Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 200 : A New Composition. (2)

Giestio began to tremble at the aura of Agua, who had descended.

[Ah. Sorry. I almost killed you.]

As Agua suppressed his aura, Giestio's trembling also gradually subsided.

"Keuk... heok..."

Giestio, who had been unable to breathe, took a deep breath and bowed his head to Agua once more.

"I greet Agua-nim."

[Right. So what about it?]

"...I was wondering if Lord Taras's victory would be helpful to Agua-nim."

[What does it matter to me whether that bastard wins or loses? Huh? What on earth does it seem to have to do with me?]

He seemed to be in a bad mood.

"I was just concerned that if it's not helpful to Agua-nim, it would be better not to help."

[How arrogant. For a fish.]

A 'kadeuk' sound was heard from between Agua's teeth.

"Although it's presumptuous, I would like to make a proposal."

But Giestio did not give in and opened his mouth with courage.

[A proposal? You dare?]

Giestio, who had bowed his head low, raised his head and looked straight into Agua's eyes.

[Hah?]

"The position of the main god... I don't think there is a god who suits it better than Agua-nim."

At Giestio's words, one of Agua's eyebrows shot up.

[What?]

"I don't think it's a position that a mere demon god should occupy."

At that, Agua smirked.

[How very arrogant. For a mere creature to call a demon god 'mere'...]

But contrary to his words, Agua's tone sounded a little excited.

"Yes. But as someone who serves Agua-nim, I can't help it. And isn't it true? The only gods who can stand against Agua-nim... are actually Lord Herdone and Lord Amore, aren't they?"

[Hah! Amore is also far from me. What's with that bastard!]

Giestio bowed his head low again.

"Yes. You are absolutely right."

The corner of Giestio's mouth, who had bowed his head, curled up into a smirk.

[So what. You want me to take the main god's position?]

"Yes. That's right."

[I don't want to. Do you know how troublesome that position of the main god is? I have a pile of paperwork even now.]

"If that's the case... I can't help it. I'm just concerned that..."

Giestio swallowed his words for a moment and then opened his mouth again.

"If Lord Taras wins and you are 'under' him..."

Agua's teeth ground again.

[Under?]

As the expected reaction came out so obviously, Giestio cheered inwardly.

'It's so easy.'

Since Agua was a god with a very hot temper, there was no need to use complicated tricks.

"I'm sorry."

[Are you kidding me?]

"B-but... isn't the position of the main god the highest position? Then you will surely be under the new main god's position..."

[X. Are you kidding me? Do you think I'll go under that Taras bastard?!]

"..."

As Giestio held his tongue, Agua became even more enraged.

[This X! No! Me?! Huh?!]

He seemed unable to stand the thought of going under Taras, whom he considered to be far below him.

Agua vented his anger for a long time. When his anger had subsided to some extent, Giestio carefully opened his mouth.

"Then... how about you do this?"

Agua, who was panting, threw his gaze downwards.

[Speak.]

"First, let the two of them fight. Anyway, isn't their fight an interesting spectacle for Agua-nim too?"

[That's right.]

"Then just leave them be. Regardless of who the winner is."

At that, Agua snorted as if it were a little absurd and asked back.

[What if Taras wins?]

"Then it would be even better."

A smile appeared on the lips of Giestio, who had raised his head.

[Puhak! Look at you smiling? You find this funny, don't you?]

"How could I? I just imagined Agua-nim easily snatching that victory after Taras won... and I couldn't help it."

Giestio licked his lips as if embarrassed and then bowed his head.

[Hey. Raise your head. Speak properly. Let me hear what you're thinking.]

"This is what I think. Agua-nim can just watch the fight as you are now. Then, the moment someone seizes the upper hand..."

[Isn't that too crude? And I told you I don't need the main god's position.]

Agua cut in.

"Yes. That's right. But how about this? You can just take charge of the main god's position for a while."

[Hmm...]

"The main god will come back someday, won't he? Then you can just hand over the main god's position again. Then Agua-nim can be with the original main god, not under anyone."

Agua rolled his eyes as if he were thinking for a moment.

[Not really. I don't like it.]

"..."

[If I'm going to give it back, why would I take it in the first place?]

He couldn't understand what he was supposed to do.

[Well. If the main god comes back, I'll give it to him, and if not... I'll just reorganize the celestial world.]

"Whatever it is, it's Agua-nim's will."

[Then what about you? What do you want that you're offering to help me?]

At Agua's words, Giestio smiled and said.

"Water. I want this whole world to become a sea."

[...Pfft!]

"It must be funny. But I... want that."

[Keut... keuhak! Kyak! Kyahak! Hak-hak-hak!]

Agua threw his head back and began to laugh like crazy.

[T-this! Another... kyahak! Crazy bastard! Hak-hak! Hak!]

In Agua's eyes, Giestio looked like a crazy bastard among crazy bastards.

To think he wanted the whole world to become a sea?

What was the difference between that and saying he wanted to be the king of this world?

[Just say you want to be the king! You crazy bastard!]

"It's a little different from that. I just... want everything to be a sea. I don't like that the land and the sea are separated. And that there are places we can't go."

Giestio said calmly.

[Really? But if that happens, the spirit kings won't just stand by, will they?]

"It's not that I haven't thought about that part, but there is also land and fire in the sea. And since the sea is water, that would be fine too. And what's the problem with the wind blowing in the sky except for the sea?"

At Giestio's words, Agua let out a cry of admiration.

[Kya... you were planning this from the very beginning, weren't you?]

"...Of course not."

[You bastard. I thought you were just a fish, but you were aiming for the king's position. You were aiming for this when the other guys were fighting with their lives on the line, weren't you?]

Giestio slowly shook his head. In fact, half of it was right, and half of it was wrong.

Although he had imagined the whole world becoming a sea countless times, he had not helped Yastan with this in mind.

But the moment Agua had come to him today, Giestio's head had spun rapidly, and after all his thoughts were organized, this was the only answer.

"No."

But Agua began to clap as if he were sure.

[Amazing. Very amazing.]

Agua shook his head as if he were fed up.

[Right. I'll play along with your plan once.]

Agua, who had sneered, left the place.

'The plan... I'll have to change it a little.'

Since what he wanted had changed, he needed to change the plan a little to get it.

***

Lucas, who had returned to the Escar Mountains, was checking the final plan with Hasel.

"It will take at least three days for them to fully recover their strength. So now is the only time."

"Will it really be okay?"

Hasel's face was a little stiff.

"Right. It will be okay."

Lucas took off the ring he was wearing and handed it to Hasel.

"This will do."

It was the Devil's Predator.

"Will this be enough?"

"It won't. So hurry up and gather all the relics. A similar attribute will do."

At that, Hasel nodded his head once and then put the ring in his subspace.

"If we gather all the relics with a similar attribute and break them in one go, it will be fine. No matter how powerful their magic and artifacts are, they won't be able to withstand our attack until the end."

One of the strategies Lucas had thought of was a preemptive strike.

Hadn't they said that the best defense is a good offense? Among the moves the dragons were thinking of, a preemptive strike would not be there.

'Because they will think we have also suffered great damage.'

When a strong person suffers a great loss, they become more cautious. Since they knew that fact too well, they might not have considered that the dragons would attack first.

'They will probably think we will build up our defenses more firmly in Escar.'

The dragons had been like that in the past. They had not attacked first unless it was to wipe out a village or an empire.

"A lot will change with this attack."

"Yes. What if the attack fails?"

What if the one shot in which they had poured everything failed?

"There is no alternative, Hasel."

"..."

Because they would literally pour everything into it.

"And we have figured out most of the defenses and tricks they have prepared, so you don't have to worry."

Since the very angry spirit kings had told them almost all the tricks they had used, he could relieve most of his worries.

"Then..."

At that, Hasel also nodded his head as if he believed him.

"And this time, Taras might come down himself. Then Amore will also come."

"What do we do then?"

"Then it would be even more grateful. Because it will be a case of a shrimp's back breaking in a whale fight. At least we dragons have some resistance to divine power, but the demons won't."

This was another reason why Lucas had thought of a preemptive strike.

If Amore and Taras came down and fought on the surface, most of the demons would be swept away without even being able to use their power.

"We have to pour everything in and end it in one go. Otherwise, we have no chance of winning."

The dwarves were looking at the numerous artifacts and holy relics in Giestio's warehouse. The longer that time became, the less chance of winning there was.

The demons would now be able to use mana infinitely someday without having to kidnap dragons and extract their mana.

If that happened... the result was as clear as day.

"I understand."

"Hasel. You tell everyone. That we will prepare for the final war."

"Yes, Lord."

As Hasel left the room, Lucas's mind became even more complicated.

'What if we lose...'

Although it might be okay now, soon his family and the children could all suffer a bad fate.

'I can't let that happen.'

His heart ached just by imagining it.

'Can Ellaim take care of them?'

That was also absurd.

'It would be better to solve it with my own hands.'

As his thoughts reached a dead end, Lucas, who had quickly shaken his head and had shaken off his idle thoughts, turned his thoughts again.

'We will win. That's the only thing I can think of right now.'

He had to risk his life.

[End of Chapter]