Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 212 : Vadim (3)

[Haha! How have you been?]

Giestio's face, which appeared on the crystal ball, was bright, as if nothing had happened.

"...Giestio."

[Right. Yastan!]

A bright face and a voice even brighter than that.

At that, Yastan even felt a momentary illusion that he might have misunderstood something.

"What is the reason you betrayed me?"

It was the first thing he wanted to ask.

Why did he betray him? Did he do something wrong...

[Hahaha! Betrayal? Don't be ridiculous.]

He could see Giestio's fins, which were laughing beyond the crystal ball, shaking vigorously.

[Well, it might be a betrayal to you, but to me, it was all part of the plan.]

"...Is that really true?"

[Right. But it's not like I deceived you, is it? This was just a part of my plan. A plan I had set up in case you were defeated.]

"..."

Yastan was at a loss for words.

[Yastan. Speak. Did I deceive you? I did my best for your victory. This is the truth, without a single lie.]

Yastan's eyes, as he looked at the crystal ball, were dazed.

[Why are you silent? Well, since I didn't say anything wrong, it must be so. I know you're upset, but I hope you'll understand this one thing.]

Giestio placed his hand on his chest as if he were pitiful and continued.

[I wished you well. I hoped you would win. But what can I do? That you were defeated...]

"Right... it must all be my fault."

He thought that the fact that he had betrayed him and that he had been defeated in the war were all his fault.

[Oh, oh. It's not all your fault. Isn't that how things are? I mean, how can things go as planned? But don't worry too much. Everything will be fine.]

At Giestio's tone, as if he were consoling a child, Yastan let out a smirk.

[Right. Laugh like that. Isn't it so much better when you laugh! Hahaha!]

Giestio was always one step ahead of Yastan.

He was an opponent he could never win against.

"Where is that child?"

So Yastan judged that there was no point in talking to him any further.

[Hoho! What child?]

Giestio's fins, which had been shaking vigorously, stopped for a moment.

'He definitely knows.'

From his behavior, Yastan judged that it was certain that Pamela was in the Siren's territory.

"Is that child well there?"

[I don't know what you're talking about. Are you talking about the dwarves?]

"Right. It's good that she's doing well."

Yastan also did not want to back down on this issue.

"Giestio. I have one last request as your friend."

[...]

"Please take responsibility for that child until the end. I don't know what you're thinking, but that child... is a pitiful child."

[...I don't know what you're talking about, so I have nothing to say.]

"Just answer me. That you will do so."

[I will.]

Giestio finally nodded his head as if he had no choice.

"That's enough."

[Hahaha. What a strange friend.]

"Don't say the word 'friend' anymore."

Yastan's eyes instantly became fierce.

"From now on, you are one of the people I have to kill."

Giestio smiled faintly.

[That's also fine. Then I might not have to use the word 'betrayal' anymore.]

"...!"

As the light of the crystal ball began to shine bluish, Yastan's body hardened like a stone.

[I'm not sorry.]

"K-keuk..."

Although he put all his strength into his body to move somehow, his body was stiff and did not move.

'How on earth...'

He had never even heard of using magic through a crystal ball.

Although he might be able to track the coordinates and chase after him, how could he do it when he wasn't even by his side...!

'It was the crystal ball.'

Yastan thought, looking at the crystal ball placed in front of him.

That crystal ball was the crystal ball he had given him when he had first met Giestio.

He had said it was a 'special crystal ball' of the Sirens, boasting that it would connect even if they were in different dimensions.

'How far did you plan?'

[But don't worry too much.]

-Pa-seu-seu-seu-seu...

White smoke began to rise from Yastan's body.

[It won't be painful.]

-Seu-seu-seut...

As steam rose, Yastan's body was losing its vitality as time passed.

"Ugh, uh, uh-uh..."

Yastan's pupils looked at the door earnestly, as if he were hoping someone would come.

[Goodbye.]

-Pu-seut... thud!

Yastan's body, which had dried up like a dry branch, collapsed.

***

-Kwa-jik! Pok!

The short, chubby front paw of the hatchling broke the eggshell and popped out with a 'pong!'.

"Oh my! Oh my!!!"

"...My goodness."

Lucas, who was watching that, also could not hide his surprise.

The color of the front paw that had popped out was so brilliant.

"I've never seen such a color."

It seemed to be golden, but it wasn't, and it seemed to have a blackish tinge, but it wasn't that either.

"I've never seen such a color."

"Right. I've never seen it either."

Lucas picked up the swaying eggshell with his hand and began to help him.

The shell was swaying here and there, as if he were pushing it out with difficulty.

"Is it okay to help?"

"Doesn't he look like he's having a hard time? And since it's not his first life, what does it matter?"

Originally, dragons did not do anything except give a small cheer when a hatchling hatched from an egg.

It was said that the arduous process of breaking the eggshell at birth was almost the first and last thing they did with their own strength.

But since the egg in front of him was not living its first life anyway, it was fine.

"Oh, oh! The face, the face is coming out!"

'This way.'

Since the other foot had come out a little while ago, the mouth was visible on the right side.

-Kwa-jik!

Lucas grabbed the shell where the mouth was visible with his hand and tore it off.

"Kyaa! How cute~!"

Since there had been no dragon born after Aman, Aellas would be the first hatchling she had seen besides Aman.

'He's cute.'

Lucas also agreed with Aellas's words.

The snout that had popped out of the egg was so cute.

And the small teeth visible inside, and the sharp fangs that had popped out, boasting their own majesty, were also so cute.

"Oh my, oh my! Look at that bad temper!"

As soon as the corner of his mouth popped out, Vadim opened his mouth wide while still in the egg and began to break the shell.

"He's all out now."

As Vadim's nostrils flared, Lucas stopped helping him a little and opened the shell with both hands.

"Kyaaaak! So cute-eong!!!"

Aellas's playful voice echoed throughout the cave.

"Aellas. You're being loud."

In fact, he could have helped Vadim hatch from the egg smoothly from the beginning, but for some reason, he didn't want to.

'Let him suffer a little.'

In fact, the other dragons were right.

Since dragons rarely had to use their strength in their lives, the time when they hatched from their eggs was the most difficult moment.

'Because magic is convenient.'

Since they were a race that could use most magic after about a week of birth, they solved most things with magic.

"Kya! The whole face is out! It's out!"

It was a cute and chubby face.

The baby hatchling Vadim opened his mouth wide.

"...!"

"Bbio-o-o-ong!"

Did he want to roar? Vadim opened his mouth wide and roared bravely (?), but the sound that came out was very cute and adorable.

"Keuk..."

Aellas, who had heard that sound, clutched her chest and pretended to collapse.

"C-cute..."

Lucas also felt his heart ache at Vadim's appearance.

'So cute.'

Since he had also not seen a hatchling since Aman, the small Vadim was so cute.

"Bbio-o-o-ong..."

Vadim hung his head low and mumbled in a small voice, as if he were disappointed with the sound coming from his throat.

"Vadim-nim. Can't you speak?"

His mana would be full anyway.

It meant that he could use magic right away, even if he had just been born.

"Bbio-ong?"

But the baby Vadim tilted his head from side to side as if he didn't know anything and looked back and forth between Lucas and Aellas.

"Vadim-nim?"

"Bbio-o-o-ong!"

It was driving him crazy.

This was really a baby hatchling itself.

"...Don't tell me he lost his memory or something?"

"Aellas. Don't say such unlucky things."

"...Yes."

If that were to happen, it would be a big problem.

To think that Vadim, who was like their last hope, would lose his memory now? That was not allowed.

"Vadim-nim. Is it because I didn't break the egg quickly? I'm sorry. So please stop teasing me and speak now."

"Bbio-ong?"

"I'm going crazy."

In the end, Lucas touched his forehead and threw his head back.

"Bbiyong! Bbio-ong!"

"Kyaaaang!"

As Vadim stretched his short arms towards Aellas, Aellas clutched her heart and lifted Vadim up.

"Oh my, oh my, how cute."

Aellas supported Vadim's chubby bottom and bounced him up and down, rubbing her face against his forehead.

'Don't tell me...'

The last words Vadim had left flashed through his mind, but Lucas tried his best to ignore them.

'Did he ask me to introduce him to a dragon with a good personality...'

Lucas frowned as he carefully watched Vadim, who was rubbing his face against Aellas's neck, holding her tightly.

"Vadim-nim?"

"..."

"Vadim-nim."

There was no answer. He snuggled into Aellas's arms and rubbed his forehead, as if he didn't know his own name.

And since he even closed his eyes, Lucas was now starting to wonder.

'Did he really lose his memory?'

He prayed that that was not the case.

"Oh my, oh my! How cute."

Aellas, who was holding Vadim up, lifted him high into the sky.

"Bbio-o-o-ong!"

Vadim flapped his small wings as if he were having fun.

"Aigoo! Aigoo! How fun!"

Aellas, who was holding him, repeatedly lifted him high and then lowered him.

"Aellas. If he has lost his memory, it's a real big problem."

"Eh, no way. Even if he has, it'll only be for a little while."

"As you heard, Vadim-nim is a great dragon who has lived for 30,000 years, isn't he?"

"That's right~"

Aellas hugged Vadim tightly.

"Our Vadim lived for 30,000 years~"

"Bbio-ong!"

"..."

"That's right~!"

"Bbio-o-o-o-ong!"

If that was an act, it was a really great one.

'Does he understand?'

"Bbio-o-o-ong!"

'I guess not.'

Lucas tilted his head, looking at Vadim's appearance.

'I'll have to check for sure.'

Aellas was having a good time, tickling Vadim's armpits, regardless.

"Right. Aellas. But are you about 600 years old now?"

Was it just his imagination that Vadim's pupils, who was being held by Aellas, shook slightly?

"Eh!? No. I think I'm a little over 800 years old."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You're very young. Who was it... ah, right. Praiyan."

Vadim's cheeks twitched.

"Yes. Praiyan of the Silver clan."

"Did Praiyan live for about 2,000 years?"

"That's right?"

"Right. The Silver clan has a good personality."

"That's right. Gold is also good, but Silver and Blue are a little better."

At that, Vadim's hand, which had been holding Aellas's arm tightly, loosened slightly.

"Oh my! Is our Vadim hungry?"

At that, Vadim, who was in Aellas's arms, shook his head slightly.

"Huh? Did you just shake your head?"

You rascal. I caught you.

[End of Chapter]