Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When everything focused on a single point, a violent energy wave exploded.
Powerful shock wave exploded outwards, radiating with pulses of energy fluctuations.
The shock waves crashed into the rock walls as they swept through the entirety of the mountain’s cavern system.
Thanks to Dionmya’s warnings, Celia was prepared for this. But her barrier was still too fragile.
Even though she had stacked multiple barriers together, in the face of these shock waves, her barriers were no different from flimsy pieces of paper.
“George!”
Just as Celia was about to be blown away, George leapt from the ground and caught her in the nick of time.
However, George’s situation wasn’t much better.
The impact of the shock waves still exceeded his capacity to stabilize his footing.
His feet sunk into the tree trunk, leaving two deep ravines on the tree.
“Young divine weapon user, with your crude technique, that spear is wasted on you.”
For some reason, the words of the pole-arm user he fought previously flashed through George’s mind.
Crude?
At that moment, George seemed to understand something. He reached out his hand and summoned Noxkaius.
Then, as his stamina was sapped from him, light bloomed once again.
This time however, things were a little different. Previously, George always used the light to attack, but this time, he was using it to defend.
Noxkaius’ light had the ability to annihilate everything.
Thus, if he wanted to use this light for defense, he’d have to mould it well.
At that thought, George closed his eyes and began to visualize.
Noxkaius stood between him and the shock waves and an unprecedented curtain of light fell before him.
When the shock waves struck the curtain of light, they disappeared without causing so much as a ripple.
The shock waves disappeared as Celia, riding the flow of the aftershock, landed on a tree trunk.
“Not bad. This child has more potential than I had imagined,”
Dionmya’s voice rang in her head as Celia sat on the tree truck, trying to figure out what was going on.
Turning around, she looked at the light screen protecting the two of them from the attacking shock waves as Dionmya’s words finally clicked for her.
“Oh! It can be used this way too!”
“Hmm, I was too ignorant in the past. It seems like even without undoing the seal, Noxkaius still has a lot of potential for me to develop,”
George reflected while looking at the spear in his hands.
Recalling everything that had happened before, he had to admit that how he was using the spear before was indeed too crude and simple.
Because of the seals on the spear, whenever he wanted to increase his power output, he would place his focus on how to remove these seals. This in turn caused him to neglect developing control over said power.
But the light released by the spear was similar to magic and had great potential for development.
If research went well, he might even be able to develop a new kind of magic that was unique to him.
However, this was all in the future. Even if he were to develop it, George didn’t think he had the necessary knowledge to do it alone.
Buzz!
As the last of the shock waves ended, George dispelled the light screen. He, along with Celia, turned to look at the cracked dragon egg in the sky, eyes full of anticipation.
Roar!
“What a mischievous little fellow. It already can’t contain itself.”
Even before hatching, the hatchling’s cries could be heard coming nonstop from inside the dragon egg.
Crack!
Following the appearance of the crack, a small dragon head emerged. It then started chewing on the shell of its egg.
After consuming the entire eggshell, the energy that was holding the hatchling up in the air disappeared. Right after, the hatchling could be seen trying to flap its tiny wings with all its might.
The small dragon continued to flap its wings vigorously, but its body continued to sink.
The hatchling seemed to have noticed this and flapped even harder. Its claws were clenched tightly and its fair skin was stained with a layer of pink due to the excessive force it was exerting.
Seeing this, George smiled and walked up, placing his hand under the young hatchling.
When it landed on George’s hand, the young dragon opened its eyes and tilted its head to look at George. Then, it let out a cheerful sound.
George caressed the little dragon’s soft and tender skin. As it had yet to grow scales, its skin felt very soft and comfortable to the touch. He was so fond of it that he couldn’t stop his hands from moving.
The hatchling also enjoyed George’s petting and would let out happy cries from time to time.
Looking at the adorable young dragon, George couldn’t help but fall in love with it.
He smiled and said,
“Welcome to this world. Please take care of me, little one.”
“Roar!” As if understanding what George meant, the little dragon mewled even louder.
Beside him, Celia’s eyes were also darting back and forth on the little dragon.
All girls were weak against cute things. Despite this, she did not interrupt George’s interaction with the young hatchling.
Only after the two had a chance to play around for a while and bond did Celia finally interject,
“Speaking of which, we should give the little one a name. How about we name it Siluca?”
Hearing Celia’s suggestion, George let out a heartfelt praise,
“Sacred Light? That’s a good name.”
Roar! Roar!
“Looks like the little one is very satisfied with this name. Alright, you’re Siluca from now on then.”
The little dragon, no, Siluca, expressed its joy.
After this little naming episode, it also began looking at Celia with a much friendlier gaze
Roar!
“Siluca!”
Roar!
“Siluca!”
Roar!
“Hahahaha!”
—
“…”
A cool breeze swept past, stirring up large amounts of yellow sand.
On the ground, a disheveled figure moved.
“I mustn’t give up.”
Albert, who had been sent away by Bremont, was now lying on a desolate patch of land.
There were all rocks of all shapes and sizes around him. He could not see any greenery whatsoever.
Just a glance and Albert knew the name of the place — Boneyard Range.
“I can’t die here. I can’t die yet…”
His conviction grew firm and a force welled up within him.
It was feedback from his oath.
As long as he stuck to his oath, the oath would give him strength.
Even if he had broken the oath before.
Albert tried to not think about George or what had happened before.
He had to do his best to stay firm.
“I mustn’t back down, I mustn’t yield…”
As his wavering conviction began to settle, Albert’s condition also improved
“Ah—”
Just as Albert was standing up shakily, an eagle’s cry from above caught his attention.
“Is it Peg?”
It was a hawk that had an illusory quality to it. It was the same magical beast Gared had used to monitor George and his friend.
It was Aerial Knight Gared’s Contract Beast, Peg the Mirage Hawk..