Dragon Soar To The Sky (Rewrite)
Crossroads (Fashback Story Fafnir)

The next day after the party was over, everyone returned to their usual activities.

Regarding the visit from the representatives of the Avalon Empire, the King then asked Patriack from the four Guardian families to gather, and negotiate an invitation from the Empire.

"You know, right? Ragnarok is a very sacred Festival, and twice our Kingdom has not attended the event. We can't offend a god more than this." Alex Deovare.

"But Alex, last time we sent Champion to attend that Festival..." Jean Esthera tried to speak, but was cut off.

Champion is the name for the person who will carry out the holy match at the Ragnarok Festival event.

"This time is different, we have so many incredible generations."

"Is Vallen included? Have you forgotten what happened to Master Fafnir?"

"That's...."

"I beg you to calm down, Alex and Jean."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Both are apologizing.

Meanwhile...

"Dreig, do you have any ideas?"

"As Alex said, I agree that our Kingdom will attend the Festival"

"DREIG...!" Jean looked angry.

"Take it easy on you Jean. Do you want to get the wrath of the gods?"

"Ugh..."

"Jean, calm yourself. I know your suffering." Neira tries to calm Jean down.

Neville stands.

"I can't let them kill our children, I don't want to make Master Fafnir leave our Kingdom, but I can't disappoint the Gods either. What do we do?"

While everyone was worried, someone entered the room and said...

"The answer is only one, right? We're going to the festival."

"Master Fafnir...?"

Everyone is surprised.

"I know it's hard for you guys, and it's also very heavy for me too. At that time...."

40 Years ago...

"Sister Jean, do you want to go again?"

"Of course, being a Knight must always be ready in case of an emergency mission. Oh right, have you been accepted as Master Fafnir's student?"

"Ahhh, not yet. Hahaha, I will try to have him make me his disciple."

"Hummmm... Well then, keep the spirit up and never give up huh, Roland?"

"Of course I'll try Brother Jean."

Somewhere near Alvarez Academy, Roland was chasing someone.

"Master Fafnir, please make me your disciple."

"Ohh you again... Go away, don't bother me."

"Master Fafnir, stop."

"I won't stop until you give up on chasing me. It's already in the woods, Hoi...!"

Roland then stopped.

"Hoh, you finally stopped too. All right, I'll go...."

Roland prostrated himself before Fafnir, pleading for him to be accepted as a disciple.

"I plead with Master Fafnir, make me your disciple."

"Stop it, I'm not interested in such a complicated thing."

"I beg you..."

"I'm going to go."

"I'll wait for you."

(Heh, I'm going. At most in 2 hours he's gone.)

4 Hours later.

"It's time for lunch, Eh..!" Fafnir.

Roland was still in a prostrate position.

(This child will be up to when. skip ah.).

"I BEG...!"

"WAHHH...! You're shocking me damn it... Look at this, I don't want to find a student or anything, so give up."

"I'm not giving up."

"Hooh, do as you please then. I'm leaving."

The night has come.

Fafnir who had just drank, intended to return to the hut that was in the forest.

"Aaarrgg Dizziness... The girls were so horrible, they forced me to drink 5 Barrel Ale. Uh, what is that?"

Roland was still prostrating in the middle of the forest.

"Huh, just my imagination... Who prostrates nights in the woods..."

"MASTER FAFNIR....! I BEG..."

"AAACCK.....! You again? Go home there."

"I won't move from this place, and this position until you want to hear my plea."

Fafnir put down the bread, and the drinking water next to Roland.

"Eh... The master?"

"You must be hungry... Eat it, and don't call me Master, you're not my student."

"Haha... Thank you Mr. Fafnir."

"Hey... Go home after eating."

Fafnir then left, leaving Roland who was still in a prostrate position.

"No.. Noose.. I'm not going to give up, I have to prove that I sincerely want to be his student."

Roland decided not to get out of his place, and continued to prostrate.

Next day.

"Bahhh... Why is this kid still here?"

Fafnir went into town, and bought camp equipment.

He returned, and made a tent for Roland.

"Mr Fafnir? What are you doing there?"

"Be quiet... Don't move from that position."

"A...Alright."

Fafnir carried Roland, and placed him inside the tent.

"With this at least you can relax to sleep."

"Master... HUUAAAA....!"

Roland cried loudly.

"Hoi-hoi... Don't cry, you're so annoying."

"Because... Because you are very good. I'm starting to feel like I didn't pick you wrong as a teacher."

"Ehh... That part is kind of... Wait, so you think I'm a mean person?"

"I never thought of you as a cruel person. That's why I bow before you now."

"Ahhhhh... Then I'll go first. Don't forget to eat breakfast."

Fafnir left Roland again. However, deep in Fafnir's heart he felt somewhat relieved. Because that tent can protect it a little bit, and it's better than yesterday.

"I wonder when he'll keep going that way."

From then on, every day Fafnir checked Roland's situation. He bought food every morning, noon, and night for Roland. If the weather was cold, he burned the wood near Roland's tent to keep him warm.

One week has passed.

"Wake up, I'll listen to what you say this time."

"Mr Fafnir... But why all of a sudden?"

"Why all of a sudden? It's been over a week you know? With such a position, I began to think of you as a stone."

"Hahaha, is this prostrating position similar to a chunk of stone?

"No. I mean your rock-like nature. Wake up...."

"But..."

"But why?"

"My body can't move."

"Hahh, of course..."

Fafnir memorized Healing magic, instantly healing Roland's physique, restoring stamina.

"Gee... You're so great."

"Come with me. I have a hut in the middle of this forest."

After arriving at the hut.

"Clean your body first, bathroom on the left."

"Good sir."

After a while.

"Sit down, and drink this tea."

"So tell me, why do you want to be my student?"

"I am Roland Esthera, a core family member of Guardian Esthera."

(Ah, fuck. Louise once told me not to offend the Guardian family.)

"So..."

"Yes, I was Patriack's son there."

"Woah, so you're the son of the Esthera family leader."

"That's right... As a boy, I was required to be able to carry out my duties as a Patriack child in general. My father, keep pushing me to be the strongest. However, one of my relatives, Damian Esthera. He's a great person, even other family members compare our abilities."

(So, because of the pressure of responsibility as Patriack's son. Well, some such things are indeed very common in the Kingdom environment. It's so troublesome."

"But, my intention for coming was to become a disciple of Lord Fafnir not because of that."

"Hmm? So what exactly is that?"

"That's... My brother-in-law Julius Alxandria..."

(July Alxandria. That was Louise's previous name.)

"He is someone I admire a lot, a strong, authoritative person. I want to be strong like her, to be strong enough until I can protect my older sister."

"So your reason is because of your sister?"

"Yes, when I fell, I was devastated by the pressure within the family. Only Big Brother can comfort me and continue to give me spirit. He is now a Knight. Anything can happen during the mission, so I want to protect it."

"So it's like that... Sorry, I can't make you a student...."

Roland was surprised, and lowered his head.

"However, I can train you to be strong. How, are you ready?"

Roland immediately stood up, and lowered his head in front of Fafnir.

"Mr Fafnir, I'm ready. Very willing..."

"Alright then, tomorrow we will start training. Now go back to your family."

"No need sir, I'm sure they won't care about my circumstances."

(True, he's been missing for over a week, but there's no search from his family member, the poor boy.)

"Well, you can stay here."

"Thank you, sir."

"Stop that, call me Fafnir."

"alright... Thank you Fafnir."

Roland passed the night by camping outside the hut.

"Eh... Isn't this the same as staying outside?"

The next day...

"Well, can you show me your strength?"

"Good..."

Roland had magic that could be said to be quite special. Because of the Aura possessed by him, he could make a contract with some holy Spirit.

"Spirit Tiger, show me your form.."

A white Tiger appeared in front of Roland.

"What do you want my lord Roland?"

"Fafnir, he is the Holy Spirit who made a contract with me. He's called Sinnor."

(Unbelievably, he was a loved one of nature. Holy spirits, very vulnerable existences, they live between the realm of life and the realm of the Spirit. A person who can summon them, and manifest his form into this world, he is a Mentalist.)

"Hooh, pretty. So you're a Mentalist."

"Yes right, this is the power I gained after going through various difficulties."

"alright... I have an ancient book that explains how to train Mentalist powers to the extreme, are you ready?"

"Of course, for my brother's sake. I'll do anything."

Roland then trained by following the instructions from Fafnir.

"Meditation, one of the ways that you can practice soul power."

Roland started doing Meditation under the waterfall for 1 month. At that moment he began to feel a huge surge of energy from within his body.

"Sinnor, come out..."

"Happy Master, you can already get me out without rote."

"Well, this is thanks to the training of Fafnir."

"All right, we're going to the second exercise. Please help Fafnir."

"Good work. The next exercise is...."

Day after day passed, and Roland grew stronger.

"It's time for me to go home, and see Brother."

"Oh, are you going home yet?"

"Yes, I can't wait to see my sister. Thank you for everything you do, Fafnir."

"Stop that, I didn't do anything."

"This is a gift for you.."

Roland gave a cup to Fafnir.

"Hmm, a cup?"

"True. This cup I made special. Look, I have something similar. Haha."

"It's classy, and childish.."

"Hahaha come on don't be like that."

"All right, thank you."

"Haha... If I come back later, I'll bring decades-old Wine. Rest assured, I will pour Wine in that cup, and we can drink together as a Master, and a disciple."

"Whoi... Since when did I make you a student"

"Haha... At least that's how I feel. Bye bye..."

The separation was temporary, they were convinced that later their meeting would bring a new bond. Bonding as a Teacher and Student.

Meanwhile, Roland had arrived at Esthera's residence.

"Sister... I'm h-home... Uh, what's up?"

But the atmosphere there felt very tense.

"Roland, wherever you've been."

"I'm from..."

"Aish forget it, now we're in a dire situation. Actually..."

Roland directly ran out and summoned the Holy Spirit.

"I beg you for help, Falcon."

A giant eagle-shaped spirit appeared.

"Master Roland, I await your orders."

"We're gonna catch up with my brother."

Roland recalled the conversation earlier.

"Actually Jean is a Champion who will attend the Ragnarok Festival. However, we got word from the bodyguards that they were being blocked by an army of Demon Man. We've sent help, but.."

"WHAT...! When did you send in the relief force?"

"Just now.."

"WILL NOT BE ABLE... I'm gonna go."

"Roland where are you..."

"Don't stop me, Patriack."

"Roland, don't be rude. He's your father."

"What kind of father would let his daughter be snuffed out by the Devil, while he just sat in that chair."

"ROLAND...!"

"You failed as a father."

"ROLANDERS... Fuck you..."

"Stop... He's right, I've failed as a father."

"Mattriack..."

All the Elders there lowered their heads.

Meanwhile, Roland at high speed, caught up with his older brother.

Somewhere near the border of the Kingdom.

"Destroyed devil, aren't you ashamed?"

"Stop your babbling... If we can finish you off. Then the Demon Emperor will give us a gift. Hehehe."

"Don't move much, your company has been slaughtered, and now only you are. What can you do, huh? With such a severe wound, it's a pity that your body is so seductive. We will enjoy you until we are satisfied, and then we will kill you.. Eheheh."

"H-Stop... Don't come any closer. Please, anybody..."

"No one will be able to save you.. Ehehe."

The demons tore Jean's clothes.

"Wuhu... Very pretty and seductive. I'll enjoy you first."

"AARRGGG....! Don'tdon't... I beg..."

Suddenly from behind, a sword slash pointed at the Devil who was already preparing to desecrate Jean.

"What is..."

Before he finished speaking, the demon head was already split in two.

"ciii... Back off."

The other demons withdrew from Jean.

At that moment there was a scream.

"Sister Jean..."

"This voice...? Roland's."

Roland hugged his brother...

"Sister, sorry I'm late."

"Thank you... Thank you for coming."

Roland saw the situation of his brother. Enragement peaked.

"Sister... Rest, I'll finish this."

"Roland beware, that army, their strength is two levels stronger than mine."

"Calm down, you are nothing more than ants before me."

"Sinnor get out."

Sinnor had become bigger after that exercise, and was also getting stronger.

"Whoi... Beware, our opponent is a Mentalist."

"Enough talk... I'm gonna kill you all."

The fight was very easy for him, Roland very quickly slashed the head of the Devil. One by one the Devil fell with his head separated from his body.

"How dare you do that to my brother.. FEEL THIS..!"

"IECHH..! Run... Run... Save your lives."

The demons tried to escape. Yet...

"You won't get away with it."

"Sinnor, hunt them down. Let no one escape or live"

"Okay, my lord Roland."

Sinnor roared very loudly, making the Holy Spirits present in the forest awaken.

Snake spirit, Tiger spirit, Lion spirit... The whole Spirit answered Sinnor's call and enforced his command.

The command reads "Evening has arrived, the hunt for the Devil begins.

And that was at the same time.

"Ehm... This feeling... Roland's? What the hell is going on. He uses his greatest strength. I need to trace his position immediately, and meet him. Wait for me, Roland."

Back to Roland's, and Jean.

That night, the forest was filled with the screams of the Demon army.

"Sister... Are you all right?

"Hehms... You came on time. Thank you." Thank you."

"Sister... I'm sorry."

"Roll..."

Jean tightly hugged Roland, the cries of the two of them unstoppable.

"I need to recover my energy. I've cast a huge magic. I wonder if Fafnir can feel this."

"Eh, Fafnir? Are you his student?"

"Not Brother, he's only willing to train me for a few months."

"Well, it turned out that way. When I just got home from the mission, I asked everyone where you were. But they all answered..."

"Already Brother... I know what their answer is. You don't have to worry, it's fine now."

"Ehm... You're getting stronger, Roland. If Mom were alive, she would be proud of you."

"Mothers... I miss Mom, Brother."

As they were resting, something unexpected appeared.

"Master, there's a very strong presence heading to the Master's place at high speed."

"Heh, if it's the Devil, let them come. I'm gonna kill them all."

"it's not a demon. But a dragon."

"What is Fafnir? Uh, it turns out she felt my magic. Calm down, Jean, we're safe now."

"Master, sorry to disappoint your expectations. But the dragon is colored... Silver."

"Silver Dragon? That's not Fafnir."

"Sister, we have to go."

The dragon darted violently, causing the trees to collapse, and the ground to lift.

"Sinnor's back..."

"Good Master."

Sinnor is back.

"Master, get on my back. I'll take you guys."

"Hehm, Sinnor. ACKK....!"

The Silver Dragon came, and hit the ground. Put Jean down, and Roland.

"This Silver Dragon... Very dangerous, only this time I felt fear with an enemy this strong."

The dragon gathers strength, and directs the Blast to Jean.

"Dam... Sister..."

"Let's move my leg..."

The Dragon's mouth blast gathered, and released it towards Jean.

"SISTER....!"

With his last strength, Roland jumped in front of Jean, and memorized Shield's magic. Yet....

Because that power is too great.

"Ro-Rolland..."

Jean called out with a blank look.

Roland's body collapsed before Jean's eyes.

"ROLANDE....! Awake."

The Silver Dragon unleashed the Blast a second time...

BOOOM...!!!

Fafnir came and made the Shield, protecting Jean, and Roland.

Fafnir turned his head and looked at Roland's state.

"It's sad, is this all you can do, ROLAND..!"

With a weak tone, Roland replied...

"Yet you came too. Thank goodness, save my brother."

"What did you say? With a wound like that, aren't you the one who needs help."

"Don't worry about me."

"I'll heal you first..."

Fafnir tried to cure Roland, but...

"Great Master? Can Roland be healed?"

"This is the curse of the Dragon. SHIT, HELMINE...! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

Silver Dragon's. Named Helmine, she could only fall silent in her Dragon form.

"I forgot that you've been controlled by that goddamn demon. Go Helmine, I don't want to hurt you."

Helmine flew away, returning in the direction where the Demon Empire was located. Whilst it.

"Master Fafnir, please heal my sister."

Fafnir could only look at Roland's eyes with pity.

"I'm sorry... I can't do anything. This curse, outside the law."

"No... NO. - NO...! ROLAND.. Don't leave your brother."

Jean thrashed, and cried loudly while calling out Roland's name.

"Sister, no need to worry. I can meet Mom there."

"What are you saying, Roland? I-mom... I'd be sad to see you like this."

Roland touched Jean's cheek, and stroked weakly.

"It's fine."

Jean held back the cries, and hugged Roland.

"Fafnirs... Do you remember my promise? I'll pour a bottle of Wine in your glass. I'm taking him now."

Roland took out a cup and a bottle of Wine from within the partial ring.

Fafnir took the cup, and handed the bottle of Wine to Roland's hand.

"I'd really like to sleep in your hut..."

"Ah... Once all this is done, you can sleep there whenever you want."

"Allow me to call you once. Thank you, Master..."

"Hehm, well my disciple, your master is already thirsty. Pour that wine, son."

"Thank you for everything you've done, Master."

Roland began to pour the Wine in the cup he made. However, when the cup was already half-filled, the bottle fell out of Roland's hands.

At that moment, Roland had breathed his last while pouring Wine in his Master's cup.

"Foolish disciple, this master of yours will not be satisfied with just half a cup."

Fafnir downed the Wine, then tears came out, flowing very slowly, dripping into Roland's hands.

That night, the Dragon-shaped Fafnir took Jean, and Roland on his shoulders. Along the way decorated by splashes of golden tears that fly carried by the wind.

Roland was buried inside the Hut where Fafnir lived.

Once every few months, Fafnir visited Roland's grave while carrying Wine. Fafnir poured the Wine in his disciple's cup, and placed it in front of the tombstone, after which Fafnir would spend the night drinking together with Roland.

"That's what happened to Jean Esthera's sister."

Alex then stood up, and apologized to Jean.

"I'm sorry Jean. I'm so sorry for your sister."

"Thank you Alex."

Then Fafnir continued his words.

"The kingdom should attend the Festival this time. Care matters, I will take care of our Champion myself."

This proposal was acceptable to all present in the room.

Meanwhile, Vallen was training in the middle of the forest.

"Shadow Step..."

Vallen trained the shadow movement to move faster, and tricked his enemy.

All of a sudden, he saw a large White Tiger.

"Tiger? This is the route of the villagers to find firewood, very dangerous if left unchecked. I have to clean this up."

Vallen chased after the tiger, and reached the old hut.

"Ehm... This old shack? I don't remember any huts around here."

In the hut was a man who was sweeping the courtyard.

"Hi Master... Sorry to bother you."

"Oh yeah, what's up, man?

"Did you see a tiger through here?"

"Tiger? Oh, that's my pet."

"Your footholds?"

"Yes, look at him here."

The tiger approached the man, and then rubbed his face against the man's head.

"Look, he's very tame."

"Ah, okay. Just, next time be careful. You see, there are so many villagers looking for firewood around."

"Oh, of course, my friend, don't worry. Eih, let's sit here. I'll make you some tea."

"Woh, really? You're very good Mr."

"Hahaha, stop-stop. I'm so happy to have a guest today."

When the man entered the hut, he briefly saw inside there was a well-kept grave.

After the man finished making the tea.

"Ah, very refreshing. The tea you make is amazing."

"Hahaha, of course, my friend. It's a quality tea."

Vallen tried to ask.

"Ehem, I saw the tomb in your hut earlier. If you'll know, who's buried there?"

"Oh, don't worry. The tomb belongs to someone."

"Oh, it belongs to someone."

The atmosphere is getting awkward.

"Oh yeah, aren't you a Knight?"

"Heehh, you know a lot about Knights. That's right, I'm a Knight. My name is Vallen, greetings Mr."

"That's a great friend, my brother used to be a Knight too."

"Hehh. That's great sir."

"What are you saying, what's great is my brother you know."

"Hahaha sorry-sorry."

"So who's your master?"

"Ah, you'd be surprised. My master's name is Fafnir, he's an Ancient Dragon."

"Hmmm, is Fafnir that good?"

"Of course he's great..."

For a few minutes, Vallen recounted his Master's prowess. They talk to each other.

"Okay sir, since it's getting late, I'll go home first.. Thanks for the warm tea, it's so good."

"Hoo, thank you for visiting."

"Of course, I'll be back sometime... Etto, Sir..."

"Roll... I'm Roland. See you guys."

(Hmm, See You? How strange. Ah let.)

When Vallen steps up he meets Fafnir.

"Where is Master going?"

"Hmm? Why did you come here yourself, Stupid Student?"

"Ahh, I was visiting in a man's hut. He's keeping a tiger."

"What..?"

Fafnir immediately ran towards the hut.

"Master? What up.. Woi, wait for me."

They're heading for that shack.

"I told you to wait.u."

When Vallen returned to look at the hut, he was surprised that the condition of the hut was different from before. The hut looks old, and unkempt.

"What's going on? I'm sure there's a man, and a tiger living in this hut."

As Vallen walked towards the old hut, a very gentle wind blew past Fafnir.

The wind carried a voice, which read "Master, you have found a very good disciple."

Fafnir replied "Yes, Roland. Thank ye. Today I will drink this Wine with my Disciple using the cup you made. Tonight we'll tell you a story, and have a drink in front of your grave."

"Masters... Come here, I'm curious about this hut."

"Hoi, don't be so reckless. In this hut there's his grave."

"There's a tomb..?"

"Yes, and today we're going to spend the night telling stories, and joking in front of the tomb."

"You're a very strange Master... Is your brain finally broken?"

"What do you say stupid student..!"

BOONG...!! Fafnir pinned Vallen's head.

"Auchs... Be ill. Um, Master. Do you know the person buried here?"

"Yes, he is a very valuable person, and he is your senior."

"Woah... You have to tell me this now, Master."

"Are you sure..? It's a long story."

"No problem, I'll accompany you tonight. Here let me pour that wine in your cup."

In Fafnir's mind said.

(Even if times have changed, but these memories remain the same. What a connected intersection.)