Return of the Class 8 Mage
109.

Lags.

“Wah.”

Ian started out from the forest with a bright face, although his mind was much more complicated. Why his father's name? Although he concluded that it was a coincidence, he could not remove this strange feeling from his mind.

‘Cleven, making it back to normal is the first thing to do.’

He must hear it from himself.

That would be the only way to get rid of this confusion.

“Hah?”

Ian out of the woods.

A strange sight was before his eyes.

‘Residents village····?’

At the border of the village and the forest where the chapel was located, all the villagers came out. They were holding things that could be used as weapons. Such as small iron items, daggers, sticks and hitters etc.

“What, what do you do to the head and executive?”

The eldest came out ahead and asked. Their voices quivered, but it seemed like they were shouting with all their courage.

‘·····dirt.’

Ian knew what was happening. Why do the villagers of Bordon come out with guns. First, they may hear the voices of Jackson and his crew. Although Ian cleared it in just one move, it was impossible to block all the shouts that came out.

‘And they are in a cult. Chances are they assimilated.’ thought Ian.

These people were all deceived by Jackson and his crew for a long time. They won't even realize what happened to them.

For them Jackson was their savior and protector.

“Those people are the merchants who cheated you all with statues that are under charm. They are very crafty.” said Ian.

“No, crap·····!”

Ian tried to explain.

But it doesn't seem to work.

It's a cult power.

The blind faith of the villagers is stronger than steel. It is impossible to break this false belief.

Especially from desperate people.

‘Very frustrating.’ thought Ian.

Ian didn't act for the people of Bordon. Somehow he's here and he just cleaned up a dirty place. That'sthat's all.

‘What should I do?’ thought Ian.

How should he act now?

Should he ignore them and continue on his path?

Ian thought hard.

Suddenly he thought of a solution.

‘Ya, after all there is no fundamental solution.’

These people have become cults.

It was impossible to find a solution to that, and Ian had no obligation to improve these people. Instead of······.

‘I can lead them in a better direction.’

As Ian made his decision, a beam of light appeared. It was the effect of a teleportation spell. The purpose of this strange spell is the nest of Evanthus, ‘Layer of Naga’.

“Evantus.”

Ian found Evanthus hurriedly, but not only was he not there, but his son was also not there. Instead the daughter of Evanthus lay in a hammock in a corner. He looks relaxed.

(····Hah?)

He found Ian who appeared out of nowhere. Surprised, he came out of the hammock.

He also dropped the book he was reading with pleasure. The title is ‘Green’ River Witch, the author is ‘Luca Luca’.

If Ian looked at this book, he would think of someone, but unfortunately it was too far away to see.

(You, you?)

“Where is Evanthus?”

(She went looking for Gargoyle with my brother's··.)

“Ah, of course.”

Ian nodded as if he remembered.

“When Evanthus was in charge of the Order of the Dragons. Have you ever helped him work or move forward?” ask Ian.

(Some, sometimes I have managed senior members.)

“That sounds good. What's your name?”

(Why do you ask my name is·······?)

“Because I need it.” replied Ian.

Princess Evanthus bit her lip. What an arrogant human being. But he couldn't ignore it.

She is a witch who won her father Evanthus, and also made her and her brother live longer. How dare he do something bad to her?

He replied in a small voice

It was a name that was much easier said than Evanthus.

At least for Ian to get in was easier.

“Hernelia. Goody. It's very urgent and I need your help now, is that okay? ”

(What, what are you talking about·····?)

Ian reached out his hand instead of answering.

That's to grab Hernelia's grip.

“You will know when you get there.”

Why did he ask if it was okay from the start? After all, a pure white ray of light engulfed Hernelia and Ian. The destination was Bordon Village.

“Hah!”

The villagers were shocked by Ian's reappearance.

He suddenly disappeared and now he's back. He even brought someone. Is that his companion? But the escort looks a little strange.

It looked like someone, but it was definitely not a person. Red wings, red tail, two horns on the head, eyes that resemble reptiles and are very beautiful unlike all the features it has. How could that be a person? No matter how it looks its······.

“D, Drangon······?”

One of the villagers muttered in shock. It was slightly different from what was commonly known but some features were enough to resemble a dragon.

‘Good. As I thought.’

The reaction of the villagers was exactly as Ian had thought. With one last action it would resolve this complicated situation.

“Name Hernelia.”

Ian started the speech, which was not in the plan.

“He is the descendant of the dragon that responds to you all. He can't stand to see you being tricked by people who believe the mistake that Hernelia herself fell.”

(No, bullshit····!)

“Now you understand? The only thing I do is curse the fraudsters. From now on the descendants of the dragons, Hernelia will lead you all on her own, so please forget the wrong beliefs and awaken your new beliefs.”

Hernelia's confused.

What nonsense did he say in front of all these freaks? If there's a problem, it's the people up ahead here. The way they looked at him suddenly changed.

“Wow, wow······!”

“Dragon descent!”

“Finally you're down!”

“For our safety!”

“Please save us!”

Hernelia began to panic with that fanatical reaction.

He wanted to ask them who they thought he would say that.

“With your experience, please take care of them for a while.”

(What? Why, why should I have a····?)

“After all you have nothing to do”

(No, I don't!)

“You just read a book lying around the bed.”

(I, the····)

Hernelia's face turned red.

Even his hair, wings, tail, eyes were red that now everywhere looked red.

“I'll be back when the time comes.”

(T, wait!)

“Although they are like that, they really believe in dragons, your great-grandfather. As a child you have to be responsible. I think they deserve it.”

(It doesn't make sense····)

“I'm counting on you. Not just in Hernelia, but the education of Evanthus and the blood of the red dragon nobility. Alright then”

Hernelia will talk to Ian.

But now he has a way. When Ian disappeared with a beam of light. He didn't even know how to use a teleportation spell.

(Ap, what is····)

He muttered as if he could not believe what was happening.

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A bolt suddenly wouldn't be this bad.

“Hernelia!”

“Hernelia!”

“Hernelia!”

How they know how Hernelia feels.