Return of the Class 8 Mage
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Bertholdo nodded in response to Ian's question.
“Iya. Sure. The creation of his master is stored in the third statue, there.”
Craven is said to be the ultimate sculptor.
What kind of power retaining statue is stored?
What kind of improvement can be given to him?
The curiosity of a witch kept Ian curious.
The desire to test them became so great.
“It looks like you are very curious about master Craven.”'s creation
Ian did not deny it.
In fact, he admitted it by nodding his head.
“Fran also. He could not remain patient when he was curious. That must be a trait that exists in the Paige.” family
After reading quietly as if he was reminiscing, Bertholdo walked over to Craven.
The Craven-faced baby is still sleeping.
“This guy, did you put him to sleep with magic?”
“It was a light spell. He acts very hasty.”
“No doubt, because he has been hiding behind his memories.”
Bertholdo's large palm stretched out toward Craven. More precisely, it was wrapped around Craven's forehead. It was so big that one palm was as big as Craven's head.
“Arise. My old friend.”
Ian silently watched.
He did not necessarily feel which flow.
It seems that magic was not used to wake him up.
“You are at your house. How about stop hiding and get out?”
“….”
How long has Bertholdo whispered? Eventually, Craven regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and even looked around.
He took a picture of Bertholdo's face right in front of his eyes, Ian, who was watching beside him, a white temple and even a familiar view of Knocking Island.
“I....”.
“Takes. That's your name.”
“My name...”.
“The largest sculpture in the world and.”
“Patung .... biggest.”
“You are one of the expert craftsmen of Fran.”
“Fran….. Fran Paige.
Fran Paige's.
That's when he took that name.
A transformation takes place in Craven's body.
What was brown, his hair turned black.
His skin was also pale until a moment ago.
In general, he picked up an aura similar to Bertholdo's.
“Aaaak....!”
After having to pull her hair and throw up for a while, Craven regained control of her emotions. Was it because he had an invincible body? Recovery speed is like no other.
“….. Mr Bertholdo?”
Craven calls Bertholdo, a ‘Mr.’ It seemed like he was recalling his memories for the first time in one to two hundred years, after the disappearance of Fran Paige. His memory has not returned completely, but so far it should be happy with that. Despite her younger age, at least she has realized ‘there are’ as Craven.
“It looks like you're back.”
“How, how did I come here ...”
“That guy helped you.”
Craven finds Ian when Bertholdo points to him.
“Killer.....?”
He muttered in great surprise. Instead of thinking of Ian as a murderer, it was like a side effect of many colliding memories.
“As I have mentioned before, I am not a killer.”
“Do not approach! I never stole any bread….. What, what am I saying now...”.
It seems that the after effects were much more severe than expected.
Even after feeling uncomfortable and strange with his own response, he could not control himself even hiding behind Bertholdo. Of course, since his outer appearance was still a child, it didn't seem too awkward.
“Hm, I think it might take more time.”
“I agree.”
Ian agreed with Bertholdo's assessment.
It may not be easy to let go.
Maybe, maybe not possible.
“Bapak. Mr. Bertholdo.”
“Hm?”
“Have you issued..... master piece, made for Fran?”
“Ah, as you can see.”
Craven's eyes immediately sparkled.
The first dragon storage statue holding a robe.
He was looking now at what an empty warehouse was.
“How can.....?”
“There, his descendants have come.”
“The killer….. The Assassin Lord is his descendant? Fran's Descendants?”
The strange title had been made because he was suffering from both the after effects and the present.
Craven fell into deep thought after seeing Ian, whom he called ‘Mr. Killer’.
“Then, I will also...”.
Finally after deciding on something, he started moving towards another location.
And that location is the third statue.
It was a statue, where his own masterpiece was kept.
Srrrrr-!
Craven injects mana into the statue of the third dragon. His mouth was wide open and a bright light came out. The master piece inside also fell down with a slow parachuting spell.
Tuck in!
Craven's creation fell to the ground and rolled over.
However, the identity of the piece seemed quite unique.
Eight long master pieces all of them.
No matter how hard he looked.
‘Stake....?’
They are heavy metal poles, thick and white.
At least that's how they met Ian.
‘That simple-looking cooker is a master piece?’
Regardless of whether Ian hesitated or not, Craven seemed happy as he took one of his bets. Then he crawled into the statue through the bottom of the tail. It was a behavior that could not be explained at all.
“What are you doing?”
“Yes, I myself am not too sure.”
Bertholdo also could not understand Craven's behavior.
“I'll also show you the masterpiece I've created.”
After muttering bashfully, Craven began hammering the peg at a point below the tail of the dragon statue.
It was not done with violence. There was a fitting hole made earlier.
“If you have to hammer a peg….. Here, like this...”.
As the pegs were hammered deep into place under the statue's tail, the reason behind keeping the usual-looking pegs, which Craven had made, was slowly revealed.
“Killer.... I mean, let me introduce you, his descendants!”
With a direct change in the oral degree for Ian,
An awesome site began to be displayed in the middle of the island.
To say it in one word.
What has actually moved?
Sculpture where pegs have been hammered.
That is, the giant foot of the statue.
Long neck and tail.
Joint wing.
“Dragon...”.
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After introducing the name, Craven's attention turned to the statue. To be exact, he checked the order the statues were lined up. The moving statue is the third from the left.
“Number 3!”
A dragon statue that looks exactly like a living dragon.
The white statue began to flap its wings.
There also spewed out a blue light from his sculpted eyes.