Return of the Class 8 Mage
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“That's him! Good dragon.”
“Krrrrrr....!”.
“There, there, which is good.”
Although it was an incredible metallic sound, it definitely sounded like a funny cry in Craven's ear. Having the experience of being overwhelmed by magic himself, Ian did not think too much about it either.
In fact, one's preferences are always diverse and free.
“Can you come here for a while?”
Craven gestured to Ian after gently releasing and massaging the pegs of Dragon Number 1. It was at the same time as he gestured to approach.
“I will etch your name on this pole.”
“Did you make a seal with that name? That's awesome.”
“No, I just wrote it to record it...”.
“…..This is Ian Paige.”
Really, it feels like a kid's game, but the truth is, is it to take possession of a giant dragon golem?
Secretly, Ian obeyed Craven's instructions.
“Also, please inject where here, here too.”
“How much should I inject?”
“Uh, just a little like booger.”
“Boong, boogers…. FINE.”
As requested, Ian actually injected just a little.
Then Craven said, shaking his head.
“No, please you need to give more.”
“….”
“Giant sword. Giant hunter.”
He's not sure what he's doing.
If he thought about it the wrong way, he even felt ashamed.
“WELL! Good. It's done well.”
“Wah.
“It will very well understand any words you might say.”
“Is Greenriver language possible too?”
“Of course! The dragon is very clever.”
“I saw.”
“By the way, isn't that a kingdom?”
“….. Greenriver Empire, yes it is true.”
It was Craven, recalling from the after effects of his chaotic memories.
It is not strange to remember Greenriver as a kingdom.
“Do you like pigs by chance?”
“I am not a food picker.”
“How about lamb meat?”
“Such as well, I did not run from him.”
“Dragon Number 1 likes pork and lamb.”
“….. Do the statues eat too?”
“Only set standard.”
“….”
“Ah, she hates fruits.”
“….”
“Don't ever give it to her. OKAY?”
Unexpectedly, Ian found a strong personality.
That's when the handover of the innocent co-operative will be over.
“Well, now, Dragon Number 1 will obey the killer….. Descendants, orders Ian Paige. Please don't be too hard even if he makes a mistake. Dragon Number 1 soft heart.”
Finally the dragon statue that is ‘Dragon Number 1’ belongs to Ian. Now, all that was left to do was drive it and explore the continent.
“Can I call it by another name?”
“No! It must be Dragon!”
“….”
It wasn't to Ian's liking, but what could he do?
There is nothing more that can be done because the creator said it should be like that.
Ian spoke after sighing.
“Naga ….. Number 1?”
“Krrrrrr....!”.
It was the sound of crying.
Of course, it's not fun.
“Can I ride on your back?”
Ian looked awkward even after saying that.
It was a very humble request to a golem.
Is it because it looks like a dragon?
It was a little difficult to talk to him easily.
“Krrrr.
After all, it was an order from a commander.
Dragon Number 1 was lowered completely to the ground.
Even its wings and tail were lowered.
Maybe, tell Ian to climb up.
‘Yeah, it must still be golem.’
The body of the Number 1 Dragon was extremely hard as expected.
It was equivalent to a well-hewn white stone.
Finally, he felt it as a golem.
“Are we going to fly?”
After Ian whispered, taking a position at the base of the Dragon's neck, Dragon Number 1 flew into the sky as if it had been waiting.
Despite flapping its wings, it is not the buoyancy of the wings that causes flight. Rather it seems more like from the effect of ‘the enhanced flight spell’ which is similar to Greenriver's Cloak. Most likely, it was a magic used by Dragon Number 1 by itself.
“Superficial.”
“Krrrrrr....!”.
Did it hear a brief admiration from Ian? The dragon started flying far, much faster. It was as if he was doing all he could to show his abilities to the new master.
“Wo Woo! Slower! Slower!”
Ian loosened Dragon Number 1 from his accelerated speed. Of course, a much faster flight was possible for Ian, but it was still surprising to fly behind another entity.
“There, from now on, let's fly at this speed.”
“Krrrr....!”
How much time has passed? Ian landed on the ground after some time getting used to the trip. Then he said, looking at Bertholdo and Craven.
“Then I will travel around the continent and back.”
“How long do you think it will take?”
“It shouldn't take long.”
Ian is confident. He was well aware of the location of the big city and could also utilize teleportation magic to minimize the travel distance.
Of course, it wouldn't be easy to perform teleportation magic with this giant Dragon Number 1, but with an unlimited ‘mana’, it might as well not be an impossible task right now.
“And this...”.
Ian took out something from the spatial pouch.
It was the ‘sutra magik’ he received from Coldwood, the crown prince.
“Ah, it's very beautiful silk.”
In an impressed tone, Bertholdo muttered as he handed the silk over. Just by looking at and touching it once, he must have instantly recognized the value of that silk.
“It was silk given to me. Looks like I finally met someone who can make something out of him.”
“Now we are in it together, what do you mean use me for as long as possible, right?”
“No, not that. If it does not please you ...”
“I'm kidding.”
Bertholdo's two eyes observed the sutra.
There seems to be some mixed emotions.
“….. Hasn't it been nearly three hundred years? The robe I gave to Mitchell Greenriver, the person who brought you here, was the last one.”
To touch silk as a tailor.
And to handle familiar needles and threads.
It was all three hundred years ago.
That feeling must be something unique to him.
“It's also blue to fit.”
Bertholdo began to examine the magic silk in earnest. They were the definite eyes of an expert craftsman. Also, there were many designs and ways to process them in his head.
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“I offer you a good trip. I'll make you a beautiful child.”
It was the answer that satisfied Ian.
He flew into the air with Dragon Number 1.
A message that only expert craftsmen can hear.
To deploy ‘command assemble’ to the whole continent.