Return of the Class 8 Mage
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“Did you hear the rumors?”

“White dragon?”

“Eh? Yes I know?”

“Ya, I definitely know.”

“That rumor has been spreading for a while.”

“Everyone talks about it wherever you go?”

In the last few months.

A new rumor has become the talk of the town.

That's about ‘naga white’ rumors.

“Many people claim to have seen it directly.”

“Stay, no one says it around here?”

“According to the traders, come to the city..”.

It was in alehouse at ‘Roharam’, the royal capital of Roe

That was when the topic of gossip was being exchanged.

“Krrrrrung-!”

From outside the alehouse, to be exact, from the distant sky, a strange metallic sound was heard. Although it was uncertain, it seemed to be the sound of an animal.

“What, what is it?”

“It doesn't sound like a human..”.

“….. Could it?”

Both fearful and curious, the gossipers, inside the alehouse, just kept looking at each other. After gathering all the courage they could, they walked out of the alehouse. Could it be the appearance of ‘naga white’, the topic of rumors?

“There.....!”.

“Dragon....?”.

“Is it really a dragon?”

“What, what is...”.

“That's impossible....”.

The citizens of Roharam were already on the road, looking towards the sky. Everyone was stunned as they pointed at something in the sky, which resembled ‘naga white’, the topic of that rumor. It was the exact same dragon image that people understood in general.

“Krrrrrr.....!”.

The giant white dragon hovered above the sky of Roe Principality's capital, Roharam. It moved evenly as if to show its existence and awesomeness to a weak little human.

“This should be enough.”

“Krrrrreung...!”.

The base of his neck could not be seen by people.

From there, a man's voice sounded.

It was Ian, who used invisible magic.

“This should be enough for them to start talking about this.”

Along with ‘Dragon Number 1’, Ian traveled extensively around major cities and continental territories, consisting of the Roe Kingdom, Coldwood Empire and Greenriver Empire.

Of course, he did not forget to go to the Great Eastern Plains and other non-territorial major cities, which were unreachable by imperial influence. Carefully, he flew to any area where there were people to start rumors.

“Come back. The Island Knocking. ”

“Krung!”

Ian and Dragon Number 1 completed the journey around the continent as planned. They returned to Knocking Island, where the skilled craftsmen gathered. Perhaps, some expert craftsmen had arrived after hearing the rumors earlier.

***

“Three of them have arrived?”

“Iya. They returned earlier than expected.”

Is it because of a relaxing trip home?

Surprising news awaits Ian.

He was just hoping to see, maybe one or two of them would come back.

However, the three expert craftsmen had returned.

“The remaining three friends have not returned, but at this rate, won't they be back soon? Indeed, it was the strategy of the one, deserving of being a descendant of Fran. ”

Bertholdo's continence had brightened after seeing his friends in a while. Even her pale face seemed to recover her shade. Of course, it was only in the mind because the pallor did not change.

“Alright, let me introduce them to you first.”

The three expert craftsmen, including Bertholdo and Craven, all have unique and individual characteristics that set them apart. From race to gender, appearance and body shape, nothing is the same. The only common characteristic is the fact that they all have rare black hair.

“First, this woman's name is Halia, an expert blacksmith.”

“Women? What is full of BS. What was this old man talking about something that happened several hundred years ago. Have you gone crazy paired with Craven?”

Bertholdo had introduced a black-haired woman first. From the outer appearance alone, he was no more than in his early twenties, but he was also one of the selected expert craftsmen who had lived many times. His tone was not at all unusual.

“Quite pleasantries. I heard that you are the descendant of that man? I've heard of you. Ian Paige, the great wizard of Greenriver. I'm wondering if you're related or not because you have the same last name. ”

He said that he had given up everything and went to the dwarf underground city and focused on the work of the blacksmith. Is that why? His tone was very rude. Based on his reputation, the dwarves were known to be grumpy…..

“Please forgive him because he is a rude person to start.”

Bertholdo whispered into Ian's ear.

Well, he was probably born with that style of speech.

“It is an honor for me to meet you. I'm Ian Paige.”

“Honor, what a BS. Just kill me quickly, yeah. ”

“I'll try.”

Ian did not dispute it. With a smile, he even extended his hand to shake hands. Although his movements were rejected, he did not lose his smile. It was a sign that everything was okay. He had lived for a very long time, unable to die, so what if his speech was a bit rude?

‘The important thing is the artifact.’

Moreover, he was one of the expert craftsmen, who would give him one of the remaining artifacts. He had the intention to forgive her harsh remarks, even if she cursed him on her face. At least until he gets what he wants.

“And here comes the jeweler...”.

“I Denis.”

Dennis, the jeweler, who had dark circles as if he were dressing up, quickly introduced himself. Then he went to the private area and just looked up at the sky. He is a quiet man who is very quiet.

“He is basically a quiet person, hopefully you can understand...”.

“It's not a hassle. No need to apologize.”

Ian let it pass with kindness.

A person may have a closed personality.

It makes sense to be a little unfriendly.

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“Yes, it's possible.”

“Thank you. Ah, and lastly...”.

“It's nice to meet you! I'm Jerbio. I was a carpenter, but now I try to do everything that can be done with wood. Build a house, build a boat, a table. Ah by the way, I developed a log for fire that would last ten times longer than a regular log.

Jerbio who introduced himself as a carpenter greatly impressed Ian. He had a much greater physique than Oliver and even the sailor Pilten Pier. Without exaggerating, his fist was as big as Ian's head. It made him wonder if he had a gigantic bloodline.

“In this era, I plan to get into new business using this fire log, how do you think about this, descendant? If some support can be provided from the Greenriver side this time, I can definitely..”.