Return of the Class 8 Mage
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The pieces of bone formed a sturdy figure.
Even Spartoi was crushed to join the other bone pieces into a formed figure.
The figure was reptilian in shape, with four legs, horns on its head, and terrifying wings and tail. It was clearly dragon-shaped.
The dragon was composed of bones, but was majestic and threatening like any other dragon.
‘Atail of dragon bones ..’
Dragon bone.
Dragons are made of bone, if it's called something.
More than anything, the name fits.
(Youth Page.)
The figure was now in the form of a complete dragon.
It no longer speaks slowly.
It doesn't seem to have Spartoi's soul.
(Do you all still want my kind of body?)
This Bone Dragon was not just a figure.
It seems to have its own identity and memory.
“Excuse?” Ian asked calmly, but in his mind, he thought of all the possibilities. He could feel his powerful strength from the start. His strength was unimaginable, even with the artifacts he had received from the craftsman master.
But most importantly…
“I can't start a fight here.”
If he were to fight such a powerful opponent, the entire area would be a ruin. That's gonna go
“I have to get us out of here first.”
There's trouble.
Where's he supposed to go?
The houses are scattered.
In every country, there are people living there.
There is hardly any land.
‘How can I distract him?’ Ian thought, and was pondering over the matter when the Bone Dragon spoke up.
That doesn't sound like it's planning to attack anytime soon.
(Are you still dissatisfied with your ugly body?) The Bone Dragon asked, and Ian heard the confidence in his voice.
‘Cove their body?’
Here's what the dragons believe – that Fran Page wants the dragon's body.
It was certain that the craftsmen had said something equivalent, unless they said he had ‘kaguman’ purely for dragons.
There is little difference between covetousness and admiring.
‘This difference is as big as the thickness of a piece of paper.’
He felt like he had to talk more with the dragon.
“I don't know what you're talking about.” said Ian calmly.
If his opponent had lived for more than a thousand years, Ian usually showed them the necessary respect.
However, this is not the right time to do so.
“I never crave your dragon body. I think this has something to do with my father, a man named Fran Page. I have never even met a magician known as the first magician.” Ian said honestly. He had seen his father use magic, but they had never met each other as father and son.
(Omong empty.) The Bone Dragon responded coldly.
I can't believe Ian's words.
(Never met him, right? Yet you enjoy the power of spells and travel back in time to rule your family? It doesn't end there. You go to the memory room and look into the memories of your ancestors and find the relics of Fran Page. All that useless trash is hanging around you. Isn't that all Fran Page's legacy?)
The dragon eyes swept Ian from top to bottom. It may refer to the artifact robes, sticks, gloves, and earrings as Fran Page's legacy.
‘This boy is like a golden dragon.’
It was even aware of Ian's family connections, like the Golden Dragon that appeared when he went to destroy Ragnar.
No. gabe. Both do not look like – they are exactly the same.
‘Did they share information about me among themselves or what?’
Somehow, every dragon Ian encountered knew about him. Except for the Dragon Monarch, who was trapped in his memories from a thousand years ago. He seems to be quite popular among them.
“Or maybe I'm someone who should be kept a distance.”
Ja. That's more likely.
However, there was a problem, and the two dragons had different purposes.
‘Golden Dragon came to warn me. He has commented on the side effects of turning back time, and the importance of keeping it. I have a feeling it's trying to protect, not destroy me. But this ..’
Unlike the Golden Dragon, there was a violent tremor from the Bone Dragon, as it had gathered an army of dragons to destroy anyone with the surname ‘Halam’. It was revealed to the human world after its plan failed.
“They all focus on me, but treat me differently.”
Ian was sure the dragon was still alive, somewhere.
Could it be that the dragon had a different opinion of him?
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
“So ..” said Ian, coming to a conclusion.
“Did you say all my options are to steal your body? Is that what you think of me? ”
(Isn't that the problem?)
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“Of course not.” Ian replied while shaking his head.
He can't believe it. The dragon was very wrong.
That's hardly fair.
“You just think as you like.”
The problem now is proving that he is innocent