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Chapter 331: Gluttony Conquered. [Release Version]
🕑 Added 2022-07-02 01:00:31 +0000 UTC<Multiple proficiency requirements fulfilled. [Solar Core Lv. 4] [White Flame Lv. 6] [Scale Manipulation Lv. 2] [Water Resistance Lv. 6] gained>
<Ability gained: [Magmakammer]>
<Acquisition requirement fulfilled. [Territory Release Lv. 1] acquired>
<Territory Release: A skill connected to the Mana Release technique. Widens the area of effect of any aura, while increasing the sturdiness of a Territory during a Territory Dispute. Upon losing a Dispute, reduces the amount of arcane corruption gained by 5% * [Territory Release Lv. N]>
“You sure had a party while I was away,” Neill commented as we both stared at the frozen battlefield in the distance, having increased in size from when Mother first set up her Territory. You could see it from Karhalenteel island, where nobody would fault you for thinking it was a faraway island.
But the moment you zoomed in, you could see how weird it looked. A castle of ice stood alone on a small island, leaving barely any space for people to walk around the premises. However, what actually stood out was the tall, oak-size ice flower looming over everything with multiple ice dinosaurs and frozen flame statues decorating the castle.
“Yeah…” I sighed deeply, shaking my head in exasperation. Seeing me slumping, Tasianna tapped my shoulders, telling me to straighten my back for her to continue combing my disheveled hair. “I didn’t think her training would be so rough… Uuurgh! I-I felt… fear.”
My body trembled as I told that to Neill, reliving the shivering cold I felt during my training with Mother. The hailstorm of her scales rained down on me on an ice island, meaning I couldn’t use my earth spells to protect myself. I had to resort to using my scales, but due to my elemental weakness, my [Draconic Barrier] didn’t last long and I was almost turned into cheese holes.
I couldn’t even melt her scales, forcing me to scurry away like my days as a small G rank gecko. But whenever I went, the freezing mist just made me feel weaker and weaker. My fight or flight response activated during training; DURING TRAINING. I was so scared I just wanted to cry. My excitement from learning from Mother just vanished. To survive I had to transform into my dragon form.
Neill gently grabbed my head and slowly pulled me to her, letting me rest on her. I looked up, only to see Neill having an empty expression. “Mothers are scary.”
“Ah! … Yeah.”
Neill seemed to be pretty used to her dragon paths. If she had to learn this from her own mother, then from how she looked, I could tell she could sympathize. I probably couldn’t fathom what she experienced. With what Cernust and Kramps told me about dragon mothers, I could start to see why they would be considered scary.
And here I thought Mother would just be a helicopter mom, but no, she’s a strict performance mom!
“Awwwwww, don’t you two look adorable together~”
“Eeek!” My body flinched, backing away from Neill as I felt chills running down my spine.
“Your Majesty, I do hope the tea was to your liking.” Ignoring what I was doing, Tasianna carried on as normal and greeted Mother.
“Delectable, as always, Tasianna. Wonderful. You have reinvigorated my love for small beverages and my elven body’s taste buds the moment we met.” Mother giggled with a satisfied face, handing Tasianna her cup with her levitating scales. After she was done talking with Tasianna about tea, she turned over to Neill and me. “I am happy to see the both of you enjoying each other’s company so much. Family is everything, after all.”
“Family is everything,” Neill repeated with a wry smile while I just nodded my head.
“Hmm? Is something wrong? The both of you are acting too stiff for young scales.” Mother approached me, causing me to shrink a bit from the trauma I experienced. “H-Hestia?! H-Hey, don’t do that to your own mother! Why are you so scared?!”
Mother’s modified reaction made me feel guilty over what I did. It wasn’t on purpose, just a reflex!
“C-Come on, you know exactly what’s up! What sort of training was that supposed to be?! I was scared for my own life!” I shouted, incredulously Mother was so nonchalant about it. “Dragon abilities?! Nordor abilities?! No! You tried to freeze me into a popsicle! You know I’m weak to ice, so why did you move your silver dust around like a blizzard!”
“Hmm? Is that all?” Mother tilted her head, seemingly unimpressed by the horror I felt. “You might be overreacting, Hestia. It was light exercise. Look. Your master seems fine.”
She then pointed at Master Kush, who was currently talking with Rita about being a blessed. His blue priest robes were completely in tatters, nearly ripped apart to the point where he was exposing the armor he was wearing underneath it.
“Hmm, yes, communicating with a god is not something to be trifled with at all. It is wisdom, but at the same time, it is an uncomfortable noise in your mind. Very hard to decipher, but as a Saint, that is my duty,” Master spoke of his experience as a Saint. “Sir Themrayn has much experience and my apprentice can speak with the gods almost fluently. Ha ha ha ha, I can tell you, I would have enough material to write a whole book about it if I only had the time.”
The dryad jumped out, overly excited by all that she was hearing. “Rita would like to know more! I mean, I want to know more, Saint Kushlek’zar! During my time, I haven’t had the chance to speak with any blessed! How the world has changed!”
“Hmm? Changed? ‘Your time?’ Aren’t you a human?” Master frowned as he stared at Rita’s human disguise. We hadn’t told him Rita was using [Humanize].
“See?” Mother smiled, content with the situation. “He’s fine. What an interesting scalekin.”
“Urgh…” I groaned, before giving up on the topic, pointing at Tasianna to continue correct my messed-up hair.
In response, Mother gave me a slightly worried look. “My whelpling, please, training as a dragon isn’t exactly easy. Fighting is the best way to gain experience, not only from a System standpoint, but also from a combat point of view. Practice is there to help you solidify your foundation.”
“She’s right, you know?” Neill agreed, looking slightly reluctant to admit it though. “Dragonkins are forces of nature, so fighting between each other would reflect that. It’s even worse when we start releasing our mana to create a Territory to fight within. Learning how to wield my dragon paths wasn’t a cakewalk, especially when my own mom had some high expectations for me. You need to toughen up, Sis.”
“… Urgh, right.” I slapped my cheeks, reminding myself of my days with my dance trainer and the whole thing about setting a foundation for myself. “Well, at least, it gave me a few ideas on what to do with my scales outside of having them explode everywhere.”
“Right.” Mother nodded, happy to see me alright again. “But don’t overwhelm yourself too much, alright? You have a concert on LightDay. You will have plenty of time to improve.”
Right, we’re dragons. As much as our enemies are looming over our heads right now, I have a long lifespan to master everything I need. Then again, kinda wished I would master things faster, like my good ol’ Belzac days.
“Yup!” Neill smacked my back, almost sending me falling onto my face. “Being a dragon is more than just spewing out fire and shooting out elemental mana. At least, for us from the more tougher lineages. Nordoramsul is all about scale and powder manipulation with their ice, and mine — Gueillxar — use the dragon paths in conjunction with our specialized jagged horn.”
Well, in my case, it would be using my explosive scale-dust. I was a mutant Nordor-Kargryxmor dragon.
“Buuuuuuut, we are also Kargryxmors, and our specialty lies with our black flame and unique [Battle Frenzy].” Neill pointed at the center at a spot on the beach. “Come on, we barely have any time to really train with the tournament schedules. At least, get [Battle Frenzy], Sis. Tasianna, bring the twins. I don’t want a repeat like last time. Might as well use your ‘new’ public image to use.”
Sis was a bit peeved I exposed my dragon identity to everybody in the arena. Even Sis, who loved attention, never, ever explicitly confirmed her dragon heritage. She went by Gueillxar in her adulthood pilgrimage, which despite being an SSS rank kirin was pretty much unknown within human lands.
And ‘cause of this, she gave me a big lecture on how the adulthood pilgrimage worked. While it was only a recommendation, dragonkins weren’t supposed to expose themselves. As Cernust and Yorshka mentioned, if this information were to spread, it would only attract reckless dragon slayers, seeking fame by slaying one of the most ferocious monsters of this world.
Not like I had to follow it nor could I help it, really. I was an idol, after all. My goal was to seek the spotlight, even if I were to bring problems to me. Not like I could stop that part, since the demonkins already knew about me. They already tried sending some dragonslayers at me.
Eh, it happened already.
In any case, as our group — minus Tasianna who went to get the twins and Rajah — waited on the beach, we suddenly got a visit from Renee and Jethro.
“Oh, hey, Renee! How was your match?” I haven’t asked Neill about Renee’s match yet, but considering Neill wasn’t complaining about it, she probably won.
“A win. Alistar trained him well enough, but he still needed more time.” Renee didn’t sound exhausted, then again, her match was the fourth of the day so she had plenty of time to chill.
Speaking of matches, the two mages from yesterday, Naemon and Joek, Alistar, and Larent had their matches today, too. Upon asking Renee if these acquaintances of ours had won, she confirmed it. In fact, tomorrow, she would have to duel against Joek.
“Sir Alistar performed well for one so young in his position, but I have my suspicion Sir Larent is still the favorite of this tournament. As hard as it is to admit, he put Yeos to shame by defeating one of our lords within three blinks.” Jethro, leader of the warrior priests of Yeostar, shook his head in shame.
“Favorite? Him?” While Jetro felt sad ‘cause it was hard for his country’s champion, Neill didn’t understand this, and instead, took it as a challenge. “Heard what is happening from Hestia. If you need somebody to win, then don’t worry old man, the real favorite of this tournament stands right before you.”
Writing me off right in front of me? Wow.
“You? … Right, you are this young knight’s friend, correct? You’ve been coming over to the island recently with Princess Hestia.” Jethro squinted his eyes, glaring at Neill as if she was somebody worth suspecting.
Neill nodded.
“Right… My apologies if I don’t believe you, but ‘Auegor’s Blade’ is a monster I do not believe anybody can contest. The man is a candidate to become a sword saint.”
“Your lack of confidence in me is rather insulting, old man. Hmph. Once again, showing is better than bragging about it.” Neill turned away from Jethro, ignoring him after their interaction. Instead of becoming agitated by her attitude, Jethro approached me with a grimace whether he was annoyed or exasperated by my sister’s behavior.
“Can I trust you would tell me if you had any more… relatives around?” Just like the Evidian mages from yesterday, it seemed Jethro was suspicious.
I had thought he had softened up a bit to me, but I seemed he was still rather apprehensive of my presence. “We don’t have a good enough relationship, Sir Jethro. I don’t need to tell you anything when it comes to my family or not. Shouldn’t you be more concerned about if I am doing my job correctly after I announced everything yesterday?
“That is why I am questioning you! If that… dragonewt is also part of your family, I need to know as one of Yeos’s military advisors!” Jethro continued arguing, making literally no sense to me. “What you did yesterday was maddening! Must you seriously place a target on yourself like that? If you wanted to be so brazen, then why didn’t you accept the invitation yesterday to join the noble banquet? The five princes wanted to meet you.”
This man really grinds me gear. If only I wasn’t a good girl…
I sighed. “First, this plan of mine was not only approved by Princess Anasthasia, but also Duke Alberstien! Prince Markval also had no problems with it, so why are you complaining? Just because you were left out? If you want to confront someone, go to them!”
Economical and cultural advancements over military, in my opinion. Princess Anasthasia was trying to bring her country out of a recession, to bring in more money, so using my status to attract people into Elyonda was the plan. With the other five princes of the Divide around, it was also the perfect time to have them send in more envoys.
“Second, painting a target on my back is exactly what my role should be! My official duty is that of a Champion of the Goddess, and I am doing exactly why I came here for: to protect the blood. At the same time, as the first Idol of the Goddess, I am also around to rally people up. Isn’t that the main function of this festival? Bring up people’s mood after the death of Sir Royce and your former ruling prince?”
“And I assure you, you have my thanks for caring this much for my country, but how you did it is an outrage!” he shouted, looking like a tomato. “I have heard from Sir Alistar what you had done. I thank you for intercepting them, yes, but if some grimy goblins and orcs are planning to attack the city, then why are you trying to bring more people to the festival? There will be more civilians to account for. The common folk! Us nobles and the military are responsible for their survival, and what you are doing is endangering them!”
I was shocked to hear this man actually caring so much for commoners. He didn’t strike me as somebody who would care for anything but his pride and faith.
Noticing my astonishment, Jethro's face softened up a bit at the misunderstanding. “I am not a knight, no, but knights are there to protect their country, which includes the people. It is an interpretation of Yeostar’s teaching, but even I am not so single-minded that I only care for war. Without farmers and bountiful land, an army cannot be made.”
Even if I disliked how he talked about me, I had to give him some respect for that statement. “… Then you should probably start listening to your niece, then. Princess Anasthasia also cares for her country, but I have been told by her how you and many other of the lords just disregard her purely because she is a woman.”
“Her plan with you is endangering people! Not only our commoners, but also the envoys from the other principalities! If this is that naive girl’s idea, then it shows she lacks the qualifications to be a minister.”
“She cares about the country as much as you do. However, Davi is needed to keep it running. Instead of only thinking about building up your military strength and finding vengeance for your brother, might I suggest you also take care of your coffers? Or maybe the borders? You, Duke Alberstien, and Princess Anasthasia. Your squabbles don't help the land’s unity.”
“… Hmm. There is… wisdom in what you said.” Jethro stroked his bead, taking my suggestion actually seriously. “But, what about the increased influx of merchants and visitors? I have already heard news that merchants are sending out news about you. More people will arrive in Elyonda through the Gleislain river boat on Lightday. What would you do if those damnable orcs or whatever mercenaries the demonkins hired attacked us then?”
“I have ways to save them all. Besides, don’t you have the arena?”
“In an emergency or siege, protocols indicate all members of the royal family or foreign envoys to move to God Yeostar’s arena for safety with the dungeon’s System. The commoners move to the temple for safety.” Jethro then shook his head, sighing. “By the Goddess, I hope you have a method to save them. Their blood will be on your hands if you fail.”
And with that, Jethro told me he had to go to continue the fortification of the city and island, taking the grimgarian threat quite seriously.
Yes, blame everything on me. All my fault, yeah right… Your warrior priest is irritating, God Yeostar.
<Your patience is worthy of a saintess, Hestia. Please, don’t lose that heart of yours.>
I would rather smack that old prick in the face…
“Does he know you?” Once Jethro was gone, Renee came over to speak with me.
“Never met him when I was a child. My father warned me to not reveal myself in his presence, if I wanted his respect.” Renee let out a small sigh through her helmet, probably as exhausted with all this ridiculousness as I was. “He was wondering why I wasn’t officially knighted, so I just told him I was away, in the Empire. Only returning home after the news of Sir Royce’s death arrived.”
It really seemed like I wouldn't ever get along with that man. He was too misogynist for me to ever get a proper discussion with him before some of his animosity appeared. It sucked that I had to work with him, but that was how it worked. Hitting him would be pure vindication, but it would only worsen things between us.
“Good luck making this country actually adapt to the other kingdoms.”
“It will be a long road, but it will happen. I am sure of it.” But her sour mood instantly turned around the moment the discussion ended and turned to me. “Well, don’t let me interrupt you any further. As a Champion of the Goddess, you better start getting stronger, Lady Priestess. When I become God Yeostar’s Champion, I would be honored to fight by your side.”
“Ehehe…”
I thought Renee would be mad that I kept my blessed status from her, but she was more elated to hear about it. Purely ‘cause it made sure she didn’t have to persuade me to participate in the war against the demonkins, as that was my duty to Aurena. Talk about a troublesome woman.
After Tasianna returned with the twins, we went over to Neill who was waiting for me. While the twins got ready to stop my rampage, I sat down at the spot Neill wanted while she took the one opposite to me. Telling me to breathe in deeply, she then began repeating what she told me on the weekend.
“Remember what I told you. Gluttony is about surviving, a reason to drive you forward. However, it cannot be something you want, like attention or strength, but a need. Something inside you that motivates you, drives you forward with everything,” Neill lectured me. “What is your sloth?”
“To me, my sloth is to assure the happiness of myself, which includes my friend’s happiness,” I answered.
“That is your foundation. Good. You already have sloth to keep your [Battle Frenzy] in check, but with Gluttony, you need something that symbolizes your continued effort. You need it to survive.” Neill’s face tensed up, looking at me seriously. “You had a pretty bad reaction last time. We should be able to contain it now. So, just think back. What is it that you need in your life?”
I closed my eyes. My mind wandered to last DarkDay when we were in the carriage towards Renee’s homestead. What was the trigger to my rage?
Solitude.
“Mhrm.”
Pain. My chest felt heavy, as if something was trying to burst out of it. The mere thought of being alone caused my heart to act up, pumping my blood faster through my body. This feeling was undoubtedly [Battle Frenzy].
“You’re heating up,” I heard Neill’s voice inform me. I could feel my body heating up, yes. “I don’t want this to repeat again, so take a breather. Compose yourself.”
I did as she wanted and opened my eyes, stopping the meditation. Once again, I was meeting an early obstacle compared to the sloth phase. What was I doing wrong?
“I don’t understand this. Why can’t I calm myself down! The moment I think of the word ‘Solitude,’ my body just starts to act up!”
Neill shrugged, not knowing how to answer. “Because it’s all our blood’s fault. I can’t give you a more concrete answer there, Sis. There is nothing logical about emotions and so on, and that is especially the case when we dragons usually act on our instincts.”
“This is only the second phase but there is already this much of an issue.” Tasianna worried for me and my path forward. “Mhmm, I knew it would be hard to master [Battle Frenzy], but if every stage becomes harder and harder, then this might take more than a year, Lady Hestia. It’s already been three weeks since you started the Gluttony phase.”
“Hmm.” Mother looked pensively. “Why not ask Kargryxmor for help in this matter? Although, if you were to ask my opinion on the subject, is ‘Solitude’ really your need, my dear? I couldn’t fathom any dragon actually thinking solitude being a need. More like a want.”
“No, Mother, I meant, I don’t want to be alone. I-I-Ahhh!” I clapped my cheeks, feeling embarrassed from all of this. The heat of the sun wasn’t helping as I could feel my head warming up. “I don’t want to lose anybody, but what I mean by solitude is that I don’t think I can survive or even think probably if I were to be completely alone. Just thinking about losing people, or Eshe, just not having these people in my life again pains me. It feels so weird that in 100 years, I won’t be able to meet certain people again.”
“Mhmm. The end is inevitable for us humans…” Renee stated without any hesitation. “I knew the day I chose the life of a knight, I would die on the battlefield. Even if I were to survive and retire, time will pass and I will leave behind my love ones.”
“Hmm, that curse of us long-living races.” Mother’s eyes shrunk, showing hints of sadness as she continued. “But, my dear daughter, as I said when we met in Griffonpeak, you have me. You have Tasianna. You probably will also have Saori, I guess. You will have your family and also your dragonkin retainers, as our lifespan is long.”
“But Ellaine and Grimnir, not to mention Tatsuya and the others… Regardless of those I will still have, I will have to say goodbye to others.”
Just the thought of this was starting for me to act up. Signs of [Battle Frenzy] were showing as my tail kept shaking around uncontrollably, my fingers rubbing against each other, and how I was biting my lips. The twins immediately sprayed cold air at me, causing me to yelp and pushing any anxiousness I felt back in my mind, too preoccupied with warming my body up.
Even with all of this, I can’t seem to unlock it. Why?
Talking about the cost of time felt really awkward and was a big downer for me. I didn’t want to continue talking about it, making it harder and harder for me to keep my cool. I felt impatient, forgetting I was a dragon who had plenty of time on her hands. And it was during this time that Kramps finally talked with me.
<Think positively. A sin is about what you desire, not about what you fear.>
Desire? Fear?
“… Hold on.”
“Hmm? Did you figure something out?” Neill asked, but I ignored her, too focused on that train of thought.
Wasn’t Mother correct? Unless it’s some dragon who just can’t live in the presence of others, it would be kinda weird if a dragon would have solitude as a ‘need.’ It would be more like a want, because they want to be alone.
But even then, it doesn’t make sense to me. This would be a want, but I don’t want to be alone. But, that is exactly the point though. I don’t want to be alone. I couldn't live being all alone, with none of my friends next to me. I want this [Battle Frenzy] to protect them. To assure their happiness, so I could be slothful and content with life.
But… fear? Desire? Maybe… Maybe I was thinking of this in the wrong way? I don’t need to be not alone, I need to have—
“Haaaaaaap!” I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, cooling my lungs with the fresh sea air. I allowed my mind to concentrate on a single word.
— companionship. No! Not just that. To not be alone, I need friends. No, I already went over this. To not be specific. I need something far more simple than that. I need—
— relations.
That’s right, whether good or bad, whether love or hate, whether new or old. What I needed in my life were people. It didn’t matter if they were my friends or best friends, it could also be a simple acquaintance or even a fan I met once in my life. The opposite of solitude was relationships.
I need relationships. I can’t live without them.
“Urrrrk! Krriiiiiiek! KRAAAAAAK!” My eyes opened up as I felt a surging pain from my chest, falling forward. I grabbed my chest where my heart was, noticing it was pounding against my ribcage like a drum.
[““Mistress!””] The twins shouted in my head as they prepared to release ice breaths at me.
“No, stop! Haargh!” However, their cold winds were immediately stopped as Neill stomped the ground, sending dragon paths out which released lightning bolts out.
“L-Lady?! What are you doing!” Tasianna cried out as I continued groaning in pain.
“Fargryneill, what are you doing with your sister?!” Even Renee was chiming in.
“No, we can’t stop her now! Melloxtressa, you should be able to feel it! That feeling! Yes, you fought with Father, you should know how the surge of power feels! This is it!”
“You… No, you’re right. Shaytierus. Bethlieranha. Tasianna. Stop!” Mother calmly assessed the situation before agreeing with Neill, stopping the cold winds sapping my strength away. “Continue!”
“Hestia! Can you listen to me?” I nodded, despite being in agony here. It felt like my heart was burning, only for my sun core to regulate it before it could burst. “Good! Then this is what we are looking for! What is your need? Tell me now!”
“KrraAAK! I-Iiiiieek! I need to protect my relationships! I don’t care who! Without having any relationships in my life, I dunno- Arck! I dunno if I can live all alone! I need to protect all my relationships to protect the happiness of my friends!” I forced everything out, shouting everything I could.
“ ‘Kriffiek kllk gaaung!’” Mother suddenly growled.
“ ‘Kriffiek kllk gaaung!’ That is ‘I will protect my relationship’ in draconic! That is your wish made true, to open up your blood! Remember what your foundation is as you release this power!”
“To protect the happiness of my friends!” I told out loud, unable to control this pain even with [Absolute Pain Nullification]. It felt like my soul was screaming.
“Repeat after me! Kriffiek kllk gaaung! Kriffiek kllk gaaung!”
“Kriffiek kllk- Ung! Gaaung! Kriffiek kllk gaaung! Urk!”
<[Battle Frenzy (Minor)] inflicted on [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]>
“Kraaaaaak!” A surge of flames — crimson, purple, and white — burst out of me with a handful of my scale-dust, prompting everybody to make space for me by jumping away.
<Descendant of the Black Tyrant Kargryxmor, you have continued your path towards the inner peace of your blood. The seven paths of transcendence await you onwards on exalted wings. The path of Gluttony has been fulfilled. Paths unlocked: 2/7>
<With the trigger for your heart and blood achieved, you are now able to control [Battle Frenzy (Minor)]>
<Restriction on additional effects of [Bearer of Kargryxmor’s Blood] has been fully lifted. Title linking effects will activate once [Battle Frenzy] is activated. Strength taken from titles is determined by the stage of [Battle Frenzy].>
<[Bearer of Kargryxmor’s Blood] has integrated certain abilities from Titles: [The Light], [Divine Inferno]. Seeking permission for activation… Individual [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor] has usurped control over [The Light] and [Divine Inferno]. Permission automatically granted>
<[Hestia’s Retainer] has links for certain abilities from Titles: [Ambassador of Grim], [Moonlight Guider]. Seeking permission for activation… Individual [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor] has usurped ownership over [Ambassador of Grim] and [Moonlight Guider]. Permission automatically granted… Effects not activated. Necessary amount of power to activate not currently available from titles to harvest. Canceling title linking>
“Arck… Haaaaa.”
The heat… it was gone. The raging fire in my body was still burning brightly, but felt more controlled, as if it was contained by my will alone. My heart was still beating like crazy, but I felt calmer, although not at peace. I felt… a want to fight. To hunt. Or to test myself.
I looked down, noticing my three colored flames swirling around me as if I had [Symphonie des Feuergottes] on. But what surprised me more was the color of my scales, having brightened up from my usual crimson color to a more bright, yellowish red. Maybe it could be described as blond?
‘Hey, hey, Original Mind! Your hair!’ Manager Mind pointed my attention to my hair falling in my vision, only to notice I had some white stands mixed in my crimson hair.
“It… White. Isn’t this what it looked like when I had Major on during that fight?” I was thinking of my berserker moment where I avenged Eshe’s death against the demonkin who murdered her.
“Sis!”
“My whelpling!”
“Huh? Woah?!” Mother and Neill tackled me onto the ground, ramming my poor wings on the rather hard sandy beach. Without allowing me to complain to them, both hugged me like crazy.
“I knew it! You make big sis proud, little H! Hahaha! Awesome! Welcome to the family!”
“You did it! You don’t know how proud I am, Hestia! You did it, you made your first step towards your lineage! Perfect, with power like your father, we can increase the necessary training to help you get stronger.”
“Eeeek! No!” Overwhelmed by fear of Mother’s training, I used an opening in their hugs to slip right out of their embrace. Which was where I noticed how light my body felt, almost as if it was weightless.
“Hmm?” Neill smirked as I was astonished at this fact. “Don’t get too drunk on power, alright, Sis? [Battle Frenzy] increases our stats by a bit but what’s more important is that it accentuates our draconic powers.”
<Battle Frenzy: The battle will of the Black Tyrant Dragon Kargryxmor coursing through his descendant’s blood, tamed by the dragon to release the full potential of the Black Tyrant’s spawn. When activated, depending on the stage, stats and resource regeneration will increase>
I checked my profile, noticing a 10% increase in all my stats outside of Health, Mana, and Stamina. It was similar to the description Ellaine’s armor had, only that it didn’t mention the “full potential” part.
“What do you mean by ‘accentuate?’” I asked her, wanting to learn more.
“In my case, it would be my ability to perceive mana more easily and control them even through the air. What’s more, it helps me focus them around my body and release them in more focused attacks,” she explained. “Which means, it will affect your speciality. In this case — your scale-dust. And, well, whatever else but honestly, only you can answer that, my aging little kid sister. Can’t believe you would have grey hair at this age, hehe.”
“Oi!” I wanted to complain at Neill, but before I could, a loud thud appeared from nowhere, drawing my head to the side.
“Then, allow me to help you discern them, Champion of Aurena.”
It was Tehmrayn.
“I wish to see the power of a Kargyrxmor. Release your Territory. Show me your might.”
… Verdammt.
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