strokinit Chapter 74 This world is terrible
Chapter 74 This world is terrible
Snowball flicked its tail: "Don't even think about it. You almost died last time you spat out dragon fire, and you haven't recovered yet, let alone now!"
This is also what Zag is worried about.
Putting aside the question of whether a dragon's roar could summon a dragon that already existed in the game, even if it could, it's uncertain whether the dragon named Duneville would be willing to help Zag. Moreover, Zag himself is not prepared to sacrifice his life for something whose success is uncertain.
"Wait, can I ask you something?"
While the two, one human and one Hakimi, were deep in thought, Helford finally couldn't hold back any longer. He asked blankly, "Um, what are you talking about? I know Snowball is a fairy, but what dragon, what dragon roar? And, Zag, aren't you Mordo? How can you summon a dragon? And, and have dragon servants!?"
"Even the Nine Holy Spirits wouldn't have a dragon as a servant! Those magical creatures are notoriously arrogant and would never bow their heads!"
Snowball nodded in agreement: "That's true. After the War of the Dragon Slayers, the dragons were completely defeated. They either died in battle or left. At that time, the Elf King tried to mediate and reconcile, but they all refused..."
"Uh, the dragons I know aren't from the Dawn Continent, so they're not the same as the dragons you're talking about." Zag explained to Snowball first, before answering Herford's question: "Actually, Coalball, you should have heard Snowball call me 'Dragonborn' before. Well... yes, I'm not a Norseman, I'm a 'Descendant of Dragons.' You can call me 'Dragonborn,' it's something like that."
"As for 'Dragon Shout,' it's casting magic in the language of dragons. Besides dragons themselves, dragonborn can also do this, which means I can also cast the magic used by dragons... That's roughly how you understand it!"
A true master of lies is someone who speaks the truth in every single word, but when put together, manages to steer the content towards a lie—or rather, towards a narrative that benefits themselves.
Clearly, Zag has honed this ability to its fullest potential.
"I don't understand..." Herford stared wide-eyed, his expression bewildered. "Aren't you Mrs. Marsh's son? Could it be that Mrs. Marsh is a dragon too!?"
Zag replied, "No, no, no, strictly speaking, I am not Mrs. Marsh's son. I just... just inherited everything from 'Zag.' The original 'Zag' died long ago in Cabbage Town due to severe pollution."
Seeing Helford's silly expression, Snowball couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Stupid dog!"
"Okay, okay, I really didn't expect that... I thought Snowball was joking when he called you 'Stupid Dragon'..."
Helford muttered something, bent down, lay on the ground, and fell into a state of doubt about life—no, doubt about the life of a werewolf.
"What a stupid dog!"
Helford didn't argue with Snowball. He remained silent for a while, as if accepting this shocking fact, then looked up and asked, "Since you're not 'Zag' or Mrs. Marsh's son, why... why are you taking on this role?"
"I've never heard of the Dragonborn, but... given how powerful you are, why are you still here?"
"Perhaps because..." This was a difficult question to answer, and even Zag himself didn't have a clear answer, so his tone became somewhat heavy. "Perhaps because, I also have a mother."
The atmosphere in the room fell silent for a moment.
After a while, Herford finally spoke again, asking, "Then why don't you go home? Don't you live on Dragon Island?"
"I came here by mistake from another world, and I don't live on Dragon Island," Zag replied. "Besides, my mother died a long time ago."
I'm sorry.
"It's nothing, it happened many years ago."
The conversation went off-topic again.
After a while, Zag suddenly started rambling on: "Actually, I don't know what I should do after I came here. To be honest, of course I want to try learning magic, but it's a bit difficult to make money. My original plan was to work as an alchemy apprentice to save up some money, and then rely on reselling healing slime to raise enough tuition for the Golden Palace Mage Research Institute to go to Holland, but I didn't expect to keep encountering unpleasant things..."
"I really hate cults and I hate dealing with danger. The world I live in is safe. It's impossible for something like Rosa's family to happen, and it's impossible for cults to kill people and still not be brought to justice for so long..."
"I mean, this world is terrible."
"If it weren't for Snowball... and you, this world would be a truly terrible place!"
Snowball twitched its ears and whispered, "I don't like this world either."
Helford then added, "I quite liked it before I became a werewolf."
"Forget it, let's save some money first, then figure out a way to leave Eastgate. At least Holland, as the capital of the Eternal High Kingdom, should be much safer, right? Hopefully, there aren't any more cultists there!"
As he spoke, Zag opened the manuscript that recorded "The Blazing Sun's Fire," intending to take a closer look and try to learn more.
Snowball continued trying to sell Zag the Mother Goddess Agora, to whom he was absolutely loyal: "Actually, you can really trust the Mother Goddess. Maybe She can help you, and then you can get rid of this incredibly fragile body..."
Zag felt it was necessary to reason with the hakimi.
He closed the manuscript and asked Xueqiu seriously, "If you were asked to trust a 'Dragon God' the same way you trust Agorah starting today, would you trust him?"
Snowball silently shook his head.
"That's right, I'm not a fairy, you understand, Snowball."
After Zag finished speaking, he opened the manuscript again.
Snowball and Herford didn't say anything more, and Zag gradually got into the zone. He even took out a leather notebook he had prepared beforehand and started taking notes. To avoid any mystical influence or being discovered, he specially wrote his notes in Chinese, filling several pages.
As night deepened, Snowball, who was lying to the side, let out a big yawn, and Zag suddenly realized that it was already very late, and his mind seemed to be a little muddled from studying.
It's hard to describe the feeling; it's like having stayed up for several nights in a row, and walking feels like stepping on clouds.
Having experienced fainting after using a Dragon Shout last time, Zag dared not be careless and quickly asked the encyclopedia Snowball beside him, "Snowball, why do I feel a little dizzy?"
"You've exhausted your spiritual energy; you've been studying for too long," Snowball said casually. "Don't worry, a good night's sleep will do the trick. But I suggest you don't take a shower today, lest you faint in the bathtub—I can't carry you!"
Zag rejected Snowball's suggestion without even thinking: "No, I just can't stand going to sleep without showering..."
Having finally gained the freedom to use hot water, it would be better for him to die than to have to live a life of sleeping with lice again!
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[Snowball's Rant]: I hate all humans, and creatures that look like humans!
Except for Zag... well, he's a dragonborn, not human!