Chapter 343: Chapter 343: The Sincerity of the Tower of Ti
Chapter 343: The Sincerity of the Tower of Ti
Cassius took a few slow steps forward, his nacing dragon face showing a hint of anger. Flas flickered in his pale golden pupils, and wisps of sulfurous white smoke seeped from between his teeth.
"So... this is how your Tower of Ti expresses sincerity?"
"Allowing a ti mage to beco a so-called ’dragon slayer’ and recklessly standing in my way?"
"My sincerest apologies, Your Majesty Cassius."
Despite the red dragon’s aggressive deanor, Talin Archimonde maintained his respectful posture.
The ti dragon even slightly lowered his head, gracefully bending his neck as a gesture of apology.
"This was not our arrangent but a coincidence of fate. On behalf of the Tower of Ti, I extend my apologies for Klein’s rude intrusion."
"The future is not easily altered, and Klein still has his own role to play in it—a fact you likely understand yourself. You will not kill him."
Cassius narrowed his eyes, coldly staring down at the human on the ground, his gaze suddenly turning fierce.
"What if... I insist on killing him?"
Imdiately, an almost tangible dragon’s might spread across the area. A bloody sense of nace filled the air, as though countless dragons roared in the void, making the entire space freeze.
"Lord, Lord, save !"
"He truly intends to kill !"
Klein was utterly terrified, writhing and crawling on the ground to reach the feet of his ally.
The ti dragon quickly stepped forward, preventing the red dragon from acting rashly. "Your Majesty Cassius, there’s no need for further tests. We will provide the proper compensation."
The oppressive dragon’s might vanished, and the suffocating atmosphere of slaughter dissipated, leaving Klein feeling the relief of narrowly escaping death.
Cassius’s lips curled into a ferocious grin. "Very well."
"But I hope to see the sincerity of the Tower of Ti. After all, this is the life of a legendary mage we’re discussing. Its price should be considerable."
"You will be satisfied," Talin Archimonde replied gravely.
The surrounding space suddenly distorted. A delicate scroll and a crest engraved with a clock tower appeared before him. Both items glowed with iridescent patterns, like the tides of ti flowing over their surfaces.
"This is a scroll of the ninth-tier spell [Ti Stop], personally inscribed by an ancient ti dragon. It is nothing like the flawed versions created by humans."
"And this is the crest of the Tower of Ti. By focusing your will on it, you can summon the aid of a ti dragon and any reasonable assistance from the Tower of Ti."
"Not enough. Far from enough."
"A ninth-tier spell and an empty promise? That’s insufficient to exchange for the life of a legendary mage."
Cassius glanced at the floating items, shook his head slightly, and spoke calmly.
The ti dragon seed to have anticipated this. He extended his right claw, and an invisible force acted upon Klein.
Imdiately, a golden pocket watch flew out from Klein’s robes. Klein instinctively reached out to grab it.
"No, my watch—"
But upon seeing Cassius’s threatening gaze, Klein reluctantly withdrew his hand, his face filled with anguish and regret.
"It is now yours," Talin Archimonde declared.
Cassius used force-field magic to suspend the golden pocket watch in midair.
"Tick, tick, tick..."
The watch’s hands continued to move rhythmically, producing a crisp sound. The dial was etched with intricate magical circuits, still glowing with the iridescent patterns of flowing ti.
[You have obtained a legendary item—[Ti Pocket Watch].]
[Ti Pocket Watch]
Quality: Legendary
Creator: Roald Stefanovich
Description: The ancient ti dragon Roald collected ti-related artifacts, from ordinary sundials to intricate pocket watches and bizarre chanical water clocks. Over countless ages, these items, abandoned and reclaid repeatedly, absorbed the power of ti to beco invaluable treasures.
"You say I abandoned my treasures? No, to mortals, they rely appear lost. One day, they always return to . Except perhaps this watch."—Roald Stefanovich
Effects:
[Ti Stop]—Once per day
[Eternal Stasis]—Once per day
[Breath of Temporal Power]: You possess a fragnt of a ti dragon’s power, making you highly resistant to ti-based spells.
[Ti Stop]
Ninth-tier transmutation spell
Accelerates your own temporal flow, allowing your actions to occur so rapidly they seem instantaneous. The environnt appears frozen for the spell’s duration.
[Eternal Stasis]
Eighth-tier transmutation spell
Puts an unresisting creature into a suspended animation state. Ti around it freezes, halting all bodily functions without causing harm.
Cassius nodded in satisfaction but, after a mont’s thought, asked again, "Is the Tower of Ti always so miserly?"
"Still not enough."
"If I killed that mage, this pocket watch would still be mine. Your Tower of Ti has offered nothing extra."
"..."
The ti dragon appeared sowhat numb, montarily unsure how to respond.
He looked at Cassius, then cast a sharp glance at Klein, and finally, with evident reluctance, spoke: "Of course not..."
"Six hundred thousand gold coins. They will be delivered to your palace in ten days. We ask that you temporarily lift the anti-magic field around your domain at that ti."
Storing the valuable items, Cassius nodded in satisfaction, shaking his wings as he did so.
"Now that’s more like it. I see a glimr of sincerity from you, though..."
"Your Majesty Cassius, the Tower of Ti is exceedingly busy and has many matters to attend to. We shall not disturb you further. Farewell!"
Before he could finish, Talin Archimonde hurriedly uttered his farewell, taking Klein with him as they fled the scene as fast as they could.
"Tsk, I wasn’t done talking yet."
"As expected, even the legendary ti dragon is still just a dragon, retaining the innate stinginess of its kind."
Cassius made no move to stop them, quietly standing in place and watching the faint distortion of space caused by their teleportation spell.
"The future..."
"From the ti dragon’s behavior, my future doesn’t seem entirely bleak."
"But... is the so-called future truly immutable? If that were the case, how did a ’fate-defier’ like
end up here?"
His pale golden eyes flickered subtly as if lost in thought.
"Roar..."
After a brief mont, the red dragon let out a low growl, roughly tearing apart the space before him with his claws to create a fla-encircled portal. He folded his wings and dived in headfirst.
His kingdom awaited his return.
Compared to the distant, hazy unknowns of the future, Cassius was far more concerned with the imdiate, tangible benefits before him.
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