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Drake looked down for a mont, closing his eyes and opening them again as he thought about what he saw.
This dragon had not only been living among mortals but had also been raising children and looking forward to helping them survive so they could reach a brighter future.
She was spending her ti and energy on them, fully knowing that their lives were fleeting compared to her own.
"I see, so this is the kind of person you are, Celene... I suppose this is why the other dragons were quite fond of you..."
Drake knew she wasn’t quite fit for battle, and this was probably why she didn’t live among her kind either.
Bringing her along to war, or even worse, forcing her, was not his style...
"I should pay her a visit."
One of his slis was already there, quickly taking the form of his Dragonoid body and knocking on the door.
"Yes? W-Who is it?"
Celene slowly opened the door, her eyes widening as she gasped once she saw Drake.
"Greetings, my na is Drake, I am the new Dragon King. You must be Celene, a Moonlight Dragon, right? I-"
BAAM!
However, the door quickly closed in front of his face as Celene didn’t even say another word. She didn’t even want to talk to him.
"Eh? Hello? Um, miss Celene? I really need your help right now..."
Drake gently knocked on the door, asking her to co out... The children beca worried, so walking toward her as Celene sat on the floor, grabbing her legs tightly while looking desperate.
"Big sis, what’s wrong?"
"Who was that man?"
"He sure loves knocking at the door..."
"Celene? Please, Celene, I don’t want to force you into any battle. I see you’re a dragon that loves mortals. I do as well. I made a family with them too!" Drake said. "So please believe ... I unlock power from bloodlines and... I need a bit of your blood, I really do... the world is at peril, and I need this power to help save it..."
There was only silence, but then the door slowly opened, only very slightly.
And Celene appeared on the other side.
"Please... once you’re done, leave alone... For the ti being, I don’t want to get involved with dragons... not again..."
"Uh? What... What happened?"
Drake was confused and curious about what could have driven Celene to act like this.
"It’s not sothing I would like to talk about with a stranger..." she sighed.
"A stranger..." Drake felt a little hurt. "I guess we are indeed strangers... I’m sorry for coming out of nowhere. I can tell you’re living your own life here, and I don’t want to disturb it... By any chance, have you not kept yourself updated about what’s going on inside the Draconic Records?"
"I haven’t gone there in a hundred years," Celene said. "I have no interest in speaking with them. They live a different life than I do... most of them are dead too... Until the day I die, I don’t think I will return."
"I see..." Drake nodded. "Alright, I don’t want to ask you more things and make you uncomfortable... You’ve done a really good deed taking care of these children. Thank you for helping them. I an it."
"Ah..." Celene looked at Drake with a slightly confused expression. She had never t a dragon this weird before. "You’re strange... Most dragons would say I am wasting my energy helping mortals whose lives are so fleeting..."
"I told you that I am not like the old dragons," Drake said. "I am quite young myself... At least in dragon years, I’m not even forty yet! Though I do look like an old man, don’t I? Haha."
"..." Celene remained silent for a mont as she opened the door and let Drake inside.
"Wow, mister, you’re big."
"Who are you?"
"What do you want mister?"
"Hmm..."
The children quickly sward Drake, surrounding him from all sides and asking who he was. So were suspicious of him and didn’t approach, but the friendlier ones began touching his clothes.
Most children here were dwarves, but there were two twins who were desert elves, the youngest of the group. The male twin always looked angry, while the girl always looked like she was about to cry.
"Sorry for the intrusion, children," Drake said. "Haha, aren’t you all cute? I have four beautiful kids who are just like you all... Oh! Do you want so snacks?"
Drake quickly opened his Inventory, bringing out a basket full of pastries, which he placed on the table. The children were amazed, taking a small muffin, doughnuts, cream puffs, and more, tasting them and becoming awed by the flavors.
"Wow, this is good!"
"I’ve never eaten this..."
"What is this? It’s sweet..."
"..." Celene glanced at the scene in silence, as if judging Drake’s every movent and trying to discern his true intentions.
However, it seed she really couldn’t guess what was on his mind. She thought that surely, he couldn’t be that good of a person.
And yet, it seed that he genuinely was.
"What’s wrong? Wanna try so? They’re good."
"...No thanks. Co with ."
Celene led Drake to her room, where she closed the door and looked at him.
And then she released her Moonlight Aura.
FLASH!
"Tell what your true intentions are."
"Hm?"
"Have you co to kill ?! Who exactly are you?"
Suddenly, Drake noticed a formation appearing inside the room, creating a barrier that trapped both of them inside.
"You’re trapped with now... So speak."
"Ah... Are you being serious right now? Do I look suspicious? Hmm, that’s really quite the problem..."
"Speak!"
Celene roared angrily as her Moonlight Aura shaped into glowing mirrors rotating around her.
"Won’t you calm down? I am who I am," Drake said. "There is no secret identity. I am Drake, the Dragon King. I was chosen by Tiamat as the King, and I collect allies around the world. To awaken my powers, I need to drink the blood of another dragon. That’s all. Ah, right, I am Nifl’s son. Does that help?"
"Nifl?" Celene was surprised. "Uh..."
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