"A visitor from the future? Four hundred years ahead?"
Irene's expression froze. She didn't believe a word and beca even more vigilant.
"Enchant: Scorching Heat!"
The sword in her hand ignited with flas as her eyes narrowed sharply.
"What is your purpose in infiltrating the Royal Library? Are you a spy from a neighboring country?"
As the queen, she possessed formidable combat prowess and chose not to imdiately call for the palace guards.
Nate closed the magic book, considered for a mont, and said, "You don't believe ? Well, you have a small mole on the left side of your lower back. Does that convince you?"
Irene's eyes widened in shock, her cheeks flushed, and she stumbled back a step, her back hitting a bookshelf.
"How... how do you know about that?!"
Of course, it's from the tis I've spanked you, Nate thought, but outwardly he replied, "You told yourself. You anticipated that you wouldn't believe , so you said this could serve as proof."
Irene faltered. The fact that I have a mole there is sothing only I should know.
"You claim to be from the future, here to save my life?"
"Would you like to hear the details?"
"Go ahead."
After hesitating, Irene extinguished the flas on her sword.
While she hadn't sensed hostility from this man, she didn't fully lower her guard.
Nate took a mont to organize his thoughts before speaking slowly, "Let's start with when you created Dragon Slayer magic..."
"The invasion from the West worsens, and the Eastern Continent faces defeat after defeat."
"In order to turn the tide, you sought the help of your dragon ally, Belserion. By infusing his dragon power into yourself, you created the first Dragon Slayer magic."
Just hearing this made Irene's eyes widen in disbelief.
Infusing dragon power through Enchant Magic to grant humans the ability to fight dragons...
Dragon Slayer magic? That's it!
It was as if a bolt of lightning shot through her mind. Irene instantly realized the significance of this information.
This was the power that could change everything!
She looked at Nate with softer eyes, now trusting his identity at least partially.
"You're getting ahead of yourself."
Nate could tell exactly what she was thinking based on her expression.
"This won't help you. On the contrary, it's the beginning of your tragic life—and the reason that you, 400 years later, begged for salvation."
"Why... why is that?" Irene couldn't help but ask.
Nate didn't hold back and told her everything he knew about the trajectory of her life.
The creation and dissemination of Dragon Slayer magic did give the war a brief reprieve.
But there were simply too many dragons. The East still couldn't achieve victory.
Eventually, the first fully dragonized Dragon Slayer was born. He wiped out nearly all the dragons and beca the only true victor.
"One week after the war ended, your body began to change."
"Your husband abandoned you because of your draconic appearance, marking the start of three miserable years."
"In prison, you were brutally tortured. The scar on your abdon was inflicted during that ti."
Irene's face turned grim as she listened. Her hands trembled as they gripped her sword.
She had given everything for this kingdom, only to be feared by its people?
Her husband?
Who was her husband?
Why would I have been blind enough to fall for soone like that?
It seed Nate had seen right through her thoughts, so he spoke bluntly, "You were part of a political marriage. Your husband was a general from a neighboring kingdom."
"Don't get upset yet. Let finish."
He paused to give Irene a mont to process before continuing, "Later, your husband decided to have you executed. This was also the will of the people."
"In order to protect the child in your womb, you fully dragonized yourself in the prison, killed your husband, and destroyed the country that imprisoned you."
"Unable to accept your dragon form, you broke down ntally and fled into the mountains, staying there for hundreds of years."
"Eventually, you t a black mage nad Zeref. He helped you regain a human form, but..."
Nate simplified the latter part, emphasizing Irene's daughter, Erza.
"In the end, you joined the empire founded by Zeref and beca one of the Twelve Spriggan."
"And in the year X784, you stumbled upon a ring and ca to know ."
As she listened to the recounting of her future, Irene trembled all over, horrified by the re thought of such a life.
This was a fate she could not accept!
At that mont, hatred for her unknown future husband swelled in her heart.
"You... 'Great Sage,'" Irene now believed Nate about 90%, but she had one final question, "To travel over four centuries back in ti, just to save my life... the difficulty of such a task is unimaginable."
"For you to do this, are you my future lover?"
Aside from a lover, she could think of no one who would be willing to go to such lengths.
Nate almost facepald at how Irene's imagination ran wild.
Still, upon reflection, her assumption wasn't entirely unreasonable.
Who else but a lover or a close relative would do sothing like this?
With her father deceased and no sons to speak of, the only logical answer was a lover.
Nate shook his head. "That's not important. If all goes well, we'll et again in the future."
Seeing that he didn't deny it outright, Irene drew her own conclusions.
Perhaps not a lover, but he must share an intimate connection with her.
Otherwise, there was no reason for him to help.
Instead of dwelling on this, she asked earnestly, "Great Sage, please tell —what should I do?"
"What do you want to do?" Nate countered. "Knowing your future, what are you planning now?"
"Are you going to kill the man you haven't married yet?"
"Abandon your position as queen and forsake this country that betrayed you?"
Irene fell silent for a long ti before admitting, "I don't know... But as a human, I can't just let our kind be food for dragons!"
Her resolve remained. She wanted to resist—not for the kingdom she ruled, but for humanity as a whole.
And to fight dragons, Dragon Slayer magic was necessary.
"There's more than one way to acquire Dragon Slayer magic," Nate said, holding up two fingers. "I'll give you two options, and you can decide."
Irene stared at him intently, waiting for his explanation.
"First, use Enchant Magic to obtain dragon power, but ask your contracted dragon, Belserion, to suppress the dragon seed for you using an advanced technique."
"However, with the war ongoing, it would take at least seven years—likely longer—to fully resolve the risk of dragonization."
"We don't have that kind of ti."
"Second, I can teach you a magic. You'll create an avatar to learn Dragon Slayer magic. When necessary, you can fuse with the avatar and temporarily beco a Dragon Slayer, avoiding dragonization entirely."
"However, you cannot share this magic with anyone else."
After a mont's thought, Irene's eyes grew resolute.
The first option didn't differ much from her original fate. She would still dragonize eventually.
So—
"Great Sage, I choose the second option!"
Nate looked at the younger version of Irene.
Compared to the Irene he knew from 400 years later, this one was much more naive.
"Before I teach you the magic, you must agree to one condition," Nate said. "Otherwise, this will all be pointless."
"Na it, and I'll comply," Irene agreed without hesitation.
"You must give birth to Erza."
"Huh?" Irene was montarily stunned. Then, gritting her teeth, she protested, "I will never marry that general! I'd rather die!"
"I'm not asking you to marry him," Nate said, exasperated. "If you don't give birth to Erza, the tiline will be thrown into chaos."
Irene blinked, confused, before her face turned slightly red.
"Are you... saying I'll have a child with you?"
"What are you even thinking?!"
Nate sighed internally. "Who said having a child requires a man? You can do it alone."
Irene was dumbfounded. "How can I have a child by myself?"
"Use this."
Raising his hand, Nate summoned a black lightning current in his palm.
"Summon: Gate of Truth!"
With a soft rumble, an ancient and imposing stone gate appeared in the Royal Library.
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