Chapter 45

*SCREECH*

A bright and shrill sound resounded in the air, announcing the end of a life.​​

*ROARR*

The next roar was deaf and filled with pain and hatred, resonating for miles around.

This powerful roar, which frightened most people, became less and less every second until it died out.

The end of this roar heralded for all who heard it the end of a reign of infernal reign and persecution.

In the village, all the villagers as well as the children lay on the ground with reverence and hope.

Every second they spent listening to the battle from afar was such a torture that they would almost go mad.

'Please, our fate depends on it'.

The chief was trembling, his hands closed in fists and his fingers were digging into his flesh.

His prayer was not for his own happiness but for the happiness of the children and their parents.

In his case, he was already at the end of his life, death was opening his arms and he would soon jump into its embrace.

But before that, he wanted to have peace of mind knowing that his loved ones were safe and happy.

"These children haven't even been able to taste the joy of life and the parents haven't yet been able to take on the blessed role of parenting".

"These children and parents are innocent and they still have a whole life ahead of them and a future".

"So please, give them a glowing one!"

The chief's words were touching, and in the face of his devotion to them, the villagers could only mourn their fate and hope for a better one.

And when they had finished their words, a muffled and powerful roar rang out in the distance.

In spite of the distance, they could never forget this roar that they had experienced for so long.

On hearing it, the prostrate faces of the villagers and the chief turned pale, thinking the worst.

And as despair took hold of them, the powerful and tyrannical roar turned into a high-pitched, suffering roar.

Noticing this, the villagers raised their heads in confusion when they saw within a second that the once dark, cloudy and threatening sky receded to make way for a radiant sky of astonishing purity.

These two events were enough for the villagers to understand the situation.

"Evil has been defeated!"

It was only one sentence, but it carried everything the villagers had been waiting for for so many years.

Joy, liberation, freedom, happiness, trust, courage and hope.

Cries of joy and tears of happiness were unleashed to fill the air with their well-being.

"Thank you," said the chief, moved with all possible sincerity.

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Shin was always on top of the dragon, his hand stuck in his ċhėst.

The purple reptilian eyes of the dragon were now gone to make way for completely white eyes.

No more pupils and irises, only the sclera.

There was not a single fluctuation of disgust or fear in Shin's eyes.

Only cold and indifferent eyes.

As already said, he will not hesitate to take someone's life if necessary.

He thinks he has enough morals and common sense to be able to judge whether a person is good or bad.

This is not overestimation but ȧssurance, without having any, how do you want to be able to make a decision?

He would only have pity for those who, despite their bad deeds, have a past that can, not forgive or justify their actions, but be worthy of compassion.

But the dragon was not one of those people.

Shin pushed his arm and pulled it out of his ċhėst with a sharp blow.

He stood upright on the dragon's dead body with his wings spread and his hand covered in blood.

His clothes were a little torn and his sleeve was completely torn off, showing that his opponent had shown resistance.

His appearance at the moment was quite bloody and without his beautiful wings which added an "angelic" and reassuring side to the scene, people could swear they were seeing a demon or a god of death.

The wounds that Shin had on his arm had already all disappeared. In fact a few seconds after he had received them, they had already healed leaving only dried blood.

Blood flowed down the hand to fall and land on the ground.

The sound produced by the drop of blood took Shin out of his thoughts as he looked towards the source of the noise.

Seeing his hand covered in blood, he swung his arm to the side to remove all traces of blood from his hand.

Without dwelling on the dragon's corpse, Shin jumped out of the body.

Like a child, he hastened to take the scales from the dragon and put them in his personal space.

When he finished taking all the scales he could, after all he had come to the base for that, his eyes fell on a pool of blood formed by the accumulation of blood flowing from the dragon's ċhėst.

"This blood could be useful, it seems that magic is flowing inside."

While observing, Shin decided to take the blood so he took out a bottle to fill it.

Magical dragon blood could always be useful, couldn't it?

"It's become really desolate..."

Shin couldn't see anything for miles except rock, barren dead earth and craters in every corner.

"It's my fault so I have to fix it."

Shin reached out his hand and opened his palm to concentrate a large amount of Life Energy into an orb.

After a few minutes, the orb reached the size of a football and Shin threw it to the ground.

As it descended to the ground, the orb entered the earth and immediately afterwards the dry and barren earth began to regain colour and liveliness.

Nature returned and spread at an alarming rate for miles around, transforming this desolate land into a lush, bustling land of life.

Having finished his work, Shin nodded his head in satisfaction and his body burst into flames to transform itself into its Phoenix form.

With a flutter of his wings, he flew at full speed towards the village without forgetting his little gift.

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As all the villagers were feasting, they were all thrown into a darkness as if night had fallen except that a feeling of warmth was still present.

It doesn't make much sense.

Raising their eyes to see reason, they saw Shin hovering just above them.

Their eyes widened as they saw the Celestial Phoenix reappear and then suddenly...

*BOOM*

Not far from them, a huge thud resounds as if a very heavy object had fallen from the sky.

Covering their eyes to protect themselves from the dust, the villagers reopened them to see a huge body in the dust.

And when the dust dissipated and they saw whose body it was, their eyes widened in shock.

It was the body of the dragon of despair!

He could never forget it except that this time the body was bruised and lifeless.

A dream come true for all the villagers.

Under their shock, they watched Shin land on the branch of the tallest tree in the forest he had created for them.

However, compared to Shin's size, the tree was quite ridiculous even though it was about 30 metres high.

In shock, they watched Shin land on the branch of the largest tree in the forest he had created for them.

However, compared to Shin's size, the tree was quite ridiculous, even though it was about 30 metres high.

The villagers rushed towards the tree and the body just below it like fanatics.

They didn't think they would ever see the Celestial Phoenix again in their lives.

"O great Celestial Phoenix, to what do we owe your visit?" the chief asked with great respect.

"As promised, I have slain the dragon of despair so you shouldn't be bothered anymore."

"I give you the body of the dragon, I think it can still be useful to you"

"I just took his scales and left you some, I needed them."

The voice full of wisdom resounded like holy words for the villagers.

"It's more than enough, you've freed us and we'll pray to you as our god for that."

"You don't have to."

"We insist!" replied the chief with insistence and determination, to the agreement of the villagers with their heads nodding frantically.

The villagers were dazed by Shin's kindness.

' So noble and pure' thought the villagers.

"Here, with this, the village should stay safe."

On hearing Shin, the villagers looked at him with curiosity to see what he was talking about.

They saw a beautiful and powerful green flame forming in front of Shin.

The green flame fell from the sky and moved towards the tree trunk.

When it reached the trunk of the tree, as if to welcome the flame, a hole formed in the trunk of the tree and the flame gathered there.

"This..."

The chief and the villagers were stunned by what they had just seen.

"This is one of my flames, it will protect the village, ȧssure you of good harvests and the people of the village will fall sick less often".

When he made his statement, the villagers and the chief could not help but be moved and shed tears.

The Celestial Phoenix was so kind, they were finally rewarded for all the misfortune they had experienced.

"However, I must warn you," Shin replied in a rather serious voice.

His serious voice immediately appealed to the villagers who listened to him with great concentration.

"Don't try to manipulate my flame or you might regret it, only me or someone of my lineage can manipulate it".

The sentence was serious and strong, but the villagers had understood that it was not a threat but a warning.

"We thank the Celestial Phoenix for the warning and this immense chance you are giving us".

The villagers bowed to him again.

"You're welcome, now I'll have to leave, I wish you a full and happy life."

Shin smiled softly and then flew away, leaving the villagers to their lives.

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The evening had already fallen and Shin finally arrived at Dragnof.

It was already late so Shin could see the streets lit by the street lamps while the citizens watched him coming home.

Shin arrived at the balcony of his room and his body shrank to its human form.

Landing on the balcony, he rushed inside to be greeted by Irene on the bed with a book in his hand.

Dressed in a rather sėxy dressing gown and with her face focused on her book, she was beautiful and charming.

Looking up at her book, Irene saw Shin and her eyes became bright.

"You're back!" Irene exclaimed with immense joy like a little girl.

"Yes, I'm back" smiled Shin when he saw his tender wife.

Then when Irene saw Shin's dirty and torn clothes and the dry blood on his arm, her eyes became worried with a hint of anger.

"What has happened to you? Who did this to you?!"

Seeing his little wife worried and angry about his care, Shin's eyes softened.

"Don't worry, just one fight with a mighty dragon, but it's over"

The eyes still had a trace of anxiety but seeing how calm and serene Shin was, she decided to take it upon herself.

"I'll be right back, I'm going to take a shower," Shin said as she walked to the bathroom.

"Hurry up!" Irene replied like a spoiled child.

Shin didn't take long to shower and put on his pyjamas.

Then he came out of the bathroom to see an Irene already lying in bed, impatient and waiting for him with a visible envy on her face.

Shin smiled, then didn't waste any time and sneaked into bed.

Immediately Irène collapsed to him like a little koala and huddled her head in Shin's shoulder and put it down to greedily sniff Shin's woody smell and warmth.

"Did you miss me that much?" Shin said to tease Irene.

"Hmph, not at all" replied Irene with a small pout.

But her actions betrayed her as she huddled even more in his embrace and buried her head even more until Shin could feel her breath on his neck and squeeze his arm even more.

And on top of that, to their great surprise, he had a small blow in Irene's belly as if to affirm Shin's question.

Shin and Irene were both surprised to see that their baby already seemed to be able to understand and communicate.

But knowing who the parents are, is that so strange?

"Ah, our little princess seems to have missed me" laughed Shin while ċȧrėssing Irene's belly with softness and delicacy.

"Little traitor" mumbled Irene with irony.

And on this good understanding, they ended up falling asleep.