Chapter 659

Chapter 659

I didn’t think it was a question that would make me repeat what I had already said.

From Niath Ezelf’s perspective, he may have thought that I was giving him a merciful opportunity to change his mind. The gap between before and after he directly fired his magic was that huge.

But even so, the words that come out of my mouth are set.

“yes·”

Except for the times when he was given a second life and was completely helpless, he always had the opportunity and time to try, and even the power of a warrior given to him by Epagah. This world even has the possibility of transcendent beings who can overcome the limitations of their race through various mysterious processes.

If someone with great power were to challenge you on such a topic, would you bow your head and say you are weak?

I don’t know about other people, but I can’t do that. I don’t even think about doing that.

“Normally people don’t do that. For example... If a dragon appears and destroys a village, you’d be angry, curse, and want to kill it. But only a very small number of people would burn their lives to put that into practice.”

Niat Ezelp, who was gathering his thoughts while turning his teacup around for a moment after hearing the immediate answer without a single thought, continued asking questions with a look of bewilderment.

“Why do you do that? Because the other person is evil? Or because you are a hero? Or because you don’t want more victims like you to appear?”

But when I heard the topic he had finally thrown out after much thought, I could only think that this dragon either had no idea about my notoriety, was not interested in it, or did not know me at all.

Well, it was a natural reaction since the only thing I did in the mountains was to visit Asili’s hometown, spar with Lumings, and get a bite to eat. On the one hand, I thought he was curious about everything, but since he answered my questions sincerely, I decided to do the same.

“The reason I move is ultimately ‘revenge’, nothing more, nothing less. The rest is just secondary.”

Because I was just sitting there and the village was annihilated for their own reasons, it sucks. Because I didn’t do anything wrong, but they came up to me and started yelling at me, and it was ridiculous and annoying. Because it was disgusting to see them acting like they were the ones who were at fault.

My life’s goal has never changed for a single moment. I am stressed out without knowing it because the scale of the target is constantly growing.

Niath Ezelp, who seemed quite embarrassed, pressed his temples and took a deep breath. After rolling his eyes here and there to gather his thoughts, he quietly asked back:

“So... your only reason and purpose is blind revenge?”

“As you said before, the problem is not the person who suddenly bangs an earbud on a normal person who is living a good life, but the person who grinds his teeth to get revenge on that person. It may be a bit blind to make the person who committed the crime pay for it.”

I pride myself on living a basically good life.

I do not use my past life’s knowledge or connections with those in power to ruin the world, nor do I use unjust violence for personal gain, regardless of the reason. I follow the rules and laws, try to resolve things amicably through dialogue as much as possible, and only try to pay a fair price or receive compensation. I also try not to forget to repay those who helped me.

Even if you have common sense, it is not enough, it is not enough. You are not a psychopath who grabs anyone and cuts their throat just because they physically touched you. You know how to admit and apologize for your mistakes and you know how to accept it when the other person does the same.

In other words, if you live an ordinary and good life, there will be no reason for you to be in conflict with me.

It seems that since he has witnessed many mistakes made by immature people over the years he has lived, it was a test in its own way. If you think about it from the perspective of an adult who gives a knife to a child, it is not an action that is particularly unacceptable, so he just nodded in agreement and ended the conversation, then asked another question.

“Everything is good, but what are these ‘restrictions’?”

“No matter how low the level is and how dead it is, a dragon is still a dragon. I think you’ve already realized this, but dragons have been born with magic power, so it’s safe to say that their entire body is fused with magic power.”

Niath Ezelf slowly got up from his seat and approached General Miwood. Even though there was no explanation, I could tell that it was to slowly wrap up the conversation.

“Up until now, it didn’t matter because the conditions didn’t match up in many ways, but you’re an exception. I saw you move your magic earlier. Can you give magic to an object?”

“···Yes, unlike other demons...”

“It’s good that you understand quickly.”

By now, countless people have equipped themselves with the dragon’s byproducts, and the question of what the problem is has been resolved at once, while also giving a rough idea of ​​what the restrictions he was talking about are.

“Was that similar to the Dragon Clan’s ability?”

“It’s an ability that you learn and use as naturally as breathing. Through that method, your scales and leather become more durable. Of course, it’s something that not only other mortals who use mana, but even demons can’t imitate... But somehow, you can do it.”

There was no more laughter left in Niath Ezelf, who pointed at me with his index finger and declared firmly.

“It could be excessive and a power that should not be known. It could be that it is obsessed with power and tries to slaughter innocent dragons, or it could go down the wrong path in the sense of omnipotence of becoming a small dragon. It could happen at any moment, even if not right away. The ‘restriction’ was a way to prevent such things from happening in advance by applying a certain processing to the leather and scales.”

“To prevent the magic from flowing?”

“Yes, but don’t worry, I have no intention of bothering someone who is not only infatuated but also wary.”

In that short conversation, I don’t know what he read about me, but Niath Ezelf firmly answered and touched the shoulder of General Miwood. Then, General Miwood, who had been in a deep sleep until then, woke up as if it were a lie and his gaze moved towards the teacup and me.

“Hmm? I dozed off for a bit... I guess I didn’t just blink like this. Should I have woken you up?”

“I was serving you some tea because the warrior said he wanted to let you sleep a little longer.”

“Haha, thank you for being so considerate of an old person.”

The air changes and people change.

Niath Ezelf, who had hidden his magic more firmly than when we first met, sat General Miwood down in the seat where he had been sitting until just now, exchanged teacups, and smiled at me as he asked:

“The story might be long, so would you like me to prepare another drink?”

Even though the conversation was cut off unilaterally, I wasn’t particularly offended because I gained more. I had more questions I wanted to ask, but now that I know the truth, I’ll have a chance to ask them again later.

“···please·”

So now I decided to go with that smoke.