Chapter 211

Chapter 211

I heard the loud thud, and then a small tremor washed over the ground. The walls of the stone hive shook, sending the baby bastion bees into a frenzy. I looked up with a frown as I heard the muffled sound of a commotion from the outside.

There were a few shouts. A handful of screams. I couldn’t make out what was being said, but it sounded like people were panicking about something. I glanced back at the queen baby bastion bee and nodded.

“Stay here,” I said as I rose to my feet. “I’ll check it out.”

Somehow, she understood me. She flitted off my shoulder, waiting back at the hive with the rest of her colony. The twelve nursing bees rushed protectively to her side as they all watched me go.

And I stepped out of the hive to the panicked screams of the people of Wolfwater and saw a familiar figure. A rather large figure. His golden scales were glinting under the sun, and he lay slumped over at the bottom of a large crater like he had fallen from the sky.

He was a dragon. Specifically, an Elder Dragon. And he was someone I knew.

“Grat-ra’zun...? What is he doing here?” I asked the question as I made my way to the back of the small crowd gathered around him.

They gave him a wide berth, standing a few feet away from the crater in fear. And that was just the onlookers who remained. Most had fled the scene at the sight of the dragon.

Before I could approach him to question what was going on, a voice shouted over the crowd.

“Everyone get back!”

I glanced to the side and saw a group of men armed with crossbows make their way to the crater. They immediately formed a perimeter around the crater, keeping the crowd from getting too close. I recognized the man leading them as he stepped to the front and produced a badge.

He was Lucas, Wolfwater’s highest-leveled [Hunter]. And he was dressed in a strange uniform like he was a guardsman.

“Who are you?” an onlooker asked, staring at the group of armed men in confusion.

“Town watch,” Lucas said with a nod. “We’ll handle this from here!”Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com

“But that’s... a dragon,” someone else pointed out

A susurration swept over the crowd at that. It was pretty clear from a first glance that the creature lying in the crater was a dragon. However, to have that be said out loud seemed to stir up all those who were gathered.

Either way, that had completely changed now. The Elder Dragon had been forced to flee and seek out help from a human. And it wasn’t just any ordinary human. It was the most frustrating human he had ever had to deal with.

He had been forced to escape to a small farming town in search of Amelia.

Grat-ra’zun groaned as he cracked his eyes open. He dreaded what he was going to have to do to convince Amelia to hear him out, which was why he had refused to move, even as he heard the multitude of voices resound around him.

Most of the gathered crowd had already dispersed at this point, and now, there were only two figures standing by the edge of the crater. The first was the very same person he had been searching for. Amelia had her arms folded across her chest as she wore an apron over her shirt. Next to her, stood a [Druid] who was gesturing exasperatedly down at the Elder Dragon.

“I just need you to do me this one favor, Dorien. Come on, after everything I’ve done for you?”

“And I am telling you, Amelia, that I cannot heal a dragon.”

The two of them seemed to be arguing over Grat-ra’zun’s current state. Certainly, the Elder Dragon was injured during his brief battle with Kallistus Kal. But the biggest blow he had received was to his pride.

“Do you at least know if he is dying—” Amelia started.

And Grat-ra’zun sighed, finally rising to his feet. Both Amelia and Dorien blinked and looked down at the crater as soon as the Elder Dragon’s figure shifted. Grat-ra’zun grimaced, struggling to stand. However, he forced himself to stand tall. Even from the bottom of the crater, he towered over the humans, looking down at them as he straightened.

The [Druid] snorted and turned to Amelia. “Does that answer your question?”

“Well, yeah,” she replied as she scratched the back of her head. She looked back to the Elder Dragon and raised her brow. “So, uh, Grat-ra’zun... what brings you here to Wolfwater?”

Grat-ra’zun glanced between the two humans. He was bleeding and hurt. One of his wings was missing. And he was certain he couldn’t heal from his wounds without receiving special treatment, just like the last time he had been injured in battle to the [Hero King].

However, nothing pained him more than what he was about to say here.

“Amelia of Earth— I have come here seeking your help.”

And Amelia closed her eyes. “...of course you are.”