Chapter 834: Dad Is Back!
Claug sat in her lair above the mountain of gold she just made. She smiled at the ceiling as the kobolds ran beneath her legs, organizing her hoard and putting the gold coins with the gold and the gems together.
"She is smart. Isn't she?" She waved her claw and a large crystal floated before her face.
"I know." Arad replied, staring at her through the crystal. "I can't believe you managed to call me with how my magic works."
Claug giggled, "Don't underestimate this old drakaina. I've lived far longer than you," she lifted a claw full of her gold. "She indeed didn't take a copper."
"Told you; I've warned them about dragons." Arad giggled, "Even I can't figure out what can you do by lending them that kind of money."
"A lot, she was right to refuse unless Alcott is around. He knows about most of the currently known tricks. I could've used enchanted coins which would allow me to spy on them or had already used that money as an offer to a summon and had them take on the consequence." Claug drew a magic circle in the air.
"You do this and try to summon a devil, but by halting the magic, you can lock the coinage paid to the fiend. I can then give that money to someone, and when I release the spell later, the devil would be summoned beside them, as they are the ones holding his offer." Claug giggled.
"And you can order the devil to kill whoever holds his money to claim it...That...I didn't know you can do..." Arad scratched his head.
"Not many people know. Even Alcott himself doesn't know, but do you know what Alcott always does? He checks the money for any trace of magic before accepting it, and even when he does, he makes sure to exchange it." Claug pointed at the small pouch of the coins she was about to give to Aella.
"Alcott would instead take from my hoard; he'll never accept what I've chosen." She laughed, "A hundred platinum is a hundred platinum coins. If refuse to let him be the one to pick, it'll only prove his suspicions and I'll end up on his killing list."
"No dragon wants to face an angry Alcott." Arad giggled.
"He's the bane of dragons; a human who mastered the art of hunting and dealing with dragons." Claug waved her claws, "He who walks upon the corpses of dragons, the hero of the one twenty thousand roar war."
"I never heard of that." Arad looked at her through the magic.
"He never told you? It was at the peak of his prime, which is the reason why dragons fear him. The dragon's civil war had reached its peak and the wyrms started to spill their own blood. Two armies, one of the metallic dragons and the other of the chromatic dragons, each numbering over ten thousand strong of greatwyrms and wyrms." Claug could imagine it like yesterday, to her it was like only a few days ago. "This happened almost twenty years ago."
The dragons had started the war and the battlefield had turned into a hell on earth, the quakes of the draconic race ripping itself apart could be heard from the other side of the world, whole kingdoms had relocated to avoid the destruction, the world seemed to be on the brink of its end.
But then, something changed, a human fell from the sky between the two armies, halting the war the moment they noticed him. Till this moment, no one knows how Alcott got there. The only thing the dragons knew was that the moment he landed, none of them dared to move. "From this moment, the first who spills blood is in the wrong." Alcott said with a calm tone.
"Listen you two..." Alcott looked at them, "I couldn't refuse a quest for two queens at once, but know this. I wasn't joking earlier." He pulled his sword, "If I find you lied to get me here,
I'll cut your ears off."
"It's just a possibility." Cerilla looked at him with a smile.
At that moment...something strange started. BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! They started hearing drums beating in the air, it sounded close yet far at the same time. The two queens got confused, but Ginger knew immediately that it was Alcott, his heart was beating.
"What is it?"
"Dragons, a large number of them." He patted his horse, "Sorry pal, but you're too slow
now." He jumped off and his arms got covered in fur as he shifted; He got a long snout, a large
back, and long legs and arms, a werewolf.
Alcott raced across the hills in his bestial form, relying on his sharp sense of smell to
determine where the dragons were.
Soon, Alcott reached a large river that he couldn't just run across. He would've been stuck if he hadn't fully recovered. What he told Arad before in the bath when they first met, everything
was still in him.
The black fur covering his body shifted into orange and black strips as he roared, jumping into the water as a weretiger. They are good swimmers.
As Alcott reached the forest behind the river, he shifted back into his human form and started swinging from one tree to another like an ape, racing through the thick wilderness.
"What happened to him?" Cerilla cried.
"If he ran like that, he probably sensed several hostile dragons gathered in one place. This
isn't going to end well." Ginger spread her wings, "Use the mirror to run back, I'll go assist
him."