Shut Up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword Chapter 125
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Dror was ecstatic about the new development, The new revolution plan was on the right track all he needed was enough time and the right opportunity to light the spark.
While he was still pondering on the details, someone entered the room.
"hmph…. After dumping all your work on me you are happily relaxing and daydreaming here.."
When Alexander entered the room what he saw was the smirking and smiling Dror, who appeared to be very pleased with himself.
" What, how can you say that? I am in the process of fine tuning my grand plan to free this whole planet from the clutches of the evil Alliance government. "
Alexander just snorted and thought " yeah ..yeah… you just dumb all your work on me and relax around here… lets see how you escape this time.."
" We have received an invitation for a gathering, you will have to attend it personally.."
"Come on Alexander, you know that I don't like these parties hosted by the rich and all…"
Alexander had a grin " I am sorry, but this is organized by the council and it is to honor the young dragon's who have completed their first mission successfully… even though you didn't take upon any mission, council has deemed you to have completed one.."
After becoming a Dragon Major, Dror was invited by many rich people among the rebels to their parties, but Dror was not much interested in these kinds of things where rich flaunted their richness and gossiped on all kinds of things.
But it was important that Dror put up an appearance and attend these gatherings as he was a part of the rebel society.
He could have dodged the invitation by reciting some reason if it was an ordinary gathering but the invitation was sent by the council and to his surprise the gathering venue was in the Air base.
He was a little intrigued after hearing this, he has never been to any other rebel base and he could also see the other young dragons that he has not met yet.
The next day he was led to a secret chamber in one of the most secret and most secure places in the entire rebel base.
After many inspections he was led into the special room where a teleportation gate was situated.
Even Though teleportation was common in the era, it was not a simple process of jumping from one point to another.
Teleportation required immense energy, the modern spaceships which supported the capability could only jump a small distance and that too considering the weight and other parameters of the ship.
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Only modern battleships or higher grade ships had the capability to make longer jumps and even with that the danger of something going wrong was there.
Even though the science was sound and all, the risk was still there.
But this was different when one was using ship artifacts.
Ship artifacts were created by high end artifact masters, these were magical ships that used magic formation and artifact smithing techniques to create.
They utilized the universal energies and spiritual essence, while modern spaceships used electronics and N82 space engines with wrap technology fueled by ceueturium.
Ship artifacts were magically enhanced and modern spaceships scientifically.
But considering the cost of construction, the Ship artifact was thousands of times more costlier than the modern space ship.
And after millions of years of enhancement, space jump capability of modern space ship's were very safe in the current era.
But there was something more costly than the wrap of a spaceship , it was the space gates or opening stable space portals.
This was not just a teleportation but required opening a stable wormhole and maintaining it for as much time as required, this was much more resource consuming than a space warp or simple teleportation.
And yet here in the rebel base there was such a stable space portal connecting to the other rebel bases.
Even the Alliance government didn't have space gates in their central cities to connect them.
Dror was clearly shocked at this development but he soon calmed down as he saw the ancient writing on the lower ends of the space gate.
This was clearly the writing of the ancient civilization.
Now that he observed carefully the whole thing looked much older, only the other equipments which were around the space gate was modern.
Dror could guess that the space gates were magical artifacts that the rebels discovered from some secret facilities of the ancient civilization.
Not even the Alliance government could probably afford the cost of creating one, much less the rebels.
An officer in the true warrior realm gave a small briefing, before Dror walked into the portal.
He was clearly excited, this was his first time experiencing something like this, he couldn't stop from remembering the old science fiction movies that he had watched.
But to his surprise he didn't see anything dramatic like fast moving lights nor did he feel any disoriented or anything, he just felt like he had walked into another room and in front of him was a similar arrangement to that of the previous room he was in, A strict and high security.
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All of a sudden he had the urge to go back and check it out one more time.
After some more inspection and verification he was escorted to the place where the gathering was taking place.
When he first entered the hall even though people noticed him no one came forward to greet him and get acquainted with him, his reputation precedes him.
People knew him as a barbarian, a wild man, who killed people without batting an eye. Most of them were a little fearful of this guy.
But ever since Dror entered someone has been closely observing him keenly.
Rudolf was the son of a businessman, who traded mainly in special metals. His father had paid a huge price to get him an invitation to this party so that he could get acquainted with some high class people and further his connections and business network.
But so far everyone at the party has been giving him a cold shoulder and treating him like a lower class businessman, This was because his father had no well established background or past.
Even Though he was just at mid warrior realm, Rudolf had a keen observation skill and he was very good at reading people's emotions.
As soon as Dror entered everyone had hesitated to go forward and greet him as they didn't know what kind of temperament this barbarian god had, but Rudolf had been keenly observing him and what he found was that this man known as a barbarian was just like any other person who was visiting a grand party for the first time.
To put it more simply this man was just like him, remembering how much his father had spent for the invitation and he was not getting anywhere with anyone else. He decided to take the gamble, at the worst he would lose some face.
He went forward to greet the wild dragon.
" Hello sir Dror, congratulations on accomplishing your mission…"
"thank you"
Rudolf was shocked to see the wild dragon shaking his hand with an amiable smile, but he calmed down and introduced himself.
" I am Rudolf, my father owns the good luck metals, we deal in all kinds of rare metals and minerals.."
Dror had a good impression of the young man who dared to introduce himself to him when everyone was still doubtful and wary.
" That is great. I have been practicing artifact smithing for some time now, do you deal in smithing materials.."
Rudolf was excited now, he knew that this was no big business opportunity, but if he was to get acquainted with one of the young dragon majors and provide materials, this would clearly be a great boost to the reputation of their company.
" yes of course sir, we will be able to provide you with all kinds of materials , this is my sky watch code you can directly contact me, I will be very glad to arrange everything for you personally…"
After years of struggle the rebels themselves have become something like a small country of its own and just like any country if you want certain special materials you have to get acquainted with the specific merchants and business group.
Dror had already tried to look for metal and mineral dealers in the Earth base, but he had found that the materials that they could acquire was limited.
Since he had found someone from another base who dealt in metals and minerals, he was more than happy to use this connection and he had also found that the Air base was the most prosperous base, the chance of finding rare materials were higher here.
By now everyone had noticed the fact that the so-called barbarian was not someone who was very hard to get acquainted with.
Slowly they started crowding to introduce themselves to him. Rudolf was pushed aside by the crowd and Dror was beginning to have a headache.
Some of the young ladies started giving a coquettish look and some even wanted his autograph. The problem was all kinds of old business men or their assistant who came to get acquainted with him.
But he could only put on an amiable smile and trod through. No one had accompanied him on this journey and he didn't know who was who.
To his luck he saw a familiar figure sitting alone, white hair, white dress, white katana. A lonely white dragon.
For some reason people were keeping a certain distance away from this person, Dror saw his savior and walked fast towards him while waving to him.
" Ronin.."
Ronin who was having a sip of wine was startled and almost lost his cool and aloof act.
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