《The Immortal Dragon And Dragon Girl》Chapter - 35
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Our little girl
Our young one
Our human
Has gone and done something
Something I would want to call stupid
But I do believe
I truly believe
That she just don't understand.
She does not understand the consequences of her words.
It all began with the Gathering
And that insufferable faun.
Truly, his years of magical surgery has made him senile.
That old stupid fart
Wrinkles would at least make you redeemable.
Ahem
Anyway
From the start
“My dear venerable elder, so happy to see you”
A voice which I wish were never born.
Turning around, seeing a face I wish was never created.
“It is you”
I responded, letting my dislike for him shine through.
“Oh my, you don’t have to be so toxic all the time, it will make you grow older, you know”
One of the rare occasions we are alone together.
And he tries to be polite.
As if, you rotten pile of bones.
“I am not being toxic. I am trying to chase away the filth that deigns to speak with me.”
“Oooh, that’s a new one. Quiet good”
A smug face plastered on him
“What do you want”
Letting my anger seep out, eyebrows focused and narrowed.
“Hm, just like the human right too business”
A raised eyebrow, looking up to the sky as if thinking about a hard puzzle
Looking down again, staring into mine.
Finaly looking honest.
With his dead eyes and frown to match.
“You know just as well as I do, that taking this to the Gathering will only be a waste of time. You can't win, especially now that your son-“
“Dont you dare take my son into it, he has been foolish, but it was his own choice.”
A sigh.
“No, it is not. Not when you so hastily made him an elder. He now belongs to the city, one of us. And with it, comes a responsibility, one that he threw away for some, weak love”
How dare you
You big bag of god filth.
“Leave, my son. Out of it”
Giving me an exasperated eye-roll
He slowly said.
“As I’ve already said. This will lead to the Gathering deciding that she now belongs to us. I just wanted to ask her directly, making this all so much easier and faster, but noooo. You have to-“
“Sometimes I can't fathom how stupid you have become. Can you not see? She is not just a strong human, no. She has some sort of backing, some allies we dont know of. Just the other day, she just casually came strolling back with a phoenix. A phoenix! Cant you see?”
“I can see loud and clear, venerable elder, but I fail to see how this changes anything?”
Frown still on his face
Looking quiet bored.
As if replaying an encounter he has already had
Which he has.
“Ah, you stupid old pile of dung. If we bind her here, her allies will come to find her, and if they find her burnt to a crisp, they will want answers. And we don’t need more enemies.”
Giving me an angry glare
He opened his mouth
But closed it.
Steam coming out of his body
The surrounding environment growing hotter and hotter.
Oh, hehe.
Getting called old still makes you angry, huh?
A few seconds passed
And soon the steam resided.
And he calmed.
“Pheew. Still, I don’t see how this changes anything? She already came here wounded and confused. If worse comes to worst, we just tell her allies we found her dead.”
Ah
Of course
I forgot how nasty you can be.
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Or wait
No, no, I did not.
“She could become such a valuable ally if we just, befriended her.”
“I fail to see how she can’t already become one?”
“You old fart, she will rebel, she will fight back, she will use all her power to escape if we try to shackle her. If we let her fight for us on her own free will, we can use her for so much more.”
The surrounding grew hotter
Hotter and hotter
Worse than before.
And his eyes started glowing
Power leaking.
In return, I amassed my own mana.
Condensing it around my hands
Preparing a water shield.
Something I have become quite excellent at forming
Maybe even the best amongst all fauns.
But nothing happened.
Only giving me a last glare.
“Then we have to agree to disagree.”
Turning around and walking away.
Leaving me with an un-cast spell
And a heart fuming.
Luckily, I am a very old faun.
During my long years, I have acquired many friends.
Many of them being elders.
And many of them would gladly support my decision, no matter what I decided.
Being loyal to a fault
Which I thank them for.
From the bottom of my heart.
But this
This Gathering.
Is not something I think we can win
So I will need all the support I can get
And with it, we just might
Might be able to make it into a tie.
A tie where she would have enough time to get out of here
To flee far away.
In which the Gathering would be forced to accept her freedom
And therefore
Making it possible for her to return one day.
Hopefully.
But, considering that it would be him that is the leader of the opposition
I don't think it will go that easy-
He has a knack for persuading people-
A charm that few can match
Not even I possess such charm-
Even if the charm is a pile of fuming god shit.
“Son, tell me. Do you love her?”
I asked, walking towards the gathering.
Talking in faunish, as she was walking besides us
With the phoenix floating close by
Staring down at me
As if listening.
Strange creature.
“I-I.... I don’t think so.”
He responded, stuttering a bit
You don't think?
I need something more concrete than that.
Oh, my little boy.
Why do you have to get feelings now of all times?
“You don’t think? As in, you might or you dont know?”
“I-.. Why do I have to answer this? Is it really that important?”
“No, no, it is not important, but I want to know. You're my only son, giving you away to a human, no matter how wonderful she is, is not something I want to do.”
“I know, but... I can't help it, she is... She is my destiny.”
Pffft, destiny.
I have thought many times that someone would be a part of my destiny.
But living for as long as I have
It always ends badly
And trust me son
Now that you are also an immortal
It will happen to you too.
Hopefully, she will forget your name when the time comes.
As she too, is an immortal
I think.
“Hey, erm, if we fail in getting the Gathering to let her be free. What do we do?”
Question shaking me from thoughts.
A good question.
One that I don't have an answer too.
“I dont know”
“What do you mean? You always know what to do”
“Not always, you only think that because of my old age. It gives me an advantage. Wisdom beyond anyone else, but even I, dont know everything.”
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Silence
Walking side by side.
The human seeming distracted
Looking around with wide eyes
Taking in the sights.
Like a child
So innocent
But yet, so scarred.
“Then, I think. I think we should escape this city!”
He exclaimed, excitement in his voice.
“I know how fast she can run and I know you have magic that’s stronger than anyone's, we could!”
Hehe, oh my little son
Yes we could
Yes, we could.
“Maybe, but you know I can’t.”
Hearing my words, his expression quickly turned sour.
Then sad, eyes looking to me.
A pleading look, eyes I have seen many times before.
Eyes that have always made me retract, to give in.
I have spoilt him too much, giving him anything he wanted
I think it might be my fault he got so attached to her
Probably.
Instead of meeting his eyes, I focused forwards
Towards the Gathering
Toward the great hall.
Surrounded by six great pillars.
Many myths has been spun about these pillars
Why were they cut out?
Why are there six?
How has it lasted for so many generations?
Hehehe
It is always so much fun when you know the answers.
For you see
Those were once the statues of six great dragons
Six dragons more powerful than even the gods.
Cut down in defiance as we decided to go against them.
But still standing.
As the magic that made them were far stronger than anything known.
Time and the help of gods were the only thing that managed to cut even the top of those great pillars.
Oh, such times.
Such wonderfully simple times.
Inside of the great hall.
The small chamber
The gathering had started.
I find myself shouting.
And just as predicted
The discussion had turned loud.
And unfortunately
Not in our favor.
Once she had told her side of the story, about how and why she had come here.
Many, including me
Noticed how much she hid
Lying to her teeth as she told her story.
And weirdly enough, it was always about the phoenix
Interesting.
So that phoenix has something to do with her allies
Something secret and important.
But unfortunately, it did not help our cause.
As the other elder saw the lying as something far worse
Seeing her more as a danger than a possible ally.
And as the saying goes
Keep your friend close, but your enemies closer.
So most decided that they rather keep her on a leash where they could use her.
Stupid fauns.
How can you not see farther than your horns grow?
Anyway.
I still have a few smart ones that can see the value in keeping her free
And those still loyal to me
With these, we could at least draw out a tie.
“Human, why would you think coming here, expecting our help, would be for free?”
The old pile of shit asked
What do you think.
Of course she did not.
“She never asked to be healed! Nor did she ever say that she would not re-pay us! I healed her on my own behalf!”
I yelled back, feeling my anger fuming
Hours of talking, taking its toll on me.
But I still felt in control.
Aaa
These Gatherings
Always bring out the bad bones in my body.
“You may have done it on your behalf! But you used our precious Dragon blood to heal her, and a ritual that should be forbidden for anyone outside!”
He responded, still a big smile on his face
Even after yelling louder than anyone in the hall.
A skill few posses.
“She was dying! Would you leave someone for dead? And as i said she wil-“
But he interrupted me.
Yelling louder than before
Still sporting a smile.
“Dying?! The ritual is worse than death! Letting her take the ritual was not something you did with the sake of her life in mind. No I’ve heard whispers, you did it for your son!”
...
How dare you bring up my son
You filthy old bag of bones.
“I did no such thing.”
I almost whispered
But being heard
As the hall had grown silent.
And he whispered in response.
“Oh, but you did. I’ve heard a little whisper, a little whisper that said that your precious little son was wounded when fighting with the human, who in turn. Gave, and drank Dragon blood”
Ah
I see
So this was your plan
How you would win the argument
How you would win the hearts of the elders
Bringing those unsure to your side
Using emotions as a crutch
Making me look like someone who had made a rash decision
Something I might have done.
But he continued
Smile growing up to his eyes
Becoming genuine.
“And you, you could not bare to see your son die. Even if he was not ready for the ritual. Nor could you deal with his sorrow, so you did the only thing you could think off, you di-“
“SHUT UP”
I shouted
Making the hall quake
Feeling my entire body well up with mana
Eyes glowing
Strength flowing
I could so easily kill him
I could deal with the consequences
I could do it
Anything for my son.
...
“Oh venerable one, I ask you to not use magic in the chamber”
The judge said
One of the oldest
One of the biggest
But still younger than me.
I sighed.
Then breathed in
And then blowing out
A big breath.
“I’m sorry, my anger got the best of me”
Trying to extinguish the embers of hate I still held inside me
Trying to calm a fire that was burning
A task
I have had to do many times.
And unfortunately
Made me unaware of my surroundings
Not focusing on the talk.
My explosion of emotions has surely made our side lose all votes
The only ones staying are those loyal
So I stayed unaware
Focusing on quelling the anger.
But if I had just focused
Stayed in the moment
Listened
I might have been able to stop this
Stop the madness.
“.....We want you, to find the source of the blue flames that painted the sky many nights ago”
“Oh, haha yeah I know him, it’s mister dragon over here”
She said
Pointing at the phoenix.
Making the hall go deathly silent.
Staring wide eyed at her
And the phoenix.
Those few words spoken
Held so much information
Something that should not have been said
Nor been heard.
But in contrast to the others
Who had heard danger
And death.
About a phoenix that held immense power
A Phoenix that they were searching for.
I heard something else
Something far different
I heard the word dragon
And I remembered
I remembered a blue dragon
Capable of transforming.
Making me stare
Stare into the awe-inspiring form of the phoenix
Flames licking the air
Looking around itself bored and unfazed.
And I felt something
Something I have not felt for a very, very long time
I felt fear
Genuin and horrifying.
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