Licht stared at the burly man lie on the bed. He felt no sense of guilt when he stared and silently ridiculed the charred ends of Viscar's hair.
'Serves you right, old man,' he snickered inwardly.
'Some kid you are! I really wonder why your parents still kept someone like you,' Draywein says intruding into Licht's head like always.
Licht rolls his eyes and clicks his tongue, 'We are not equals, not by a long shot. So, don't talk to me like we are. Make a good note of that.' Licht replies with a deeply annoyed tone.
Licht stood up to leave the room. He had been urged to watch over Viscar since he was the one who had fried him an hour back. Licht opened the door, though he wasn't surprised when one of his maids fell to the floor.
Yoalia silently chastised herself as she quickly got herself off the floor and regained a piece of her composure.
"And your business here is?" Licht asks uninterested. Yoalia bit her lip as her nervousness got the better of her, "I was c-chosen to check up on M-master Royule."
"Oh really?" Licht asks indifferently as he walks out of the room. Yoalia gives a sigh of relief, but before given the chance to fully relax Licht stops in his tracks. "And," Licht starts with a frightening chill in his voice, "don't you dare tell anyone I left the room."
"Eek! Y-yes young master." She replies hastily with a bow. Licht nods as if satisfied, and sneakily makes his way outside the manor.
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Licht clenched his fist as he held Draywein up by his scaly tail. Draywein had previously piqued his interest, but the stupid dragon still believed he could negotiate with Licht.
"Continue your statement." Licht deadpanned as he shook Draywein. Draywein, on the other hand, whimpered helplessly as he soon felt the urge to vomit. "If you just-"
"No deal. I refuse." Licht shuts down immediately.
Draywein flinches and his mouth was left agape, he was surprised at the non-hesitancy of his response. "How about-"
"No." Draywein strains himself and looks up at Licht while silent tears fell from his eyes. "I-I give. So please let me go~."
Licht lets go, dropping Draywein roughly on the cave floor. The cave had soon become their private spot; Licht surprisingly came here at every chance they got. To someone unfamiliar with Licht's behavior, it would seem like Licht had an attachment to the cave. But in truth, Licht found the cave very convenient due to its high mana density.
"Do your job, you good for nothing Encyclopedia," Licht ordered.
"I've once heard of this thrill before. That feeling of superiority when you teach a forever faithful disciple-"
"Is that so?" Licht asks as he prepares a flame spell, a brutal weakness to shadow creatures. Draywein panics and begins what Licht had asked of him.
"W-well, like I said before that your mana regeneration was quite impressive. I mean, it was expected since it's from your previously gained skill after becoming a dragon."
"Please keep the worthless stuff to yourself. I believe that as a former Supreme Dragon yourself, you would be familiar with the racial skills given."
"Better if you ask nicely," Draywein mutters. Though, Licht hears this but chooses to ignore it. "Well, enhanced physical and mana regeneration is a must. As the name implies, we are supreme beings. Our regeneration capabilities are abundant, making us almost immortal as long as mana is present." Draywein states proudly.
"What do you mean 'we'? If I remember correctly, you lost that title when we finalized that contract." Licht called out coldly.
Draywein gives a small wail, "You're a monster!"
"I don't have time for this." Licht states.
"Okay. ~ What else is there? Ah, then there's the other skill, [Tough Scales]. This skill produces scales on a dragon's body,"
"What do you mean produce? Dragons already have scales on their body, don't they?"
Draywein gives a haughty chuckle, "Of course we dragons are known to own impenetrable scales," he begins. "But it would be a pain to sleep in that form. It is very uncomfortable. So, the skill also completely dissolves the scales when needed."
"Continue."
"Next is [Overbearing Dragon Pressure]. But in your case, probably [Overbearing Draconic Pressure] since you are now a draconic human. A passive skill that is extremely useful. One look from me and those humans ran away quivering in their loincloths."
Licht passed a cold look at Draywein causing him to shiver, "Anyways, this skill is in correlation to the dragon's emotions. The more furious you are the greater your pressure. Though if you are a weaker dragon, no matter how deep your anger runs the pressure exuded will have a weak effect. So, you could say levels are also a factor in this skill as well as mana."
Draywein looks up at Licht. At that moment he had wanted to ask Licht for his level, but he decimated that idea. He would get killed if he was to ask now or ever.
"This is troubling, though I know I can trust my luck," Licht mutters. "I had long passed level 200 before I met you, so I have no idea how the system views me."
Draywein breaks a sweat when he hears Licht's words, he couldn't believe that he had tried to pick a fight with him. 'Ha-ha. The world truly isn't fair. I'll just continue with my explanations.'
"There is also [Spirit Magic], a skill exclusive to higher tier races. Humans are not included in this list, though with enough power non-humans can get this skill, although almost none know of its existence. This skill is magic that includes the aid of spirits and there are also different types of spirits. There-"
"I'm aware. So please continue."
"Well, there is also [Draconic Wings]. That is very straightforward, I believe. Though it is an active skill, so you can rest easy. Wings won't just appear out of nowhere. Another skill, [Flight]. It is obviously very impossible for a dragon with its heavyweight, to fly with wings alone. [Elemental Breath] is also straight forward."
Draywein sighs, "[Enhanced Senses] is a must since your race is changing, so there's that. Uh... [Draconic Claws]. An active skill that produces and sharpens the claws the more mana you pour into them. [All Seeing Draconic Eyes], a skill that sees all things when activated. It can also see-through things, detects mana, and provides visuals on an opponent's weak points. And... finished."
Licht lays his head on the cold floor, "Really? Then I have to test all these soon. I'm sure you would love to aid me, won't you Draywein?"