The Osiris family has a strange genetic history.
I don't know from which generation, their direct line members occasionally awakened a few freaks.
Scales grow somewhere on his body, and he was born with divine strength and superhuman physical qualities, while also possessing a powerful aura that normal people cannot approach at will.
This monster-like symptom, which appeared every few generations, initially horrified the family, but fortunately, they found that as long as they carried on reproducing their offspring, the symptoms of the disease would quickly disappear and return to normal, so this has been successfully concealed.
After hearing this, Eleazar looks at her a bit surprised.
"Do you mean to say that you have scales growing somewhere on your body as well?"
"Uh..."
"Where is it? Let me see!"
Luna suddenly blushed and stopped in her tracks.
"I'm going back!"
Not being able to see the dragon scales, Eleazar felt a bit sorry for them.
On the way home, he was full of thought.
The Osiris family is a family that broke off its transcendental legacy.
It was unknown which generation had accidentally awakened the characteristics of the dragon species latent in their bloodline, and then continued to pass on this characteristic through reproduction, and whenever they encountered a suitable individual, that characteristic would manifest itself strongly.
The family, now, had long since moved away from that mysterious world, so much so that three transcendental items in the mansion hadn't been properly cared for and a copy of the legendary material in the study.
Material: Red Dragon's Pupil
Grade: Legend
Not a sub-dragon, but a true dragon species!
He had just come close to having his spirituality ignited when he had gazed upon it with transcendental vision in his study.
This crystallization, condensed from the pupil of the eye, retains its superhuman activity even though it is stored under extremely irregular conditions, and with its appearance of extraordinary value, it is always attracting people to discover its true secret.
After waiting to walk to an unoccupied area, Eleazar quickly deposited the precious material into a space crystal.
"Finally, I've found a master material..."
The transcendental activity in his body, which hadn't taken magic potions in who knows how long, was already stirring.
"No, there's a lot more preparation to be done!"
Eleazar suppressed the urge to gulp it down.
Magic potions of 4th order and higher start to have to be taken in specific environments.
Also, this cursed armor...
From the moment he wore this thing, he understood that the Church was not only restricting his freedom, but also thwarting his attempts at sneaking promotions, and was going to completely pick apart the kind of behavior that came and went without a trace.
Did he have to find a bunch of acolytes to energize him while he slept?
Thoughtfully, he returned to the rental house, then flipped through the magic guidebook to determine the information on the material.
"It should be the Red Dragon all right..."
Although many dragon species possessed a flame spit, that searing and overbearing ignition-inducing characteristic should only be matched by the five-colored dragon.
"A red dragon's pupils will fade with age, and will eventually have eyes like lava balls..."
Eleazar took out the pupil of the eye that had condensed in the crystallization again and looked at it.
The surface of the crystallization was covered with a layer of impurities, while the interior was incomparably pure, looking like it had been condensed from natural death, and there wasn't much evil left inside, otherwise, it would have been another far-reaching cursed object.
Within the crystals is a circle of pale strips of flocculation, forming a pupil that seems to be filled with space and seems to be watching you. "Well, it is indeed a red dragon of the five colors, and the pupil age appears to be that of a young dragon at just over 100 years old, only just showing signs of fading, so young to be at peace? Why? Death by disease?"
The material was so old and the information at hand so scarce that Eleazar then gave up trying to trace the cause of death.
He could only call it a miracle that such casually placed lore material hadn't turned into a curse...
The pages were then turned back to the table of contents, looking for magic potion recipes according to a specific index.
[Dragon Breed, Fire, Legend]
Skimming over the low and medium-ranked magic potions configured from those sub-dragon materials, his eyes went directly towards the Legendary rank and above to look for them.
There are only two pathetic pieces of information in the magic guidebook for magic potion recipes that match these wordings.
Eleazar froze.
[Magic Potion: Dragonitis]
[Level: Legendary]
[Primary Material: At least one of the youthful red dragon pupils, horns, dragon crystals, and scales, which are highly cohesive with transcendental activity]
Taking condition: trigger an eruption of an extinct volcano that matches the year of the material, the higher the year the volcano is silent the higher the success rate of the magic potion, take the potion to complete the promotion the moment before the eruption.
...
[Magic Potion: The End]
[Level: Mythic]
[Primary Material: Swift Red Dragon's Heart Chamber, Ten Gallons of Dragon's Blood]
[Ceremony: Overflowing Wealth]
Taking conditions: create an earth fire catastrophe that affects millions of people, and wait for the heat of the ground to ignite the sky, when the dome of the sky falls in a rain of fire, take the magic potion for promotion at the moment when the sky meets the flames of the earth. Note: The larger the scale the higher the success rate of the magic potion!
...
"Well, a Mythic grade magic potion would never succeed in Celine..."
Eleazar closed his book silently.
Even if he had the material of a Swift Dragon, he couldn't accomplish such a feat, so he'd better be honest and go to the Deadly Volcano.
Look for a dead volcano that's been dormant for at least a hundred years.
Rubbing his head and sighing, he leaned back in his chair and tilted his head up to look at the ceiling.
"And to get help from the Acolytes..."
During the slumber, there is also a holy light recharge or he will be eaten alive by the cursed armor.
"Meow meow meow!!!"
At that moment, Blacky kept meowing and walked in through the doorway.
"Why, are you hungry, I put their cat food for you."
Eleazar looked back, his face instantly stricken.
The black cat, who staggered and walked like a drunk, had eyes that glowed with a faint purple light.
He immediately rushed over and picked up the black cat, holding it up in front of him.
"Nana is that you over there!"
"Meow~~~"
With immense difficulty, the black cat lifted a paw as if to stroke his face.
...
On the other side of the continent, the sun was ringing in the middle of the day.
Inside the cabin, the two women came together in front of a blurry and wobbly mirror with unbridled excitement.
"Why is it so dark? Can't even see clearly!!!"
Fina, sweating profusely as she maintained the envoy connection, said with difficulty, "The distance is too far, and the input from our side isn't strong enough, and it's still dark over there, and he hasn't lit any lights."
As he spoke, the blurry mirror slowly cracked all over.
Evelea just had to bring her face closer again, whimpering, "Honey, or you've gotten skinny..."
Fina: "If he doesn't know the beast language, he can't understand the words conveyed by the envoy..."
"For you to care!!!"
The next second, the erratic remote connection breaks.
"Crack!"
The witch who was chipped in the face by the shards of the mirror gasped and wailed.
"It's only a few seconds! Why are you so short!"
"Well, it should be that the energy on our side is not strong enough, so it seems that we can't just waste material in the future."
"Told you not to trade material for booze!"
The witch crossed her arms in exasperation.
"Wow, I'm pissed off just thinking about it!"
"What does it matter~~"
Fina picks up another bottle and tilts her head.
"Big deal, we'll get it back!"
"Hiccup~~"