Silvinia, the capital of the West, is a land of dreams and blessings from the spirits. It is governed by the Valerian family, a lineage of sorcerers with mastery over mana, and by the Shaman sect, known for their communion with spirits and energy. The Elves, blessed with mana and renowned for their love of nature, settled in the West and planted the seeds of the World Tree there. Initially isolated from humans, they were amazed to find a sect among them closely attuned to spirits and possessing the Valerians' magical talent. The Elves acknowledged them, and they lived together, sharing magical arts and collaborating with the Shamans to develop and integrate spiritual magic, leading to the West's prosperity.
It's a marvelous blend; they are the best combination. Moreover, after exchanging knowledge, many geniuses emerged, including one who created Wise's Elixir and hid it in a man-made dungeon.
Well, I'm now in one of the hotels. What should I do? I guess I'll wait for those bastards sent by Zarax to follow me to leave.
"Damn, why is life so hard?"
"Ron-"
"Two to the east of the hotel, one disguised as a waiter, and one to the north."
He interrupted me before I could finish my question.
"You know what, I don't care anymore. Summon Jenny."
"Are you sure, young master?"
"Yes."
Jenny arrived.
"Follow me."
I took out a black ring with a purple stone and said, "Get ready."
Jenny and Ron nodded, and I activated the ring. Soon, the room was flooded with blinding purple light.
'We've arrived.'
I glanced at Jenny and Ron, who were both surprised.
"Hurry up."
I left without waiting for them, and they quickly recovered from their shock and followed me.
Ugh, these damn voices keep screaming in my head.
If I can get Wise's Elixir, the madness of the cursed dragon lineage will be cured.
We walked for about ten minutes until we stopped in front of a mysterious cave. Jenny and Ron's eyes widened, and Jenny gasped.
"Ruins."
Ron thought to himself, 'How did he know about this place?'
"Jenny, stay outside and guard. Don't let anyone in."
"Ron, follow me."
The funny thing is that even though Ron and Jenny continued to follow my orders without question or hesitation, I entered the ruins with Ron, and soon we encountered a green fog.
"Poisonous mist."
Ron must have immunity to poisons as an S-rank assassin, but Jenny would die if she came in with us, so I left her outside. As for me, I am immune to poisons thanks to the Elf Elixir.
We were confronted by ten-stone golems. Ron prepared for battle.
"They never learn, no matter how many times you break them. Destroy their mana cores."
Ron nodded and quickly took them all down. He looked puzzled but didn't ask me anything.
The poisonous lake, the traps, the maze – I instructed Ron on how to navigate them, and we quickly moved past them.
I can finally enter the lower floors. Getting here was way too easy...
But I have to be careful from now on. Many monsters fought the demon worshippers when they entered here, according to the story.
I watched from a distance while Ron did his job. It feels great to have others serve you.
"Ron, be careful."
The giant worm that inhabits the sand chamber is very strong.
It hid in the ground and suddenly attacked Ron.
After a few minutes, the giant worm was a corpse. Ron looked at me with his usual smile and said, "What's next, Your Highness?"
'This old man is terrifying.'
The giant snake isn't something you need to kill. We should head to the exit.
'Whatever.'
We stood in front of a large, ornate door.
So, this is the final room.
Ron opened the huge door, and what we saw was an old laboratory with a vial of azure liquid at its center.
This is the elixir from the original story. One of the villains possessed it and enjoyed terrifying regenerative abilities. But not anymore. This is mine.
If I drink the elixir, my severed arm will regenerate within 1 day. It heals all mental and physical illnesses and injuries. As far as I know, I think it will cure me of the dragon lineage madness... I hope. I drank the elixir. Great, I feel revitalized.
'Wonderful, my assumption was correct.'
All the voices in my head quieted, and I felt my mind rebuilding itself. Very good.
I turned to Ron and said, "Let's go."
We still have a lot of work to do.