Chapter 283 – Traces

When I opened my eyes, an endless line of rocky mountains greeted us.

You’ve come to the right place.

“Goryong Mountains… Is there really a rare thing here, Master?”

“Uh. Right here.”

Carla is puzzled. In fact, it is a natural reaction for people of this era.

The shape of the mountain range in the Goryong Mountains resembles a dragon, it is a place where dragons lived together in the distant past, and it is a place where dragons that have reached the end of their lifespan prepare for their death.

Stories related to all kinds of dragons are attached. Of course, most of the rumors were untrue.

Does anyone still believe the rumors?

When dragons were still alive, they were visited by people who worshiped them, dared to challenge them, or conversely asked for help.

After the Great War, after the dragon was practically extinct, it was full of people who wanted to shake off the abandoned rare and try to make a living…

That, too, is an old story.

There were no more living dragons, and no rares were found.

Three hundred years was enough time to take the heat away from the devout worshiper and the persevering chaperone.

For that reason, only the name is Goryong Mountains now, a place where no one sincerely believes that dragons live.

Here is Fafnir’s rare.

“To be more precise, there is a transfer door to Fafnir’s Rare.”

“… When you say a transfer door, do you mean a teleport gate?”

“To be more precise, it is a magic tool that maintains the teleport gate at all times.”

“Uh, how is that even possible?!”

Elisha jumps up in disbelief. Iris let out a languid yawn as she looked at her pupil.

“Ahhhhh… Disciple If it’s a dragon, it’s possible.”

“I know that dragons naturally become archmages as they age. But no matter how great a wizard is, always maintain the teleport gate. Even more so, it was before space magic was developed like it is now!”

“That’s right. But what if there is not one archmage?”

“… To?”

“The archmage is the one who turns the impossible into the possible and creates miracles with the hands of mortals, albeit in a limited way. If more than a hundred such archmages gather and put their heads together… Did you still think it would be impossible?”

“Ah.”

Elisha opened her mouth as if she realized something only then.

Iris stretched out her short limbs in the middle of her body and continued to stretch her body.

“Okay. Dragons are a race that we shouldn’t think of with our common sense. Elisha, you must have heard of the Dragon Council, right?”

“Isn’t it an autonomous organization that existed when dragons were still active? I know this because it is quite famous.”

In the game, it was a group that came from a document item that unlocks the past of the continent of Eurelia.

Roughly strong, but it was said that it was a minimal management group created by dragons with strong personal tendencies.

One day, he suddenly turned around and captured, or even killed, a dragon that was running around.

Like admonishing young dragons who block important sea routes or mountain ranges and steal tolls to act moderately.

Such as giving birth to only half-human, half-dragon in succession, but not giving birth to a dragon, a member of the same species, giving a stern warning to the dragon.

As usual with the Jangsaengjong group, except for emergencies, it was a loose group, but… Still, it was a place for the cause of the tribe.

Right now, whether or not to participate in the war of the gods was decided by the Dragon Council.

The Dragon Council itself appears in a wide range of stories from children’s books to history books, so there is no doubt that it is an institution that existed.

“If so, do you know how so many dragons gathered in one place?”

“Um… Well? After all, if each individual was at the level of the Archmage, wouldn’t they have come to us on their own after choosing the location?”

“So it’s no different from a simple group promise, isn’t it? Parliament, as it is called, requires authority… I heard.”

“You heard me? Who are you talking to, Master?”

At Elisha’s words, Iris looked away from her and murmured.

“… Yes.”

“Yes? I can not hear you well. Please speak a little louder.”

“Profit! He said he heard it directly from a dragon he became close with during the War of the Gods!”

“What is that… When did the dragon go extinct… Oh!”

Elisha shook her head in amazement and made a sorry expression. Is this a generation gap?

But it’s already too late. Iris’s cheeks had swelled up a long time ago.

“S, Master? That’s fine. Being a little older isn’t a bad thing, is it?”

“…”

“Look! Didn’t you learn something this time thanks to Master’s experience? So don’t be too heartbroken.”

“…”

“Oh, well. You look the youngest on the outside, so wouldn’t it be okay?”

“… Ew!”

This time, Iris jumps up and stomps on Elisha’s feet, as if she’s really angry.

“Aww! It hurts, Master! Because I was wrong! I won’t talk about my age anymore, so stop… !”

Bean bean.

Despite Elisha’s request, Iris’s punishment did not stop.

As if there would be no end at this rate, she grabbed Iris by the waist and lifted her up.

“Master! Let me go! We must show Elisha the dignity of her master… !”

“There is no such thing as dignity that can be damaged by something like this?”

“Oh, you did a good job! There’s no way Master’s dignity could be damaged by something like this?! I still deeply respect Master!”

I asked in the sense of whether there was dignity in the first place, and this is how I interpret it.

Of course, I didn’t take it out of my mouth.

Instead, he slowly shook the rumbling Iris. Then, in an instant, her body droops and becomes quiet.

Elisha looked at her own master with her very complex expression, but… Ignoring her, she continued:

“Let’s see. Didn’t I explain that the Dragon Council was an authoritative body even among dragons? So what is the best way to show authority?”

“Usually, there will be a decent title and crown, a bloody army, a fancy castle, and countless properties. But that…”

“Huh. If it’s a dragon, you can have it if you put your mind to it. So what the Council chose was something great that even a god would not dare to touch, let alone a dragon.”

“Why are you so indecisive? Please tell me, brother.”

I wondered if he wasn’t interested because he was the quietest, but in fact, he didn’t say anything because he was listening the most.

Helena urged her next, her golden eyes wide open.

“… Shouldn’t Helena listen to the righteous Kwangmyeong-nim?”

“Ah, that’s right, the Lord is busy telling the other gods about this raid.”

“…”

No. That’s probably my main pride, and warning that it’s dangerous is a bonus.

Her mouth itched, but she didn’t need to test Helena’s faith, so she drew her conclusions right away.

“Simply put, several great magics were elaborately interlocked to create a space in which unqualified people could not enter.”

“… Is that all that great? I think it’s some kind of locking magic or barrier.”

“Huh. Did you say He said he “Created” The space. I did not impose restrictions on the existing space, but created a space with special rules.”

At those words, Helena’s face hardened.

A feat that is also in line with the world. It would be strange to not be surprised to hear that he did it with magic. But…

“Don’t expect too much. It is a space that can be maintained only when 100 senior dragons consume a huge amount of mana in real time.”

Yes. Dragons succeeded in creating space, but failed in maintaining it.

Of course, this alone is comparable to the gods who built their own sanctuary… The problem is that it has been 300 years since they became extinct.

“The dragon council is closed. It will never open again unless 100 Archmages gather and consume 100 Elder Dragon Hearts.”

“I… Master? Then why did you come to this place where there is a dragon council? I’m not sure what the meaning of the closed transfer door was in the first place.”

Slowly, I handed the limp Iris to Karla, who raised her hand.

He continued her speech, giggling at the sight of her accepting her iris despite her embarrassment.

“It is true that I said there is a transfer gate here, and it is also true that there is a road leading to the Dragon House… Didn’t you say you were going to the Dragon Council?”

“Yes?”

Carla tilted her head as if that was the sound of a platypus eating grass.

Huh… Platypuses are carnivores, so they don’t eat grass.

“Didn’t I tell you that the Dragon Council is difficult to open and maintain? So, the council can be held only when all 100 elders are gathered. The problem is, like Jangsaengjong, the dragons’ sense of time is missing a screw.”

Even if they arrive first, the parliament cannot be held anyway. I have no choice but to wait a long time for another dragon to arrive.

But if you wait like that, there are times when something happens and you have to go out for a while, sometimes you have to come back to the main body to relieve your tired body, and you need entertainment to relieve your boredom.

“Naturally, something like a plaza was created, and to make coming and going a little more comfortable, we installed a transfer door leading directly in front of each of our rares.”

To put it simply, it is not the National Assembly Building, but the building of the National Assembly Station.

By the way, the reason why this place is called the Goryong Mountains is because before the transfer gate was created, there were dragons that sometimes flew to come here.

Seeing that, he must have thought that there are many dragons living in this mountain.

“We will go to that plaza from now on. From there, we will take the transfer door and head to Lair of Fafnir.”

Of course, when we arrive, nothing will be left there.

Why did the alternative system call me here? I know you called to give me something.

Don’t want much

Even a simple set of dragon materials would be sufficient.

Oh, is it real?