Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Chapter 894 - The Disturbing Prophecies

'You already have one world under your control,' Gege said in a cheerful tone.

'No, he has almost three,' the golden dragon corrected her, 'this world will belong to him alongside the world of his academy.'

As the golden dragon mentioned his Dorgazire academy, Arthur's face changed. He left his world while the academy was in ruins. He left and went to join a contest with many clans and academies, and now he had to just win over them all.

'No… That's not the right way to think about it,' he stopped his thoughts before adding, 'as I have the strength, then why not forcibly take everything? Why play with their rules and not mine?'

His mind changed from thinking to just win this competition to launching a way against all the academies in his base world.

After all he only feared others thanks to their relations with the higher realms. And now he didn't need to worry about that.

'Ding! Don't trust mere promises from others,' the system could already guess what Arthur was thinking about, 'Ding! You should secure your own goals by your own strength and actions, not based on others..'

'I know…' Arthur's face tightened, 'that's why I'll tread my path from here onwards based on one simple fact… I will have my own empire and will make it dominate over these ten worlds. Even if they summon higher realm mages to stop me, I'll make sure to crush them all and even carve my path with my own blood to achieve my goals!'

He set his mind over that goal and there was nothing more to consider. His path started a long time ago when he met Sara, when he knew about the empire and their existence.

If the condition to rise to the higher realm was by having a clan or an academy, then what about an empire? A clan was limited to a small piece of land, and the academy was limited to a part of a world.

However his empire wouldn't be limited by anything! It would easily rule over worlds like they were mere towns.

"Are you still here?" As he ended what he was contemplating about, he turned to see Amera standing still in her place.

"I was waiting for you," his sudden move and question startled her. She was also lost in her thoughts about her own journey.

She wasn't someone blessed by family or wealth. She had beauty, but she never thought of using it to her advantage. Not even once.

She only cared about strength, climbing all the way up from the lowest ranks to her current high position amongst the elite forces of her clan.

However she found that all that was worth nothing in front of her man. Everything seemed to pale and lose its fragrance when she thought about choosing this or that, choosing her current status or her future with Arthur.

Her mind was just playing tricks with her. And all these useless thoughts vanished the moment Arthur spoke.

And when he heard her answer he smiled, in a warm way that made her heart melt away.

"I know it was so hard on you," Arthur said in an apologetic tone.

"Don't say that," she laughed nervously, "I got to see my home and defend it thanks to you. I also had many amusing adventures and great battles as well."

"I didn't mean that," Arthur only said that and didn't say more. He gazed up at her while her face changed slightly to show her embarrassment.

After all he was eyeing her with desire, something she felt so hot and vivid and made her face even blush.

"We are ready to go," just as Arthur was about to make his move, Doaf appeared all of sudden and rescued her from this moment. "What's… wrong?" Doaf noticed the strange reactions over the two faces in front of him.

"Nothing," Arhtur wanted to punch him in the face at this moment, but he didn't. "Let's go back then. We have a long way to travel."

"We can take everyone inside our worlds if you wanted," Nicole appeared as well before adding, "after all we have many wounded mages who need rest."

Arthur shifted his gaze around. Nicole was right, there were so many wounded mages here. Plus those surrendered forces whom they just took hostage after the end of this war.

There were a lot of dark mages and monsters left behind. Arthur wasn't interested in the mages, but these monsters were another thing.

"Take everyone inside," he said, "but leave the monsters behind."

"Monsters?!" Doaf said while looking at the other two around, "will we leave them here?"

"No," Arthur shook his head, "I have something for them."

"Again with your riddles and schemes…" Amera couldn't help but laugh while shaking her head. "Alright, let's go and gather up our forces before leaving together."

Arthur waited in his place while watching everyone working around. While he stood there, Deem and Gor appeared with conflicted looks on their faces.

"What's wrong with you two?" he asked with a big smile, "I thought you would be happy and proud of your achievements in this war."

Despite his words, the two didn't have any change in their worried faces which made Arthur wonder why.

"When we both inside the sect… we got across a warehouse filled with secret scrolls," Deem slowly said before  Gor added:

"We read some and found that they were prophecies made by these cultivators."

"And?" Aarthur didn't find this shocking. After all, a sect based on foretelling should have such a place to store things there.

"We tried to take these scrolls and store them away," Deem said, "but they all vanished the moment the sect was gone."

"Expected," Arthur shrugged, "what makes the two of you look like this then?"

"Well…" Deem looked to Gor in hesitant way before adding in nervous tone, "there was a group of prophecies related to you and this world."