There Is No World For ??

Chapter 68: An Unprecedented Transfer Examination (6)

* * *Unlike Darulma, who was blinking repeatedly while looking flustered, the Saintess remained composed.Calmly climbing back up the surveillance tower, she scanned the surroundings and spoke."Yeomyeong, are you planning to release it immediately? Are you sure it’ll be alright? The Korean military won’t just stand by idly..."Although her tone was as frivolous as usual, it was also filled with concern. Yeomyeong responded while tucking the Golden Seal into his waist."Do you think that they’ve been just standing by without doing anything until now? As long as we have a dragon here, the military will continue to behave like this.""...That’s true."From the moment they managed to obtain Kahal Magdu's rib bones, the Korean military had done nothing to hide their greed.Their blatant display of power trips, engaging in insidious backdoor schemes, and just a moment ago, a bullet had flown towards their heads.Though that was likely an unrelated action taken by Colonel Jung...But judging by how they were using the spoils as leverage to demand the Dragon's tail in its entirety, it seemed that the intentions of the higher-ups in the military weren’t that different from Colonel Jung's.Having sorted her thoughts, the Saintess poked the unconscious Colonel Jung with her foot and said."Still, I didn’t expect him to pull the trigger that quickly. And if we release the Dragon now, won’t they attempt to assassinate us later?""As for the assassination attempt, they’ve already made one, haven’t they?""...Huh?"Already made one? The Saintess tilted her head in confusion.Yeomyeong pointed at Colonel Jung and then at her. The Saintess then understood what he was implying and gasped.“Even if they desire the Dragon, how dare he try to assassinate a Saintess…”The Saintess snuck a glance at the soldier standing behind Yeomyeong. His head was bowed low, and his arms trembling."...Hmm."Was Yeomyeong planning to frame the narrative in this manner? The Saintess chuckled and approached Yeomyeong."So, what next? Do you have a plan?"She spoke in a hushed voice, too soft for the soldier or Darulma to hear. Yeomyeong answered in the same low tone."I’ll propose that we overlook the assassination attempt on the Saintess in exchange for the Dragon’s release.""Oh... that's quite a dilemma, isn’t it? Should they be known as the military that attempted to assassinate a Saintess, or the military that released a dragon?"The Saintess was somewhat impressed. Considering it was a hastily made plan, it didn’t seem too bad.It had barely been a few minutes since he dodged the bullet, yet he managed to come up with something like that in that short time despite seeming to lack any political sense or understanding of international relations.Could it be that… is he the type of person whose mind works better when it comes to outwitting others?She stared at Yeomyeong with a new perspective. Although it wasn’t right to judge people by their appearance, if he were an actor, his looks would suit the role of a villain better than a hero."...Come to think of it, he wanted to kill Wollard when we first met, right?""What are you suddenly mumbling about?""Oh? No, it’s just…. I-I also agree with that plan."Seeing the Saintess hastily change the topic. Yeomyeong stared at her with narrowed eyes at her, before raising the Royal Seal.Just as he was about to infuse mana into the seal, Darulma intervened."Hey, Yeomyeong. Are you really going to release the Dragon?"Darulma didn’t hide his surprise. He thought that it was just a bluff to string the military along, but he never imagined that the young man would actually release the Dragon."Yes, I do intend to release it."His voice was firm. Realizing that Yeomyeong was serious, Darulma was about to say something but then shut his mouth.If the owner intended to release it, there was no real reason to try and stop him.Of course, it would be regrettable for them to lose the Dragon’s heart and bones… but looking at the facts, that dragon wasn’t even property of Dungan Heavy Industries.Honestly, he just saw it as an opportunity to deliver a blow to the rude Korean military. However, Yeomyeong’s plan didn’t seem that bad either."...Is there anything I can do to help?"Darulma, who managed to quickly organize his thoughts, spoke. Yeomyeong pondered for a moment before turning his head towards the Dragon and responding."Could you possibly gather the reporters right away?""Reporters? This is a military-managed area, so the reporters won’t be able to make their way in.""Not here, but at the Manchurian base. It doesn’t matter where, as long as all the reporters gather in one place.""Well, that’s possible."Instead of asking why he needed reporters, Darulma immediately pulled out his phone and ordered his employees to gather the reporters.Seeing the soldiers’ expressions turn grim at the mention of reporters, Yeomyeong added belatedly."Oh, and could you ask them to bring good cameras as well?""...Good cameras?""Preferably ones good enough to capture a flying dragon."

* * *Orsay Taboul was immersed in a deep sleep beyond the realm of dreams—A death-like slumber induced by a massive amount of anesthetics and sleeping pills.

And while the Dragon's consciousness was still wandering within, it suddenly felt a warm mana flow into its body.This mysterious mana began to expel the drugs from its veins and breathe life into its stiffened heart.The Dragon realized that it was holy mana blessed by the gods.It was almost identical to the mana bestowed upon it when the priests of the five gods blessed it a long time ago.Was God trying to save it?The Dragon's consciousness followed the mana, breaking free from the effects of the drugs. Its limp muscles began to twitch, and its stagnant mana pulsed through its veins.Blood and mana flowed into his brain, bringing its consciousness back to the surface. In an instant, the Dragon completely shook off its sleep and the effects of the drugs... and awakened from its long slumber."You’re finally awake."The Dragon's large eyelids slid open.Looking to see who had woken him up, he saw a female human with a white light radiating from her hands.[...Saintess.]Orsay Taboul stared blankly at her white priestess robe and a blindfold covering her eyes.[Why am I still alive?]The Saintess, focused on healing, did not answer him but instead gestured to the side.The Dragon tried to raise its neck to check, but something was binding its neck and body securely.The Dragon instinctively tensed its body on realizing that it was a device meant to restrain domestic animals.Kugugung...The restraints screamed as it shook, but that was all. The thick restraints still remained secure against the Dragon’s body.The Dragon instinctively understood that this restraining device was specifically constructed to hold dragons and would not be broken even if it used all its strength.Though it wanted to unleash its Dragon’s Breath while in this state, the Saintess was in the way. It had no choice but to just shift its gaze and look to the side of the Saintess.What entered his sight was a familiar human male.[You are....]How could he forget the male human who had cut off its wings and legs and shot it in the eyes?"Orsay Taboul. I know you must be confused seeing that you just woke up, but first, let me..."And before the human male could even finish his sentence, the Dragon began to gather its mana in its mouth.Goooo—Even though its entire body was restrained, at the end of the day, it was still a dragon.It prepared to unleash its breath and sweep away both the restraints and the human male in front of it.However, in the next moment, the Dragon had no choice but to shut its mouth upon seeing the object the human held up.The Golden Seal. The last legacy left by its dear friend.[Cursed Earthian! How dare you!!]The Dragon’s roar echoed throughout the warehouse. The startled Saint covered her ears, and the human holding the Royal Seal frowned slightly."Oh, come on... let’s just talk."[Talk? Are you trying to taunt me right before you slaughter me?]"..."[O Saintess! How could you do this?! How could you align yourself with an Earthian! Do you not see the resentment of the millions of believers who were persecuted by communists…!]As the Dragon was about to expound its long-held fury, the human male flung the Royal Seal in the air. The Dragon was horrified by the sight.[Wh-what is this madness!!]The Dragon trembled with fury. If it weren’t for these damned restraints, it would have immediately raised its arms and crushed that Earthian!Just as it was about to scream in frustration, the pressure on its body vanished along with a clinking sound.All the restraints had come undone at the same time.No longer bound, the Dragon forgot its anger and stared at the human male with a bewildered expression.[The restraints are gone? What is this...]Instead of replying, the human simply raised his hand. After a moment, the Royal Seal returned to him.Not only was he able to release the restraints, but he could also retrieve the Royal Seal? The Dragon’s eyes trembled with disbelief as it stared at the human male.[How? Even I wasn’t able to use all its powers. Who handed it over to you?]"Someone you also know well."[...How dare you! Are you mocking me?]As the Dragon bared its teeth and growled, its mana erupted, causing the entire warehouse to shake.The soldiers watching the Dragon reacted immediately, drawing their guns.Numerous gun barrels and tense gazes were focused on the Dragon.However, neither the human male nor the Dragon paid any attention to the soldiers.After a brief silence, the human male raised the Royal Seal and spoke.“Bloodlines may dilute.”[...]“Statues may rust, and oaths may be forgotten.”As his words came to an end, the Dragon spread its wings wide, and its eyes bulged.The wounds on its eyes, still not healed, began to tear apart, and blood started flowing from its eyes like tears.“Nothing in the world is eternal, yet we…”[...wish for eternal friendship.]The Dragon lowered its body to meet the human’s gaze. The human male’s figure was reflected in the Dragon’s vertically slit reptilian eyes.“Do you now believe that I met someone you know well?”[...I believe.]As Orsay Taboul replied calmly, everyone in the warehouse, including the Saintess, had a look of shock on their face. Especially Darulma, who trembled as if struck by lightning.[Please reveal your name.]“My name is Cheon Yeomyeong. And I am the human who defeated you.”[Orsay Taboul, the Dragon.]Fortunately or perhaps not, unlike the Dwarf King, the Dragon had no desire for monikers.