The Villain's Story

Chapter 659: [659] The tether.



"It's because of this..."

Under all the pressure and his terrifying gaze, she manifested the soul crystal and showed it to him, Azmakul looked at it with interest, which later evolved into a grim expression.

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"I don't know why I have this... I received a quest from..."

"From the queen..."

Azmakul completed her sentence. He kept muttering to himself, fortunately, Sabrina couldn't understand the language of the dragons.

"Why? Why was such a cursed thing given to a human girl? And why did the queen give it herself?"

Her ears would have begun to bleed if Azmakul didn't stop talking, dragon tongue had such an effect on her lesser being. Listening to it for a long period was disastrous for her. Suddenly, Azmakul looked at her, stopped thinking and put his finger on her head, Sabrina felt mana flow, but she didn't know what was happening.

She could move, and do everything, but she didn't dare do it. She could only question whatever it was in her mind.

'He isn't... brainwashing me, right?'

She got rid of such terrifying thoughts, and simply waited for the dragon to finish. She could ask the questions at a later time.

"... Oh, my."

After what seemed like a few minutes, Azmakul retracted his finger and stepped back, muttering.

"I may need to revise the training schedule..."

She heard him mutter, her eyes lit up when he manifested the box that held the drop of ichor, but she stayed quiet. Though she was filled with questions, she had a feeling that the dragon would tell her himself.

The soul crystal in her hands floated up and escaped her grasp, going towards him. Azmakul held it gently with both hands, and examined it for a while, muttering things she still didn't understand.

Thankfully, the pain of hearing those words were gone.

"I suppose you are full of questions, ask away."

He ordered, turning away and looking at the sky, the crystal gently in his hands.

Mustering up her courage, she posed one question, the first of many.

"What... really is that? What is its purpose."

"It's a tether, a chain of sorts."

The reply came surprisingly quick, Sabrina stopped to think for a moment.

"For Alan... But why?"

Azmakul sighed and asked her a question.

"Take a guess, What is the strongest affinity the prince has?"

"Ice, or space?"

"Wrong."

The box floating in the air opened up, a chilly aura escaped from it as the crystal holding the drop of ichor finally revealed itself, it was then Sabrina realized.

"Chaos?"

The crystal did emit a chilly aura, but it was only an attempt to conceal something far more sinister, something she knew about. The feeling chaos mana gave off.

While she wasn't an expert in fighting demons who used chaos mana, she knew what it felt like, all heirs of the influential families and guilds were given many lessons about it, and even live demonstrations. All to make sure they learned of the consequences, and stayed away from

it.

As far as possible.

"Yes."

Azmakul affirmed, taking a bit of time before continuing, something Sabrina was growing tired of. Why did this dragon have to take an unnecessary amount of time between his answers?

Just answer in one go...

"The prince was an ordinary human at first, but he was special, in the regard that he could withstand not one, but the blessing of two supreme dragons. One is his mother, Lanesha, while the other, Is the supreme of chaos, Suleras."

She listened attentively, secretly praying that the dragon wouldn't take an unusually long time to answer again.

Thankfully, that was not the case.

"Both are his guardian dragons, and in turn, his parents you could say. But, there is a distinction. While the prince is greatly attuned to the element of the queen, it pales in comparison to his affinity for chaos."

He turned around, the light of the soul crystal obscured her vision slightly.

"But because of reasons I do not know, or am not required to know, she placed a limit on the prince. My guess would be it is because he cannot contain it, using chaos could make him go insane with power. It would make sense why is so reluctant to absorb this drop of ichor."

She looked at the drop of ichor encased in ice floating in the air, before being interrupted by Azmakul.

"You already used this once, when the prince achieved Enlightenment. The state of the prince's mind is fragile... If he uses chaos, he can display power equal to, or much greater

than, the state of enlightenment..."

"But because he isn't in control... he needs something to wake him up."

"Precisely. The power is too much for his mental state to clearly control, he will lose sight of

his actions, so a chain is necessary to keep him in place."

"Why me though? I'm sure there were plenty of options..."

Azmakul thought for a moment, before giving his answer.

"Perhaps, regrettably, you were the best option available at the moment... or there is something more to you, which is unlikely."

'Regrettably? Unlikely?'

Though she did ask that led to that answer, it would be a lie if she said she wasn't hurt. She was talented...but perhaps that talent was nothing in front of this ancient dragon.

It still hurt, though.

"... But what if I used for... wrong? What if I used it to make him my slave or used him for my own benefit?"

It was possible, she could exert a lot of control over Alan if she used the soul crystal. She had done this back in Gigantia, when Alan was about to kill Arken. She used it to drain him of his strength, and make him snap out of it, literally.

Though she had never fully tested it, and hoped she would never have to do it. It was certainly possible for her to make Alan her puppet.

In response, Azmakul smiled. That smile of his was creepy enough to send shivers down her spine...suddenly, she didn't want to hear the response.

"Had you done that, You would have met a fate far worse than death."

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