"Kuhum! That man is already taken. No matter what you do, he won't be yours."
The dumbfounding silence was broken by none other than Quetzalcoatl. Alaia turned a surprised look at Quetzalcoatl before showing a hint of confusion. With a head gesture from Quetzalcoatl, she quickly turned to Aurelia. A quick scan of Aurelia's Mana told her Aurelia wasn't amount much, so a ridiculing look immediately appeared on her face.
"This woman can't be compared to me. Why would such a strong man want to fornicate with this undesirable woman?"
"Excuse me?" Aurelia, with an offended look, coldly glare at Alaia. "Do you even know who I am? No wonder why you dare behave so impudently. You are just but a newborn pup. I bet you are not even older than 200 years old."
"Are you bragging about your age? I'm glad I'm not older than you, granny."
"G-Granny, she said…"
If Aurelia didn't control her emotion well, she would have thrown out a mouthful of blood. The damage done by the younger Dragon Alaia was real. She wanted to be mad about it but couldn't do it since she was the one who brought up the topic. Despite this fact, she still wanted to beat Alaia to a pulp.
'How dare she make me conscious of my age!?'
"Well, this is my granddaughter. She has been away for a millennium, so it is natural for you to not know her."
Before Aurelia managed to strangle Alaia in her mind, she received a surprised look from the said Dragon because of Quetzalcoatl's remark. A gloating smirk immediately appeared on her face as she puffed her chest, urging Alaia to worship with the gesture.
"Is she the daughter of the God Slayer Genelos!?" Alaia exclaimed loudly, startling Aurelia who immediately backed off upon seeing the excited look Alaia shot her.
"Yes. She is that man's daughter."
"Pardon me for my insolence, Great Lady!"
"Uh…yeah. Just back off. You are creeping me off."
In the blink of an eye, Alaia was already kneeling before Aurelia with great reverence. It was one of the moments when Aurelia wished her wish hadn't been granted. One should be careful of what one wishes. Aurelia learned about it the hard way.
After Alaia got over her awe, she immediately got up and asked why Aurelia was suppressing her strength. An awkward look appeared on Aurelia's face and it puzzled the younger Dragon. Aurelia explained that she didn't want to flaunt her power and Alaia accepted it easily. She heaved a sigh of relief at the fact that Alaia didn't figure out about her seal, oblivious to the truth that she was indeed suppressing her power.
"Well, we still have another agenda, so you can start training that lass. She doesn't look like she wants to spend any more time idling and chatting," Quetzalcoatl remarked as he pointed at Millonia.
"Very well." Alaia turned to Millonia. "What is your name?"
"Oh, so you care now? You are not worthy to know my name, bitch!" Millonia spat heatedly.
"Whatever. I will make you say it."
With a shrug, Alaia said her farewell, grabbed Millonia and then flew away. Millonia wasn't very ecstatic about it but didn't say anything. She was a vengeful soul. Noting how her eyes gleamed coldly, Layland, who knew her best, was sure she was already devising her revenge. Alaia would regret ever provoking her. She was someone who could make a battle maniac hate battles.
When the presence of the two women could no longer be felt, Quetzalcoatl told them it was their turn to go. He propelled himself to the sky and then sustained himself in the air with Wind Magic. He didn't need to look back to know Layland could easily replicate it. Layland did it even better than Aurelia did and she was supposed to be more versed in it.
Using the wind, they moved through the air at a speed that was inconceivable for human eyes to follow. They encountered some Dragons on the way and all of them always wordlessly got out of their way. Some even moved out of the way as soon as they could see them passing. It wasn't hard to deduce what kind of existence Quetzalcoatl was to the Dragons in Ne Okozmo.
Five minutes passed and the travel finally ended. They landed on a vast plain decorated with hundreds of gigantic headstones. The plain didn't have anything other than the headstones. Despite the grassy ground, not a single tree could be spotted there. At a glance, it was nothing but a massive graveyard. However, some things were more than they met the eyes.
Ever since they landed there, Layland's heart had been racing nonstop. He was excited. His Dragon Blood rushed circulated throughout his body, bringing out his Draconic traits involuntarily. He could see them—the spirits of the Dragons buried underground. They were looking down at him in a challenging manner. He was provoked. He felt a great urge to prove himself.
"Calm down, lad. You won't be able to fight them—they are dead," Quetzalcoatl stated, bringing Layland out of his battle-ready state. "What you are feeling right now is the Intent of the dead Dragons. There is only one way for you to battle it."
Quetzalcoatl paused and then exclaimed with a smirk, "Use your Dragon Intent to suppress it!"
Boom!
The air exploded as Layland's Dragon Intent flooded the graveyard. Quetzalcoatl instantly let out a dumbfounded laugh as he couldn't believe the scene he witnessed. Layland's Dragon Intent was too much for a mix-blood. He would even dare say some pure-bloods would never be able to have such intense Dragon Intent.
Of course, compared to the prominent Dragons in Ne Okozmo such intensity was nothing. However, it was important to note that it was still the beginning for Layland. In no time, he would surpass every pure-blooded Dragon in Ne Okozmo. Only one Dragon could match that talent of his and that was his granddaughter who was madly in love with the said Demon.
"I guess they are just made for each other."
With a helpless smile, Quetzalcoatl watched as Layland suppressed the Intent left by the bodies of the Dragons buried underneath. Not all Dragon's bodies did that after they died, however, each one of the buried Dragons had fallen in the Great War. All of them had taken down at least one God before their demise.
The Dragon Intent their bodies were emitting was not even a tenth as intense as it had been, but it was still not easy to suppress it. Despite so, Layland could overwhelm it in half an hour. He was paler than he usually was by the end of it, but his trademark condescending smirk showed that he wasn't in the least bit tired.
"Now that you already know how to utilize your Dragon Intent, I hope you can hone it yourself. Feel free to use it on your opponents in the future. Nothing beats the satisfaction of subduing your enemy merely with your Dragon Intent, after all. Hone it well."
With that remark, Quetzalcoatl soon led Layland and Aurelia to another place. They headed north which was the coldest region of Ne Okozmo. Only one Dragon lived there and she was the only Dragon who breathed ice in the entire Ne Okozmo. She was the only one capable of training Layland who received Azhdaha's inheritance.
Upon reaching the region, they were greeted by a lone mountain covered by eternal snow. It was nowhere near as big as the mountain where Quetzalcoatl lived but wasn't less impressive. After all, at its peak, a white Dragon slept peacefully. Because of its enormous size, the Dragon entirely enveloped the peak of the mountain with its body.
Each time the Dragon breathed out; a snowstorm occurred. The snowstorm would last a few hours, so when the Dragon breathed out not long after, it intensified the snowstorm and slightly changed its direction.
"I am sure the day to my debt hasn't come yet. Why did you bother to come, Quetzalcoatl?"
As the white Dragon's eye opened, an imposingly heavy voice reverberated throughout the region. At the same time, the snowstorm stopped as if it had never happened in the first place. Quetzalcoatl and the others also halted their flight. They kept a few hundred feet of distance, respecting the personal space of the gigantic Dragon.
"I have someone whom I want you to guide."
"Azhdaha rarely uses Ice Magic despite having the competence to do so. He and I didn't get along, so I am sure his descendant will be no different."
"Don't worry. The only thing he inherits from Azhdaha is his blood," Quetzalcoatl assured the Dragon. "You will like him I assure you, Albion."
"Heh…then let me see this youngster. You don't need to hide him anymore."
Quetzalcoatl glanced at Layland hesitantly. His eyes were asking if Layland was ready and it made Layland curious. 'Albion must have a certain dislike toward Demons for him to be hesitant to let her see me. I think I should thank him for his consideration.' With that thought, Layland gestured Quetzalcoatl to deactivate the Magic Barrier that concealed his appearance.
With a sigh, Quetzalcoatl deactivated the Magic Barrier. Whatever Layland was thinking, he was sure Layland was underestimating the gravity of the situation. Alas, there was nothing he could do. As soon as Albion laid her eyes on Layland, he would surely understand.
Boom!
Albion's slitted pupil immediately shrank as her eye saw Layland's visage. She deeply carved every detail that he had in her mind as her Dragon Intent swept the entire region. For the first time, she lifted her head that had been comfortably resting on her hands. Her Dragon Intent got more intense a moment before the air exploded and snow covered the air.
When it cleared up, the human form of Albion was floating right before Layland. Her silky long white hair graciously billowed in the air.
"Instead of merely becoming my student, why don't you also become my husband?"
A dangerous light gleamed in her eyes.
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