From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 43 Dragonborn?

Modi is now facing a dilemma.

How is he supposed to get all this treasure back to the Naberez catacombs?

He glanced at Elena beside him and noticed that, without him noticing, she had once again put on that incredibly sweet smile.

"Hehe, this is the first time I've ever earned so much money."

Clearly, this silly girl was still basking in the joy of receiving her share of the money.

Based on the number of enemies she killed and the explosives she contributed, Mordred gave her a chest of treasure.

Elena knew that he was the main force in this battle, and she had no objection to the result. On the contrary, she was very happy that she could get so much treasure.

However, she overlooked one problem: she couldn't carry such a large chest of treasure by herself.

"We need many vehicles to move all the treasure at once."

Modi gulped down the magic recovery potion and then poured cold water on her enthusiasm.

"Besides, you can't move your own treasure by yourself."

"Huh?" Elena noticed the blind spot, but she quickly came up with a solution.

"Can I travel with you from now on? That way, your White Walkers can help me move things."

After saying that, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest and added, "I will assist you in completing the tasks you will be entrusted with in the future."

"...I haven't even put in any effort yet, and you're already throwing yourself at me, huh?" Mordy almost laughed out of anger. He always felt that Elena had been planning this for a long time, with the aim of clinging to his coattails.

What's the difference between this kind of talk and "being in a band for life"?

However, this did not conflict with his original purpose; he had long wanted to abduct Elena to be his apprentice.

There are always some jobs that require oxen and horses to do.

Nevertheless, he did not immediately grant Elena's request.

"We'll discuss this later. I still have a mission to complete; the ice dragon in Winter's Maw is waiting for me to deal with."

After a moment of contemplation, Mo Di felt that he still needed to maintain some professional ethics, or rather, the qualities of an actor.

Since I've taken on the roles of both monster hunter and mercenary, I have to prioritize hunting commissions.

He can figure out how to respond to Elena after he's defeated the Ice Dragon.

"I'll give you an answer after I deal with the ice dragon," he said earnestly.

Little did he know that, in Elena's eyes, he was like an old general on a stage, covered in flags.

"You can't say that."

Elena panicked and blurted out that she increasingly felt that Mordy was the kind of guide who would sacrifice himself.

"I... I mean, dragon hunting is such a big deal, we should be careful. Why don't you go again in a while?"

Modi thought about it and realized that it made sense, so he made a concession:

"You're right. I've decided to rest here for a day and resume operations tomorrow."

"That's more like it... What, tomorrow?" Elena had just breathed a sigh of relief when she realized what she meant a second later.

"Yes, tomorrow," he said firmly, his mind made up. "Since its resurrection, the dragon's power has been recovering every moment. I must take advantage of the ice dragon's weakest moment and kill it."

That way I can obtain its dragon blood, as well as various other materials.

"Otherwise, it will inevitably threaten my Baihe Town."

And my Frost Tomb.

Elena seemed to have been led astray by him, and couldn't help but nod. Even after he pulled her out of the storage room, she didn't notice anything amiss.

"Let's rest here for a while. I can use this time to study the Dragon Language Stone Wall..."

Oh, by the way, you can't participate in the battle that follows. If you want, you can stay here or go back to town first.

Modi casually gave an order and then ran up to the high platform to study the Dragon Language Stone Wall.

In a sense, this Dragon Language Stone Wall is the most precious treasure in the entire Frost Tomb, because it contains long-lost knowledge of the Dragon Language.

Theoretically, if he learns the pronunciation and meaning of dragon language and practices meditation for several decades, he can also learn dragon roars.

But this was only theoretical, and it would take too long; he couldn't accept studying dragon language day after day for decades.

Wouldn't it be better for him to use that time to study magic?

"The dragon language inscribed on this wall... well, [Language Proficiency] cannot translate this kind of script with special power."

Facing the Dragon Language Stone Wall, Modi felt for the first time that his brain couldn't process what he was thinking, and he didn't pay attention to Elena approaching from behind.

"I need a dragon language teacher, but unfortunately dragon priests burn themselves after death, otherwise I could have glimpsed their knowledge."

Behind him, Elena paid no attention to his mutterings, her attention completely focused on the dragon-language stone wall.

For some reason, she felt a sense of familiarity and warmth towards the words carved on the stone wall.

The closer she got, the stronger the feeling became. She even experienced auditory hallucinations, as if some creature was roaring and howling in her ear.

No, this isn't a hallucination.

Her eyes widened, she took a half step back, and roared: *Dragon Language [Disequilibrium and Expulsion]*

The roar startled Modi, who thought another ghoul lord or dragon priest had suddenly appeared. He instinctively drew his sword to protect himself.

After a few seconds, nothing happened.

He glanced at Elena suspiciously, while she looked embarrassed, her face turning red to the roots of her ears.

After a long pause, he put down his greatsword and broke the silence: "Did you bump your head during the fight?"

"No, no, I mean, didn't you hear that sound just now?"

"The sound? Tell me more about it."

Elena didn't hide anything and told everyone about the auditory hallucination she had just experienced.

"Hallucination?" He pondered the word, then turned to examine the Dragon Language Stone Wall for a while, making sure he hadn't heard anything.

He turned his head and stared at Elena. After confirming that she was not lying, some guesses began to form in his mind.

He pulled her to the Dragon Language Stone Wall, pointed casually, and asked:

"How do you pronounce this word?"

"Hmm...Aak? It seems to mean 'guidance'."

"And this one?" He pointed to another word.

"Diil, immortal."

She answered several questions in a row quickly, as if she were a master of dragon language who had been cultivating the field for a long time.

Modi could tell that she wasn't lying or talking nonsense, and for a moment he was even more interested in her than in the Dragon Language Stone Wall.

"[Thought Detection] Tell me, what you're saying is true. I'm a little curious, how did you do it?"

"I don't know, these things suddenly appeared in my mind, and I don't know why."

Elena gave up on thinking and chose to entrust this arduous task to him.

"I see..." Modi stroked his chin, lost in thought.

He had new guesses about Elena's identity, but he was still lacking some conclusive evidence.

"It's said that dragon descendants can absorb dragon souls, but I don't have the means to let her play with dragon soul absorption toys..."

Looking at the girl whose eyes had become as clear as they had been seven days ago after she started traveling with him, Mo Di silently raised her importance by one level.

"Once I overturn that ice dragon, maybe I can let her try absorbing its dragon soul."

Dragons are immortal, although they no longer possess the eternally immortal bodies of ancient dragons, they have one more trait than ancient dragons.

They are all fragments of the Time-Space Dragon God.

Even if they are killed, their dragon souls will be preserved, waiting for the day they will be reawakened.

This is why Aldurian was able to easily resurrect so many dragons.

"To me right now, the Dragon Soul is like a rock in a latrine—stinky and hard, completely unusable. But it's a different story for the Dragonborn."

Even immortals cannot effectively utilize the dragon soul; it is as unshakeable as the rocky scales on an ancient dragon's body.

Perhaps this is also a manifestation of the dragon god's divinity.

For the next period of time, Mody dragged Elena into intensive dragon language learning.

For each word he pointed out, Elena would pronounce it and give him its meaning.

With his exceptional memory, he memorized the entire contents of the Dragon Language Stone Wall in a short period of time.

Now, aside from not being able to imbue his roars with power, he can fluently speak the dragon language he knows.

"Finally, the last one, Mortis. Your learning speed is amazing!"

Elena stretched and made no attempt to hide her curvaceous figure from him.

However, Modi was so engrossed in his dragon language notes that he had no time to appreciate the beauty before him.

She rolled her eyes, realizing for the first time that her charm couldn't compare to that of the study materials.

"Mortis," she patted Mordy on the shoulder and asked, "Well, we've been studying for so long, isn't it time for dinner?"

Modi looked at her with a puzzled expression.

If you want to eat, go cook for yourself. Why are you looking at me?

Then he realized that Elena hadn't brought any pots, pans, or utensils with her, except for her equipment. She might be planning to quickly complete the task and return to Baihe Town.

"You didn't even bring any food with you, did you?"

"I brought some... but we've already eaten them all." Elena smiled awkwardly but politely.

As he guessed, she originally planned to return to Baihe Town immediately after finding the Golden Dragon Claw, as the round trip wouldn't take long, so she didn't bring much food.

After a moment of silence, Modi felt he needed to revise "Basic Swordsmanship of the Wandering Swordsman" and add a rule: "Always carry enough supplies when you go out."

"Gan Wencui and his group have some ingredients, but they need to be cooked. Go ask them for them."

After saying that, he buried himself in his notes again.

Two seconds later, he looked up at Elena, who was still standing there with a troubled expression, and seemed to have guessed something.

"You can't even cook simple dishes?"

Elena pursed her lips and nodded.

"Damn it, this is a useless piece of trash who knows nothing but fighting and dragon language." Mordy's vision went black.

He was almost certain that Elena was from another world, and couldn't help but wonder how she had survived before she came here.

Could it be that she comes from a technologically advanced world and lives off ordering takeout every day?

Considering her previous image as a pure and innocent college student, Modi thought it was increasingly possible.

"Fine, I'll do it... But today, you absolutely have to learn how to cook."