Chapter 2

1. Unnamed.

“Transfer that over there!”

“Sure, thanks in your exhausting work!”

“Right here you go! This facet wants a hand too! Right here!”

“Coming!”

Sedition, the place she was staying, was busy making ready for the occasion to be held just a few days later. Chryselua glanced round on the folks wandering round, seeing if there was something she might do to assist.

It was then {that a} sign got here from her chest.

Trrrr.

Trrrrrr.

The magic device for long-distance communication that she at all times carried along with her cried noisily. Since this magic device was fairly costly and there was a restrict to the variety of instances it could possibly be used, it didn’t ring usually.

‘Is it essential…?’

She went to a quiet place and obtained the decision.

[ Chrys. Are you there? ]

‘Gasp! This voice…!’

Despite the fact that she was startled and nearly dropped the device, Chryselua caught it with each fingers. Despite the fact that nobody was watching, she straightened her again and posture.

“…Lord!”

The voice that came visiting the magic device was the voice of the Dragon Lord, which she hadn’t heard in a very long time. Actually, she knew it with out essentially recognizing it by the voice.

Chryselua, the Twilight Dragon… few folks might name her so pleasant.

“Wow! Is it actually Lord? It’s been some time because you contacted me.”

[ …Yes, it’s been a while. Is it the holiday season there, too? ]

“Sure, as common, the mission help was completed just a few days in the past, I completed the analysis presentation, and now solely the ultimate ceremony stays.”

[Ancestral ceremony… I see.]

“Sure, this yr, the spirit realm consultant will probably be accountable for the ultimate ceremony.”

Saying that, Chryselua inspected the neatly lined buildings of Sedition. There was not a single blemish within the pure white buildings that made one really feel a way of cleanliness.

Sedition.

It was the place the place she was at the moment staying, and so they had been like a mediator of all disputes.

Within the distant previous, it was mentioned that there have been countless conflicts between dragons, fairies, and demons. They confirmed their tooth to one another occasionally, and when they didn’t compromise in any respect, the world grew to become a sea of fireplace.

Nonetheless, when a brand new downside threatening the world emerged, the three forces united to unravel the issue.

Sedition was established to characterize the conference. The three races signed a non-aggression pact centered on Sedition, commemorating the tip of the struggle and, on the identical time, starting to work exhausting to take care of peace on the earth.

Dragons. Fairies. Demons…

The three most blessed races, probably the most highly effective, longest-lived, and wisest on earth. This Sedition was the way in which they fulfilled their duties as they’re born with nice energy on this land.

And simply now, the start of autumn.

Sedition presently can be busy. This era, which was additionally the founding anniversary of Sedition, was a time when those that entered this place had been judged and acknowledged for his or her achievements and skills.

Specifically, just a few days later was the day of the biggest and most essential occasion, the ancestral ceremony.

“Oh, proper! Lord, I’ve been appointed because the consultant of the divine realm for this ceremony.”

The sound of the Lord swallowing her breath could possibly be heard over the magic device. Chryselua smiled brightly in pleasure whereas the Lord couldn’t consider it.

The ancestral ceremony was an essential occasion for individuals who achieved the very best achievements in Sedition of the yr. Normally, those that had been dispatched a number of instances to crucial rift missions had been in cost.

And that ‘rift mission’ was not relevant to Chryselua, the Twilight Dragon.

…Chryselua, the Twilight Dragon.

She was a member of the dragon race that guidelines the divine realm. Dragons had a protracted lifespan, infinite magic energy, and a ravishing look. Since historical instances, these dragons had been certified to rule the divine realm.

Nonetheless, Chryselua’s case was totally different. She was just a little particular ‘Twilight Dragon,’ totally different from them.

The Twilight Dragon didn’t have any particular talents that dragons must be born with. Initially, she ought to have been weeded out as a result of she didn’t have excessive magic energy, and she or he couldn’t correctly deal with magic, the specialty of dragons.

Nonetheless, the present Dragon Lord of the divine realm took pity on her and took her, giving her the gorgeous title ‘Twilight.’

Because the Dragon Lord handled her as a daughter, nobody handled her carelessly. As Chryselua was small and ill from delivery, she was usually seen as little. Due to that, it was a shock that such a Twilight Dragon, who had stubbornly entered Sedition, achieved one thing to be pleased with.

“I actually labored exhausting this yr. I’ve by no means been on a rift mission, however to be the consultant is basically uncommon…!”

[ I heard the story. ]

“Actually?”

Chryselua twirled her personal sunset-colored hair along with his fingers.

Listening to Lord’s voice made her coronary heart flutter. If she congratulated her on this achievement, she would be capable to float for months to come back. Maybe she might even repay what had been upsetting her inside.

[ Chris, are you in touch with Naskan? ]

“…Naskan?”

However, the Lord instantly mentioned the subsequent factor.

Judging from the trace of nervousness in her voice, it appeared that she was in a rush. Naskan was the title of a childhood good friend Chryselua had at all times been with. She was at all times near him when he was younger however naturally drifted away after she left the divine realm.

In line with the rumors, Naskan had been wandering round, inflicting hassle within the underworld. He was so famed that the fairies and demons crushed by him tremble even once they hear his title. Even the previous dragons of the divine realm would click on their tongues, saying that the often wonderful man had turn into unusual.

[ I don’t know when he’ll come to his senses. ]

“Ahahaha…”

There was an ungainly chortle.

That good friend appeared to have been wonderful when he was younger, however now, he was ignoring even contact from the Lord.

Despite the fact that she knew it wasn’t, the anticipation that had risen within the nook of her coronary heart subsided…

That the Lord didn’t contact her as a result of she wanted her.

It was an apparent truth. Chryselua, the Twilight Dragon’s potential, was so vastly totally different from these like Naskan that they didn’t even need to be in contrast. It was the identical, irrespective of how a lot Naskan was doing loopy issues and wandering round.

She had been contacted by the Lord for the primary time shortly and instructed her of the excellent news, however it was really about Naskan. She couldn’t assist however really feel down.

“…Lord, it appears that evidently that is one thing about Naskan. Is it due to the rifts? I’m not very helpful.”

Though she tried to talk brightly, her voice was hoarse.

Despite the fact that Naskan might flippantly ignore the Lord’s calls, unusually, when she contacted him, Naskan would reply them directly. So, when there was an enormous matter, she would search for Naskan a few times, and Chryselua linked the 2 collectively. It gave the impression to be the same enterprise this time.

The Lord’s voice over the magic device was lower off for some time. The unusually lengthy silence was suspicious.

“Lord?”

[ …. ]

Though tried calling out, unexpectedly, the silence grew to become longer. Nonetheless, the Lord’s respiration was just a little unusual. The sound of her respiration was intermittently blended with water.

After interested by whether or not to ask or not, Chryselua uttered.

“…Lord, are you crying?”

Whereas there was no reply, on this case, the silence was the reply.

Chryselua was enormously flustered.

“No, why are you immediately like this… Does Naskan upset you a lot? It’s a given, however… Oh, don’t fear an excessive amount of. If I see him, I’ll scold him and ship him to the divine realm. Even when he seems to be like that, he’s good at fixing rifts. He even listens to me.”

[ …. ]

The sound of sobbing grew louder, maybe the comforting was of no avail.

Chryselua reluctantly took out her trump card.

“Come on, mother! Don’t cry.”

Though it tickled her at this age, the Lord used to really feel unusually delighted when Chryselua, whom she had raised like a toddler, mentioned such phrases.

“Naskan will come to his senses quickly! It doesn’t matter what, he’s the inheritor chosen by mother. He’s going to be Lord quickly.”

The wind that blew softly from someplace scattered Chryselua’s sunset-colored hair. Simply as her uneasiness had subsided like her hair, the Lord spoke out.

[ Chris. ]

“Sure! Lord!”

There was no power in her voice, however it was lucky that the crying appeared to have disappeared.

[ I have something to give you. ]

“Sure? To me…?”

[ Yes. ]

“Not Naskan, however to me?”

[ Yes. ]

‘…What does she imply?’

Regardless of how a lot Naskan was out of his thoughts and doing loopy issues, he would efficiently full the essential missions that the Lord entrusted to him. If it had been an enormous matter for the Lord to entrust her with one thing, it will be equal to the rift mission.

Frequent sense made it unattainable for the Twilight Dragon to interchange Naskan. At first, she was confused and requested a number of instances although Chryselua shortly understood.

‘So, that’s what Lord meant…’

To present it to Naskan correctly.

Chryselua answered the Lord cheerfully.

“Sure, depart it to me!”

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