Chapter 86.
Chapter 86: Taking Charge
Half a dozen times, the Atilicia priest who was so angry with himself that he had a brain hemorrhage woke up in a ghostly manner.
“Teacher Atilicia.” David also said with some concern.
If it was because of himself that he had exasperated the alchemy thigh that he had managed to hitch a ride on with great difficulty, and prevented him from freely entering the alchemy workshop to ‘learn’.
Then wouldn’t that be a big fucking loss.
But what everyone didn’t expect was that the always cheerful, kind and talkative Master Attilicia was like a different person after waking up.
With an expressionless face, he heavily patted on that big brain of David’s, forcing himself to squeeze out a smile and reluctantly said:
“Don’t worry about me, I, just . I’ve suffered some minor blows.
“You’re a good boy and a good brother.
“In this half-month, you’ll study the way of alchemy in this workshop.
“Some introductory basics, the alchemists here, will be enough to teach you, and you can ask them for advice if you encounter any problems.
“Selsey, this child, for the time being, I will leave it to you.
“As for this period, his authority, the same as mine.”
“Yes!” The alchemists led by Selsey hurriedly agreed.
Although they couldn’t become Master Attilicia’s personal disciple like the other party, it wouldn’t be a loss to get on good terms with such a Silver Young Dragon who knew at a glance that his family was powerful with a backstage that was against all odds!
But when these words fell on the ears of David and the other alchemists, they probably meant that the temptation of being the closed disciple of a Grandier continental alchemy master was not as important as going home and taking care of your sister.
But this also further convinced the crowd that the backstage of this silver dragon was beyond the imagination of horror, otherwise why would the rejected Master Attilicia have such a big reaction.
After all, except for Attilicia and David himself, no one knew that the mother of this ‘silver young dragon’ in front of them was actually a red dragon.
It was also the damn red plague that they cursed every day because of the cloudy weather.
“Then you…” David immediately let his heart drop, but only halfway.
This time he was really a bit worried about the Atilicia priest himself.
In good conscience, this Reverend Atilicia was almost the person who seemed to value and care about him the most since he crossed over, besides his sister.
Even if it was probably more out of his ‘talent’ as a ‘genius’ . Right?
“I still have some personal matters that I need to go back to the Temple of Justice to choose and deal with.
“I’ll see you around, kid.”
Said here, Atilicia priest immediately some lost soul turned around, pushed open the oak door of the alchemy workshop, alone lonely toward the hundred years of fragrant flower field, toward the foot of the mountain in the direction of the temple of justice alone line, leaving behind some froze in place do not know what to think of David and also do not know what to do with the congregation.
I don’t know whether it is related to the change of state of mind of Atilicia priest, originally by him to perform the [celestial manipulation] in this moment seems to be out of order.
The sun that was previously shining brightly was swallowed up by the dark clouds that gathered in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, there was lightning and thunder, and pouring rain.
Priest Atilicia, who hadn’t gotten very far, was drenched in the blink of an eye.
Theoretically, he should have had several spells to avoid such a mess, but he didn’t use any of them, letting the torrential rain wash him down.
Like a teacher who was rejected and abandoned by his favorite student.
Like a father who was pushed away by his son after a long absence.
Like the young silver dragon who was crushed by the red shadow that lingered in his heart.
But very soon, I don’t know if it was David’s illusion, the Atilicia priest’s originally somewhat stooped and slightly hunched spine was actually gradually straightened up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And he also does not know is that at this moment in the rain walking Atilicia, faster than his own pre-imagined speed, before returning to the Temple of Justice, has already made a decision in the heart:
That is, no matter what price to pay.
He would take his children back from the clutches of the arrogant and greedy Pavla!
He must take them back!
This was a responsibility that a male must face up to.
And as a father of two, he must take up the responsibility!
As soon as he realized this thought, which gave him instant clarity, one of the most charming smiles of the dragon’s life, which no one was lucky enough to get a glimpse of, finally bloomed on the face of Athiliasia, who had been running away from the world for nearly a decade.
This smile grew larger and larger in the rain, and then turned into an unrestrained and impetuous laugh.
Laughing with shivers all over his body, laughing with David behind him who was a bit baffled, laughing with everyone looking at each other, not knowing why.
But just as the silver dragon priest’s back, which for once could be called handsome, was about to fade into the horizon at the end of the flower field, it was not known if the heavens were all startled by the silver dragon’s almost anticlimactic thoughts.
Ka-ching.
A bolt of lightning that streaked across the sky struck the priest directly on his head!
The Atilicia priest, who was covered in blue smoke, stumbled and nearly fell headfirst to the ground.
“Priest/Master Atilicia!” David and the crowd of alchemist apprentices and grandchildren were stunned.
Their own Alchemy Grandmaster was actually struck by lightning in broad daylight you dare believe!
This is also too unlucky!
They just wanted to rush into the rainstorm to assist the first aid one or two, but they saw that Rev. Attilicia was straight and froze upright, and raised his hand to stop them.
They have already discovered, although Atilicia seems to be not too big, but the original head full of brilliant blonde hair, under the lightning strike, it is actually faded into a piercing silver hair.
Then just so cloaked hair, so a step a stagger, persistent and stubborn toward the direction of the Temple of Justice.
And such a wasted and wretched but resolute back, also by this moment David, silently reflected in the bottom of the heart.
He inexplicably had the urge to chase after him.
But out of respect for an elder that he respected, he stopped.
Bang!
The door of the Temple of Justice was actually kicked open.
But the one who entered the door was actually Attilicia, who was a believer and priest of the God of Justice.
This priest with a somewhat lousy figure and silver hair came to the shrine of the God of Justice, which had little to offer, and stared at Till’s idol and roared loudly:
“My god Tir!
“I need your help!
“Grant me the power to defeat Pavla!”
But half a dozen times, as he had done a million times in the past, there was still no response. “Oh, is it really still like this?”
Suddenly laughed, and then came the extremely rare rage of being a silver dragon.
This righteous believer, who used to treat people kindly and uphold justice and goodness, actually raised his foot and kicked over the long table where candles, spices, books, and codes were offered:
“Till! Where the hell have you been!”
“Huh?”
An enraged Attilicia once again toppled the shrine adorned with daggers and longswords right over, then stomped on it:
“Serves you right that no one believes you anymore!
“I’ll fuck you Mud!
“Damn you Tyr!
“You’re fucking dead!!!”
After some cursing and swearing, Attilicia, who seemed to have completely changed into a dragon, stumbled into her bedroom, which was also the private dragon alchemy room.
In this night of heavy rain, this alchemy room was so bright and dark for the whole night.
The next day, when the storm passed, the sun unexpectedly pierced out the sunrise sunlight from the thick ash cloud by itself.
Priest Atilicia, who had been busy all night, once again kicked the door of the Temple of Justice from inside the house.
With alchemy potion bottles tied around his waist, his body was loaded with alchemy enchanted weapons such as the Holy Flame Silver Crossbow and the two Flare Long Swords that he had just finished making last night, the entire Atilicia Priest who looked up at the sunrise, wrung his neck that was a bit stiff and clicking, and muttered:
“Sure enough, in the end, goodness and justice, or to rely on oneself to stretch out ah!”
Nowadays, besides himself, after having experienced a hellish mission to rescue his unlucky silver dragon from the Old Continent and from the claws of that crimson plague, I’m afraid that there are not many friends and clansmen who would dare to go to that ‘dragon’s lair’ together with him again.
However, even if he was the only one left, there were some things that had to be done.
“Saphis Duin, my children, and my unseen daughter.
“I beg you to wait a little longer.
“Wait until I first make a trip to the Spectral Regions to ‘borrow’ a [Spectral Cloak] out of the Droghedsin Mistresses.
“and just go to the Old World’s Katgana Volcano .
“from your damned mothers.
“to rescue you all.
“Definitely!!!”
Half a month later, in the Dark Regions, the lowest level of Spider Nest City.
With a creak, the rusty cell door was opened and slammed shut with force.
There was a muffled sound.
A silver-haired Zhuoer who was simultaneously fastened with [Cold Iron Handcuffs] and [Demon Destroying Wristbands] was thrown in and fell to the ground.
Drell muttered to himself with a face full of confusion:
“This is not at all like the progress imagined!
“This isn’t even getting to the Old World to face Pavla yet.
“Is a mere Drogsin Master Mother this strong?
“I was careless!!!”
The only thing that made him happy at this moment was:
Luckily, he had taken his son ‘Saphis Duin’s’ words about Droogs into consideration and had transformed into a Droog Elf beforehand before coming to the Dark Territory.
A female Drow Elf.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have dared to think about what kind of miserable fate she would have ended up in after being captured!
But even so, her situation at the moment was still precarious.
Just then, she heard the Zhuoer outside the cage laughing and gossiping:
“What’s with this new one? It’s quite the heartbreaker to look at.”
At those words, Atilicia couldn’t help but tighten her body.
She thought to herself, “Are these Drow so perverted? Even if she had transformed into a female, they wouldn’t let her go?
“Don’t move your mind, it’s a pretty dangerous guy, it should be a madman from the Celestial Sect, to be laden with an alchemy potion, he dared to attack Lord Mother Flavia who is one of the Droogsin Councilors, more than likely he is being used by whichever lord in the council.”
“Is that so? It seems that our Spider’s Nest City has once again arrived at an eventful fall of dark currents.”
“Let’s fight, let’s fight, even if we fight with the High Elves, what does it have to do with us, the forgotten jailers of the Elves?”
“That’s true, heh heh.”
“Is that guy really untouchable? It’s not like I can’t do it with females na.”
“It’s rumored that it’s going to be sent directly to the altar to be sacrificed to the Great Spider God Queen in a few days, how dare you try touching the Spider Queen’s meal ahead of time and still leave a little bit of saliva behind?”
“Oh, that or forget it, looking for a male laxative to go.”
“Go, together together.”
After this gang of dirty and filthy Drow went AWOL, Atilicia, who was about to listen to the dumbfounded, spat lightly:
“Indeed a bunch of filthy and incorrigible guys, I really want to burn this Sin City with a fire!”
Just thinking about what the two Drow had said earlier, Atilicia was in a state of despair and disillusionment:
“Only a few more days left to be sacrificed?
“Why am I so useless?
“Who will save me .
“Wooooooooo.”
The uninvited corner of a dark territory.
The priest of Atilicia who turned into a Drow elf.
Once again alone and soft a dragon, grunting and crying into a tear.
(End of chapter)