Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

However in the next second, that smile froze on his face, while watching his fountain, the water he summoned and controlled was getting out of his control, moving away from his head, directly heading to the dragonair boy.

The next moment his face changed, as it turned ashen white, as the dragonair just closed his spread out fingers, making the water fountain explode, while that youth who summoned it got a backlash, severe backlash that made a thin long line of blood ooze from the corner of his mouth.

This wasn't all, as the moment water exploded, they didn't fall on the ground, or evaporated, they all turned into ice, floating in the air around the dragonair boy, who just smirked:

"For your knowledge, this dragon slave can also summon his dragon form from water and ice as well."

Just as Arthur was watching, an angry roar came, trembling his entire soul and body, while he felt a great repelling force, driving him outside from this memory, with a vicious sound roaring in his mind:

"Get out!"

Arthur was thrown violently out of this memory, breaking the moment of his trance and enlightenment. He had some backlash at this moment, but he just had his soul strengthened, so he didn't feel the same bad as before.

He entered into a moment of that dark dragonair master memories, where he learnt something very important from this memory.

"So I can transform using fire and water, interesting," Arthur muttered while touching his head as he had a slight headache from that backlash, "I just need some rest and I will be fine," he muttered again, before he realized he wasn't alone.

Amelia was sitting in front of him, looking at him with interesting eyes, so close that he even could smell her scent, making him smile, with desire, despite wanting not to.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, when he noticed Amelia didn't react to his gaze.

"Oh," she suddenly was startled, as she was totally absorbed into his face, "sorry, but I felt a strange feeling when I looked at your weird scales," she added, as she turned her face looking away from him.

"My scales?" he muttered, as he raised his hand, and touched his face. All his face was covered by a layer of dark red scales, very tiny, and were weakly attached to his skin that the moment he touched them, they got separated and fell on the ground.

It wasn't only his face, but his whole body was covered with this layer of scales. When he just moved both hands to get rid of them, his skin had a strange luster to it, like it was all new, and at this moment he realized he was completely naked!

Arthur didn't notice this until Amelia's face turned extremely hot as she instantly looked away from him. He didn't have any problem dealing with that, as he simply took out one of the uniforms he stored inside his ring.

"You can safely look at me," he said, with an amusing tone.

She took a moment before peeking on him, to make sure he had covered his body, but to her surprise she found him already dressed up.

"Do you want these scales?" he asked as he collected the small scales from the ground.

She was attracted, again, to these scales, as she took one from the ground and started to glance deeply at it. "I want to make a necklace out of them!"

Her reply startled Arthur, who just chuckled. He never imagined she was attracted to them due to their shape and designs!

"Sure, go ahead and do whatever you want with them," he simply waved his hand, as he wasn't interested in these scales his body shed. His mind was busy wondering about why these scales appeared.

He could only relate to the moment when cultivators ascended from one realm to another, which caused them to shed their filth and became purer.

"Thanks," she giggled as she hurriedly gathered all the scattered small scales, gathered them in one small pouch before adding, "I came to tell you that we can't find any mage who is interested in making weapons, or alchemy."

He turned to look at her, as he doubtedly asked:

"No one wanted to learn any of the two?"

He couldn't believe it, but her reply confirmed her previous words.

"They are all interested in getting stronger, nothing else. Learning these things is considered a loser's job here," she said, trying to make him understand their state of mind, "for them blacksmiths are already the jobs of those untalented people, a waste of their time if they tried to learn it.

As for the second profession, no one but those who were here in the meeting and saw what magically happened by their own eyes believed there is something in the world called alchemy!"

She then paused before chuckling as she added, "you should have seen Lendy while she was chasing her own mages, trying to make them come here and make her magical fluid."

She laughed shortly while Arthur just smiled, before shaking his head in regret. It seemed even when a genius was present in anyplace, the fate of that place was sealed by the hands of its people.

"What about the mages coming with me to the academy?" he asked, jumping over this matter.

"We are commencing trials now, but it's not simple to find our target," she sighed, helplessly. "They are all good, but not unique, and those who are so either older in age, or like Silver Flacon, you know," she added, shaking her head.

Arthur just had to smile, as he knew Silver Flacon wasn't destined to be with them on their journey to the academy, and his role here wasn't any easier or simpler than their role there.

"What is Iman doing?" he suddenly asked.

"She is… I don't know," she said, as she was surprised by the question.