Millennium Witch.

Chapter 97-96- The Dragon's True Name
Beneath the shattered dome, a steel frame pierces the leaden sky, supporting this crumbling ruin.

Standing on the edge of the broken roof of the botanical garden, contemplating the possible scenario, Yvette fell into a long silence until a burst of hurried footsteps broke the stillness.

She heard Abella say urgently behind her, "Master, the day of reckoning... seems to have arrived!"

Yvette hummed in agreement. Neither she nor Abella had a mother nest, so they couldn't use it as a medium to receive the goddess's will, but by noticing the restless reactions of the lower-level aberrations, they could basically guess the situation.

"Shall we participate, Master?" Abella asked tentatively.

“What do you think?” Yvette countered.

“I…I think this is a good opportunity to do something for the goddess…” Abella hesitated for a moment, her gaze quickly sweeping over Yvette’s calm profile, “but I’m not in the best condition yet…”

For her, if her master could be chosen by the goddess on the day of the end and become a monarch, she, as his subordinate, would naturally rise in rank and become a leader in the future, all at her master's whim.

On the other hand, her current strength is far from returning to its peak, and she is not very motivated without anyone forcing her.

So the best-case scenario is that she can continue to lie in the Water Tower Kingdom while her master goes to the front lines of the New World to be a "thread-filling treasure"... oops, I mean to make great achievements and dominate the world.

If her master dies at the hands of a powerful figure in the new world, she won't care. But if her master actually achieves something, gains the favor of the goddess, and becomes a monarch, then she can still gain some benefits.

In summary—

Instead of pushing yourself, hope that your master will help you succeed!
“Then we won’t go.” Yvette shook her head, seemingly very considerate of Abella’s situation. Actually, she had just been worried that all the high-ranking aberrations would be forced to go, which would make it impossible for her to maintain her facade as leader. So, it turned out they didn’t have to go; that was perfect.

A few minutes later, a muffled whooshing sound grew louder as it approached. Yvette lowered her gaze and saw the enormous black shadow of Dugrabi soaring into the sky, landing steadily on the nearby broken wall, carrying the icy rain it had picked up along the way.

"Kind lady, did you see that? The aurora! The aurora has appeared!" Bingyu jumped off the black dragon's back, looking anxious. Over the years, she had long known that Dugrabi was an alien creature from the aurora, so she quickly understood the situation.

Eve nodded, then looked at Dugrabi and saw a complex mix of excitement, sadness, and grief in its expression. Suddenly, she shook her head and said, "I don't recommend you go back now."

Dugrabi was slightly taken aback.

Yvette sighed. "You should have sensed it too. This aurora came too suddenly and its scale is far beyond what is usually seen, because it is a signal that the 'Day of the End' is coming. If you go back now, you may be facing a battlefield that will sweep the world. Right now, you are not strong enough to influence the war. It is better to stay here, at least it is safer."

"The Day of the End?!" Dugrabi's vertical pupils suddenly contracted. It was excited just by seeing the aurora and didn't realize the strangeness in it at all.

If this is true, then going back now, what it would likely see is not the sunny, blue-water hometown it loves, but more likely an endless field of corpses and a living hell!
Yvette didn't speak again, but just watched it quietly, waiting for its decision.

Under the dim sky, the dark blue aurora seemed to come alive, flowing slowly down and staining the black dragon's eyes, settling into a mysterious and eerie darkness.

A full minute later, Dugrabi finally raised his head, his voice low and somber: "Teacher, I'm sorry, but... I still hope to go back. I can't just stand by and watch."

Yvette was not surprised by its answer. She knew Dugrabi's personality, and his previous persuasion was merely out of a teacher's sense of responsibility.

She smiled slightly and whispered, "Be careful."

“Yes, teacher.” Dugrabi nodded vigorously.

Time was of the essence, and no one knew how long this unusual aurora would last. Yvette said no more and silently shut her mouth.

Dugrabi immediately looked at Bingyu and heard her say, on the verge of tears, "Waaah... Mr. Dugrabi, are you leaving already... Will we ever see each other again...?" "All good things must come to an end." Dugrabi was a little embarrassed. He was usually quite rude to Bingyu, often mocking her for being clumsy. He hadn't expected her to be so reluctant to part with him. Then he gently comforted her, "But at most a few hundred years. I'll definitely be back. You should be able to live until then, right? We'll definitely meet again. We made a promise."

"..." Bingyu sobbed, opened her eyes wide, and wondered if she could really live to see that time.

Then Dugrabi glanced at Abella again, this time with a completely different attitude. He snorted and said contemptuously, "Oh, maid, you're here too? Your master's important second disciple, the future legendary dragon king, is leaving. Do you have anything to say?"

"Get out of here! And you're going to die soon. The goddess will turn you and your father into live dragon sashimi right now," Abella sneered.

"Bah! You're dreaming!" Dugrabi roared in anger.

Bingyu stood there for a moment, then realized that the two of them were actually on opposing sides of the Day of Ending. One was a righteous dragon from another world, and the other was a villainous mutant from her own world. No wonder the conversation that happened was completely different from what she had imagined.

The air was thick with tension; anyone who didn't know better would think this wasn't a farewell, but rather an impending fight.

Having said what needed to be said, it was time to set off. After all, his hometown might be under attack, and Dugrabi was quite anxious.

Even so, before leaving, it brought its head close to Yvette's ear and, in a voice barely audible, uttered a long and strange melody, saying, "Teacher... please write this down; it's the only thing I can give you."

"This is... your true name as a dragon?" Yvette asked in surprise.

“Yes.” Dugrabi nodded seriously, then said nervously, “You can’t tell anyone.”

A dragon's true name is the greatest secret of every dragon, known almost exclusively to its closest relatives, such as parents; in most cases, no one will ever tell it. The name "Dugrabi," however, is similar to a common name and is more in line with the traditional concept of a name.

Before becoming the Dragon King, the dragon's true name has no function; although it is a secret, it is more like a cultural custom.

Only after passing the Dragon King's Trial does the Dragon's True Name have meaning—because the ritual magic for ascending to Dragon King includes a step of "engraving the True Name under the Dragon God's statue." At that time, the Dragon's True Name, as a bond, is both the source of power and a fatal weakness.

If a Dragon King abuses his power and instigates internal strife, the Dragon Kings can collectively pray to the Dragon God statue to strip the corresponding Dragon King of his status and return him to his original form.

“I won’t tell anyone,” Yvette said solemnly.

She believed that Dugrabi would definitely become the Dragon King, so the significance of this long true name of the dragon was very important.

It's as if he entrusted his life to her.

“I believe in my teacher,” Dugrabi nodded.

Having entrusted this greatest secret of the future, it wasted no more time, and after taking the three magic books, immediately flew towards the nearest abyss in mid-air.

At this moment, above the submerged city and even among the distant mountains, countless abysses, like scars on the sky, were densely torn open. The abnormal number clearly indicated that this aurora was artificially activated; even the number of accompanying abysses had been manually adjusted, appearing as numerous as apocalyptic rain.

Standing at the entrance to the abyss, for the last time, Dugrabi turned around and shouted in his teacher's direction, "Teacher—I will become a legend like my senior sister—!!"

After saying this, seeing its teacher nod in the distance, it raised its head and let out a few excited dragon roars. Then, carrying the three magic books, it flew into the abyss and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)