I'm really not a dragon.

Humans built Baldur's Gate, but they never fully took control of the city.

Arrogant and conceited humans are unaware of how many clever little creatures live in the same city as them.

Just as they were completely unaware of the impending danger.

In Baldur's Gate, amidst its intricate sewers, long-forgotten passages, and buried ruins.

A rumor, existing only among rats, quietly spread with the squeaks of its inhabitants.

It started by circulating among a few rats, then spread to dozens, then hundreds, from one rat colony to another.

The older rats scoffed at it, while the younger ones were eager to try.

That's what the prophecy said.

"The fallen leaves carried a message: beyond the mist lies the Dragon Lord's homeland, Baldur's Gate. The pilgrims flock here, fully understanding the prophecy's meaning: the First Flame is dying out, and the King is nowhere to be seen..."

Big Tooth had figured out the first half of the prophecy and handed it over to his rats, instructing them to spread it.

Given this prophecy, the other rat hordes in Baldur's Gate must surely be filled with longing for the dragon lord mentioned in the prophecy.

As for when the second half of the prophecy will be written,

It depends on when the Dragon Lord is in a good mood. Tell it stories about being an Undead in Lordran and a Faded One in the Borderlands.

Thinking about it, Da Ya felt somewhat ashamed.

The Dragon Lord's adventures span countless realms, and his opponents are either heroes or gods.

It was just a tiny, insignificant mouse.

However, once the Dragon Lord regains his former divine power, everything will be alright.

Big Tooth, carrying the green onion he brought from the dragon's lair, strolled like a general past the devil's tip.

Mice of different colors and kinds emerged from the corner, sharing intelligence about the entire city with it.

The Flame Fist enforcers were having a relatively unsuccessful night, searching the streets with torches for the few who had escaped.

A group of mysterious witches helped the rats, and the sinister magic they left behind still has an effect in the city. From the Blade and Star Tavern in the narrow alley to the vicinity of the Storm Sanctuary, much of the city is covered with thick, hair-like, strange plants.

The neighborhood residents cursed Flame Fist while busy cleaning the plants off their walls;

In the dark corners unknown to others,

The portraits of Suen, the dwarf, and the northern barbarian, each with a dagger stuck in it, are posted at the top of the bounty board. No one has accepted the mission yet, but it's only a matter of time.

The people the Dragon Lord had instructed to search for were quickly identified, but none of them showed any faith in Baal.

And so on,

Upon hearing that the Dragon Lord was wanted, a powerful mental force erupted from Big Tooth, causing the rat that was delivering the message to float in mid-air as if it had been choked.

"Squeak! (Your Majesty, spare me!)"

Big Tooth realized what was happening, released his mental energy, and put down the mouse.

Human beings are foolish and short-sighted, destined to lead relatively unsuccessful lives.

As the blade of Suen (Da Ya considers itself, and naturally feels, that this title belongs to it), it pondered whether it should teach humanity a small lesson.

at this time,

A gray rat with a huge ruby ​​and gold ring on its head rushed hurriedly to Big Tooth.

"Squeak (King, treasure)"

"Oh, a jeweled gold ring, where did you get it!"

Big Tooth's attention was drawn to the expensive gold ring, and a look of surprise shone in his moist, pebble-like black eyes.

Although gemstone rings are not edible, they are expensive luxury items in the human world, and can buy a lot of things when converted into money.

Moreover, based on its observation, the Dragon Lord seems to really like this.

"Squeak (The cemetery is next door, not far away)!"

"Humans are so foolish. Even in death, they dare to dream of taking their treasures with them to the afterlife." Big Tooth shook its head and gave a cold laugh. It had already figured out how to punish these foolish humans.

"Send a swarm of rats over, and all of humanity's treasures will be ours!"

"squeak!"

Just as a group of rats were plotting to dig up a human grave,

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the bathroom in the hallway.

Aurelia, wrapped in a bath towel, poked her steaming face out. She glanced at the rats in the hallway, then tiptoed and dashed into another room.

"Oh no, there's a mouse!"

The door slammed shut.

Aurelia's cold voice quickly echoed from inside the room: "Hmm, where are they?"

"Haha, you bitch, are you looking for Su En? Those two cries just now sounded like a wildcat in heat! Haha!"

"I don't think we should speak to the lady who helped us like that. Aurelia, Sun just left and hasn't returned yet. I guess he went to find a Synchro Artifact."

"Shut up! Sooner or later, I'll kill all these stinking rats!"

squeak!

Sensing the killing intent emanating from the room,

A group of rats scurried away with their tails between their legs, and they probably wouldn't have appeared before Aurelia unless absolutely necessary.

Big Tooth climbed onto the roof beam and looked around, wondering what the Dragon Lord was doing at this time.

"I feel uncomfortable all over if I don't get my medication for a day!"

Suen's voice echoed in the devil's basement.

He wasn't very comfortable around the northern barbarians and dwarves.

Luckily, no one was in the basement, so he secretly took a bite; hopefully, no one would notice.

After doing more than a dozen push-ups, Suen rubbed her shoulders, swung her arms around a couple of times, and felt incredibly hot. It was time for a strong dose of medicine.

As Suen spent more time with the system, she also discovered some patterns.

The smallest unit of measurement for the age range marked on the system is the month, not the day. Perhaps, one day for him is equal to one month for a dragon.

Therefore, his age will increase dramatically after he drinks a sip of the medicine.

Under normal circumstances, even if a dragon drinks a bottle of medicine with a good promoting effect, it will not grow several years older overnight.

Suen exchanged all her rewards for medicine.

Including the second breath enhancer I received, I now have a total of four bottles of medicine.

It covers the breathing organs, scale development, muscle growth, and muscle bursts.

Four bottles of medicine shouldn't be enough to send you to a steroid planet immediately after drinking them.

It's done!

Suen drank the potion.

The four medicines were poured down my throat one after another, each one more unpalatable than the last, like swallowing lava or chewing on fire.

His throat felt like it had been burned through.

Su En lay trembling on the ground, thinking that this drug was really strong!

Sweat seeped from every pore, gradually soaking through the clothes.

With the thumping of his heart, he could clearly feel something growing inside him.

It gradually encroaches on the original bones, muscles, and flesh.

No wonder so many fitness enthusiasts in Europe and America use performance-enhancing drugs; the joy of becoming stronger is truly unimaginable.

"call!"

He exhaled a breath of icy cold air, which then transformed into a scalding flame.

The two breaths alternated, and the basement was sometimes as warm as summer and sometimes as cold as late autumn.

Hmm, this must be the second breath-stimulating agent taking effect.

His second respiratory organ is developing vigorously.

Wait a minute, something seems off.

The metal dragon's second breath, Suen remembered, had a support effect, such as paralyzing, slowing, or weakening people.

It seems his breathing is a little different.

Suen thought she might be hallucinating from taking drugs, and slowly got up.

He swallowed hard and took a deep breath.

"Pah!"

A chilling breath burst from his mouth, and frost covered the damp walls inch by inch, freezing the lichen and moss between the bricks, spreading ever upwards toward the ceiling.

?

[You have acquired a secondary breath organ: Cold Air, Silver Dragon]

Su En licked his lips; it seemed it wasn't just his imagination.

His second breathing organ is different from that of a normal dragon!

The changes are still ongoing.

My body started to itch.

Suen reached out to scratch, his fingers touching something soft yet tough. By the firelight, he saw a layer of pale, dead skin rising on his body, like a snake shedding its skin.

He peeled away the sweat-soaked dead skin bit by bit.

Beneath the shed old skin lies a more perfect body.

[Natal stage, age: 13 years and 4 months]

Suen glanced at the panel; the age range had increased significantly, and the attribute panel had undergone some changes.

[Attributes: Strength 12, Agility 12 (+1), Constitution 11, Perception 14 (-5), Intelligence 11, Charisma 18 (-8)]

[Personal Traits: Dragon Vein lv4, Unyielding Magic Power, One-Man Tribe, Three Disciples, Drug Addiction]

[Dragon Vein Lv4: You gain two breath weapons that can be used alternately, cold air and fire; your innate defense is increased; your agility gains a permanent one-point increase.]

[Through the long battle and the taking of the potion, your dragon body perfectly absorbed the potion's magic power, and you gained a permanent increase of 1 point in Strength.]

[Characteristic: Drug addiction]

[As a formidable character capable of consuming four bottles of Dragon Potion at once, Bahamut is worried about your future.]

Your physical condition has undergone a slight, permanent improvement.

[Your digestive system can perfectly absorb the potion's magic, greatly prolonging its effects, and after taking any potion, you will experience a magical effect similar to "Heroic Spirit".]

[Heroic Spirit: Grants a creature courage, immunity to panic until the spell ends, and a temporary boost to vitality.]

Simply put, it means feeling incredibly awesome after taking the drug.

Like being drunk, instead of being afraid, they were filled with courage.

Oh well, it's better than nothing.

Thinking about it carefully, as a "mage", you will definitely come into contact with all kinds of magic potions in the future, which may not necessarily be a bad thing.

Suen could only console herself with this thought.

After it was over,

Sun began to build the altar to Bahamut.

As a benevolent dragon god whose fame resounds throughout the universe, Bahamut, the Lord of the North Wind, resides atop the North Wind Fortress in the Seven Heavens.

To the dragons, Bahamut is more like a benevolent monarch, and all the metal dragons are his vassals.

Bahamut's altars typically feature a dragon-shaped statue cast in a mixture of gold and silver.

But Suen had nothing.

A Bahamut emblem was painted on the wall, and a circular altar was built out of stones.

Many stingy metal dragons do the same thing: they draw a sacred emblem in their caves, offering gold and silver treasures when needed, and leaving the altar covered in dust when not in use.

After the setup was complete, Suen knelt on the ground in reverence.

"O great Bahamut, Lord of the North Wind, I pray to you fervently..."

After haltingly reciting the prayer,

Suen looked expectantly at the altar.

As always, nothing happened.

No, system, is something wrong? Bahamut isn't responding to my prayers.

[Deep Analysis: The runes depicted by the host contain logical errors and unclear directionality, this is the first issue. The title used for the Platinum Dragon God is incorrect; please abandon the lowly human term and use titles such as "To our Eternal King of the North Wind" or "Lord of the Dragons," this is the second issue. You should choose appropriate offerings from your treasury!]

[Answer: Bahamut is a great and solemn benevolent god, with exceptionally strict requirements for rituals. A dragon that doesn't pray earnestly will be ignored by him. Please redraw the runes, change the prayer, and offer tribute. Pray to Bahamut with solemnity and devotion.]

Considering he still needs Bahamut's help, let's redraw it.

Suen crouched down, preparing to erase the runes she had drawn.

The moment my finger touched the rune

A line of text flashing white light shot out rapidly along the altar.

"Wait, don't wipe it yet!"

Looking at the familiar dragon script, Su En scratched his head.

"Hey System! Bahamut seems to have responded to me?"

[In-depth thinking: ...]

[Answer: Bahamut is a great and patient elder, especially towards young dragons praying for the first time. But please don't disappoint Bahamut's patience; complete your first prayer diligently!]

Damn it, does this broken system have two sets of excuses?

They change their minds faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Do you truly intend to serve the cause of justice?"

Gazing at the inscription on the altar, Su En knelt down with a thud. "Having wandered for half my life, I have never met a wise ruler. If you do not abandon me, I am willing to become your servant..."

Where is your sincerity?!

Huh? What do you mean? Do you want money?

Suen glanced at the staff; he was so poor that this was all he had left, and he absolutely couldn't give it away.

Suen gritted her teeth.

"Great King of the North Wind! The devil intends to steal my soul. If you can protect me, I will offer you tenfold sacrifices after the deed is done!"

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

It seems the other party is also thinking.

After a long while, a line of text slowly flashed across the altar: "Ten times zero is still zero."

Suen couldn't hold back any longer.

Why should a mighty dragon god haggle over offerings with a penniless pauper? Besides, he didn't say he wouldn't give any, so why should he assume that the offerings are zero?

Suen silently picked up her staff.

He's about to hand over this staff before he's even had a chance to properly handle it. Sigh.

"Great Dragon Lord! Your servant has brought you a rare treasure!"

The squeaking of a mouse came from behind me.

A large rat with a glowing skull and a gold ring on its head leaped swiftly down the stairs.

Looking at the ring, Su En felt a toothache.

"Hiss, Big Tooth, you didn't steal all the devil's tips, did you?!"

Big Tooth's eyes darted around, and he used his mental powers to mimic a baby's voice: "Of course not, I snatched it from bad guys, bad guys bully the weak!"

"Uh, really?"

"Of course! I am your sharpest weapon!"

Big Tooth probably wouldn't lie, after all, it's just a mouse.

Suen hesitated for a moment, then threw the ring into the altar.

"A rare offering, from a mage named Grian, you are qualified to become a Platinum Vassal of Bahamut!"

A golden light suddenly pierced into Su En's body.

[Personal Trait: Dragon God's Vassal]

【Vassal of the Dragon God, your soul is protected by the benevolent light from the Seven Heavenly Hills. You are now a vassal of Bahamut, and it is your lifelong duty to eradicate evil.】

[Unlocking the Faith Series Quests: Minister of the North Wind]

[North Wind's Chosen One Stage: Admit it, as a genuine metal dragon, you cannot tolerate any evil in the world. Your factions are different, your thoughts are incompatible, and you can no longer bear the harm those evildoers inflict on the world. Capture or kill one member of the evil faction yourself.]

[Task Progress: 0/1]

[Reward: +1 Praise for High Moral Character]