Frilian: The Adventure of the Hero

At the end of the passageway, dust and smoke rose.

The surrounding stone walls had mostly collapsed, and a huge dark shadow appeared in the blurred vision.

"Foolish human, you have destroyed my resting place!"

"I'll make you pay!"

With this angry roar, the black shadow unleashed a divine power, stirring up a gust of wind that dispersed the billowing dust.

Only then did Xia En get a clear look at the dark figure.

It is a giant dragon.

It had no physical form, and its entire body was swirling with dense black energy, making it look like a condensed soul.

Looking down, Shane saw the broken walls at the dragon's feet, a shattered stone tablet covered in obscure and incomprehensible foreign script. Shane couldn't understand it, but guessed it was something like an epitaph.

Shane understood that this must be the location of the "Dragon's Tomb".

Frilian hovered in front of the dragon's soul, and at her feet lay a blond boy who had fainted.

? ?

Xia En turned her gaze back and glanced at it again.

Okay, it's someone I know.

Brug, the blond young master who thinks he's a great magician and desperately wants to be famous.

Why did this young master suddenly appear here?

Xia En was puzzled.

But I don't have time to ask now.

The dragon continued to unleash its divine power, stirring up increasingly strong winds that caused Xia En to stagger and even make the stone pillars supporting the tomb seem to be struggling.

"Frilian, if this continues, the tomb will collapse!" Shane shouted a warning.

Frilian was originally using defensive magic to protect herself and Brug, who had collapsed and was unconscious behind her.

Upon hearing Shane's words, he glanced at his feet, then twirled his staff and unhesitatingly used a magical whip to throw Brug behind a rock.

thump.

Shane pursed his lips, hoping Brugge's head was alright.

Then, the two worked in perfect harmony. One cast a [Binding Magic] spell to bind the dragon's soul, while the other charged up, preparing to use "Thunderous Might".

This tactic worked well for them when dealing with the ghost skulls before.

Both are in a soul state.

Shane and Frilian both felt that it should also be effective against the currently out-of-control dragon soul.

Roar!

The dragon, struck by lightning, roared, and golden lightning surged through the churning black mist, fueling its rage.

It struggled incessantly, trying to break free of the chains binding its body.

But the [Binding Magic] remained completely still.

The Dragon Soul cannot be separated and reunited like the previous Ghost Skull.

This made it much easier for Shane to attack; he unleashed a continuous barrage of lightning strikes, his longsword hitting his opponent one after another.

【electric shock】

【electric shock】

Roar!

Enraged, the dragon soul suddenly gave up struggling and, despite being engulfed in lightning, charged headlong into Xia En's direction.

Frillie tightened the [Binding Magic] in her hands, trying to control the dragon, but she was too weak, and the dragon simply dragged her forward.

With the offensive and defensive positions reversed, Xia En was greatly alarmed.

Just as he was about to turn and run for his life, a dense blue magic shield appeared beside him.

Boom—

The dragon soul crashed into the magic shield and vanished in an instant.

Xia En turned around and looked behind him. The blond young master was covering his head with one hand and holding a staff in the other.

"Thank goodness I woke up... Hey, rookie warrior, step back! Fighting monsters should be done by a powerful mage like me."

Xia En, who had originally intended to express his gratitude, fell silent upon hearing this arrogant remark.

This kid is very capable, but he's too talkative.

"This isn't a monster, it's an enraged dragon soul. What did you just do?"

Upon hearing Frillian's question, the blond young master rubbed his head, looking sullen.

"I didn't do anything! I just came out for a stroll and unexpectedly ran into a clueless demonic wolf. I chased it here, and just after I took down the demonic wolf, I encountered this... what... what dragon soul."

"You have shattered the dragon's tombstone."

"Then how can I, this young master... possibly pay attention to so many things when I'm fighting...?"

Upon hearing this, Frillie didn't say anything more.

Xia En could also tell that the blond young master probably didn't do it on purpose.

But it's understandable that a dragon that has been sleeping for who knows how long would get angry if it were suddenly woken up by having its blankets pulled off.

"Anyway, let's fix the tombstone first," Xia En suggested.

At the very least, we must not give the dragon a second chance to escape.

Frillie nodded.

The two began to gather the scattered fragments of the stone tablet on the ground and pieced them together one by one according to the patterns in the text.

Brug stood behind the two men, watching them repair the stone tablet, and felt uneasy.

After dawdling for a while, he also began to move the rubble and clear the tomb.

But the young master clearly had no experience with housework; the places he cleaned looked as if they hadn't been cleaned at all.

……

Two hours later, except for the completely collapsed parts, the tomb was largely restored to its original state.

The blond young master sat to one side, panting heavily.

Frillie happily took out the painted pottery jar she had bought at the market earlier.

She placed the pottery jar in front of the dragon's tombstone, then knelt down behind it with great devotion and began to pray.

"What are you doing?"

"Quiet down, I'm following the methods taught by Azer to pray to the Dragon God for wealth."

"..."

"Aize said that sincere prayers would please the dragon's soul, and the dragon would put gold coins into jars, the prettier the jar, the more it would hold."

Seeing Frilian's devout expression, Shane felt a little uneasy.

Putting aside whether the dragon's blessing is real or not, let's just say that if the dragon soul had any gold coins, it would have already bought itself a luxurious suite in this dilapidated, crumbling tomb.

In the movies and TV series I've seen before, dragon lairs were always piled high with gold coins and treasures; none of them were as simple as this.

At the same time, he sighed silently, thinking that he could pick up some [entries] on this trip.

"How could it not be there?"

After finishing her prayer, Frillie clung to the jar, looking at it two or three times, her face full of disbelief.

Undeterred, she tried again, but still nothing came of it.

"Perhaps it's angry because we just beat up the dragon soul, so it won't grant us a blessing?"

Xia En casually made a sarcastic remark.

Unexpectedly, Frilian agreed wholeheartedly and shook her head regretfully.

She took out a map, modified some of the markings, and the two of them left the tomb, retracing their steps to continue their patrol in another direction.

"Hey, wait for me, young master!"

Brug followed along eagerly, chattering excitedly around Frillie.

He kept inviting Frilian to the Upside-Down Land, loudly describing his plans to "become famous".

This made Xia En really want to cast a "shut up spell" on him.

"Kid, it's very dangerous for two mages to explore a dungeon alone. If they encounter a situation where their magic is sealed or they can't resolve it, it will be terrible. You'd better find a team with monks and vanguard members."

"This young master is not afraid of danger."

Brugge completely disregarded Shane's advice.

"I am the most powerful mage in the entire Lamir region. With my abilities, there is no danger I cannot resolve."

"Hmm, what about just now?"

"That was an accident!"

"Okay, it was an accident~"

"It was truly an accident! It's all because that dragon soul suddenly appeared! I wasn't prepared!"

"Yes, you're right."

"you!"

The young master lost his temper again.

……

The group walked further and further away, and none of them noticed the quiet dragon tomb behind them.

The painted jar suddenly shook, and then gold coins began to appear, like a rising tide, filling the jar to the brim in the blink of an eye.