Book 15: Chapter 60


    ording to theparison of the two maps, the Northwest of the North had undergone a huge change. After the mountains were blown up, the snow melted, which flooded many ces in the Northwest. Fundamentally speaking, it was transformed into an area ofkes and rivers. Some had beenpletely drowned.


    I let out a breath of relief upon seeing the ruins of the vige. After all, the vige was at the foot of the mountain back then. It wasnt submerged; we could still find the ruins if we went there. With that said, the valley nearby hadpletely changed. I wasnt certain if the valley had be ake, because the newest map had yet to be updated. We hadnt defined thend quality there yet. The mountains in the Northwest were still constantly changing owing to the temperature. Hence, while the valley wasnt confirmed to be flooded, its state was a question mark.


    My only choice was to head there. Dragons could fly, though, so even if the ce was flooded, they could just fly away. Plus, I was certain the dragons wouldnt approach our East or South, as those ces were popted by elves, humans and anthropoids. The dragons were definitely averse to approaching us unless they wanted to wage war on us. The group of dragons there were certainly not a big group. There might only be a few of them for all we knew. In saying that, judging from Dragon Moms excited reaction, I think just a few dragons would make her happy. Of course, the fewer of them there were, the happier Id be. That would allow Dragon Mom to be happy without me having to be concerned about them bing a threat to us.


    Dragon Mom sat in a chair and watched me examine the map. Bored, she asked, Son, why cant we just fly there?


    Id assume Dragon Mom would be smacking the floor with her tail if she had it out. While looking at the map, I shook my head and exined, We can do that in the future, but not now. The dragon race is a secret I cant publicise yet. Of course, if theyre willing to get along with us, Id be very happy to be friends with them just as humans and elves.


    Dragon Mom leaned into the backrest and, with a softugh, asked, Why does Mommy feel that elves and humans dont get along?


    I smiled helplessly and nodded. I expounded, Mommy Vyvyan and Mommy Elizabeths rtionship isnt bad, but elves and humans once fought a war against each other. Because both parties have some grudges against each other, their rtionship, consequently, isnt good.


    Is that how it is? I heard that the two of them started the war for you How frightening it is to be a mom.


    Its just those two who are so frightening.


    I shook my head. Dragon Momughed. She seemed to have spaced out a little when she said, If I were to wage a war against everyone for you, would I be able to have you? I could recruit other dragons and so forth and then wage a war simr to the one ten years ago


    I quickly responded, I was ignorant back then, but I understand things now. I dont want the people I love and those who love me getting hurt for my sake. I dont want to ever see that. Therefore, Mom, dont ever do that. Arent I always by your side even though youve never done that?


    I dont think everything Dragon Mom said was a joke. I genuinely believe shed do it, so I had to quickly nip such frightening ideas in the bud as soon as possible. Dragon Mom looked at me with a squint. Somewhat reassured, she nodded. Voice soft, she replied, As long as you dont leave me as early as your father did. Son, Mommy just wants you to always be with Mommy. Mommy will protect you on this journey.


    I dont feel Im in any danger this time.


    Dragon Mom softly giggled.


    I was serious. I didnt feel I was in any danger this time. Dragons were impervious to des, and that didnt apply for just Dragon Mom. I had newfound might from the dragon blood in me; hence, I wasnt worried about anything. The only person who could hurt me was training under Tanyas guidance, so Dragon Mom and I would be safe together.


    I ced the map down, and then stood up to stretch my back out. I then held Moms hand. With a smile, I said, Youve already waited until now, so be patient for just a while longer, Mom. If we fly here, well be spotted. One we reach the centre, there wont be so many people. Thats when we can fly over together But to be frank, Im not very fond of flying Its too cold


    Dragon Mom softlyughed. Then, she touched my head: That cant be helped. Youre not a dragon, after all. Itll be all right, though. Cant you just wear some more clothes? Maybe Mommy can fly slightly lower.


    I smiled. It seemed that Mom wasnt willing to pass up the chance to fly. Although it wasnt too fair on the White Deer King, I suppose it would be happy to be able to run to its hearts content.


    Son, if youre worried about the White Deer King, Mommy can transform her into a human form. The only reason that she cant take on human form is due to insufficient mana, but its possible if you provide her with a bit of mana. Dragon Mom looked at me with a smile. She looked as though she wanted to give it a try


    I stopped to consider it, If the White Deer King was to transform into a human Ill bet its identical to how Nier was initially. By that, I mean the proud nature and ssic line, please kill yourself, and those sorts of verbal attacks. Moreover, the White Deer King is aggressive. She wants to kick me or trip me for no rhyme or reason. If she was to take on a human form, how violent would she be?


    I-I think we can pass on that I think this is quite good This is quite good.


    Dragon Mom pursed her lips into a smile then wrapped her arm around mine. The two of us descended the stairs. We were at an inn. We didnt head straight to the vige; instead, we went to the outside of the Imperial City first. Frankly, we werent too fast. I had started to feel a little concerned, however. It was a long way from our location to the Northwest, but my North wasnt a nation as powerful as the Rosvenor Empire. Consequently, only the Imperial Capital was flourishing. The further out we headed, the more deste thend was, the fewer people there were, and the colder ces were. Subsequently, there soon wouldnt be inns avable, meaning wed have to sleep outdoors.


    Having to sleep in the wild would be nasty. There was no tasty food, warm beds and wed have to worry about wild beasts and so forth, not to mention the weather. Seriously, the less time we had to spend living that way, the better. That was why I nned to ask if Mom fly me there even if she didnt bring it up


    We went down to the bottom floor of the hotel. On the top floor were the guest rooms. On the bottom floor was the bar. The hotel could be counted as a hotel in a small town. There was nothing to do at night, so the townsfolke to the bar. They didnt need any expensive wines or to hook up with women. They came just for a measly beer, and then bragged to the woman next to them. Then theyd go home to sleep with satisfaction before waking up to repeat another repetitive day.


    When the two of us went downstairs, the customers scanned me with curiosity and Mom with surprise, since we were foreigners. I nced at Mom out of concern. Dragon Mom wasnt fond of wearing clothes. Though I was aware she had covered her body with her scales, she was always nude from my perspective That caused me to feel awkward. I didnt think the townsfolk had seen such a pretty woman before. Theyd be wondering why such a beautiful flower was at the bar reeking of alcohol and foggy with smoke. Nevertheless, Dragon Mom didnt concern herself with them. She, instead, sat down at a table with me.


    Frankly, the stench of the stuff they smoked was repulsive. The people of the town hadnt seen the King of the North before, so nobody recognised me. Mom picked up the menu by the side and curiously scanned it. I assumed she was wondering what the foods were. The variety of foods she had tried was very minimal.


    Smiling, I said, Were not in the Imperial Pce today, so you dont need to be concerned with so many rules or worry about anything. Eat however is convenient for you. Oh, right, there wont be a basin for you to wash your hands or desserts afterwards, either.


    Dragon Mom had been restricted in the pce for so long, so it was fair to let her have some decent fun for the day. Dragon Mom lit up forthwith: I can order anything?! I can eat however I like?!


    Apparently, desserts werent too alluring to Dragon Mom.


    I chuckled and then made an, as you please, hand gesture. A pleasantly joyous smile immediately bloomed on Moms face. She stood up and waved the menu excitedly. I called a waiter over  which was the boss and man at the bar counter. The plump man showed surprise as he listened to Dragon Mom name the names of the dishes. All of the dishes she ordered were basically grilled mead, diced meat, meat stew, fried meat et cetera. In short, they were all meat dishes. Dragon Mom mustve been fond of meat dishes.


    When the people saw Mom wolf down big mouthfuls of meat and generously smash back beer, they were wowed. They raised their cups up to her to gesture a toast. After getting the nod of approval from me, Dragon Mom cheerfully assimted into the crowd of townsfolks cheers and cups gaily went round. I guess beer suited Dragon Moms pte.


    They clinked their chipped wooden cups, swishing the yellow, foamy beer up. I guess Dragon Mom enjoys this sort of carnival type of environment with beer, meat and a bustling crowd. It mustve alleviated her loneliness.


    It wasnt the sort of ball reeking with the stench of money and power, but a totally cheerful and carnival type of environment. It was no wonder Dragon Mom enjoyed it so much. I didnt walk away with nothing.


    Thanks to Dragon Moms big gut, she defeated all challengers and established her legend as the woman who doesnt get drunk even after a thousand drinks. In the process, she managed to win the special entitlement to have the meal on the house. Of course, I got myself apletely drunk and limp dragon I had to lug onto the bed.