42 Drake the Baby Dragon

Lucy stayed silent for the rest of the trip, while OriginalMagus was simply following along, having an inexplicable feeling that Lucy's background was a lot more than a rescued slave.

The group took a carriage back to Luke's home this time, since they were not following anyone.

However, as soon as Luke opened his home using his keys, and the little magic locks he had placed on it, a black figure quickly dashed towards him and bit down on his right hand, causing Luke to fall over on his back.

However, the sensation Luke felt was not one of pain from his hand being bitten, but of slipperiness.

Lifting his head to see what it was, Luke saw that it was a baby dragon. Not a red, green or golden dragon, but a black dragon. It's scales still moist from the yolk in the egg, and some pieces of egg still stuck on its scaly body.

Suddenly, Luke felt faint, noticing that the dragon was not bating his hand for no reason, and was actually absorbing mana at an insane speed.

The speed was so fast that Luke was nearing his limits within an instant. Just as he was about to faint from mana exhaustion, the he could feel the dragon calling out to it.

Driven by some unknown instinct, Luke pressed to remain conscious and declared loudly within his mind, somehow knowing that the dragon could hear him,

'I am Luke a.k.a. The Sage. I declare thee mine contracted familiar. I name thou Drake. With this, the soul contract of familiar and tamer shall be formed under the world's will.'

While Luke was saying those words, an old figure appeared in front of him, grabbing the baby dragon as he exclaimed with delight.

"A baby dragon! Do you are my solution! I can practically feel the destiny from you! Now all I need to do is find the problem and solve it with you!"

With this, Luke lost consciousness.

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Baa!

Luke woke up as though he was in a nightmare. Looking around, he found himself in his bed, both Lucy and OriginalMagus on either side of him, one sleeping while the other was browsing the forums.

As soon as he woke up, he felt a searing pain from both his head and right hand. Ignoring the pain from his head caused due to lack of mana, he lifted his right hand, to find tattoo glowing faintly with a brilliant black luster. At the back of his palm, was a pitch black, sleek dragon, with all sorts of other runes radiating from it, covering every inch of his right hand, from his finger-tips all the way to his shoulder.

Realising what this meant, Luke was positively ecstatic, although that was greatly diminished by the pain in his head.

The tattoo meant that he had formed a familiar contract with a beast. The symbol at the back of his palm signified the type of beast, while the size and number of runes outside that symbol showcased the beast's strength.

Most beasts only had runes only extending to the wrist and fingertips, while a beast with the potential to turn into a mythical beast would have tattoos up to the elbow. Only a beast at the level of a true mythical beast would have tattoos up to the shoulder, with that increasing to the rest of the body if the beast was of legendary rank.

However, Luke quickly put that thought aside, and focused on what happened after the contract was formed.

'Sh*t!!! that old sly fox stole my dragon. He owes me big!'

After a round of inward cursing, Luke calmed down and shrugged it off.

'I can't do much to him anyway with my current strength. Anyway, he needs to get rid of Rachel for me anyway.'

With that out of the way, Luke looked around and to his surprise, he found that the yolk in the egg still had to dry, with a single drop of blood inside it.

A grin suddenly appeared on The Sage's face, which OriginalMagus had clearly seen when he brought the man to his room after the old man disappeared with the dragon, and the Sage was drained of all mana.

While the tattoo, was forming, OriginalMagus was afraid that it was some sort of curse or disease, and was going to spread to the rest of the body, and therefore both he and Lucy had decided to remove the mask and ensure The Sage was not in pain. Thankfully, his expression was calm.

Luke quickly got out of bed, using his weak body to move towards the egg shells, pushing aside both Lucy and OriginalMagus, who had awoken when Luke woke up, and carefully picked it the piece of shell with the blood.

After about an hour of meditating, Luke recovered nearly half his mana, and carefully separated the blood from the other liquids.

After using many methods of searching, Luke confirmed it was pure baby-dragon blood, and injected it into his left shoulder, to prevent disrupting his tattoo.

He looked over at the two in his room before saying with a sigh.

"I will be undergoing a transformation. There is money under my carpet in the living room, and keep yourselves full during this time. Leave my room. The transformation could take anywhere between 1 day and 4 days. Bye."

With that, he leaped onto the bed, using the rest of his power, already unconscious in midair due to the system, making him faint before beginning the transformation of adapting to the new blood injected into his body.