Volume One {The soaring Dragon} Chapter Seventeen {Deep Words}
Not everyone who stands in front of the dragon is arrogant, as revenge is often his motive even if he knows that the end is the same he will still try not to take actual revenge but to die at the same hand that killed his beloved so he moves to the world in which his beloved was born again…
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Power represents authority
Authority represents influence
Influence represents rule
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In this world there are two types: {slaves and rulers}
Everyone is born a slave because the matter here isn't related to a person's background but to his personal strength and to reach the position of the ruler you must possess the strength and establish a path of bones and blood in order to finally settle on the throne of sovereignty or at least stand next to the sovereign and establish for yourself a position that doesn't budge and an authority that doesn't respond.
This world has one law {the law of power}. Anyone who doesn't have power doesn't have the right to life and if he is alive he doesn't have the right to make his own decisions or even to death…
If you don't want to be a slave then fight your way to the top and cut your enemies with a cold blade and form a valley from their bones and fill it with their blood and drink from it if you want... This is the path of the sovereign.
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Discussions arose more in the academy and teachers began to join it from the youngest to the oldest even the three top students while Drago was ignoring the matter.
In a long corridor, Drago was moving slowly careless to the hustle and bustle around him and the intense anticipation of the students until he heard a voice in his head.
"My lord "…
"What's wrong, Shadow?"
"You should watch that fight"
"Why?"…
"There is something in it that you should see"
"Regarding?"
"....
Drago's steps froze in place
"Are you sure?"…
"I can't dare to give you false information, sir"
"Fine, I will reward you later"
"I am at your service, sir"
The sound disappeared and Drago completed his steps until he reached stairs that took him to a large suite with a huge bed and many comfortable and expensive furniture with many engravings on the walls and beautiful colors…
Drago stood in the middle of the room and snapped his hand.
A muffled sound resounded and turned the furniture into dust and the engravings into fire and spoiled the room turning it into a barn...
With another bang, chains appeared around Drago as if they were emanating from his body and they went towards the walls before penetrating them as if they didn't exist then Drago extended his hand and removed the necklace from his neck and cut the chains from his body to finally disappear into the wall. At that moment, the atmosphere of the room changed...
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In front of the lake, Billy was sitting quietly staring at the same beautiful scene until a bald man with a muscular body, broad shoulders and big black eyes came next to him.
The earth shook with every step he took.
"See you here always" the new arrival spoke as he sat next to Billy…
"You will find me at the residence of the heart"
"Huh... you became a poet, I didn't expect that"
Billy smiled and didn't reply
The young man went on and asked another question "How are you these days? I heard that you suffered a terrible defeat"
"We must lose one day"
"Yes, but you didn't use your full strength"
"The result wouldn't have changed" Billy smiled "Fighting the dragon is hopeless"
"You wouldn't have inherited the empire if you were weak"
"I have nothing to do with the empire, I am just a wanderer in this world, all I want is to live my last days in peace"
"Did the reaction spread so quickly?"…
Billy didn't reply
"Sorry about that, my friend" the young man sighed "I apologize for ignoring you lately"
"Don't worry it is just a matter of moments and soon it will be erased in the rising river of time and the land that we ruled for years will eat us after we are thrown into it"
The young man paused for a while before saying "Do you need anything?"
"No" Billy smiled "I had one thing that worried me but I got rid of it I can now live with what I have left in peace"
"I hope so" the young man said then fell silent.
"You have a tough fight tomorrow"
"Yes"
"What are your chances of winning?"
"Not bad... I don't worry about Arno, it's only eyan who worries me"
"He's strong but I'm sure you'll win"
The young man smiled sarcastically "I don't see that but I will try anyway, see you later and I hope to come tomorrow and watch me"
"I'm sorry" Billy shook his head "I'm no longer busy with fighting. Now let me enjoy this wonderful peace"
The young man stared at Billy's face for a moment before he sighed and said as he stood "Goodbye"
"I wish you success, Paul"
"I hope so "…
After Paul's departure Billy said "We are all nothing more than dust in the face of a great storm, it was inevitable from the beginning" Then he smiled and returned to his calm stare at the sight of the clear sea as if it were the most important thing in the world…
What this person meant wasn't important because no one would be convinced and even if they were convinced they wouldn't stop as Billy said... everything was decided from the beginning..
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The expected tomorrow has come very slowly for the people waiting this decisive and wonderful battle which as some have said will be immortalized in the history of the academy and may be preserved in the recording crystals to be a reference for future students.
The crowd settled on the benches for a long time waiting for this moment.
On top of the seats there were three luxurious seats on which the summit trio Matthew, the sparrow and lola sat and unlike them there was a large cabin in which the teachers sat and dozens of beautiful servants served them in the forefront of them was a luxurious seat on which the word Master was written elegantly but it was empty as Zero didn't come to the show...
On the ring which was the size of a mile and made of a special stone that could withstand heavy attacks. The muscular Paul began to ascend the ring with a majestic and proud momentum...
In another corner, a well-proportioned and handsome young man with hair mixed between white and red climbed up with proud steps wearing expensive clothes (Arno)…
Finally, from the third corner a slightly short young man with short hair dressed in black with a carefully embossed silver wing on his shirt (eyan) slowly climbed up…
The three stared at each other and sparks appeared from their eyes as a huge shadow appeared behind each one of them.
A picture of a huge mammoth behind Paul, a picture of the sun and moon behind Arno and finally eyan whose silver wing fluttered behind him like a pattern on his clothes..
{Who will win?...}
{Stay tuned.....My Regards, Zero}