When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
Kyran looked at Zephyr with a slight frown as he asked, "What?"
Instead of answering aloud, Zephyr answered him telepathically.
[That is the Heaven's Conch.]
Kyran did not reply and continued to look at Zephyr with raised brows.
Zephyr sighed in his heart.
He already knew that his new master had little knowledge about his two magic. Since Kyran was a Regis, he knew some of the Dragon Lord's history. However, Zephyr found that what the Regis learned about the Dragon Lord was superficial. Even the supposed Regis Blessing was different. The Regis believed that the dragon blood that talented family members consumed enabled them to practice Dragon Techniques. And when activating the Regis Blessing, their body would get a sudden boost, and their physical strength could manifest 1% of a dragon's might.