Chapter 11 :

Altaïr then took the scroll from the storage ring and held it out in front of him.

"Here is the proof that I am not lying"

A graceful figure covered with a veil then appeared near the throne covered in gold with the armrests carved in the shape of a dragon.

In view of the gait and the finesse of the curves that it was possible to see through the veil, Altaïr judged that it was a woman.

She went down the stairs, approached Altaïr who was starting to have his legs shaking because of the pressure emitted by the queen.

She held out a slender bare arm whose white skin exuded a sensation of pure softness and she took the parchment. It unfolded and flew past her at eye level.

A few moments of silence before the queen resumes speaking in a very fluid human dialect.

"The news you bring is of the utmost importance even though it was picked up from the corpse of my only son. But I wonder how could you read the contents of the scroll when it is written in dragon language? »

Altaïr's eyes widened in surprise, now that he thought about it it was indeed weird, why would other races be trading scrolls in human language??

[The system allows you to understand the writing of each race from the most recent to the oldest]

"That's my special ability majesty. I am able to understand and translate any form of written language but I am unable to speak it," he replied.

The queen then suddenly disappeared to reappear just behind Altaïr, startling him. She approached his ear while he dared not move.

"I will take you to a place where an ancient text lies, we have never managed to translate it. If you succeed, I will save your life and you will even have the right to a reward, but if you never succeed, you will die in excruciating pain and nothing and no one will ever be able to save you » whispered- she said of her cherry red mouth which had come out of her veil.

Altaïr shivered in fear. He felt the threat in the queen's voice was real. He then prayed that the system would perform miracles.

The queen put her hand on Altaïr's shoulder and he felt a pulling force deform his body to the extreme before a protective layer came to protect him.

When the teleportation ended, Altaïr was in a completely different environment, he was on a platform in the middle of an extremely high mountain and where the temperature was really low. His breath created a white mist in the air.

When the queen arrived, the dragon soldiers stationed here to guard the ruin panicked at this unexpected visit and immediately wanted to give the queen a proper welcome. She waved her hand in annoyance, and the soldiers returned to their posts immediately.

"Follow me," she ordered.

They then entered the mountain through a huge door where dragon patterns were drawn.

The queen snapped her fingers and a ball of light appeared illuminating the place. The duo plunged into the mountain before stopping in front of a wall where inscriptions in an ancient language were engraved in the rock.

"Translate or die"

Altaïr approached, praying with all his heart that the system will help him and he looked at the inscriptions.

He looked down at the inscriptions and...

He realized he could read them!!

"I can understand them majesty"

He then read the inscriptions entirely and declared:

"The demons will return to avenge the past insult. Their anger is matched only by their devouring hunger.

A person will be born in the lower races and who by his power will put an end to the invasion. If the superior races do not find this person in time to train him, they will sign the end of their lineage and their history and this world will turn into a real hell.

Albus the Prophet. »

The silence that followed was deafening.

"If what you say is true, it may already be too late for us. The demon invasion seems to have already begun and the child has not been found. Moreover, the clans are no longer united as they once were, each seeking to overthrow the others for the governance of the world," the queen said sadly.

She looked at Altaïr with her orange eyes of dragons that the veil could not hide.

"You did well young human, at the risk of your life you came to deliver crucial information for the survival of my race. Here is your reward. »

She held out her slender but clawed finger to Altaïr and he felt a searing pain in his shoulder. A tattoo of a dragon biting its own tail appeared on his skin.

"You are now an honored guest of the dragon race, show this tattoo and you can safely enter our territory if you are in danger. It will allow you once a day to borrow the power of a dragon for one minute but be careful the backlash on the body is terrible. " she says

"Yes majesty," Altaïr said, bowing slightly in appreciation and gratitude.

"Good, I'll read your mind to find your house and teleport you straight home"

Altaïr was a little shocked, how powerful he was if she could directly teleport him from the dragon territory to the human territory which was opposite and more than three months away.

"Goodbye young human, I hope you will become more powerful in the future. she told him as she approached him.

"Uh yes I'll do my best" he replied taken aback, and he disappeared from the mountain.

"An interesting young man," she smiles.

When Altaïr saw the familiar walls of his apartment, he heaved such a great sigh of relief that the walls sighed too.

"Never again will I go out into the wild lands! »

[Ding…You will be transported to the pocket dimension]

" SHIT ! I DO NOT WANT ! he shouted in unnecessary protest as his body was once again teleported away.