1523 Frost Part 2 (1/2)

The intelligence of frost dragons was not inferior to humans until the human advanced to a certain level. A newborn dragon was more intelligent than an average human.

The frost dragon realized right away what it had done wrong. It was never caged in a cage of nature. The goddess never even bothered with it. It was but a level 15 dragon when it was first captured, and it was in that icy world, it had gradually advanced to level 17.

If the goddess had really wanted to imprison it, she never would have put it in an environment where it could advance.

She only thought of him as little more than an experiment!

The frost dragon got even angrier at that thought. The goddess never deemed the dragon to be of any importance. She simply chucked it there and left it to its devices. It had been making an imaginary enemy out of her throughout the years, imagining the day where it would advance to level 18. By then, it would have been able to break out of that space and kill that wretched god.

However, when it realized that it was just an experiment—the goddess caged in it an ordinary space just to see how a frost dragon would evolve—the frost dragon's reason for being angry turned out to be rather ridiculous.

The frost dragon was never of any importance to the goddess whom it thought was its enemy.

To Saleen, that would have been a good thing. An enemy's carelessness would give him a chance to turn the tables. To a dragon, however, that was stark naked contempt, and it was intolerable.

However, the goddess was at level 18 and had been a mage before she became a god. The frost dragon knew that very well—revenge would have never been possible until it had gotten to level 18.

”What's your name, mage?” The frost dragon stopped roaring in anger. It calmed and rested its jaw on the ground instead. It chatted with Saleen through the crack.

Saleen let out a sigh of relief and said, ”Saleen Metatrin.”

That name, which had shaken Myers Mainland as of late, only had the frost dragon responding with a 'right'.

”I'm one of the frost dragons...name's Guffen. I was captured tens of thousands of years ago by that damned Myers when I just happened to be roaming about the mainland. I was about to get to level 16 back then.” It sighed.

The frost paused quite a lot when it talked, but Saleen did not dare to cut it off. It was not that he was incapable of taking on that powerful dragon; it was just that it would take a hefty toll on him to do so. Saleen had learned how to make compromises a long time ago, but the compromise he was about to make was not to simply back away but to seek cooperation.

Saleen waited patiently for the frost dragon to finish its words, but that dragon simply went into deep thought.

Quite a bit of time passed before the frost dragon continued, ”Mage Saleen, is that lightning magic that you're learning?”

”That explains the sense of familiarity I felt around you. You seem to have a body of water element.” Guffen's voice did not sound old. It sounded rather juvenile for a dragon. It had been captured when it was still in its youth and had yet to truly mature even at present. If it had been left behind in the dragon plane, it might have actually become a Dragon God.

”Indeed. In my early days, water magic was the only branch that I was able to pick up.”

”Right. What do you think about dragons, Mage Saleen?” Guffen's question was straight to the point.

Saleen answered without giving it much thought, ”Just like dragons think of humans—there is fear, but also pride for one's own race.”

Guffen was very pleased with Saleen's answer. It lifted its head somewhat and said to Saleen, ”well then, Saleen, would you mind signing a contract with me, and become a dragon mage?”

”Wait, what?”

Saleen did not understand what the frost dragon was saying. The frost dragon was not speaking the dragon tongue, and it was not the Myers Language either. In order to facilitate ease of communication, the frost dragon spoke the Magic Language instead. Magic Language was known for its extreme precision, and the description of anything new required creation of new words, and one would be implored to define it.

From that point alone, the Magic Language was quite inferior to the other language from another crystal wall system that Saleen happened to pick up. While the language was rather ambiguous and was not conducive to learning, once a learner got to higher levels, the rich content of meanings within the symbols and words used would be considerably less difficult for a professional.

The frost dragon thought for a bit and switched to Dragon Language instead, ”A dragon mage, something like dragon knights. Of course, in the history of the dragon plane, there have been fewer than 10 dragon mages. If no dragon mages emerged after I was imprisoned, that would have only been four.”

”Can dragon mages share magic with their dragons?”

”You are correct. Sign a contract with me, and you shall possess the greatest of water elemental powers, and advancement will be a lot easier. The catch to it...well, you need to have ample power of the soul or you'll end up under my control. Would you like to take the risk, Saleen?”

The frost dragon had no intention of duping Saleen. It explained the key points to him patiently, taking care to describe everything fully.

Even if the dragon were to actually end up controlling Saleen, things would have not been all that much different—it would still have to suffer damage that Saleen sustained, and use its formidable life force to make up for Saleen's losses. The only difference would have been who the more powerful one was.