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"You've been defeated again! " spat out Graham in Metanovae. He wiped his dagger and fell from the neck of his dragon daughter.

She was out of breath and out of mana. Then Graham took a lotion and cloth and soaked them with the contents of his vial. He rubbed the poor Metanova's cuts and stab wounds.

Here, he threw her a pick-me-up, drink, and you'll get better.

She drank a sip of alcoholic liquid and the wounds closed and she returned to a more comfortable position.

"How do you want to bring Vermithraxa back into your condition? She's awake as a devourer and she'll break you in half."

"But the goddess, Bahamut, has given me powers to bring her back."

"You can't even kick the shit out of me! And your revenge. Doesn't sound like you want to settle the score. Sounds like you've accepted your punishment. What happened to your rage?

Can you hook me up with your goddess? Because at this rate it's gonna be an old man's fight in a nursing home where you'll mistake the nursing staff for your youthful enemies."

"But, Daddy, I've come back from the dead, now it's hard and I'm all broken."

"Stop moaning, I've lost my body too! I'm just an old haunted transistor locked in a cathode ray tube..."

Metanovae began to pray and begged Bahamut to hear her. They did this in total darkness.

"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR" made the shade, really unhappy. She painfully pinched Metanovae's shadow, who let out a cry of pain and pity.

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"Mercy, your majesty! I haven't betrayed you, I haven't betrayed you! Father wants to talk to you! Please, listen to him."

"GrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRR, I don't have time to listen to an insect. But, you're 200 years old... That's not normal...mmm I feel no life energy or negative energy...no energy at all. Neither dead nor alive... That interests me Speak, mechanical creature..."

Graham Zola: "Your almighty majesty, I have traveled across the world and joined the old world with your protege but she is no match for the evolution here. Humans are conquering the stars and leaving the world. They're going to build worlds themselves.

I'm in charge of educating and strengthening Metanovae. Don't punish her. She's not responsible for the technological backwardness between Arcadia and Earth. Earth has almost 2000 years of advanced technology and dragons can be pulverized like flies here.

As proof, I just defeated Metanovae again with a dagger against all her powers."

"-----------MMMHhhhhhhhhh, I see say Bahamut, we are relics from another age and another time.......But, machine man, why do you wear the symbol of the hydra?"

"Because I am the last Villain of the Hydra organization and our ancestors worshipped you!"

"MMMMMhh ah, I see...I'll then open the gates of Arcadia for you and you can cross over more quickly and easily. The old world is lost, but you could become my high priest and bring back dragons. Arcadia is dying without its dragons. The magic is fading and my being is weakening.

If you bring me Auberone or Vermithraxa or both, I will make you a powerful dragon, other than that green rag. Why do you insist on keeping her alive? She's a failed avatar..."

"Goddess, don't underestimate motherly love.

Love combined with hatred can move mountains. She has children to claim and scores to settle. I'm preparing her.

In this world, strength is useless. You have to be smart and adapt. I'm training her to become one of my best agents."

"Then why did you breathe life into her again? To escape me? That's the way I feel about it!"

"No, no, by having my genes, she has to learn how to relearn and learn how to transform into a human and become a formidable spy!"

"I'm really starting to like you, machine man! I'm entrusting her to you, do what you want with her!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Metanovae jumped on his father and licked him. "Thank you, thank you, thank you for all you've done for me!"

"Metanovae, I have a surprise for you: Ignar is here! But I have to kick his ass for the mess he made, I warn you that you'll have to take care of him for a few days."

"THANK YOU, DAD!"

Ignar, in Moccasin's class, hastened to swallow his tardiness, the image of the Samurai's spanking in his head.

Moreover, his concentration had increased tenfold since he had taken an autism medication. He was no longer the same and became aware then of his stupidity and the ravages he had committed.

He thought he knew everything after swallowing comics that he considered as books but reality fell on him like a sledgehammer.

He became aware of the catastrophe he had caused during his father's absence and now he feared his wrath.

The fall of the Black Fortress, the mission to raise Vermi and Aube, the death of Fushia, the ire of the humans and the extermination of the dragons, the execution of metanovae... All this haunted him and especially the awful tattoos of the red baron. the summit of bad taste. The rigoletto of dragons. The draconian shame. And on top of that he was a dunce worthy of Ducobu. Everything gnawed at him. Then they concentrated and managed to transform into a human...