After these brutal events, we had 2 days of tranquility and I still needed 4 more levels so that I could do alchemy - transmutation and so that I could have a biped outfit. A kind of man-wyvern, a bit like the lizard men but with winged arms.
I could then have clothes but at the moment it would be ridiculous, like putting underpants on a monkey.
Blanche, my brother and my sisters were quickly informed, as well as Krator, Uncle and Sido.
Naming only made sense to humans... and I didn't need to. Mom was Mom... and Dad... yes... sometimes, Alpha... I never thought beyond that. Probably overwhelmed.
But I felt like I was next to a windmill all the time. And that getting sliced up was no longer an if but a when...
But where to go?
Fly north? To look for another continent?
If the witch or witches wanted us, all they had to do was reach out their arm or their magic wand.
At the table, Chlorophylle was eating alone with me and I had my plate but I was not hungry.
"Mir??"
I lowered my head...overwhelmed by the events.
Then there was a knock at the door and it was Maxime and Sacha who entered.
"Can we eat here?" they asked me and I translated for the princess.
Chlorophylle: "You can understand them, you speak their language?"
I nodded, and grumbled. "Dragons are supposed to speak all languages... well... it's just me, or more than me..."
She held me close. "Mir... You won't be the last, but if you are the first, you should be proud!... At least in the eyes of the emperor, you will become useful, at least as a translator when the magic doesn't work.."
I sighed...
"It doesn't work like that!... I know their language!!! but I don't talk to animals!! well not yet... I don't have that power... not yet..maybe..."
I motioned for them to sit down and began to translate word for word.
"Hello MIR, Hello Princess!"
"Sasha and Maxime greet you."
While they were eating, I asked to see their gun.
"Be careful, Mir...it's dangerous!"
"Maxime, I know this model it looks like a German Sig Sauer P320...but the model is made of titanium, the original is made of stainless steel. "
I turned the gun over to admire the finish.
"3D printing?"
"Yes, with electron beams. No need for machining!!!" Only the barrel is honed. But the officers have more modern ones. "
Me: "Rail-guns then."
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They turned around
"How do you know that?"
"Oh, I was a researcher and scientist in another life... but that's all in the past!!!"
"But why don't you..."
"Being reborn as a Wyvern has been a blessing to me!!! I don't want to start over or continue this horrible life. I have everything to be... (happy.. but I did not continue my sentence)
Then tears flowed from my slitted eyes... "MOM.. DAD!!!"
Chlorophylle caressed me to console me.
Maxime: "Sorry, Mir... we couldn't know... we respect you. It's your life, your decision..."
I took the gun back and inspected the magazine.
"You have no ammunition. 10 rounds and then... done."
Then I took another breath..
"And then... Shit...! I have no choice...if I want to find mom and dad..."
Then I turned my head: "I will help you...but everything remains a secret! You will train with sword and shield and bow and dagger. Don't waste your time with the rest. You resist magic and its effects. So, the path of the warrior and the ranger is all set for you.
Learn to defend yourselves and to avoid the blows. You are heroes, but we don't care. Try to be brave without being reckless or any provocation with the other hero.
I returned the gun and its magazine.
Keep it as a hidden and discreet weapon to be used only as a last resort.
Then my appetite returned and I munched on a raw goat leg.
"I'm a wyvern...my tastes have changed!!!"
They understood that despite the English language, I was a real alien to them. A real Alien, a little less scary than the one in the old movie, but exuding just as much danger.
Despite my dog-eat-dog size, they knew I was huge and my shadow gave me away.
My footsteps ticked on the ground with my claws instead of the "bam" "bam" of a carnotosaur. I was the size of a real Allosaurus in comparison.
Kroa was with us as well as Kraa. They were visiting the place and their presence reassured me.
Kroa: "Blanche is all right... for a few days!
Kraa: "Yes, I think she is jealous of the princess.
I gritted my teeth and felt like exploding, but this was not the time.
"Listen... Krii, Kroa, and Kaa... Blanche is family just like you... and I love you all! ALL!!! but... do you think I really have time for love and heat.??? DAD and MOM are suffering!!! they are locked up somewhere.. Who knows what will happen to them? What odious bargaining they will be subjected to. Maybe they will be asked to kill Blanche's father in exchange for freedom or a lie. I know the queen and the first princess. They are witches. !!!!. Monsters. They are as vicious as a griffin that kills its prey little peck by little peck digging into the chest of its victim until it tears out the living, beating heart!!!"
The 2 humans understood our draconic "English" for the most part.
I was having nightmares and saw myself being crushed by a combat instructor from the underworld.
Je faisait des cauchemars et me voyait écrabouillé par un instructeur de combat venu droit des enfers [https://img.wattpad.com/fc8d46d831828ecf98c832f47ad043cdff64fd2d/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f416c4d6f45697863505161564c513d3d2d313334313836343331302e313735646234653664663065623436663935383537303834383431342e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
It was because the day before, I had decided to train as hard as possible to level up and face the heroes.
We were in an arena and a weapon master was training the 2 humans and me too, by the same occasion.
I breathed combat, I smelled combat and ... I licked my wounds.
I was like a broken bag on the ground and the trainer had such a strong destructive aura that he seemed to be overpowering.
J'étais comme un sac brisé au sol et l'entraineur avait une aura destructrice tellement forte qu'il me paraissait surdimensionné [https://img.wattpad.com/88f4918f22e94302b04224469244b76b8b9b6227/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f56334e4d344b4a6c39754e6d53773d3d2d313334313836343331302e313735646235323430666337356133303135313338323439363033312e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
In the end, I was nothing but a shapeless mass of flesh twisted in all directions.
But after a week of hellish training, here is the result:
Mais après une semaine d'entraînement infernal, voila le résultat : [https://img.wattpad.com/1735e1f45c7c9a641a5e90ea3b44d386ded45ba3/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6b504b545f6b62514a6356716a773d3d2d313334313836343331302e3137356462353432356432306666646536393238353939373938342e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
My strength, magic and endurance finally paid off.
He was thrown to the ground, his armor dislocated, and he became afraid.
The humans were afraid and so was my princess.
Krator clapped his hands and I was cheered by my brother and two sisters.
Of course, the arena was empty and no one could see my real size.
The instructor was in the service of Chlorophylle and everything that happened here was secret.