Alexia

“So…” Dravik mutters as I stand proudly next to him looking up at the massive dragon corpse lying not far from the walls of The Retreat with my arms crossed, “…what’s tha story behind this?”

“I killed it and brought the corpse here for you to make me some nice armor,” I tell the dwarf, still smiling proudly at the corpse. And ignoring the spectators who are all staring at us from the walls, along with the crushed trees that I kind of accidentally crushed with the dragon corpse when I arrived via teleportation.

“Eh, tha’ wasn’t what I meant, lass,” Dravik says, bringing my attention to the short man. “I meant how’d ya get this beauty from those dragons ya fought with?”

Oh.

I turn back to admire the dragon’s body again as I answer, “It wasn’t that hard to convince them.”

At least, not after I asked them if they had any use for it. To which they answered that they didn’t, and that they would rather the corpse burnt.

So I told them it would technically be burnt when being used in smithing.

Probably.

Didn’t mention the ‘probably’ part though.

They seemed to think it was funny regardless and after making sure only I’d use the scales decided to leave the entire corpse with me.

It’s common knowledge that dragons use their own scales for their armor after all. Since their humanoid form leaves them without most of their scales, making them weaker in it in terms of defenses.

And they don’t tend to use weapons.

They have natural weapons after all.

I glance at the dwarf again to find the man looking between me and the corpse for several seconds. So I motion towards the corpse and state, “Well, what are you waiting for?”

That seems to snap him out of his uncertainty as the man immediately rushes over towards the corpse and begins examining the material.

And with that, I take another second to admire my handiwork before turning around and beginning to walk away.

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Only to hear the dwarf shout, “Hey, lass! I can’t get these darned scales off! Would ya help?”

I fight back a groan and turn back around to walk back to him again.

Right. Of course.

I forgot no one is likely strong enough here to pry these scales off the thing.

It’s Tier 3 after all.

Ugh.

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I let out a sigh after I finally finish skinning the damned dragon and teleporting all of the scales the dwarf needs into his warehouse, with the rest going into my own storage ring. As for the rest of the corpse, I leave it with the harvesters working for the city to figure out what the hell is important. Since no one has ever harvested a Dragon of Cataclysm for parts before, for obvious reasons.

Now that the scales are gone the others can deal with the rest of the work.

And Dravik only really wants the scales. Since he’s using them for near equipment for me, and I have no interest in getting a fire weapon or set of armor. Even if I will be getting the rest of the dragon parts once the city finishes processing it.

Good thing I have that immunity to spiritual stuff, since apparently the most potent material for any sort of quantum piece of equipment is blood or a heart from a Class S quantum species. Meaning me.

In fact, that’s generally how all equipment materials work. Materials from a Class S species are always the best since the Class S species are always the closest in existence to their elements.

And people can generally attack someone’s spirit if they know curse related affinities and have enough of their blood.

But with my immunity to that, I’m perfectly safe. I also don’t have to worry about people trying to divine my location, but I’m pretty sure that wasn’t an issue to begin with considering that people can’t divine past their Dimensional Block.

Especially considering that if someone were to enter our Dimensional Block, it wouldn’t be very hard to know that I’m here. They just have to talk to the people they come across.

Anyways, I leave the dwarf to his work and teleport directly outside of the city after seeing him begin studying the scales under his forge. Then I fold my arms behind my head and look around my clearing again.

I didn’t get to look at the changes in my clearing much when I was last here due to wanting to deal with the Cataclysm Class monster, but it really does look a lot nicer. They made little roads into the clearing from the city and beyond it, along with a couple guest homes and even started working on a much nicer home that I’m assuming they’ll be having me replace my portable one with.

Overall some rather nice changes.

It doesn’t look like the new home will be done for a while though. And I can’t exactly summon my portable home here when the other one is currently being constructed where I normally place it.

So instead I go ahead and find a nice tree to lean up on overlooking the lake. Then I lie down and lean up against it with a sigh and a smile before just looking out over the lake.

It really is a beautiful lake. I’ve always loved nature. Especially when I’m alone to enjoy it.

Just the peace and quiet with no one to bother me.

Well, no one but the noise of the construction going on at where my new home is being built.

But I ignore that right now since they’re building my home for free.

I frown at that thought before pursing my lips.

Nevermind. Not for free.

They’re doing it thanks to my protection.

I feel something land on my head, but I don’t pay it any mind as I hear Luna letting out a cute little squeak. Then I feel Luna hopping down to land on my lap before she closes her eyes and seems to go to sleep.

Not a bad idea.

My eyes slowly drift close, and I join her.