The Priest's Salvation // Trash Of The Count's Family

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— Roan's house—castle

    The internal walls of the castle, the floor, everything was destroyed or broken. The outside was shining, but the inside was in ruins.

Squeeze.

Cale could feel Raon’s paws squeezing his clothes.

He made eye contact with the white Dragon at that moment.

Adileo though didn't seem as intrested in the surrounding as no one knew what was going on inside his head.

Adileo couldn't focus on what was going on nor what was wrong with Roan.

he was busy shouting at the God in his head for answers that he most likely wouldn't get.

“The former owner of your power did that.” The voice of the Dragon Lord said.

‘What?’

Cale could see the white Dragon’s pupils slowly turn vertical and sharp and that ended up being the thing that snapped Adileo from the shouting.

he had no choice but to wait for the dragon hologram to get answers.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Cale’s heart started to beat wildly.

The Dominating Aura.

That power suddenly started to roar inside of him. However, before he could even realize what was going on…

“I have something to show you.”

The white Dragon said that before causing a gust of wind.

Shaaaaaaaaaaa-

The white snow mixed in with the wind and covered Cale’s face.

“Ugh!”

Cale blinked at the sudden small blizzard.

Once he opened his eyes again…

Less than five seconds must have passed.

“Gasp!”

“This place!”

Cale heard the shocked voices of the others as he looked around. He looked behind him.

He could see the open doors and a path heading out of the castle.

The moment the blizzard hit them, Cale and the others were teleported into the castle.

‘The Emperor of Magic.’

Her voice was calm.

“So that they wouldn’t be lonely.”

'they?'

That was what had caught Adileo's attention making his gaze glanced at Raon for a moment.

'does that mean Raom has a sibling?' That was the first thought that had come to mind.

She had a bright smile and a warm gaze.

“It was because a beautiful death didn’t matter to me. I cared more about the life to come.”

Eruhaben brushed his eyes with his hands again.

The life to come.

He was certain that the life the white Dragon was talking about was not her own.

She had made the decision to forgo a beautiful death for the new life that would appear in the world.

The ancient Dragon bit down on his lips and spoke to Cale using magic.