After finishing the morning training, Tashian headed to the kitchen to prepare a meal, placing me at the table and beginning to chop the ingredients on the cutting board. It was all very natural and skillful.
"Um, are you feeling okay?"
"Every time you see me, you ask the same thing. I can handle household chores just fine, so don't worry."
"No, it's not that... I'm worried if there's something wrong with your body since that time."
Even though she didn't consider it a big deal, I couldn't help but worry.
Currently, she had completely lost her power as a dragon.
Even before the fight that day ended, she was someone who frequently experienced the risk of her body collapsing due to her inherent power.
Now, considerably weakened, there was no telling if her body might deteriorate at any moment, even with promises made.
"You don't need to worry about that. In fact, because I have no power left, my body feels much lighter."
"...Really?"
"Yes, so you don't have to worry. I'll be with you for as long as you live."
During my lifetime, she would watch over me and care for me as a mother.
This was a sentiment she hadn't fully expressed to the adopted daughter she had taken in the past.
"As long as you live, I will do for you what I couldn't do for that child. Everything I can as a family..."
"..."
"...Well, there's not much I can do in this state."
"Ah, no, I'm thankful for what you're doing now."
It was genuine, not pretense.
Although her daughter would not return, I also felt that her remorseful heart was sincere.
"Even so, you'll continue to do dangerous things, right?"
And from her sincere perspective, what I intended to do also seemed unsettling.
"...Do you want to stop me?"
"I want to dissuade you, but it seems inevitable. After all, gaining strength is for the purpose of protecting yourself and those around you."
Yes, the world now was even more dangerous than in her prime.
It's natural to want to protect oneself by taking risks in such a world.
So, in her weakened state, rather than stopping me, she would choose to help me gain the strength to protect myself.
"Coincidentally, I find it hard to adjust to human standards, so it's difficult for me to advise on training or handling spirits, but I can still teach you about equipment or manage it as much as needed."
"Equipment, you say?"
"Having lived so long, I have my own expertise in handling materials."
Come to think of it, legends about dragons often include details about their obsession with jewels or their collection of special equipment.
Most of it might be fiction, but given their long life span and their status as the pinnacle of all creatures, there might be no one who can match their skill in handling materials.
Choosing to disguise herself as a craftsman and deciding to create an ego weapon as a means to fulfill her promise must be closely related to that aspect.
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