What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 233-232- The Past of Buried Dragon Lake

It took an hour after Natsu entered the cellar to see it, but Domi was impatient to wait outside. This secret might not be easy to digest...he thought.

At this time, Mrs. Anna walked out of the room and apologized to Domi:
"I'm sorry, Dominic. Nats, he may still need a lot of time."

Duomi nodded: "In that case, let me go out for a walk first. I haven't seen the beautiful scenery of Zhenlong Village yet."

"I'm really sorry. I was supposed to let Nats take you shopping..."

"It's not a big deal, really."

Then Domi left Natz and Mrs. Anna's small home and walked along the gravel road in the village in the opposite direction from which the farmers came back.

There are fewer and fewer houses on both sides, and what comes into view is a fairly large farmland, growing the most abundant crop - potatoes.

"This should be the source of food for a whole village."

"Speaking of which, there is such a large open space on the top of the mountain. It's as if the middle of the mountain has been cut flat with a knife... It's a bit incredible." He said to himself.

The clear water flowed in the canals between the farmland. Obviously there was a water source. There was no direction anyway, so let's just follow the source of the water.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally came out of the potato field. There was a wasteland in front of him, which seemed to have not yet been cultivated. However, the stream was still flowing from the distance, and layers of white mist suddenly appeared in front of him.

Duomi stretched out his hand to touch them, but felt nothing at all. There was no wetness on his hands, so it was not like they were created by water vapor, but more like an illusion.

"interesting……"

It's so strange here, and the villagers didn't tell him where he could go and where he couldn't go. Doesn't the implication mean that he can go anywhere?

Domi can go wherever he wants~
In order to prevent himself from getting lost, Duomi drew a teleportation array on the spot, then used earth magic to pinch a stake out, and then used plant magic to create vines, which were tied to his waist and the earth stake. The double guarantee of magic and physics would definitely not There is a possibility of getting lost!
What does it feel like to walk into the fog? It's like entering a dream in the real world. It's illusory and has an indescribable sense of reality. It's like you are dreaming and still retain a trace of consciousness. .

In this state, Domi was still moving straight ahead.

Time and space seemed to be erased here. He didn't know how long he had walked or how far he had walked. Just when he saw the white fog and felt a little sick, the white fog in front of him suddenly became thinner. The distant scenery is vaguely visible in the fog...

He quickened his pace and rushed out of the white mist in one go. His feet seemed to be stepping on a brand new land.

His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly, obviously shocked by the sight before him.

It is a dreamlike small lake, surrounded by cliffs on three sides, just like the waterfall terrain without waterfalls, only the spring water below. The water flowing in the farmland is led out from here, but the lead out The water is not so beautiful.

The lake was so quiet that there was no movement, and there were no waves on the surface, but it seemed to reflect thousands of stars as magnificently as it did. Duomi could not see clearly what was below, and when he looked down, he could only see darkness like the deep sky.

"What on earth...is this place?"

Duomi squatted down and wanted to reach out and touch the water, but was stopped by a voice:
"Young man, I advise you not to touch it."

Domi looked towards the source of the sound in horror. He saw an old man wearing a linen robe of the same quality as Mrs. Anna. His hair and long beard were gray, his face was full of wrinkles and age spots, he was hunched and leaning on a piece of wood. The crutches were rough and made it difficult to walk smoothly, making him look very old.

The most important thing is that none of Duomi's perception systems detected the old man's existence, so he just walked behind him so unnoticed?Would it be easy to kill him?
Duomi became wary when he thought about it.

"Don't be afraid, young man. I am the head of Zhenlong Village. I know you are Ignatz's classmate and will not do anything to you. Speaking of which, the Blofeld family also has a deep connection with Dragon Hunting. , we are actually the same kind of people.”

The old man who called himself the village chief stroked his beard and said slowly.

That being said, Domi did not completely let down his guard.

However, the village chief didn't care. He slowly walked to Duomi step by step and looked at the lake at his feet:

"Want to know its origin?"

Duomi nodded slightly: "Yes, I am very interested in these mysterious things."

The village chief seemed to be amused by Duomi's upright attitude: "Hahaha, he is indeed a guy who already bears the marks of two gods. How could he have them if it were not fate."

"Mr. Village Chief also knows about the mark of the gods?"

Domi already had a good understanding of the God's Mark in the memory of the King of Salt and Fire. To put it bluntly, it was proof of the existence of the God, only an empty shell of the recorded Godhead.

However, the village chief who lives in such a closed small village actually knows about it, and his true identity can be seen at a glance. Could it be that he is some kind of hidden master?
"Of course, but I'm not interested in them. These things can only work best in the hands of those who need them. The Dragon Slayers don't believe in any gods."

"Getting back to the subject, since we are destined, let me tell you the story about this place and Zhenlong Village..."

Domi perked up his ears.

"There is actually the corpse of an ancient dragon buried under the water. It was probably 1000 years ago. The terrain here was also caused by that battle. Zhenlong Village also has the dragon-slaying magician who lives in Zhenlong Village. The meaning of existence is to guard this corpse to prevent its reincarnation from coming back. It’s quite simple to say, isn’t it?”

Duomi originally thought it contained some grand story mixed with all kinds of grudges and hatreds, but didn’t expect this?Although killing the ancient dragon is quite epic, it just feels a bit lacking in flavor.

The village chief didn't care about Duomi's constipated expression and continued:
"Creatures like ancient dragons are difficult to kill completely. They can be reincarnated and reborn by their own power, crossing the long river of time to come to the place where they died before, revenge, destroy, devour, and finally regain their own power. "

Having said this, the village chief's expression became solemn and solemn:
"Zhenlong Village has guarded this place for generations. Including the time I killed it, it has been killed twice in total, and right now, it will be the third time..."

When Domi thought about it, he had a feeling of "Oh, it turns out that the people in this village are so great". They spent generations of time and strength just to suppress this ancient dragon for a long time.

"Did the village chief also have a premonition that the reincarnated ancient dragon is about to come again?"

The village chief's turbid eyes suddenly flickered: "Yes, it was showing its teeth and claws in my dream, so proud of its majesty."

“The first time, our ancestors killed it, buried it deep here, and established Zhenlong Village.

The second time, I and Natsu's father killed it again when its strength had not fully recovered. The time span between the two was nearly a thousand years.

But no one thought that it hadn't been a hundred years yet and it would come back again... Natz's father died in the war at that time. Now this burden has fallen on the head of the still young Ignatz. It's disgusting and deplorable. …”

(End of this chapter)