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

Duomi was a little flattered by this sudden invitation: "What, you want to ask me out? This is the first time~"

Sia rolled her eyes nicely:

"You're overthinking it. We're just going to the big library together to look up the catalog of natural fire magic properties. Maybe we can find the name of Nats' magic power there."

Duomi suddenly had a doubt: "Since they are all born, why are they the same?"

"I can't explain this, or no one can explain it, because that's the fact. As long as one case occurs, the second case will 100% appear again after a few years or hundreds of years."

"This world is really magical."

In order to visit the library with Sia, Domi took another day off and used wind magic to fly to the library. When he arrived, Sia was already waiting at the door.

The bright sunshine in the morning hit her long rose-red hair, reflecting another indescribable magical color, making her as beautiful and peaceful as an elf.

She was holding a matcha growth ring roll in her hand, leaning against the large cylinder, nibbling on it like a briquette.

Jumping down from the sky, the two said good morning to each other.

"Why are you eating matcha growth rings? I've never seen you eat them before."

I don’t know whether it was because she was hungry or because she got up too early, but Sia’s voice was small: “Seeing that you eat it often, I just want to try it... Ouch——”

She quickly finished the rest of the cake in a few mouthfuls. Just as she was about to take out the handkerchief from her inner pocket, Domi's handkerchief took a step forward and gently wiped the cream from the corners of her mouth, causing her little face to turn a little red.

"Take your time, it's all turned into briquettes."

The coal ball that often lay on his head gave a "meow" sound, as if praising Sia for being consistent with its habits.

"Aren't you afraid of wasting time? Just finish eating and let's go!"

Seeing Xia walking into the library in a hurry, Duomi smiled bitterly and shook his head. People who have been forced to be anxious since childhood will never learn to enjoy leisure time.

But he believed that Sia could learn to enjoy life again because he was here.

"Hey, wait for me!" Duomi hurriedly chased after him.

As the top university in the entire continent, the large library of Kallia Academy covers an exaggerated area of ​​[-] square meters. It is divided into several venues according to subjects and contains hundreds of thousands of books.

The entire library is as magnificent as a palace, and it is the brightest pearl of wisdom in the Lionheart Empire and even the continent.

Its status is no less than that of the Library of Alexandria and the Library of Trajan's Square in its previous life.

Entering the library from the main entrance, you will be greeted by an artistic seating arrangement. Countless bookshelves have also broken free from the constraints of space and are distributed on the ground, in mid-air, and on steps under the designer's wild imagination. Type, hanging type...it seems chaotic, but in fact it has the meaning of embodying order in chaos.

This is exactly the meaning of book knowledge in this world and this human society.

Xia can be said to be a regular visitor here. She took Duomi to the magic venue and the fire magic area with ease, and found a relatively thin catalog inside.

I took it to a nearby table, put the book in the middle, and read it with my two heads together.

Shia's green fingers searched from top to bottom, but found that there was no natural fire magic that matched Natsu's characteristics.

"Is it a new kind of magic power?" Sia frowned.

"Then what should I do?" Domi was also confused. He wanted to ask what kind of mutant species Natz was, and why he couldn't find this person everywhere...

"Not necessarily. After all, the catalog cannot record everything. There may be omissions. Since the books don't record it, it's better to ask others."

"The older the professors in the college, the better. This kind of 'living fossil' may know and have seen more than what is recorded in the book."

Sia pointed out a clear path to Domi again.

"I think I know someone like this..."

Duomi was naturally referring to the old professors he summoned when he was experimenting with the Lingfeng Stepping on the Underworld. The old professor headed by him had a good relationship with him, so maybe he could ask him.

Just as he said, Duomi picked up the backpack containing the magic ball and headed to the staff dormitory area, while Shia took the opportunity to read a book here.

It was so comfortable to have a girlfriend who was not clingy but also independent-minded and normal. Now Duomi finally realized how it felt for those who had mature ladies as their girlfriends in their previous lives.

Quickly arriving at the faculty dormitory area, to be honest, Duomi didn't know where the old professor lived. After all, he had some ill intentions when he asked for his address.

He stood at the crossroads in the middle of Linli dormitory building, drawing his sword and looking around in a confused mood.

"Huh? You're not that one...who are you?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind Duomi, and he looked back, feeling suddenly happy.

Unsurprisingly, the person who came here should be one of the professors from the beginning. Although he was not the leader, he was a professor and must know where his colleagues lived!

"Professor, it's me, Professor!"

"So you are?" Domi's enthusiasm made the old professor a little confused.

However, when Duomi recounted what happened that night, the little old man immediately recalled it. Regardless of Sanqi 21, he taught him a hard lesson for a long time on the spot. It was a curse, and he lectured him until his mouth was dry. Finish.

"Well... I just want to know where the leading professor lives so that I can come and apologize."

"Why don't you come to my door to apologize?" The little old man suddenly became unbalanced.

"I'm thinking that the professor standing at the front has a representative role. If you want it too, professor, I will come another day."

Duomi wiped his sweat secretly, thinking that this little old man might have some Alzheimer's disease.

However, the little old man finally took Duomi to Professor C's dormitory. It can't be called a dormitory. A professor of his level is not an exaggeration to be called a 'living fossil national treasure', so he lived in a place specially arranged for him by the college. artificial lakeside villa.

"Hey Montgomery, a student is looking for you!" the little old man knocked on the door and shouted.

It turned out that the old professor was called Montgomery, and Domi kept the name in his heart silently.

Soon there were footsteps behind the door. Montgomery opened the door and immediately saw his old colleagues and the little brat Dominic.

As the person in charge of that 'suppression operation', he had a far deeper impression of Duomi than the little old man, very profound!

"It's you?"

Duomi scratched the back of his head and greeted a little embarrassedly: "Hello, Professor, why don't I come to your door to apologize? By the way, I have some small academic questions to ask you..."

When the little old man saw this, he waved his hand, said goodbye and left, no longer being a light bulb.

After that, Montgomery and Domi stood outside the door, staring at each other. He was wondering whether to let in this mentally retarded student who might blow up his home at any time.

However, under Domi's ardent expectations and clear eyes that were harmless to humans and animals, he finally relented. Besides, he did receive an 'apology' from Carlos after that, and he should not boycott Domi anymore due to both emotion and reason. .

"Hey~ come in."

"Thank you professor!"

Montgomery poured them both a cup of tea respectively, and then sat on the sofas on both sides of the coffee table facing each other. Next to them was a floor-to-ceiling window facing the beautiful artificial lake. If you tilt your head slightly, you can take in the beautiful scenery.

"Tell me, what's the problem?"

Montgomery was direct and straight to the point. As for the door-to-door apology, he only saw the door-to-door apology and had no expectation of an apology.

"That's it," Domi said as he took out the magic ball from his shoulder bag and handed it to Montgomery: "I have a classmate whose magic properties seem to be very special. According to these properties, there is no one in the catalog in the library. That’s right, so I wanted to ask you.”

Montgomery glanced up and down on the paper with the experimental characteristics written on it, and then felt the magic for himself. He thought about it in silence for a long time, as if he was reminiscing.

"A long time ago, there was a group of powerful and mysterious people..." Montgomery suddenly said after being silent for an unknown length of time.

"How far back is it? Professor, I have done some research on history."

"Long ago, when the whole world was ruled by ancient dragons, I was just hearing about it. You can just listen to it as a legend."

"The magic of that group of people is very special, and they have a weird special attack on certain creatures."

"what--"

"The so-called special attack is like the natural restraint between elements."

"And some of them, their magic has special attacks on ancient dragons, and even all dragons. After discovering this, they specialized in hunting ancient dragons for a living, trying to save people from the brutal rule of ancient dragons. Later generations called it For——Dragon Slayer Magician.”

"Dominique, I remember that when your Blofeld family was hunting the white dragon of the orthodox ancient dragon blood, there seemed to be a dragon slayer magician to help. Or maybe not, after all, their existence is still a mystery."

Duomi himself was shocked, even he didn't know that such a person participated in the dragon-slaying battle.

Montgomery gave Duomi some time to digest, and then continued: "There should be some magic divisions like ours among dragon slayer magicians."

"Since this is a legend, how did you know these specific details, Professor?"

"Because when I was young, I once met a wanderer who was suspected of being a dragon slayer. He told me all this. He also said..."

Decades ago, in a remote tavern somewhere on the mainland.

"Montgomery, I tell you these secrets because you are a pure scholar. I only want you to do one thing -"

"If you encounter dragon-slayer magicians scattered among the people in the future, remember to tell them everything about your bloodline, and tell them that you are not alone."

The still young Montgomery was just as confused as Domi at this time: "Then how should I judge whether someone is a dragon-slayer magician?"

The mysterious middle-aged man wearing a broken cloak and a stubble smiled slightly: "It's very simple, our magic power contains the soul of the hunting dragon..."

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"The soul of the hunting dragon?" Duomi found the key word for identification: "Then how do you see something that is impossible to observe like the soul?"

Montgomery searched for a long time in his mind filled with countless memories, and finally gave the answer after a long time:

"Just go home, your own home."

"Ernest Blofeld should still be alive."

The name Duomi is very familiar, even though I haven’t seen him a few times since I was a child.

Ernest, Carlos's father, his grandfather, and the previous head of the Blofield family, was probably about the same age as Montgomery, in his seventies or eighties, maybe a little older than Montgomery.

I remember that the last time I saw him a few years ago, the old man looked like an old man, without the vitality of Montgomery at all.

"Why are you looking for my grandpa? Is it possible...?"

"According to historical records, and based on age, it is very likely that your grandfather experienced the last dragon-slaying battle, even though he might have been just a young child at the time..."

After obtaining useful information, Domi did not leave immediately. Instead, he chatted with Montgomery for a while. His self-consciousness and everything that had happened so far told Domi that his relationship with his family was definitely very weak, and there was no harm in chatting more.

Montgomery picked up the teacup and sipped the tea gracefully like an old gentleman:

"Dominique, I remember you seemed to have joined the War Art Club. Why did you join that club?"

Domi felt a little surprised that Montgomery would take the initiative to pay attention to his movements?

"The reason is probably very simple... I want to learn how to fight."

"Oh~" Montgomery raised his old eyes and looked at him with interest: "Then why do you want to learn to fight?"