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

"Montgomery asked you to come."

"Um……"

At this moment, he felt that people in old age would really have the ability to predict the future.

"What about that person?"

"Which one?"

"Nonsense, are you going to be a dragon-slayer magician?"

Since Natz should be roaming around under the leadership of Morey if nothing unexpected happens, Domi was scolded by Ernest for no reason. However, because it was late at night, Ernest did not complain too much and just let him Domi brings Nats tomorrow.

At the same time, Natz has made friends with Morey. Their almost identical births make them feel familiar when they meet.

Indeed, as Domi expected, Morey was taking his new friends to wander around the city around the castle.

The two walked out of the restaurant with satisfied expressions on their faces, holding their bulging bellies.

"Where are you going next?"

"Have a good meal and a drink, then the next step is definitely to play. When it comes to entertainment, Blofield is the right place to go! Let's go, the next stop is the Furnace Tavern. It's definitely lively here and there!"

However, just as the two of them took a few steps away, someone suddenly jumped down from the roof on the roadside and appeared in front of him with a bang. Nats was so frightened that he almost punched him.

The Fomalhaut killer who wore a black robe and hood did not look like a good person.

Fortunately, Morey had seen them before. He had witnessed the massacre of Kingsley's guards at Fomalhaut in front of Kingsley's mansion. This mysterious and powerful organization was something he would never forget.

"This is?!"

"Don't be afraid, your own people."

"Lord Morey, the young master has sent me a message. Please let Lord Natz return to the castle before nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I know."

After finishing speaking, the person in front of me disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Natz was shocked: "Isn't this way of delivering words too hardcore?"

Morey shrugged and said he was used to it: "They are everywhere, so let's hurry up. We won't wait for anyone in the battle position."

In the Lupai Tavern, the Lupai proves to have certain intelligence based on its strength. The Lupai that can change in real time can be said to be a dimensionality-reducing blow to people in this era. No one can resist the ultimate temptation of having fun with friends.

Natz soon became addicted to playing, and he and Morey didn't go back to the hotel until ten o'clock in the evening. This was the result of Morey's efforts to stop him, otherwise he would probably have played until tomorrow...

But even if I go to bed early, the excitement just can't go away, and my mind is full of thoughts - one more try!

As expected, he couldn't get up the next day. Fortunately, Duomi had anticipated it and came to his room in advance. When he saw him, he was sleeping with his arms and legs spread out, and the corners of his mouth were a little sparkling.

"Squandering flowers gradually become enchanting. This is the temptation of the colorful world."

Then he mercilessly pulled Natz up and forced to turn on the phone.

"Wake up!!"

"Aba Aba Aba..."

The two of them were walking inside the castle, but their mental states were completely different. One wanted to be energetic, while the other was so sleepy that he could fall asleep on the spot if given a pillow.

Domi didn't dare to let Natz face that man in this state, so he reminded:

"Cheer up Natsu, if you go there like this, I guarantee you will be 'asked' out in the next second."

"I want to, but I'm really sleepy..."

"Where did Morey take you to? A brothel?"

This was the first time Natz heard this word from someone of his own age. His face suddenly turned red, and he hesitated when he spoke:

"How... how is it possible! I just went to the Lupai Tavern!"

"Forget it."

Domi took a temporary detour and took Nats to the back garden of the castle.

"Your grandfather is here now?"

Domi shook his head.

"Then how..."

"Let's run a few laps around the garden together."

"what?"

"start!"

Five minutes later, the two of them were sweating profusely and returned to where they started. Kelsey thoughtfully handed them water-soaked and wrung-out towels, which were very refreshing.

"Thank you~"

"Thank...Thank you!"

This was the first time for Nats to be served by such a beautiful maid. It was the same as the first time for a college student to visit a foot bath shop. They were both so shy.

Kelsey smiled gently: "This is what I should do."

After cheering up in physics, Domi came to Ernest's living room again, but this time he brought Nats with him.

Just like before, after a casual blink of an eye, they were magically teleported into the room.

Domi sat on his knees in the same position, and Natz also sat on the side in a dignified manner:

"Grandpa, I brought 'that man'."

The rickety figure who had never turned around slowly stood up. Although his body had become much shorter due to aging, he was like a giant in the eyes of the two people, giving people such a sense of oppression.

Domi also saw Ernest's face again after a long time. It was still the same stinky face that was about to curse in the next second. He simply lowered his head and stopped looking.

Ernest ignored him, walked straight to Natz and said:

"Attack me with magic."

"what?"

This was the first time in his life that he had heard such an exorbitant request.

Domi quickly tugged at the corner of Natz's clothes: "Don't think with your brain, just do it and you'll be done!"

Seeing Domi in such a panic, Nats also became nervous. It took him three attempts before he shot a fireball that was too small.

Ernest held the little fireball in his hand with his backhand and played with it like a toy. While playing with it, he did not forget to mock:

"This is the first time I've seen a dragon slayer who can't even shoot fireballs. Don't say you're a dragon slayer when you go out. It's quite embarrassing."

Natz didn't have the slightest idea to refute now, so he lowered his head in shame on the spot.

But Ernest was not going to let him go now: "Tell me your real name."

"real name?"

"It's your complete name, given by your parents, plus what's engraved in your blood."

This put Natz in a difficult position, and he frowned and said:

"I only know that my name is Ignatz, and I don't know any other names."

Ernest stroked his long white beard: "Small problem."

After saying that, he put a hand on Natz's head.

At that moment, Domi, who was sitting aside, could clearly see Nats's eyes changing from round to vertical, just like a dragon!The mysterious power discovered at the beginning was stirring in his body...

Natz himself seemed to be trapped in endless memories:

The sky, temples, dragons, volcanoes and flames, hunting, death and inheritance...

Who are all these people?Whose do all these names belong to?

My head felt so swollen, it felt like it was about to burst.

"Have you remembered now?"

"Eulet Bancroft Egbert Valentine..."

Nats opened his mouth slowly and spit out several names in succession. Some of the names were pronounced in ancient characters. Even Domi thought about it for a long time before he remembered. Isn't that the same characters used by ancient dragons for generations.

As Montgomery said, dragon slayers appeared early in the era when ancient dragons soared in the sky, and the first few names are ironclad evidence.

Then Ernest repeated a string of real names. The moment the last note fell, the little fireball being played with in his hand suddenly changed.

It is expanding...becoming like a crater about to erupt, with raging magma surging inside.

A few seconds later, they saw the shadow of the ancient dragon spreading its wings again, as if swimming in a magma lake, as embarrassed as a prisoner.

The huge vertical pupils revealed the anger accumulated by countless suns and moons, violently condemning the purgatory that imprisoned their souls with their never-ending flight.

In Ernest's hands, a small fireball could reflect everything in Naz's bloodline. Now, his identity as a dragon-slayer magician was truly confirmed.

"See, this is your bloodline and your innate mission.

You can't hide, you can't escape, you can't escape. This is both the blessing of being chosen by the world and the curse of you people. "

"Why do you say that?"

"Because your ancestors have too much dragon blood on their hands. If you don't go to the dragon, the dragon will go to you. They will fight each other to the death."

Natsu slapped his fist: "Then just kill them all! If I have the power!"

Looking at this little kid who is not afraid of tigers, Ernest's eyes flashed with extremely complicated emotions, including ridicule, appreciation, and even a subtle sympathy.

He waved his hand, indicating that Domi and Natsu could get lost.

"There may be a huge corpse in the dragon tomb, and the human side will not be much better, leaving only a pile of useless vanity..."

Ernest's figure slowly dimmed and moved away in their eyes until he disappeared.

After leaving the living room, Nats asked Domi about the meaning of Ernest's last sentence, but how could Domi understand the full meaning? It is estimated that only Ernest knows it, or only after they have experienced it themselves. Only then can we understand.

"Let's take it one step at a time. At least we have nothing to do now, right?"

"you're right……"

"If one day the ancient dragons find themselves, I will fight side by side with you, I promise."

Now that the most important thing has been resolved, Domi originally wanted to take a few days' rest before returning to the academy. After all, they had asked for two weeks' leave from Stewart, and it would be a big loss to go back too early.