The Blue Mage Raised by Dragons

Book 6: Chapter 228

Tafel glanced down at the stone held in her hand. It was pulsing. Hey, the demon said, raising her head to look at Mary. The black-armored woman was sparring with Voleardens claw, her face hidden underneath her visor. I think Vur made it to the Wisty. Im going to open the portal.

Volearden retracted his paw, causing Mary to slash at the air and miss, the motion nearly causing her to fall off balance. Are you sure its safe? he asked. Do you know what the situation is like on the other side?

What are you so scared for? Malvina asked. Youre too afraid to leave your roost without wearing armor, and now youre too afraid to visit an unknown place even when accompanying so many strong individuals.

Ill have you know I wear my armor even inside of my home, Volearden said. Stability and safety are the most important things. As long as youre always doublechecking for mistakes, you wont fall prey to a trap.

For such a vigilant individual, you sure let yourself get drunk quite easily, Malvina said, squinting at the armored dragon while Tafels horns glowed silver.

My family was the one trapping me, Voleraden said with a shrug. There are some traps a man has to walk into.

Malvina looked around before realizing Mary was the only one free to sympathize with her. The queen of the phoenixes lowered her head to look at the armored woman. Can you believe I havent beaten this guy yet?

Hes tough, Mary said, nodding her head. I havent beaten him either.

Its opening, Tafel said, taking a few steps back as a portal appeared on the far side of the void observation post. Because of Voleardens words, the demon decided to open it a fair distance away. That way, she could hide behind Malvina and Volearden if a dangerous situation occurred.

Volearden stepped forward and stretched his neck out to get a better look at the portal. It expanded and opened, revealing a pink ground with a blue sky. The armored dragon peered into the portal from the left before shifting to the right to scan the other side. Thats a big octopus, he said.

Great-gramps, Vur said and waved his hand. Hi.

Volearden nodded at Vur before continuing his inspection of the portals destination. Whats the situation? the armored dragon asked. Do you need some muscle to help you make the Wisty agree to your request?

Vur shook his head. Stellas talking to the Wisty through Kim Hajun, he said and gestured with his chin.

Volearden stuck his head through the portal, peering in the direction Vur had pointed out. There was a wall of pink flesh with hundreds of beaks on them. Above the beaks, there were three humongous eyes that bulged out of the Wistys head like glass domes. The floor, which was the Wistys tentacle, was pressed against the wall of flesh. Kim Hajun was immobilized in one of the Wistys suckers, bound by the small forest of tentacles. White mist leaked out of the orifices of his head, drifting up and into one of the Wistys beaks. Meanwhile, Stella was sitting cross-legged on one of the suckers tentacles beside Kim Hajuns head.

Is it safe? Tafel asked, walking around Voleardens body to get a look inside the portal. Mary followed beside her, and Malvina flapped her wings, jumping to reposition herself to get a better view.

If its safe enough for Volearden to stick out his neck, its safe enough for me, Malvina said, shoving past Voleardens face to step through the portal. She blinked and stared up at the wall of pink flesh. It quivered as its beaks open and closed, dozens of other tentacles writhing on the other side of the Wistys head. My goodness, the queen of the phoenixes said. Ive never seen anything more hideous in my life.

The ground twitched, and Malvina leapt back into the portal. Thank you for the experience, she said. It was unpleasant, and Id much rather stay here. Malvina nodded and went to the other side of the void observation post where she couldnt see the Wisty.

I suppose thats why the Wisty dislikes phoenixes, Lindyss said, watching as Malvina took a seat as if she were a hen warming up a clutch of eggs. The cursed elf glanced at the fairy sitting on her shoulder. It doesnt understand her words though, right?

Probably not, Erin said. As you can see, the Wisty is really big. Unless youre really loud, it wont be able to hear you too well, and it can only really understand your tone.

Tafel blinked as she looked up at the surface of the Wisty. For the briefest of moments, she wondered what would happen if she launched a fireball at it. Would it burn and smell like roasted octopus? Would it not be hot enough to damage its skin? The demon shook away her strange thoughts and cleared her throat as she walked over to Vurs side. She raised an eyebrow and pointed at Kim Hajun. Whats happening to him?

The Wisty is eating his memories, Vur said. Stella told him things, so when the Wisty tastes his memory about it, the Wisty will know what Stella said.

Oh, Tafel said, staring at Kim Hajuns pale face and lifeless eyes. His chest was heaving up and down, so it seemed like he was breathing just fine. Will he still remember us?

Yes, Vur said. But the Wisty said itll be taking some of the special knowledge about the treasures Kim Hajun knows from his prophet powers because those are exceptionally tasty. The Wisty can pickle them and save them for later.

Tafel blinked. Memories could be pickled? What did one taste like? If it was good enough for the Wisty. She turned her head to the side and nudged Vurs arm with her elbow. Can we try some pickled memories?

Stella, Vur said, the wind carrying his voice to the fairy queen in the distance. Ask the Wisty if we can have some pickled memories.

Thanks, Tafel said, smiling at Vur. Youre the best.