The Player Hides His Past

Chapter 591 . Even the King of All

Dragon Eyes.

As he became a true Dragon Knight, Skal shared his senses with the Dragon.

This meant that, as long as Frostnax allowed it, Skal could see the same landscape as the dragon.

“Do you see it, brat?”

The King of All, he could see.

The bones of his brothers littering the earth, weathered by the winds of time. Even the way they died, as he pierced further back into the past.

A shocking sight indeed.

No answer came from Skal.

Frostnax continued.

“The flapping of a dragon’s wings contains unfathomable power. They can soar and glide across dimensions. But even with these wings, my brothers have not been able to cross this mountain range.”

The reason was simple.

The top of the mountain range.

Because that’s where Claudi’s old home was.

“What a past you’ve been hiding, Eunaxus ……. ”

Elder Dragon, Eunaxus.

Even when he lost the support of his own kind, no dragons set foot in the Forbidden Zone. At that time, the brothers had no reason to live.

Their home, the Arcana continent.

They had wasted their time freely while the land was being turned into a living hell by the flooding of the Demon World, and even their mother, the World Tree, had been lukewarm in her response.

In hindsight, this was just the hidden past. They probably just decided that it was better to bury the past in memory, Eunaxus.

“No matter how much you say it’s a thing of the past.”

But.

“This is too much.”

He counted the number of his brothers who had been reduced to skeletons and dust.

It seemed to be at least a hundred.

No wonder the brat kept vomiting.

One-sided slaughter.

Dragon Eye, the past seen through my eyes was truly miserable.

The dragons, the kings of all things, had fallen.

Claudi, never once looking like a king in their presence.

“……Can you fly a little further?”

Frostnax snorted at Skal’s cautious question.

“Why, do you think I’d be scared?”

Is it Hatcholling’s youthful spirit?

If not that, then a past existence.

It was my faith in the Claudie I faced.

“I’m going to ask you why, brat.”

Frostnax cut straight to the chase.

“I think we’ll find a clue once we enter Claudi’s former territory. My adventurer’s vision is shining, and I think I can see the truth about Claudi and the Dragon.”

Indeed, he was seeing.

Instead of answering, Frostnax flapped his wings.

Then it came into view.

The image of Claudi’s old estate.

“……This.”

For the dragon, the king of all things, there was no lack.

If they needed something, they could get it. Frostnax had no interest in it, but there were others of his kind who were fascinated by all things shiny.

Many dragons adorned their lairs with gold and jewels. But the gold and silver treasures they had so painstakingly accumulated seemed to be for naught.

A shining castle.

The ruins were still shining brightly, and the reason was simple. This was because Dwarves, small guys, built castles and walls using only rare minerals that no one could use.

“Well, what’s so grand……? ”

The scale was enough to make even Skal, who was accustomed to this kind of scenery, feel intimidated.

Haven’t we already seen such magnificent citadels in the real world, in the Kingdom of Yusra?

No, Claudi’s castle was more than the Golden Palace of Yusra.

Skal’s vision flickered.

[Hidden Piece, ‘Claudi’s Castle’ was discovered.]

[Claudi’s sense of intimidation envelops you].

[All stats drop drastically].

I dared to assure you.

No temple dedicated to any god on the Arcana continent could be grander than the castle in front of us. It was a tall, majestic, and splendid castle.

Depending on how you look at it.

Frostnax opened his mouth.

“Indeed, it would be an understatement to describe it as ‘arrogant’.”

Skal muttered in a low voice.

“The Tower of Babel…”

The first thing that came to mind was a real-life anecdote.

But Skal shook his head.

Now was not the time to be distracted by trivialities.

[Curses: Claudi’s Discipline]

[Restriction: those who have entered the Forbidden Zone]

The curse was right in front of me.

I knew about the dangers of curses. Why, even on Jeju Island, where Paimon appeared. Wasn’t the rift in Seoul created by the Eighth Throne Demon King Barbatos also a curse?

Skal realized the point.

‘I’m not the Commander-in-Chief.’

Unlike Hoyeol, who could easily attack even the Curse of the Ten Thrones, he could not relax. Although the status abnormality was constantly occurring, Skal did not hesitate.

“Please enter straight ahead, Frostnax-nim.”

The Hidden Class, the Dragon Knight, shares everything with the dragon while sitting on it. Skal, even if he’s suffering from the status abnormality, as long as it’s harmless to Froznax.

“You’re in good spirits, brat.”

Flapping.

“Good.”

That meant he could move about without any restrictions. Soon, Frostnax’s wings swept across the graves of his kin. Toward Claudi’s citadel.

[Enter Curse, ‘Claudi’s Discipline’].

Skal’s vision blinked.

And he began to feel it.

The power of the curse.

“Uugh.”

He hadn’t seen anything yet, but Skal had been completely emptied. Frostnax was not angry. He could understand the brat’s frustration.

‘It transcended dimension, no, time.’

Is this what you mean by ‘curse’?

The brat was nauseous when he crossed space, let alone dimensions.

Worse, he’d crossed the time line.

Frostnax opened his mouth.

“Come to your senses, Skall.”

“ …… Yeah. Yes, Frostnax-nim.”

“From now on, reality and the future are in our hands.”

With the intuition of the King of All, he intuitively understands the essence of the curse.

He realizes that the curse can be used to manipulate the future through time. Of course, he understands that dramatic changes are impossible, like bringing back his kin who have been turned into skeletons.

But.

‘If I can be of any help to Grandfell-nim.’

I needed to witness a little more of the Claudi family.

Only then could I fill the void left by Eunaxus and Kudhanax.

Soon, the image of Frostnax was shared.

“I understand.”

Skal wiped the corner of his mouth and looked straight ahead.

The landscape of the curse came into view.

Dragons swarmed across the sky.

Frostnax was more surprised than Skal at the sight.

“Eunaxus, Kudhanax.”

He hadn’t expected the two old dragons to be here, in the past.

They were as strong as the years they had lived.

Moreover, in the past, they would not have aged.

Frostnax could guess. If he were to face the two dragons of the curse now, he could see that he would not be able to land a single blow.

“And yet we couldn’t avoid this……?”

I couldn’t believe it.

But he had to believe.

Because soon, the curse began to shine its full light on the past.

The King of All.

Like the elves before their transformation.

Dragons, who were arrogant to say the least.

There was a being there who imprinted the feeling of ‘humility’ in them.

Arrogance.

No, a being that makes even arrogance a modifier.

Claudi.

“…The Dark Dragon.”

The imprint of Frostnax’s dragonblood was once again etched.

And its influence.

It was passed on to Skal, the Dragon Knight.

[Status Abnormality, ‘Fear’.]

[※Warning: Mental strength is too low].

“…..!”

It makes sense.

How could it have been silent all this time?

“For some reason, there were too many dead bodies.”

Those were all the dragons who visited the Forbidden Zone out of curiosity.

They had fallen to the curse and died.

Skal gritted his teeth.

kkwaag.

He squeezed the cold ice dragon’s scales in his hand to jolt the increasingly sluggish Frostnax. As he did so, he realized he was being a fool.

Just when I thought I’d overcome all odds and become a worthy Dragon Knight, I was stuck in a curse with a dragon and end up dying on the Arcana Continent?

However.

“Frostnax-nim!”

“Can’t you hear me?”

“Frostnax-nim!!”

Skal now had a reason to clear this curse, to survive… Grandfell, did he say? Whatever the man’s past was, it had nothing to do with Skal himself.

Because it wasn’t Hoyeol.

So he shouted even louder.

“Hey Ice Dragon!!!”

See.

“……Brat, what did you just say to me?”

*

That was a struggle I learned from ‘someone’.

『Black Crown』

Ulrich’s senses stopped. Of course, it wasn’t the Black Crown that was manifested by my will. Grandfell looked at Ulrich, who remained still, and said.

“Do not repeat your foolishness.”

It was the same feeling I had when I looked at the Blood Grown Lycoris Flower planted in Claudi’s territory. It was as if he had known this was how things would turn out for a long time.

Suddenly, the words struck me.

-“He knew this too.”

Maybe he was just pretending, like always.

‘You were good at pretending in real life, weren’t you?’

Grandfell was an Arcanian, after all. Even though he didn’t know the knowledge about the Arcana Continent, the knowledge about reality was something that Granfell already couldn’t know.But something was different.

Grandfell was drawing a line in the sand.

It was distancing me.

Because I felt it to the point where I felt sad.

“You can leave Claudi Territory.”

His words.

In Claudi territory, the words of the lord, Grandfell, are absolute.

As if to prove it.

Ulrich’s body is completely engulfed in magic and disperses.

-Face the Truth of the Six Sight Brooch (Ongoing)

The quest objective blinks faintly, then disappears completely.

It’s a clear indication that Ulrich has left Claudi’s territory.

“Time is short.”

Grandfell said to himself.

Then he really drew on his magic and manifested a portal.

He didn’t say where he was going, but I was a pretender now.

‘What, are you going back to Seoul?’

Grandfell doesn’t spit out nonsense.

He’d rather keep his mouth shut, but he doesn’t lie.

If that’s the case, then the words he’s saying now aren’t meant to deflect the situation.

‘Clearly, something happened in Seoul.’

Me, Lee Hoyeol.

If it were normal, I would have questioned it.

What on earth are you doing from earlier?

‘I was talking to you.’

If it’s something you didn’t really want to hear, you shouldn’t have heard it in the first place, right? If it was such an uncomfortable story, you could discuss it with me in advance, right? You spoke harshly, but are you afraid I won’t understand?

The words came up in my throat.

I couldn’t get the words out.

It was because I felt it intuitively from Grandfell’s attitude.

“You have to tie the knot securely.”

An expression that Grandfell had never shown to anyone.

It was directed at me.

It was because he ended his sentence with that expression.

“We don’t have much time left.”

What are you saying now……?

*

…wriggle.

Why are they called a fighting race?

The orc was recovering quickly as if to prove him.

Mortal wounds didn’t matter, their muscles were strong enough to knit themselves together and move past broken bones.

“They’re so stupidly persistent!”

The players weren’t in the mood to slack off either, not after the blows to the back of their heads. They raised their weapons again, and this time, we had to make sure to cut off their breathing.

ppadeug.

Just as everyone was steeling themselves for battle.

From somewhere, a shout came.

It was a shout, but somehow it sounded like it was filled with excitement.

“Lee, Lee Hoyeol is here……!!!”

The Commander-in-Chief is here?

For a moment, Nam Taemin was stunned.

There was no familiar sound in his ears.

‘And without a sound?’

It was definitely the Commander-in-Chief making his way through the crowd.

Nam Taemin shook his head.

Perhaps his nerves had become overly sensitive.

“Commander-in-Chief”

He thought to himself.

“For you.”

Hoyeol no, Grandfell said.

“Do I still look like ‘him’ to you?”