Rebirth Lives Up to the Stars

Fighters and dragons are natural partners.

The bloodline of the dragon fighter should have continued.

But why, good fighters are called to slay dragons.

Why, when they were fighting each other, they were surrounded by an evil black magic circle.

And that...strange book of black magic...

Only when the phantom at the end of the sky disappeared did I recover from the shock.

Ryan was already kneeling on the ground at this time, his face was full of tears, and he looked extremely painful, and his silver dragon approached us at some point, neighing nonstop in the sky, while tossing back and forth in the clouds .

I knelt down and reached out to wipe away the tears he couldn't help rolling down: "Ryan..."

"I don't know why...it happened like this..." Ryan choked up, holding my hand wet with his tears: "It...it will flow out uncontrollably."

"In the scene just now, I don't know if the fighter and the dragon fought each other because of the effect of the black magic circle, or because the fighter and the dragon fought each other to activate the black magic circle..." I murmured as I followed him. Gently caressing his back, hoping to comfort him a little.

"By the way...Ryan...where did you get that magic book?"

I watched the wind blowing the broken pages of the black magic book flying around, and finally asked the doubts that had been lingering in my heart.

Ryan was silent, and I could feel his grip on my hand getting tighter and tighter.

I know, he is thinking, he is judging whether he should tell me.

After a while, I finally heard his voice, that voice, hoarse and dry——

"...you must remember...remember Chelsea who was imprisoned by me."

"The book is an old collection of his family, and it is secretly stored in a stronghold near the northern forest, and is guarded by the person in charge of the stronghold, Dulu."

"Because Dulu was obsessed with black magic, he banned the surrounding villages without authorization, forcing everyone in the village to believe in Markus and learn black magic."

"I didn't know until I got rid of Du Lu that the stronghold he was guarding belonged to the Chelsea family."

"That book was taken out of the Chelsea family's stronghold when Dulu was captured."

...It turned out to be Chelsea again, or in other words, it turned out to be a nobleman from the Western Continent again.

The vicious mercenaries from the Western Continent, the vicious nobles from the Western Continent, and the snake rats who believe in black magic, what exactly did they do?

I couldn't figure it out, and accidentally fell into my own thoughts, but was covered by a black thing coming towards me.

After I peeled that thing off my face, I realized it was the cover of the black magic book.

The dark black cover is surprisingly tough.

It's just...how could this be...

With all the inner pages missing, the fully unfolded cover looks like the most ordinary parchment scroll.

However, starting from the spine of the book that was originally bound, someone wrote a large section of ancient language that has long been lost in golden handwriting.

I couldn't understand the content written in the ancient language, but I could clearly see the seal of the White Magic Guild, the emblems of some mercenary regiments, and the city logo of Bro City on the small and dense fonts... …

...And at the end of the handwriting, there is also the imprint of black magic.

These patterns did not disappear with the wear and tear of the years, but became more and more vivid on the dark bottom page.

"Ryan, you are an ancient noble from the Eastern Continent...do you... know the ancient language?" I stroked those stamps that should not appear together at all, and felt my hands trembling slightly.

Ryan seemed to have calmed down from the uncontrollable sadness just now, he just wiped his cheek with his sleeve rudely, and said to me: "I know a little bit, but I'm not proficient."

I handed him the cover: "Look at what's written on it?"

Ryan nodded, took the cover, and carefully read the dense old sayings.After a while, the brows were tightly wrinkled.

After a long time, I heard him say——

"This is an agreement made seventy years ago..."

"It's... an agreement led by the magic world..."

The wizarding world?This... Does this mean that the white magic guild and the black magic underground guild jointly reached an agreement?

"The content... is about Eve no longer being used as a raw material for medicine, but instead being used as a raw material for spices."

"Brow City is responsible for the production of spices, and the related mercenary group is required to provide labor for the plantation. The participating nobles are responsible for... revising history."

"The agreement requires that all Eve's potions, prescriptions, and... I don't understand here."

"Then it says... the goal of signing the agreement is..."

"... Gradually eliminate all dragon fighters on the mainland."

Destroy all dragon fighters on the mainland?

At this moment, I suddenly felt that I had never been so sober since I was reborn.

——I remembered the documents I read in my previous life.

——I remembered what was recorded in the literature, the fighter who had long since disappeared into the rolling river of history and became a legend.

——I thought of Ryan, who accidentally drank Eve's potion, the meridians and blood vessels were washed, and he successfully summoned the dragon.

All the time... all the time!

I wonder why fighters become legends, and why the blood of dragon fighters disappears.

And now, if the agreement in front of him is not wrong, what Ryan said is not wrong.

Then the disappearance of the fighters is not a natural law of natural selection, but an outright conspiracy, a well-planned crime.

It involved a wide range, almost including all the forces except the fighters on the mainland.

It's just that there are still things that cannot be explained.

"Ryan, if this agreement is true, it can indeed explain the reason for the disappearance of the dragon fighter's bloodline, but why did we see the fighter in the phantom slaughtering the dragon just now?"

"Also, why...why are there so many forces, even hostile forces, willing to sign such an agreement just to eliminate the dragon fighter?"

Ryan didn't respond, he just looked at me, some emotions in his eyes that I don't understand rolled, and slowly gathered into a sea.

"Kroll." He called my name softly: "Do you want to know? Why do you want to know?"

"Is it because you want to understand the truth and find a way to save Xavier, or do you always want to find out the real reason behind the Pantheon fire?"

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

I just feel the pungent dragon's breath as I exhale and inhale, stimulating my tense nerves.

"Yes, I wish to know."

"I want to save Xavier, and I want to know the real cause of the Pantheon fire."

As I spoke, I could clearly see Ryan's bright eyes gradually dimming.

"But more importantly, you can't become a dragon fighter without knowing it."

"Ryan, I hope you're safe."

As soon as the words fell, Ryan's hot and humid breathing and a fierce kiss came oncoming.

His enthusiasm was like a continuous fire, which almost burned me.

"I love you, Kroll."

His voice was low, like a sigh.

"Let's go see Dean Pei Ji."