The Villain's Story



Where Is he?

I questioned, The silence in the entire city is eerie. Even with the help of mana sense, I cannot sense where that damn bastard is.

I roamed the skies of the city slowly and carefully, ready for any sudden attack. But nothing happened. The entire city was tranquil. So tranquil it was scary.

It truly was, The feeling of knowing your opponent is there but you don't know where to be oblivious whilst your opponent is all-knowing about you.

It's irritating.

[|DRAGON EYES| has been activated.]

I activated my ultimate skill and surveyed the entire city. The pain was great, even with the spectral talent scope reducing the recoil… The pain was immeasurable when I was using it to oversee an entire city, especially a capital city of this sheer size.

The world shown to be Dragon eyes was odd, There were wisps of shadow energy littered throughout the entire city, connecting to one another in tandem.

It was a strange type of harmony.

Blood leaked out from my eyes and dripped into the ground as I surveyed the city. And that gave me an idea.

When I saw the Shadow energy get connected with the shadow of my droplets of blood…I got an idea of where it was.

It was probably hiding in the wisps of shadow energy littered throughout the entire city. It is avoiding a direct confrontation with me.

Are these strings of shadow connected with each other a form of passageway? If it is…Then how fast can It travel within them? I wonder…

I have an idea…

I thought and flew towards the mountain of rubble that was once the Imperial castle.

[The Supreme Dragon of Chaos Suleras says it will be easy if you use 'that'.]

"Hmmm?"

That? No…not yet. I can still take that thing on. There is no need for that.

I thought to myself as I made my way towards the walls of the imperial castle, making sure my Shadow would reflect on the walls and be close to me. I then acted as stupid as possible, like I was unaware of it.

All to bait that thing out from its abode.

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The world outside the tower cheered on.

"Alan Peccator is searching for the Shadow Borne…But who would have known he was capable of such a transformation?!"

Harrison did his best to raise the vigor of the Audience before the day ended. The final show should be great…no? It Should!

"His eyes glow a menacing but calm astral hue, his form is like that of Draconians…Even from here, I can feel the cold those scales must exude. He looks like an ancient warrior of the dragons!"

He tried to explain the appearance of Alan, but to Sabrina, he failed pathetically at it.

How could he just be satisfied with those words?

That explanation was pathetic for a man of his caliber…it should be like this!

Its scales, hardened by the bitter cold, appear as if encased in a layer of glacial ice. They clink softly as the creature moves, emitting an eerie, crystalline sound like wind chimes in a winter breeze. This natural armor provides protection from the chill of its surroundings and is adorned with intricate, frosty patterns that evoke the delicate beauty of frost on a windowpane! It should be a worthy explanation of such a magnificent form! Shouldn't it be?!

A Form that went toe to toe against a terrifying orc, and even went against a Marquis! But that was just the scales of Alan!

How should the Horns be described?

Thought Sabrina…Like this?

Atop its noble, elongated neck, the Frost Draconian boasts a regal head adorned with fearsome, ice-crystal horns that curve back from its brow. Its eyes, deep and glacial blue, hold a pearl of ancient wisdom and a chilling intelligence that reflects the icy world it inhabits. Well, Maybe the part about Wisdom could be excluded…

Thought Sabrina, as she was completely immersed in this…instead of focusing on Alan's trials.

What could be done about it? She was just the type of girl to obsess over minor details like these.

However, Her Uncle and grandfather who had discovered her made her drop her focus.

"Ahem…"

They had noticed her fidgeting and moving irregularly with a spark in her eyes…it led them to think of something else. Something much worse than what Sabrina was actually thinking.

Hugo was incredibly displeased about it. Everyone had gotten the wrong opinion, and Sabrina was surprisingly clueless!

"The shadow borne has disappeared and Alan is still roaming the skies searching for it!"

Harrison seemed to be having fun. It was an unknown hobby about him but he loved researching everything. Especially about monsters. Now that something like this had appeared, something he didn't know about.

He was extremely curious! He had a renewed vigor that watched the trials with great enthusiasm, even writing down anything he figured was worth it.

He was so engrossed in it that he even forgot to comment about the trial!

Alan's trial had the highest number of views right now, Well why would it not?

Something new had happened for the first time in the tower! The twentieth floor had changed entirely!

Why wouldn't they watch with great interest? That would be blasphemy.

They observed the trials with great enthusiasm, each and every person dismissed the other trials and watched Alan's trial closely.

The day was about to end, they should wait until this ended.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Alan moved towards the imperial castle and the people grew alarmed. They had seen something which Alan could not! His shadow was moving! But Alan could not see it!

"Hey! Watch out!"

They cried out, but Alan couldn't hear them. They saw the figure of the shadow Borne appearing from the shadows. But Alan was unaware.

That was what they thought…Until Alan calmly dodged the attack of the shadow borne and pulled it outside the shadows.

All with a grin on his scaly face.

A/N: Sorry for the late chapter.