Dragon Master: The SSS-Ranked School Belle Asked Me To Contract Her - Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Good Head
Veer felt very lucky that his hypothesis was correct. Because the mist was separated from Sikander and was essentially a different entity—albeit still a part of his soul—the Dark Metal Slate worked differently on it.

It didn’t manage to lower its rank, or maybe it did. Veer wasn’t sure, but he knew one thing for certain—the mist had lost its ability to directly harm them, even though it was still very powerful.

One of its major powers, its necromancy, was sealed, rendering it incapable of summoning the corpses it always hid within the mist.

“That was too lucky,” Sikander shook his head. “Still, I have to give you credit for thinking of that. So, how did you figure out its second weakness?”

“It was from some of the things we observed on our way here,” Veer smiled and pointed at the trees. “You see, the mist should target all living beings since it destroys all living cells. But why didn’t it kill the trees?”

Smiling, he continued, “That’s where I found things strange and started thinking about what we didn’t have in common with trees. At first, I considered the possibility of them not having souls, but I remembered seeing many trees that had been affected by the mist.”

Aurora’s eyes shone as she completed the thought, “So, the only commonality between us and the trees was their immobility. Since they couldn’t move, they were spared, while we, who were constantly in motion, were affected.”

“Good reasoning, but did you bet everything on this theory?” Sikander asked, his glowing eyes revealing his admiration for Veer’s quick thinking.

“Not exactly a gamble,” Veer replied. “Trees do move, even if not by their own will. The wind constantly shakes their lighter parts, while the trunk remains unmoving. That’s why we noticed many trees being damaged on the upper sides and sometimes on the lower portions.”

“So that’s how it was…” Sikander mumbled before bursting into laughter. “Haha, impressive, brat! You’ve got a good head on your shoulders. You must have inherited the brains of your ancestors.”

“Were they intelligent?” Veer raised an eyebrow and asked.

“More than just intelligent, they were the main strategists—” Sikander abruptly stopped and sighed. “Brat, do you want to get Corrupted or what? Don’t make me reveal things from that era. I personally don’t know what parts of that knowledge might contain corruption.”

“Ah! I’m sorry,” Veer bowed slightly before changing the subject. “So, about our challenge…”

“You pass,” Sikander nodded and pointed toward the white circle. “I’ve strengthened its seal, but it still has some gaps. Give me a few minutes to fix it so that when the island descends, it doesn’t devour everything below.”

Hearing that, the group felt a chill run down their spines. Just the thought of the monster they would have to face if the mist devoured all the corrupted beings below sent shivers through them.

Especially since they could no longer use the Dark Metal Slate.

Veer quickly responded, his lips twitching, “Sure, sure. Take your time, even if it takes a whole day. Just make it perfect.”

Sikander chuckled, easily guessing Veer’s thoughts. He finally stood up from his throne and said, “Alright.”

Veer excused himself and led his group a short distance away, where they laid down on the bare grass, giving themselves a moment to rest.

“Thanks, guys. You don’t know how happy I am to know that you trust me this much,” Veer smiled. “I was scared that you might hesitate or have second thoughts. That would’ve been problematic.”

“If I don’t trust you, then who else would I trust?” Elara said, gazing at the sky. “Even if you told me to jump off this island, I’d do it without hesitation.”

“Same here. I’ve already wasted a major part of my life, but I’ve changed now,” Aurora said, smiling. “I don’t need to think twice about trusting your words.”

“When I told you I’ve entrusted my everything to you, I meant it, Boss,” Rock said, having removed his heavy armor. “You are my Boss, and your orders come above everything else for me. My body follows them before I can even think about it.”

“What can I say? I don’t particularly trust you, but I do trust your judgment,” Elizabeth admitted honestly. “I also wanted to show that to you—that I am entrusting everything to you so that you can trust me in return. That’s all I want from you.”

“Everyone has so much to say,” Rain muttered, feeling a little down. “Boss, I’m not good with words, so I can’t give a heart-shaking speech. But I’ll just say one thing—you are my Boss, and that’s never going to change.”

Veer was at a loss for words upon hearing all of this. A small tear formed at the corner of his eye, and a subtle smile appeared on his lips.

“Thanks. And don’t worry, I promise I’ll get all of you out of this dungeon safely. This is my promise to you, and I will fulfill it.”

“You better, because I don’t wanna die before losing my virginity,” Elara laughed loudly. “Just use us as you wish, and never hesitate. I know you don’t want to see us as tools, but that slight hesitation could get us all killed.”

Aurora agreed, “Yeah. You’re too emotional to be a leader, you know. It’s fine to some degree since it’s just us, but I’m pretty sure more people will join us eventually. What will you do then?”

Veer fell silent. He understood what they were saying, but it was difficult for him to treat people as mere tools. He wasn’t someone with a cold, decisive mentality. If he had been, he wouldn’t have run away from his problems in the past.

But he also knew they were right. They had entrusted everything to him, and it was his responsibility to fulfill the promise he had made.

“I will never see you all as tools,” Veer shook his head. “But I do promise that I won’t hesitate to use your strength when necessary. I swore to take you all out of here, and I will fulfill that vow.”

“Good!”

They chatted for a while longer before Sikander finally called them back. The brief rest had been enough to refresh them both physically and mentally, and they were eager to see what would come next.

Upon returning to the gap in the white circle, they found Sikander standing outside it, his muscular arms crossed over his chest as he gazed at the mist.

Sensing their arrival, he turned toward them and said, “I’ve strengthened the seal, so even if a Demi-God comes to free it, they will fail. It’s a seal I created in my prime, so that helped.”

Hearing the term Demi-God, Veer suddenly remembered something and asked, “What about that Leviathan? Is it still coming for us?”

“Of course, it is,” Sikander laughed. “Previously, it came because it sensed the Elf aura from you, and now it probably sensed my presence too. It’ll reach us in no time.”

“The hell? Then we need to move,” Veer cursed and stepped forward to enter the white circle but suddenly stopped.

Turning back, he asked Sikander, “What are you going to do now?”

“Hmm, what should I do?” Sikander mused. After lingering in thought for a while, he shrugged. “I’ll just accompany you since that big fish is coming after me, and in my current condition, I can’t fight it.”

Just as Veer was about to celebrate, Sikander added, “But don’t expect me to fight your battles. This is your fight, and you’ll handle it—even if it costs your life. I don’t care if this world dies, anyway.”

He stepped inside the circle with a nonchalant look. “I’ve lived long enough, so I’d actually be happy to see the world die with me.”

‘Crazy bastard!’ Veer cursed internally, but he had expected nothing less. Shaking his head, he ignored the obsidian elf and stepped inside the circle. The rest of the group followed, soon reaching the throne, which now rested on the ground.

As Veer reached out to inspect the engravings on the throne, he suddenly felt movement under his sleeve. A small head poked out and looked around.

“What’s wrong, buddy?” Veer asked, remembering that he had asked Seisha to sleep inside his clothes.

The little snake flicked her tongue and sent her thoughts to him, making him curse out loud.

“Damnation! That thing is near!”

“Oh? So, you were carrying a little Leviathan… wait! A Dragon?” Sikander laughed at first but then looked confused.

His words puzzled the others, prompting Elara to ask, “You mean the little one is a Leviathan?”

Veer frowned. He hadn’t seen anything resembling that in her soul sea, and even the system hadn’t indicated it.

“It’s a very diluted bloodline, but I’m sure she’s related to that Demi-God Leviathan,” Sikander said with a grin. “I guess it has two reasons to come after you now.”

‘I’ll be damned! Screw this! I’m out of here!’