First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System - Chapter 113

113: Grandma Missing?

113: Grandma Missing?

‘You placed the Spell Books in Consumables, but the items aren’t organized in ascending or descending order.

OCD people would chew you out, heh.’ [(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻] [You’ll keep getting new treasures.

How long will I keep changing the list?] Orion inwardly chuckled.

‘I guess that’s true.

Just put the Spell Books in the Special Treasures category.’ [Done.

Finally, this place looks better.] Orion looked at the inventory again with a smile.

‘If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re happier than I about this whole upgrade.’ [Hehe~ Well, I do live in your Sea of Consciousness.

A tidy inventory is good for my mental health, too.

I mean, have you seen how you just dumped things in random piles before this in the storage ring?

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻] ‘I thought you liked to live in messy places,’ he playfully asked.

[No, what the fu-who would like being buried under six hundred tons of meat and ten thousand moonberries!

I’m an assistant, not a butcher!] ‘Fine, fine, you win.’ Orion chuckled and conceded.

[Oho~ write that down, write that down!

“Master said I was right”-once again this month!] ‘And probably the last time you’ll be right this month,’ he inwardly mumbled, finally rolling onto his side and pulling the blanket over himself.

[Nope, I’m always right.

You just don’t wanna admit it.] She dramatically exhaled a sigh, as if disappointed.

[Night, night, Master!

Don’t dream of weird stuff.

(¬_¬)] ‘Bah, just go away.

Let me sleep in peace.’ [(ﾉ｀□´)ﾉ⌒┻━┻] Finally, alone in the quiet night, his mind began to drift.

His thoughts wandered-from Seraph’s reaction to the porridge, to Selene’s promise to forge his sword, to the Origin Mana Pool and the Rune formation waiting ahead.

There was still so much to do.

But for now, he decided to just sleep.

Morning sun began rising with a firm knock knock knock at his door.

“Young Master, the sun’s up!” Rina’s sweet voice chimed through the door.

“A-And so is b-breakfast,” Fiora’s gentle voice followed, sounding just a touch more energetic than usual.

Orion groaned, eyes fluttering open.

He blinked at the golden light spilling in through the window slats.

[Wakey wakey, sleepy dragon.

(✿◠‿◠)] ‘Mmm… I don’t feel like waking up… these blankets have curse magic in them.’ He inwardly groaned and turned around in the bed.

Lumi’s playful voice sounded in his mind, [You’ll be late for classes today if you don’t wake up.] ‘Ugh, why did I have to enter this shitty routine again?

Last life was enough,’ he muttered, pushing off the blanket and heading for the washroom.

A few minutes later, the door creaked open.

Rina stepped in, “Time for a bath, Master.

You have a long day ahead.” “Yeah yeah…” he sighed.

Fiora followed quietly with a folded set of fresh clothes in her arms.

“We already prepared the water, Master.” Dragged like a noble prisoner, Orion allowed the two to guide him into the bathing chamber once again, his mind still slowly waking up from sleep.

But as warm water hit his skin, as hands gently scrubbed the aches from his back and shoulders, a small smile returned to his face.

The scent of fresh herbs and steam clung to Orion’s skin as he stepped out of the bath, now fully awake and much less grumpy.  His raven hair was damp, falling behind his back, and his white tunic clung lightly to his frame as Rina looked at his messy hair.

“Your sleepy hair is all over the place, Master.

Even bathing didn’t help it,” she muttered, dragging her fingers through his damp locks with wonder at how soft they felt to the touch.

“I just woke up,” he said, yawning and walking lazily toward the dressing table before sitting down at a stool.

Beside him, Fiora adjusted the strap on her simple maid’s sash and smiled faintly.

“You look fine, Master.

A little sleepy, maybe.” [More like a noble panda with bedhead.

(¬‿¬)] Lumi’s voice snickered in his mind.

Orion ignored her and let Rina and Fiora comb his hair and dress him.

Soon, they tied his hair back, and he wore the academy uniform that he got yesterday.  Now dressed in a white academy uniform with thunder lines embroidered at the sides, he looked like a proper academy student.

The trio exited the room as they made their way through the softly glowing corridor.

The morning sunlight filtered in through the tall windows, painting gold lines across the polished floor.

“So, what do you think?

How long will it take me to learn the Runic Language?” he asked casually.

“Well,” Rina said, crossing her arms as she walked, “you’ll probably learn it soon.

Me and Fiora took around a month to learn it.

So maybe… in like a week?” Orion rubbed his chin.

“Hmm, you think so?” Fiora giggled softly.

“Of course, you are much more talented than us.” “Haha, then I will try my best not to disappoint my dear maids,” he chuckled to himself.

‘Hmm, I wonder… did Seraph eat the porridge?’ [Why don’t you go and visit her, Master?] ‘Because I won’t be able to spend much time.

I’ll visit her in the evening and bring more porridge.’ As they rounded the final corner, the familiar carved doors of the dining hall came into view.

Despite the closed doors, he could already smell the aroma of roasted vegetables, meat, and buttery bread wafting out.

Orion stepped closer, pushed open the gates, and blinked.

Only one figure sat at the long wooden table.

“Morning, brat!” Eldric called, patiently waiting for Orion to arrive at the dining table.

“Finally decided to wake up?” “Morning, Grandpa.” Orion strolled over and took his seat.

“Where’s Grandma?” Eldric picked up a cup of warm tea and took a sip.

“Off to gather materials.

Said she needed some rare metals for your sword.

She’ll be back in a few days.” “Hmm, so serious already?” Orion said, looking a little surprised.

“That’s faster than I expected.” “Don’t underestimate your Grandma,” Eldric said, chuckling.

“Once she starts a project, she doesn’t stop.

She could probably forge a weapon in her sleep if she wanted to.” Orion grinned and picked up a slice of buttered toast.

“I’ll make sure not to let it go to waste then.” They ate the food while laughing and chatting as Eldric shared a few insights about the politics of the Kingdom.

“The brat that fought you yesterday… I had Edgar look into it and found out he was from a Count House,” he said seriously after putting down his fork.

Orion raised an eyebrow.

“Hmm?

Are the Counts of this Kingdom so courageous?” Eldric chuckled and shook his head.

“Of course not.

They don’t have the guts to target a House that stood on the same level as a Duke.

That’s why you should be more cautious.

A higher-ranked Noble House must be after you.” “Hmm…” Orion lowered his head as his expression turned thoughtful.

“Well, I already expected this.

Nothing much I can do except face it as the challenges come.” In the end, he just decided to take care of it once the problem arose.

Eldric nodded his head.

He didn’t want to clear all of Orion’s obstacles-otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to grow properly.

‘Well, I’ll just keep an eye on the higher-ups of that Marquess House.’ They continued to eat in silence for a while as the Estate began to wake up-maids tending to the garden, birds chirping across the walls, faint neighs from the stables.