“Is it truly so surprising? This place, after all, is the Ancient Battlefield, where gods and demons once clashed mightily. Even the embodiment of a dragon, its life snuffed out here, is not a rare spectacle. Particularly when its bloodline is not of the purest. Otherwise, even with its powers sealed, the mere breath of its majesty would have reduced you to ash.”Observing the terror painted on Benjamin's face, the spirit of the holy maiden couldn't help but scoff. However, deep within, she felt no mightier than he. In her prime, she had ascended to immortality. Yet even then, she lacked the prowess to capture and imprison a dragon. Even a young dragon, in its essence, holds immense power. Moreover, the Dragon Clan has a grievous flaw – if any of their kind is harmed, they would undoubtedly rally their clan for a bloody vendetta.Because of this, during her era, none dared to challenge the Dragon Clan. Thus, witnessing an Ancient Dragon Ancestry bound in such a way stirred dread in he

Of course, Benjamin wasn't naive enough to believe that a mere scolding would make Big Dragon entirely subservient. But that didn't matter; he had myriad ways to make the creature obey. After all, in his past amongst the military ranks, he had trained numerous beasts, taming even the wildest hunting dogs.Yet, had Big Dragon known of Benjamin's comparison of it to mere hunting dogs, it would have risked its life to clarify the distinction. However, at that moment, the creature dared not defy Benjamin nor harbor any ill-will towards him."We need to depart this place. Follow me." Benjamin commanded.Yet, as Benjamin took his first steps, Big Dragon interjected: "Master, I know of a treasury here. Would you wish to inspect it?""A treasury? Where is it?"Benjamin turned, somewhat surprised, towards the creature."Follow me, and I'll lead the way." Big Dragon proposed, taking the lead, leaving Benjamin momentarily astounded. The man narrowed his eyes, studying the dragon's retreating fig

Benjamin was convinced that the ring had a significant past. Otherwise, how could such a rare artifact be found here?Hearing Benjamin's inquiry, the spirit of the ring seemed a bit hazy. Ultimately, she could only shake her head in response.“Master." a voice began, delicate like a whisper of the wind: "I was awakened by the essence you summoned. My past? It's but a void. Perhaps my spirit is newly forged, or possibly, it had been sealed within this ring. Thus, I retain no memory, no glimpse of days gone by.”Upon hearing its confession, a shadow of disappointment flitted across Benjamin's face. Meanwhile, perched upon his shoulder, a young dragon, previously lost in slumber, snapped open its eyes with sudden intrigue. Its eyes, gleaming with curiosity, fixed upon the spirit child, emitting a low, soft cry.“Mewl...”The spirit, taken aback by the dragon's call, darted its gaze towards it.“Ah, is this a young dragon? I sense an aura about it, a divine essence. Perhaps it's a descend

Upon his descent to the earth, a jubilant gleam danced in Benjamin's eyes. He directed his heartfelt praises toward the ethereal spirit within his precious ring, heaping it with admiration. Yet, Big Dragon, now sprawled beside him, wore a look of deep resentment. Its gaze, tinged with a touch of malice, darted towards Benjamin a few times.Yet, the moment the dragon perceived Benjamin's turning gaze, it swiftly feigned death, as if nothing had transpired."Hmph, playing possum with me, are you? I merely took a drop of your blood. With your massive form, do you truly expect me to believe you can be so easily felled? Rise now! Scout the perimeter, ensure our safety here." Benjamin chided.As he spoke, he delivered a powerful kick to Big Dragon's side, prompting it to break its feigned state, springing to its feet in haste.Though it felt greatly wronged, Big Dragon didn’t dare defy Benjamin. Instead, it showed utmost submission, nodding its massive head in response."Yes, my Lord."With

Darkness suddenly shrouded his vision. A growing sense of vertigo consumed him, causing him to slip into unconsciousness. A cacophony of indistinct voices filled his ears, their desperate pleas echoing eerily: "Hold the line! Press forward, retreat not! The city stands with its people, it falls with them!"Time seemed to dilate, and amidst the tumult, Benjamin's consciousness slowly resurfaced. Opening his eyes, he was met with the visage of a wide-eyed youth, about sixteen or seventeen, clutching a long spear, the very object that had inadvertently collided with him."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" The young soldier's voice quivered with a mixture of fear and regret.As Benjamin's gaze flitted around, absorbing the scenes of chaos, he realized he was amidst a battleground, right before the city gates - the exact spot from where he was initially teleported."You there, what are you dawdling for? To the gates! We cannot let them breach!" An authoritative voice boomed.Before Benjamin co