Chapter 398
Chapter 398
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 398
Chapter Title: Majesty Master (1)
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[Blue Dragon Sahillan][Lv 453]
Rumble rumble rumble!
Unlike the dragons Rokan had faced before, the Blue Dragon Sahillan launched a physical assault first.
Even though magic and breath attacks should have been its strongest suits.
It was a welcome development for Rokan, but the sudden charge caught him off guard, and he ended up pinned to the ground with his arm gripped tight.
“Kyaaak!”
Boom!
Sahillan lifted its massive head and slammed it down.
Rokan tensed his upper body at the last moment and dodged, but the spot where its jaws hit cratered deeply.
A single strike that gave a sense of the dragon’s physical prowess.
But that was as far as it went. With the full effects of his current Dragon Slayer title and Adversary buffs kicking in, Rokan’s feet shoved the beast back, creating distance.
‘Definitely, I’ve got the edge.’
Seeing it obediently flap its wings and retreat, Rokan felt a surge of confidence. Their brief clash had confirmed his superiority in raw physical power.
Moreover, its level was a mere 453. That meant it hadn’t had divinity for long.
Or it couldn’t wield it properly.
He couldn’t let an opportunity like this slip away.
Before it could escape, he snapped open his Gale Wings and gave chase.
“Aqua Shield.”
He’d summoned Kai in advance to deploy Tetra Elemental whenever needed, but seeing Sahillan opt for defense, Rokan ramped up his offense even further.
“Full-Body Charge!”
Bang!
With the sound of air bursting, Rokan’s body pierced through the water barrier.
One layer, two layers. It met resistance from the stacked shields, but in an instant, he tore through ten layers of defense and pressed the attack.
“Such insolence!”
But once again, Sahillan chose to flee.
By the time Rokan swung his battle axe, it was already far off. The Aqua Shield had been nothing but a stall tactic from the start.
Was it some kind of pacifist? It had struck first, yet now it was scheming to run.
Rokan gritted his teeth and accelerated again.
He began a pursuit battle, hounding its tail.
“Water Vessel Barrier.”
“……!”
In the midst of their drawn-out chase, Sahillan suddenly whipped its body around.
Facing Rokan—and the entire space between them—it unleashed some kind of power.
“Clouds?”
A barrier like storm clouds materialized between them. A coliseum made just for the two of them.
Would lightning strike from within those dark clouds?
Rokan tensed slightly, corrected his stance, and charged in before it could act.
“Tidal Wave.”
“……!”
Rooooar.
At that moment, an enormous volume of water poured out from the barrier.
It surged forth as a massive tidal wave slicing through the air, seemingly about to engulf Rokan—then overflowed to fill the barrier from the ground up.
What had been solid land turned entirely into seabed.
“Damn. So that was your plan.”
Crackle crackle!
The terrain had become an underwater domain.
But the instant the wave hit, Rokan awakened the power of frost.
A massive chill erupted around him, freezing the water in a circular shell and successfully defending himself.
The tidal wave’s immense physical force sent him flying regardless, but he was now braced for follow-ups.
‘Tricky bastard.’
He’d sought out a dragon that didn’t live in water on purpose, and now it had altered the terrain. A real headache.
He’d tried the power of frost, but all it could do was freeze his immediate surroundings. It was spreading gradually, but freezing the entire water-filled space would take time—and it didn’t seem like it could reach Sahillan anyway.
“Hellfire.”
So Rokan switched tactics. He infused the power of frost into an unquenchable blaze: Hellfire.
Sizzle sizzzzle!
The ice encasing him melted first.
Water rushed in through the gap, but it couldn’t withstand the intense flames and evaporated.
Unless it was a stream infused with divinity, ordinary water couldn’t extinguish hellfire.
The result was a bizarre sight, as if the water itself were fleeing from around Rokan.
Rooooar.
Then, a familiar roar echoed from somewhere.
He could feel powerful energy condensing.
The Blue Dragon’s Aqua Breath.
No matter how fierce Hellfire’s heat, this was a different story.
Cold sweat beaded on Rokan’s back—then evaporated.
“Hellfire, cancel. Push it back!”
Without Tetra Elemental’s power, tanking it head-on was too much. Rokan canceled Hellfire and gripped another weapon in his left hand.
The Sea God’s Trident.
Mastering water wasn’t the Blue Dragon’s exclusive privilege.
The moment Sahillan’s Aqua Breath fired toward him, Rokan’s body shot upward like it had been launched.
The water parted on its own, flinging him beyond the breath’s range.
“Part!”
Roooar!
As Sahillan hastily redirected its missed Aqua Breath, Rokan plummeted toward it.
Using the Sea God’s Trident to split the water like the Red Sea, he dove at it like a predator.
“Kai!”
Kyuu!
[Elemental Big Bird Kai used Tetra Elemental on the King of Violence Rokan.]
[You gain immunity to all elemental attacks for a set duration.]
Now with Tetra Elemental granting elemental immunity.
He slammed down on the whipping Aqua Breath that curved back toward him.
“Stride of Resolve, Full-Body Charge!”
The fierce pressure of the breath climbed up his arms. But Rokan trusted his strength and pressed forward doggedly.
He could overpower it easier by focusing both hands, but to test himself, he pinned it down using only his right hand’s power.
“Scatter!”
Bang!
At Rokan’s command, the Aqua Breath roiled.
It was a stream of mana and divinity, but Rokan’s other weapon was the “Sea God’s” as well.
From that instant, the water split into five streams, thrashing wildly on their own.
The pressure on Rokan naturally eased.
Sahillan hurriedly tried to close its mouth, but Rokan was faster once more.
“Whirlpool!”
He’d already activated the Sea Prince’s Cape’s built-in skill, creating a vortex inside its maw.
A dragon’s jaw strength was formidable, but dispersing a swirling torrent in one go was impossible.
A slight delay crept in before it could clamp shut, and Rokan slipped right into its throat.
-Human, spare me.
“……?”
Then, a voice pierced Rokan’s mind.
None other than Sahillan’s telepathic message.
Instead of chewing and swallowing, it abandoned resistance and attempted negotiation.
As if it knew death was certain otherwise.
“Why should I?”
-If you spare me, I’ll grant any wish. Treasures? I’ll give them. My bones? I’ll rip them out gladly. So…… please, spare me.
A dragon—the pinnacle species—begging for its life. Hard to believe without seeing it, yet here it was happening.
“Sorry. That’s not what I want.”
A dragon without a lair.
But that didn’t mean it was penniless. It had stashed gold and jewels somewhere.
Tempting, but regrettably, Rokan’s goal wasn’t money or items.
The massive experience from slaying it. That was his sole aim, so he ignored the plea and pushed deeper into its gullet.
-I can’t die yet. I beg you, human. I swear on my dragon word: for the rest of my days, I’ll never harm humans or show myself. Please, grant me mercy to live peacefully with my mate. Accept my oath, and I’ll do anything you command.
A dragon word oath. Knowing it held the same binding force as a contract scroll, Rokan hesitated for a moment.
He quickly ran the calculations in his head.
Kill it now, or subjugate a Majesty Master-class dragon as a subordinate?
‘Obviously the latter.’
No need for long math. If it kept its word, what force could top it?
‘Plus, it makes me feel like the bad guy for no reason.’
Listening to its earnest plea, he felt oddly like the villain. Unsettling.
Wasn’t he hunting a retired dragon just trying to enjoy life with its mate? Killing it felt downright evil.
He hadn’t seen the mate, but leaving it widowed sure painted him as the antagonist. All he’d wanted was to hunt monsters and level up.
“Fine. I accept……!”
“Kraaaang!”
Feeling awkwardly embarrassed, Rokan opened his mouth to play along and accept—just as Sahillan let out a screech and went berserk.
“Damn it, a trick!”
Vicious fangs clashed wildly, threatening him. Rokan dove deeper into its throat, slamming his battle axe in and gauging the dragon heart’s position.
“Light Massacre!”
Splatter splatter splatter!
Flesh infused with mana and divinity sprayed, half-exposing the dragon heart.
Sahillan’s agonized thrashing intensified, as expected. One Superlance thrust here, and it was game over.
-Why you……!
“Did you think I’d truly love you, my clan’s sworn enemy? I’ve waited for a day like this. Just to build your lair, you massacred my clan and flooded my village—for revenge!”
“……?”
But then, an unfamiliar conversation echoed.
One voice was Sahillan’s, but who was the other?
Moreover, they chatted casually, ignoring Rokan’s moves toward the heart.
‘No, with that pain, carrying on a conversation is impressive, I guess?’
No signs of recovery anyway, so he paused to eavesdrop.
-I truly love you. I apologized and repented for that day. Since bonding with you, I’ve forsaken everything, not even killing lowly beasts—how can you say this to me!
“Shut up! It wasn’t bonding—it was you killing my fiancé and raping me. Don’t think your selfish ‘apology’ and ‘repentance’ can erase the past!”
“Hmm, total mess.”
Hearing more painted the picture. A dragon-on-dragon fling turned love, leading it to abandon all and go farm.
But only it fell in love; the other saw it as kidnapping and imprisonment. A tragic tale for all.
In that sense, the female’s claims weren’t wrong.
The dragon just assumed it was forgiven—on its own terms.
Rokan thought old sayings held true.
‘Only good dragon’s a dead dragon.’
At least it’d leave a dragon core and scales. That was something.
No more heartache, no hesitation.
“Superlance.”
Rokan unleashed the final strike toward the dragon heart.