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Chapter 96 - 95. Return of the Eastern Drago

Chapter 95

The next morning.

Office of the Master of the Knightly Order of Ordo Favonius.

 

- According to eyewitnesses, a dragon with two girls on its back destroyed the Hilichurl camps and hunted the Abyss Mages. I also personally happened to see one of these cleansings. Presumably, all the Hilichurl camps known to us were cleared, but this requires additional confirmation, the description and portraits of the girls are indicated in my report. - a young 17-year-old girl reported to Varka. Despite her obvious effort to look serious, it was clear how her body was overflowing with a thirst for action, which made it difficult for her to stand still. And the red bandana, with which her hair was tied in such a way as to imitate rabbit ears, completed the image of a hyperactive rabbit girl.

 

- I see... Thank you for your work, Amber. Please find Jeanne and tell her that I'm waiting for her in my office.

 

- Yes, - the girl saluted and fluttered out the door.

 

- Haaaah. I don't even need to read this report to guess who those two girls were. - Varka sighed heavily as the sole scout of the Ordo Favonius left his office.

 

"And what is this supposed to mean?" the man muttered, running his eyes over the report, which revealed nothing new to him. "There has been no mention of Dwalin for several centuries, and as soon as this girl appeared, he not only showed himself openly, but also actively began to cleanse our lands of the spawn of the abyss.

 

- What will happen next? Will Vanessa come down to us from Celestia? Or will Barbatos himself start playing the lyre in the middle of the main square? Or... - Varka thought until he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

 

- Come in.

 

- Good morning, Master, you called me? - Jean entered.

 

- You're fast, - the master was surprised.

 

- I was in the library with Lisa.

 

- I see. - The man nodded, and then moved Eber's report to Jeanne. - Here, read it.

 

Although this surprised Jean a little, she didn't show it and took the sheet of paper and began to read.

 

"Why am I not surprised?" Jeanne asked.

 

- Probably for the same reason, I realized it would be them without even seeing the description. - Varka chuckled. - So, what do you think about all this?

 

- What's there to think about? We need to talk to them personally and find out how it happened. - The girl shrugged. - Besides, what happened is clearly not bad. However, we should prepare the people for the fact that one of the guardians of the four winds has returned. It might not end very nicely if they get scared of him.

 

- Hm? Do you know something I don't? - Varka asked.

 

- Um... Well... - Jeanne hesitated, mentally reproaching herself for not telling the Master everything earlier.

 

- Jiiiiin.

 

- Remember we told you about the gift Amy brought from another world?

 

"Yes," Varka nodded.

 

- And there is something like a story about what should have happened in two years if Amy had not received her power.

 

"And why am I only learning about this now?" the master asked menacingly.

 

"Well, I just couldn't find the right moment for it," Jeanne replied guiltily.

 

- Okay. - Varka rose from his chair, clearly not planning to continue pressuring his deputy. - Let's go show me this story of yours.

 

- Yes, sure.

 

 

***

 

 

- Your friend has a strong thirst for blood. She should be extremely careful in places subject to the karma of dead gods. Otherwise, she may go crazy. - Dwalin told me, watching how Saeko was enjoying chopping up Hilichurls.

 

- I don't argue that she is bloodthirsty, but it is also hard to find her equal in self-control. And if it happens that they try to influence her. Well, let their grave be cement, because I will not forgive such a thing.

 

- ...You are a reliable friend. - the dragon said after a short silence.

 

"Thank you for the compliment," I smiled before looking at the rising sun and asking, "Is this the last camp you know of?"

 

- Yes, I can no longer smell the scent of these vile creatures of the abyss.

 

- Excellent. Still, although we are strong, we hunted all night, and I would like to rest.

 

- I understand. I will help you get home. - Dwalin said.

 

- Speaking of home. Dwalin, I hope you understand that many generations of people have changed in 500 years. And only a few remember you, so ordinary people who don't understand might be scared.

 

"I understand," the dragon, who truly loved people, answered with slight sadness.

 

- Don't worry, I'm sure the people of Mondstadt will soon be able to accept you again. - I stroked Dwalin comfortingly.

 

"Don't worry, I'm not like that wolf who can't be honest with himself," Dwalin snorted.

 

- Wolf? You mean Andrius? - I asked.

 

- Yes. He always pretends to be a prude who doesn't like everyone, but when trouble happens, he's at the forefront. And his habit of periodically taking students from people doesn't at all match his words about how he doesn't like them.

 

- Oh, so the guardian of the north turns out to be a tsundere. - I giggled.

 

- Tsundere? - the dragon asked again.

 

- Oh, it's a term that describes a person who is verbally hostile, but at the same time overly friendly. In other words, he contradicts himself.

 

- That's why I love people, you always come up with something new. Andrius is a tsundere... I think Barbatos would like that.

 

"I'm done!" Saeko shouted joyfully as she ran up to us.

 

- Great, then it's time to go home.

 

 

***

 

 

Mondstadt

Central square.

 

- Citizens of Mondstadt, I am sure that many of you have already heard rumors about the dragon that flew through these lands. - Varka began to speak, standing in front of the assembled crowd. And next to him stood the knights of the Ordo Favonius.

 

- First of all, I must tell you that it is true and the dragon does exist, but for us this is good news. After all, yesterday, one of the four guardians of the winds finally woke up from a long sleep after a difficult battle, namely the dragon of the east Dvalin, a loyal friend of our archon Barbatos. And to welcome his return, next week there will be a festival of the Guardians of the Four Winds! - the Magister proclaimed to the joyful cries of the crowd. And the next moment, a huge shadow covered the square.

 

- Master Varka, Djinn, we have come with a new friend! - a girl's cry was heard from the back of the dragon, who blocked the sun with his body.

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