Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

“Konstantin has already tasted the power of the Primordial Force. Given his approach, he’ll likely try to gather more of it before launching his full revenge,” Rosvisser said.

“With Feir guiding him, he’ll find it easy to reach the northernmost lands where Noah left traces of this power,” she added, her tone laced with concern. As a dragon herself, Rosvisser knew just how alluring power could be for someone like Konstantin, especially after harboring resentment for so long.

The group listened closely to her analysis, nodding in agreement.@@novelbin@@

“But there’s one issue,” Tiger interjected. “The northernmost lands are desolate; only those seeking extreme self-discipline dare to train there. It’s said the ice layers there are incredibly thick. How is Konstantin supposed to retrieve the Primordial Force from beneath those?”

The northern lands were indeed among the most barren regions on the entire Samal continent—no race dared to settle there. The thick ice was infamous, rumored to withstand even the fiercest flames.

Rosvisser chuckled, “Among the dragons, there’s an old saying: ‘Even the Crimson Flame Dragon King can’t melt the ice of the northernmost lands.’ This legend has been around for ages, and even Konstantin dismissed it as mere idle talk. But now that he knows an ancient power lies beneath the ice, he won’t let that stop him. He’ll use the world’s fiercest flames if he has to.”

Her grandmother, Veronica, and Headmaster Olet’s expedition to the northern lands had confirmed the ice was not impenetrable, using the spatial magic of Lavie, the Star-Wanderer Dragon King.