sonovelo Book 5: Chapter 75
Book 5: Chapter 75
Book 5: Chapter 75
Chelsea furrowed her brow and tilted her head. Vur? she asked. After a brief moment of contemplation, her eyes widened, and she straightened her head as her back stiffened. Golden eyes, brown hair, she mumbled. She took in a deep breath. Are you Vur Besteck, the king of Konigreich?
Vur blinked before nodded. He adjusted his posture to sit up straight but continued scratching the basilisks belly with his right hand. It kicked its eight legs as if it were being tickled, and its tail swung back and forth, nearly colliding with the collapsed woman on the ground. Thats right.
Your Majesty, Chelsea said and curtsied, lowering her head to stare at the ground. Cold sweat ran down her back. Its a pleasure to finally meet you. My grandfather has sent countless letters to you but never received a reply. For you to personally show your face at our familys auction, Im sure he would be elated. She raised her head and stared at Vur, her eyes glistening as if she were on the verge of crying. After his transcendence, he hasnt smiled as often as he used to. Please, if it isnt too much to ask for, would you do me a favor and have a chat with him after you meet him? I understand youre a busy person, but it would make his day.
Vur tilted his head. Sure, why not? He patted the basilisks belly before sliding off. The eight-legged creature rolled onto its side, and Chelsea and Aran covered their eyes when it raised its head lest they be petrified. Vur stared at them for a moment before picking up the cloth that was on the ground. He placed it over the basilisks eyes before petting its head. As for tying the cloth to make sure it was secure, someone else would do that eventually. Vur turned around and cleared his throat, drawing Chelseas attention. Ill visit your grandpa, but you have to do something for me first.
Chelsea uncovered one eye and peeked at the basilisk. When she saw the cloth covering its face, she lowered her hand. She glanced at Vur, sneakily but still obviously observing him from top to bottom. A pink tinge appeared on her cheeks, and she lowered her head. What can I help you with? Im not experienced in a lot of areas, but Ill do my best to assist you.
Vur crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes. Take me to the Dragon Slayers.
Chelsea blinked. There was a hint of doubt on her face, but when she raised her head, it was gone. Currently, everyone is scattered about the town. Earlier, Joseph, the leader of the Dragon Slayers, was drinking at a bar without his companions. Itll be difficult to locate all of them in a short period of time, but if youd like, I can arrange a meeting between you and them.
That works too, Vur said. As long as all of them are gathered. He turned his gaze onto Aran. The man had such a conspicuous, red sword strapped to his back that Vur was sure hed recognize it if he saw it again. Are you part of the Dragon Slayers?
People write you letters? Lulu asked and raised an eyebrow. I thought someone like you wouldnt have any friends.
Lindyss slapped the scales she as sitting on. What would you know about friends? she asked. You dont even leave your house. The cursed elf cleared her throat. Ill admit youre right though. I have more fingers than I do friends.
Lulu scratched her cheek. Are we friends?
Yes, of course, Lindyss said as she read the envelopes. They were letters from the skeletons she left in charge of the multiple kingdoms Vur had dropped on her lap, and to save time, she ordered them to write a brief summary of their contents on the outside. If the summary was interesting, then shed open the envelope. If not. An orange flame emerged from Lindyss palm, and the pile of letters were turned to ashes.
Lulu glanced at the ashes that sprinkled off of her head. Are we really friends?
Absolutely, Lindyss said and dusted off her hands. Its very easy to make friends when youre a dragon. Just ask anything to be your friend, and youll find that nothing is brave enough to say no.
Lulu furrowed her brow. Whyd you burn those letters?
It was all junk mail, Lindyss said and rolled her eyes. Nothing important.