NOVEL NEXT Chapter 146 Lance, Are You a Demigod? Or a Deity?_2
The second time, watching a good friend age and die before his eyes, he still couldn't adapt.
The third time, he developed an urge to flee, thinking that if only he would not make new friends, if only he wouldn't become too close to the friends he did happen to make.
When friends aged and died, he wouldn't feel sad or heartbroken.
He failed. If he were like other Pureblood Dragons, who could fall into a slumber for hundreds of years at a time, then perhaps he could have managed it.
Unfortunately, he wasn't that kind of dragon; he couldn't bear loneliness and loved to learn in the Human World, loved to make contact with agreeable humans under a variety of identities.
This condemned him to experience the sorrows of parting and death.
Gradually, he figured it out; he let his good friends send him off, watching over him as he was laid to rest, spending money on his funeral.
Before he turned nineteen hundred, he would see his human friends off, watching them being laid to rest.
After two thousand years, it was his good friends who saw him off, watching him being laid to rest.
Occasionally, he would also send off a good friend.
In recent centuries, he didn't make friends with humans much; he made friends with long-lived species.
For example, powerful sovereigns of beasts, what humans called Divine Beasts, and some hideously fierce and terrifying magical beasts...
Among Divine Beast friends, he knew a Unicorn.
As for sovereign beast friends, he knew a monkey that had lived who knows how many years, and an Earth Bear that had evolved several times.
As for magical beasts... he knew a Nine-headed Bird.
When he had the chance, he took the Dragon Whelp to see these friends.
The Dragon Whelp would probably like the pure white Unicorn.
"Have you also... become a deity? Or are you... now what's known as a Demigod?"
Her reaction so nonchalant, Amelia wonders if Lance might have [become a deity] or turned into the legendary [Demigod].
Becoming a deity was unlikely, but the possibility of becoming a [Demigod]... was still there.
To become a Demigod, though one could not live forever, would mean a lifespan far exceeding that of ordinary strong individuals, living for over a thousand years wouldn't be a problem.
Otherwise, she truly couldn't explain why Lance's reaction was so indifferent.
"Don't think too much; I don't have much time left to live."
"I don't believe you."
Amelia didn't believe Lance one bit.
He was a liar.
"If you really didn't have long to live, upon hearing that others have become deities, your reaction wouldn't be so indifferent. You would surely ask me to take you to them, to have them extend your life.
After all, you used to be so afraid of death; when danger came, you were the fastest to run, even the bravest couldn't catch up to you."
A thousand years ago, when danger struck, the person who always ran ahead in the escape was Lance...
"I don't have long to live, but that doesn't mean I'm going to die right away."
"I don't believe a word you say, don't expect to deceive me a second time, I'm not as I was a thousand years ago."
Looking at the Lance before her, Amelia changed her original plan; in her original plan, Saint Blue was just a layover. After seeing the Dragon God Temple and admiring the scenery of Saint Blue, staying for a short period, she would leave.
She hadn't expected to meet Lance in Saint Blue.
If it were the same Lance from a thousand years ago, she might have been curious as to how he could still be alive, but she probably wouldn't change her set itinerary because of him.
But the Lance that appeared before her now was completely different from the one from a thousand years ago.
He aroused her desire for exploration.
He also piqued her curiosity.
Without uncovering the secrets of Lance after a thousand years, even if she left Saint Blue, her heart would remain here.
"Lance."
"What is it?"
"Back in our team, who did you like?"
"I liked everyone. If I didn't like you guys, I wouldn't have chosen to team up with you."
"No, I mean... did you ever like any of the opposite sex teammates?"
"No."
"Didn't you... secretly like me?"
"I liked your money."
"!!!"
Amelia gritted her teeth; was she, an elf, less appealing to Lance than those cold Gold Coins and silver coins?
"You're heartless, you've forgotten, when danger approached, the first to appear beside you, wanting to protect you, was always me. Weren't you ever moved by my actions?"
"Speaking of that, I did wonder back then, why did you always like to hide behind me, a Potion Master, whenever danger struck?
If you stood in front of me, I might have thought you were trying to protect me. But every time, you hid behind me... no matter how I thought about it... it seemed like you were using me as a human shield.
Betraying me, a Potion Master with little combat ability... between us two... who really lacks a conscience?"
Lance hadn't expected Amelia to start dredging up old grudges. Back when they had adventured together and faced dangers, all their teammates instinctively gathered around the bravest warrior with the greatest strength.
But this individual could find him without even looking, and then hide behind him.
Once or twice would have been fine, but it happened over and over again…
He didn't know whether to call this elf stupid… or clever.
"Because I had already figured you out at that time!"
"What true nature?"
Could she have seen through his disguise as Black Dragon turned human?
That shouldn't have been possible. This guy dreamt of becoming an Evil Dragon Elf Knight, and if she had really seen his true form, she would have long been nagging him to sign a contract with her as an Evil Dragon Knight.
Perhaps even covertly threatening and intimidating him.
Whispering behind the teammates' backs, saying things like... you don't want them to know you're an Evil Dragon in disguise, right...?
With Amelia's intelligence at the time, it was indeed plausible for her to do such a foolish thing.
"Beast Tamer! Back then I knew you weren't just an ordinary Potion Master; I never expected you to hide it so deeply that you were also a Beast Tamer!"
"Pretentious. You only found out I was a Beast Tamer after you came to Saint Blue."
Beast Tamer...
He was Black Dragon, not some Beast Tamer. Hearing it so often, he almost started to believe he was a Beast Tamer himself.
A real Beast Tamer was nothing like him.
"A thousand years ago, your guise of naivety was really something!"
"It wasn't a guise; I was truly naive, and... I couldn't possibly feign that convincingly."
He was indeed a naive Black Dragon.
Amelia curled her lip, a thousand years ago, she might have believed him.
A thousand years later, after adventuring far and wide, seeing so many things and people, what's a few years of pretending?
There are those who pretend for a decade or even decades.
She had seen it.
"I wanted the old teammates to... meet you, a thousand years later."
"Sure, call them over, and I'll treat you all to a meal."
Amelia walked up to Lance, kicking the snow on the ground, the smile in her eyes no longer as bright as before, "I lied to you."
"???"
"Not all of our teammates became deities; some have died... Ilya died."
Ilya.
In Lance's mind, an image surfaced of a little girl who was always troubled by her rapid physical development.
Ilya wasn't tall, but among all the females in their squad, she had the best figure.
She would often fall flat on her face while simply walking.
During her adolescent growth spurt, she developed too quickly, and the rest of her couldn't keep up, resulting in disproportion in her body.
She wasn't proud of her figure; instead, she often felt self-conscious about it.
Later, Ilya came to him and asked if he could use a potion to treat her body.
If not a cure, then at least a potion to stop her development would be good.
Ordinary potions definitely wouldn't work; it would require an Extraordinary Elixir, which he eventually concocted. He cured the very thing that had been troubling Ilya.
He remembered how Amelia was quite envious of Ilya back then, because Amelia was comparatively flat...
That little girl died, huh...
It's quite regrettable.
She was a warrior.
She used a hammer.
She had Innate Divine Strength.
Someday, he'll try to see if he can turn her into Grim Reaper.
If she hasn't reincarnated yet...
No, the place she'd have gone after death wouldn't be hell; more likely, she'd have gone to heaven.
Well, there's no helping it.
He has no connections in heaven for the time being.
Stay connected through empire
"When is her memorial day?"
"After she died, she became a valiant spirit. It's a pity that I'm not a Spirit Summoner, or else I could have summoned her to see you..."
A valiant spirit?