The SSS Legendary Dragon Chose Me On Rebirth

"Father, we should just leave. He doesn't look that strong. I don't want him!"

Vacuse gritted his teeth. He didn't want her either. In fact, his mood was growing foul by the second. They blocked his way and began to spout nonsense?

After they dared to threaten his life? The only reason he hadn't tried to move against them was because they smelled of Dragons, and then they told him that story—the only connection he had to that strange Blood Spike that was after him.

The leader turned to his daughter. "Hush! I've told you not to judge by looks or the aura you feel around people. Those things can be manipulated.

"He is the Dragon heir, and he must be for some reason. Forgive me, Dragon heir, but what do you think about my proposal?"

Vacuse shrugged, his voice calm. "From a broad point of view, it's not bad. But then again, why should I trust your words? You appeared through a portal, something that shouldn't be easy. You are not telling me the whole truth."

The skeleton man tensed, then smiled. "Yes, you speak the truth. Our service for the Revolutionary group isn't over, and we were asked to convince you to support their cause."

Vacuse narrowed his eyes. "Convince me? That's all?"

"Yes. Contrary to popular belief, the Revolutionary group is one that will choose the path of violence the least. They would rather try to talk things out."

"And when talking doesn't work?"

"What then? Any other way is allowed."

Vacuse stared at the strange group silently for a while. It was the first time he had seen Dragons that were not Dragons. It was strange, but they felt familiar in a distant kind of way.

He sighed softly. "I ask again, what do you want?"

Did they really think he would believe a group that had been living so far apart from the Vorrakyn suddenly appeared in the Western Region just when the Vorrakyn were gaining the upper hand?

Yes. That's not suspicious at all.

The skeleton man spread his hands. "Do you really not believe me? I am here to talk to you about the tribe…"

Vacuse suddenly raised his hand and stopped him. "Enough! Should I consider this your first move against me, Blood Spike? Are you announcing yourself?"

Suddenly, the air grew tense and cold.

His attendants looked at him with surprise.

What was he talking about?

Instantly, Vacuse's eyes flashed with a hint of purple as he used Dragon's perception. His face turned gloomy. "Ah… I was right."

Immediately, the skeleton man and all of his tribespeople stiffened, their muscles locked up, and their faces went blank. In one voice they echoed, "How did you find out?"

Vacuse's face grew even darker and colder.

He realized something was wrong when they appeared blocking him like that.

The first was that he was very sensitive to energy usage around him, and it only grew with the Dragon's perception. He noticed that energy strings were connecting all the tribespeople together from their heads, linking them one to the other.

It was similar to one of the bloodline techniques of the Orcs.

The second was the portal itself. While it was rare that they should be using it in the first place, what eventually gave them away was the fact that the portal did not disappear. Instead, it shrank to a small circle hiding behind the ship, and all those threads were connecting through it.

If there was a third, it was the Dragon perception that showed things with even more clarity.

But he didn't say all of that aloud. Instead, he shrugged. "I have my ways of finding out. Numbered Accord member, Dragon Blood Spike!"

The tribe members opened their mouths and giggled. It was a strange sound that raised the hair on Vacuse and the others' bodies.

"I see that no introduction is needed. But this is the first time we would be meeting with almost our true self to speak openly. I only presented an important first impression. Don't you like it, Lord Vacuse?"

Vacuse's eyes darkened and he felt a chill. He didn't miss the words, this is the first time we would be meeting with almost our true self to speak openly.

His eyes hardened. That meant they must have met before. But Vacuse couldn't remember a single time he had met someone like that. "We… haven't met before."

All the mouths opened and laughed. "Have we not? Oh, but we have! A lot of times, really. Let's leave that for now. I came here to give you a gift. I saw them on one of my journeys and brought them with me.

"Isn't it laughable? They're pretending to be Dragons!"

Vacuse stared at the tribesmen and the black ship. "You are pretending to be a Dragon."

They laughed. "How is that possible? A Dragon is a Dragon. Any other thing is only noise. I am a Dragon. They are not, so I have brought them here for judgment."

Vacuse was now understanding that the one known as Blood Spike must be insane. Incredibly mad. The type of madness without cure.

His eyes hardened. "What do you want?"

This time, it was the girl about his age who spoke. "What do I want? Oh, Vacuse! I want your seed so that I can be reborn again."

Vacuse's face stiffened.

Then it relaxed, and he smiled.

"I think I'm getting it now, false Dragon. The reason you cannot show yourself is because you are a false Dragon, right? Are you ashamed of yourself?"

The voices sounded amused. "No. I am currently doing something important that I cannot leave. I only came here to talk to you… after all, you are Dragon heir.

"You are not allowed to die in that Great Dungeon. You must grow stronger and stronger and then give me your seed so that I can be reborn.

"I am here to test your skills to see if you are capable of going to Burnis City.

"Heir of the Dragons, prepare yourself!"