I Raised A Black Dragon - Chapter 95
Chapter 95: Absolute Power
Breathing felt different than before. Noah put Muell down, straightening her back. It was strange. Just a few seconds ago, her heart thumped as if it would leap out of her throat, but in a moment it returned to its normal beat.
The sensation she had felt when she briefly resonated with Muell in the mana operating room spread throughout her body, permeating every inch within.
The glitters of light from Muell’s fingertips were equally wrapped in hers. Noah flopped down on a chair, staring at her hands. She could feel the force that extended throughout her body, dancing along the rhythm of her heart. Noah could sense so vividly the surge of mana that she had never experienced before and instinctively knew, it was absolute power.
A transcendent force that no longer existed in the present age — the power of an omnipotent ruler who can summon rain, provoke typhoons, divide a land, and dry an entire ocean.
Muell was reacting similarly to Noah. He blinked, looking into his hands. Then, he exclaimed, the corners of his lips curling into a bright smile. “I finally found it.”
Noah wondered, what did he finally find? Yet couldn’t ask hastily. She knew that the dragon she named was nothing like a human child, but the fact never came as strange as it was now. The tension of the mana naturally strained Noah’s fingertips. Then, she tried scratching the floor of the room.
That was all Noah did, but the results were terrifying.
Cracks began to form rapidly at the graze of her nails, but when she noticed, the damage was already made. The room shook as if there had been an earthquake and the floor divided into two.
“…Oh my god, mom,” was all Noah could utter to express her confounded emotions. She was overflowing with mana she couldn’t yet control, and it leaked around her, unable to be concealed.
A hazy murmur escaped her lips. “I…”
I’m screwed now. Farewell, my calm and peaceful life… Goodbye, forever.
*
The glass door of the promenade deck shattered as the bullets flared through it, and it wasn’t only the door that broke. A dark shadow, which had fallen down the hall, split in half along the trajectory of the bullet. It was a bewildering spell that belonged to a quite advanced magic.
Kyle clicked his tongue as he checked the bullets in his revolver. When he ascended to the floor that was reserved for the passengers only, he had tried not to use his gun. However, as the entire corridor was enchanted with spells like a mine, he had no choice but to counter with the same magic.
By that time, Kyle’s suspicions reached its zenith. He had already speculated that an extraordinary wizard had been involved in the incident since the train attack on Central Edman, but to sum up what he had been through since last night, the wizard wasn’t just extraordinary.
All his senses from the five years he chased Eleonora Asil awakened, warning him. His opponent was second only to the evil woman, or perhaps, he surpassed her.
Bang! Kyle fired the last bullet and returned the revolver into the holster. He sprinted out of the hall. Bloodstains were splattered all over the shattered glass.
Then, he grabbed the man’s back. The man, who had a bullet pierced in his left thigh and right shoulder twisted his body and gasped for breath. “Master, master, master!”
At his cry, Kyle grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into the railing on the deck. It was the first word the man had uttered. The man scratched Kyle’s arm, grabbing him with his unwounded left hand. Kyle then gripped his arm and twisted it. The man let out a painful scream. Kyle was astounded at the man’s tenacity to get rid of the evidence even in his grim situation.
“Let’s go back to headquarters and do the rest. I’ll have the statement there.” Kyle took the handcuff, which had been tied to his waist, and clasped them on the man.
Suddenly, a chilly wind blew behind him, and as he glanced over his shoulder, his violet eyes widened.