After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 52 - 31: Transforming into a Dragon_2

At that moment, Yasiraqi also arrived, watching Ahtal bask in the Dragon Blood, drawing the sword wreathed in burning black flame, she inexplicably became spellbound.

However, she quickly snapped to her senses.

"Wait, I haven’t gotten my blows in," she said in a fluster, taking advantage of the dying dragon, and stabbing it several more times.

Xi Mu did not stop her, simply waving his great sword wrapped in black flame, then shifting his attention to his field of vision.

Attribute panel.

Race: "Human."

Level: "40."

Skills: "Ten Shadow Magics, Healing Prayer, Protection of Death, Nest of Life."

Talent: "None"

Achievements: "Impossible Miracle, The Guardian of the Princess, Ten Men Slash, Abundance of Wealth, Touching the Blade of a Hero, Giant Hunter, Dragon Slayer."

Now he was indeed a formidable person, able to use his skills relatively normally, not confined like before to only wielding his weapon in close combat.

Of course, this didn’t mean he had leapfrogged to greatness, with his current ability he still couldn’t break through Siegfried’s defense, nor could he slay a dragon on his own.

However, with his current level, he could go and assist Letixia in reclaiming her throne.

"How does it feel to slay a dragon?" Yasiraqi approached, looking at Xi Mu drenched in dragon blood, feeling that the man in front of her was somewhat different.

"It’s just killing a dragon that couldn’t fight back, what’s there to feel?" Xi Mu replied with a smile. In his previous tries, he racked his brain trying to figure out how to kill a dragon and had been killed countless times.

He researched the dragon’s movement patterns, which poisons could weaken it, who to seek to reinforce the dragon’s curse, how to stop the dragon from exhaling its Dragon Breath, and how to avoid its dying outbursts.

What seemed like a comfortable mastery of the situation was the result of repeated deaths and trial and error.

The so-called veteran gamers who play bosses with ease, have all been through a rookie phase where they struggled and gradually grew stronger.

"Hah, for a moment I can’t tell if you are a simple brute or a smart man," Yasiraqi said with one hand on her hip, casually flicking her red hair behind her ear.

She looked at the blood-soaked silver Knight.

"A dragon slain by wit is the same as one killed by valor, you can take pride in this, and you deserve all the praise you get."

"Not by wit," Xi Mu spoke as if joking yet seemed serious, "This dragon was killed by your wealth."

He looked at the dragon’s corpse.

"Let’s use this dragon’s corpse to reimburse your losses then."

In fact, the bottles of poison used for slaying the dragon, the hired mercenaries, and the specifically purchased dragon hunting spears were all funded by the wealthy Yasiraqi.

Therefore, handing over the dragon’s corpse to Yasiraqi as compensation for her losses was perfectly normal.

Of course, the most important reason was his lack of interest in the dragon’s corpse, as valuable as it was, selling it would be too much trouble.

And knowing Yasiraqi’s character, after dealing with the dragon’s corpse, she would definitely send him his fair share of the money.

She absolutely wouldn’t take advantage of him.

"Fine, then I’ll unapologetically accept it," Yasiraqi didn’t refuse, she had indeed spent a considerable sum on the dragon slaying.

Although she herself didn’t care about the money, Ahtal, being the upright Knight that he was, couldn’t possibly accept the corpse without compensation.

Once she disposed of the dragon’s corpse and sent Ahtal the money he was entitled to, the knight had no reason to refuse.

And just then, Letixia and Jed, along with a group of hired mercenaries, rushed over and started directing the mercenaries to transfer the dragon’s corpse out of the gorge.

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The following day.

Sky City.

Siegfried, pinching his chin, looked across the table at Ahtal with surprise and said, "You don’t have an astute Astrologer behind you, do you?"

"No," Xi Mu answered immediately, he was just a player who, by understanding the game, managed to vanquish the dragon.

Besides, the Astrologer from the Mysterious Gate was a limited profession, inaccessible to players.

But pretending to be an Astrologer, that wasn’t a problem at all.

"Forget it, that’s not important," Siegfried waved his hand and picked up the goblet on the table, clinking it against Xi Mu’s.

He downed the wine in one gulp.

"How does the power of the dragon feel?"

"Very strong," Xi Mu said with a reminiscent look, seriously adding, "Even burdened with a curse, stricken with fatal poison, at the brink of death, one still possesses great strength."

"That’s the innate advantage of dragonkind, far beyond the reach of humans," Siegfried said with a smile, pouring himself another glass of wine.

"However, there’s a method that allows a person to seize the power of a great dragon, to have strength like that of a dragon."

Xi Mu fell silent for a moment, then said, "That’s not exactly a good method, is it?"

"Right, it’s not a good method," Siegfried nodded, then shook his head, "No... maybe it is a good method."

He said with trouble in his voice.

"It’s just that there’s a problem with the magic I’ve acquired; using this method to take the dragon’s power, one will turn into a mindless, evil dragon themselves."

Xi Mu didn’t say a word, just quietly took a sip of his drink.

He knew very well the magic used by Siegfried; it was a spell left behind by a rare witch of the past, capable of allowing one to seize the power of a great dragon.

But there’s indeed a problem with it; even though one could obtain the power of a great dragon, it would turn a person into a dragon, a mindless evil dragon at that.

And now Siegfried found himself facing such a predicament, unless he had the ability to modify the magic left by the rare witch of the past.

Otherwise, he couldn’t escape the fate of transforming into a dragon.

"I can feel the time when I will transform into a dragon is getting closer," Siegfried said with a generous laugh, seemingly devoid of any fear.

"But I will hold on as long as I can until you are able to kill me."

"Is there no way to suppress it?" Xi Mu asked, then he saw Siegfried smile helplessly.

He leaned against the wooden chair, taking a sip of his wine.

"If there were a way to correctly decipher the ’Dragon’s Legacy’ spell, one could suppress it, or even cure it completely."

"But there are very few who could correctly interpret the manuscript left by the witch," he explained with a laugh, seeing the skepticism in Xi Mu’s eyes.

"The manuscript left by the witch is not just a record of powerful magic, that knowledge is also toxic; one could go mad just by attempting to comprehend it."

Xi Mu fell silent for a moment, quietly took another sip of his drink: "I will get stronger as quickly as possible, and after you turn into an evil dragon, I will kill you with my own hands."

"Don’t make me wait too long," Siegfried laughed heartily, then changed the subject, not lingering on the topic of the transformation magic.

There wasn’t much point in doing so.

Unless Ahtal were a magic genius, possessing a talent comparable to that of the witch, there might be a chance to correctly interpret the ’Dragon’s Legacy’ spell.

And Xi Mu didn’t speak up, asking Siegfried to hand over the transformation spell—he hadn’t yet curried enough favor with Siegfried.

Moreover, he needed to demonstrate that he possessed a talent for magic enough to make Siegfried believe that he could correctly interpret the transformation spell.

Of course, he certainly wouldn’t be the one to interpret the transformation spell; however, he just happened to know a witch, and a top-tier one at that.

He would ask her to help correctly decipher the transformation spell.

The next day.

The castle courtyard.

"Teacher, is there more magic?" Xi Mu spread his palm, and a flame coalesced into a ball, its shape constantly changing with his will.

A genius, learning after just a single glance.

Buchi felt an earnest sense of powerlessness; he feared he would soon be unable to tutor Xi Mu and lose the well-paid job he currently held.

"Don’t rush, there are still several other basic attribute magics to learn," he maintained the poise of a teacher as best as he could.

He patiently began to teach Xi Mu other magics.

Afterward, he watched as Xi Mu learned each one quickly, using different attribute magics, like flames, water streams, breezes, sparks, clods of earth, and more minor spells.

Forget it, he might as well resign proactively to King Siegfried, teaching such a talent could easily lead to a mental breakdown.