《The Botched Summoning》Chapter 50 – a Draconic Conversation.
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woot!, today i release chapter 50! so as you might realize i am giving an extra chapter for the week, now i have some bad news. rouge will be going away for a few weeks as he visits family and will be unable to PR my chapters, so i will still release chapters though i will put a message that they are not PRed and will be subject to slight changes. rouge did manage to PR this one before he left so this chapter is not included. as always i want to thank both rouge and mejinzs for their proofreading support
so without further ado, Chapter 50
———————————Fafnir POV———————————————————
“What happened and why do you look like you bathed in some weird creature’s blood?!” Ryan shouted as I entered the cave.
“Well… there were a few demons that tried to come seek revenge for my supposed murder of their leader, so I took care of them.” I calmly replied.
“So, let me get this straight, you went and slaughtered a bunch of demons, because of a crime you didn’t commit?” Ryan asked as he paled.
“I will deal with anyone that tries to hurt me or my own.” I growled as finished folding my wings.
“I see… could you please clean up, I don’t want to get AIDS or something” Ryan said as he started to back away.
“That’s not how that works, and you know it.” I replied as I slapped the back of his head with my tail.
“Ow, that hurt.” He complained as he rubbed the back of his head.
“Is Azazel asleep?” I asked as I started to walk to the bathroom.
“Yes,” he replied as he walked back to his cavern, “though how anyone could sleep with a giant roaring dragon is anyone’s guess.”
I chuckled as I headed toward the rear of my lair. The faint sound of trickling water greeted me as I entered the bathroom; I smiled as I looked at the small subterranean lake that I created. I quietly slipped into the slightly chilled water and lazed in the water. I watched the pool gain a slight red tint as the dried blood dissolved off my glittering scales.
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“I really have to find a way to heat this pool.” I sighed as I shivered a bit, and went to work attempting to scrub the blood away.
“You look like you’re having fun.” I heard someone say, I snapped my head towards the voice, and standing in the cave’s mouth was another mana dragon.
“Where are you all coming from? You are the third mana dragon to wander into my lair in the past month.” I complained, “Can’t I take a bath without some cosmic entity bursting into my house.”
“I see you’ve met my sister and ex.” She chuckled, “that’s about the reaction that I expected. I’ll wait in the main cavern until you’re finished.” She said as she left the bathroom.
I hurried up and attempted to finish scrubbing the blood stuck to my scales when I finally give up and use my draconic breath to dissolve away the last of the gore stuck to my scales. I crawled out of the lake and shook off the rest of the water.
“Well I guess I should meet the only sane-seeming member of my race.” I sighed as I left the bathroom and headed towards the main cavern. I walked into the main cavern and saw the dragoness laying down reading a book, entitled ‘Raising Divine Children, for the New Parent’.
“Hello,” I called out to the dragoness.
“Aw, you’re finished.” She said as she folded the corner of the page she was on and swallowed it, “let me introduce myself, my name is Tanixathera, young wyrmling.”
“My name is Fafnir; it’s nice to meet you…” I hesitantly replied while watching the dragoness.
“You have no need to fear come lay down, young wyrmling. Unlike the other two, I am a bit more level headed.” She beckoned with a smile on her face.
I walk over towards the dragon and lay down a little bit away from her. “To what do I owe the pleasure of a visit?” I asked still carefully watching the dragon.
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“I wanted to meet the new member of our species,” she replied, “and from what I hear you weren’t inducted the normal way.”
“Something like that. If you want details just talk to the goddess of the area.” I replied still wondering what her plans were.
“I heard what happened from my sister; I just want to know what kind of soul gets placed into one of our glorious forms.” She said as she examined me.
“Daddy, is that my mommy?” Azazel asked as she walked into the cavern still dressed in her pajamas carrying a blanket and pillow.
“No little one, I am just a friend of your father’s” Tanixathera replied looking at the little demoness.
“Oh,” Azazel replied with a frown, as she walked over and curled up along my ribs.
“What an adorable daughter you have.” Tanixathera said looking at the demoness nuzzled up beside me, “well now that she’s asleep why don’t you tell me about yourself.”
I spent the next hour telling story to the dragon leaving nothing out; she just looked at me without saying a word.
“Wow, I am impressed, young wyrmling, you even managed to find a great location for your starting lair. Now what are your plans?” She asked with a toothy grin.
“Well I apparently have to deal with cosmic court, eventually, I also have to find a friend for my daughter and break that whole demon lord streak out of her, and deal with the humans before they die of old age.” I huffed and felt a load had been lifted off my shoulder.
“So you do have a plan, good. But there are things you need to learn first.” She replied as she stood, “First you need to control your magic as you are leaking a lot of it, second you need to learn about yourself and your abilities, we can’t have an immature wyrmling crawling about destroying the fabric of the universe now, can we?” she said as she reached into her gullet and pulled out a book. I leaned in closer and paled at the title, ‘Basic Anatomy and Physiology of The Order Draconis; For The Lay Biologist’
“Why do you carry a book on dragon biology with you?” I hesitantly asked.
“I have an entire library in my hoard stomach,” she casually replied as she placed the book in front of me, “you need to read the book up to chapter… I’ll say twelve, by the time I return in about a month’s time, and when I will bring my daughter as she needs to learn everything as well.”
I open the pages and surprisingly I can read the strange markings covering the page. “Why can I read this?” I asked astonished
“You’re a dragon, why wouldn’t you be able to read draconic?” she replied as she got up, “Also you should contemplate what it means to be a dragon, you might find other hidden gems of knowledge locked away in your genetic memory.”
“See you later,” Tanixathera said before she left in a flash of light.
I grumbled as I picked up the book and I gently picked Azazel up with my tail and headed to my cavern ignoring the morning sun.
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