"Although... Rafael, is there really a Dragon Court Ruins here? It seems like there’s only mountains and jungles."
Rafael smiled faintly, patted Moli’s shoulder, and then continued forward without looking back, saying,
"Why don’t we find out by searching?"
Watching Rafael get farther away, Moli opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to put on her cloak, but hesitated and didn’t do so. Instead, she rode her horse to follow Rafael and asked Lord Ramasitia in her heart,
"Lord Ramasitia, is there really a Dragon Court site here?"
After a few seconds, a naive and adorable child’s voice ca to her ear,
"Yes, the Dragon Court established by ancient Dragon-n is right here. There used to be many giant towers they built, which they called ’Palace Towers.’ However, the place you’re heading to is not the Central Palace where Dragon-n handled affairs; it was destroyed in a war long ago... The direction you’re heading now is to the underground palace Dragon-n built for Fermat Baha, and the map that Dragon-man girl has also leads to the underground palace."
Ramasitia paused for a mont, then continued in a slightly teasing tone,
"That rotten kid Fermat Baha never admitted that Dragon-man Species was to him as Angel Species is to Yahweh, but since Dragon-man Species is ford from his blood, there’s a connection of bloodline. So even though he despised it, in the end, he lavishly moved in and slept there."
"Ah, the palace where Lord Fermat Baha resided, will there be anything left for Rafael? He has been dead for so long, so even if there are treasures, they won’t help Rafael now?"
Ramasitia yawned and then casually said,
"Well, who said he was dead? He’s still lying in the underground palace..."
"Huh?"
Riding her horse, Moli froze slightly and stopped in place. Her face then turned a bit frightened, and even her conversation with Ramasitia beca stamring,
"Huh huh huh, wait... wait a mont! Lord Fermat Baha is still alive? So... then, won’t we be intruding on his resting place, and he doesn’t like other living creatures, right?! He is Lord Ramasitia’s child, and even his bloodline Dragon-man Species aren’t allowed into his underground palace. Won’t we run into trouble going in like this?"
"Hehe, don’t worry about him. Even if Yahweh and Yuktrahil were still in that underground palace, as long as I’m here, they won’t dare do anything to you... Besides, even if he wants to do sothing now, he lacks the strength to do so. Yahweh and Yuktrahil have already been taken by ’Death,’ and he will soon follow. A big part of why I recomnded you to co to the South Continent was to see him one last ti and, incidentally, reveal so other secrets about this world to you... In short, just go; you’re safe with here."
Ramasitia’s innocent voice beca more subdued as he continued, and during this period in the South Continent, Moli increasingly felt that every ti this Life God, who accompanied her day and night, ntioned the three lives he painstakingly created, there would always be an extra sense of regret. He had a level of attention towards this unique life that others couldn’t compare to, much like Xuan Can looked at Moli.
"Hmm."
Moli pursed her lips. With Ramasitia’s assurance, she no longer worried and spurred her horse to catch up with Rafael. In this month, perhaps due to surprisingly good compatibility, after facing several battles and unexpected events, they quickly beca close. Rafael chose only Moli to accompany her on this journey to the Dragon Court Central to find the Dragon Court Ruins.
Firstly, because of trust; secondly, because this operation was better with fewer people, and there was no one in the Dragon Court stronger than Moli.
"Moli, look quickly, is this map pointing in this direction?"
Rafael glanced at the map and got a headache. The mapping thod of ancient Dragon-man Species was very complex, lacking the contour maps used by West Continent people; hence, the New Dragon Court borrowed the mapping techniques from West Continent people for cartography.
Moreover, the language used in the Dragon Court was very mixed. So were region-based, while others were race-based. Rafael wasn’t sure how the ancient Dragon Court resolved this, so she had to divide tasks by tribe and complete them. She planned to consider standardizing the language once they could catch a breath.
The ancient Dragon Court map from Fisher had no topographical indications or scale marks. Rafael was impressive to have narrowed down the range to this vicinity, and this was after repeatedly confirming with many demi-humans from the New Dragon Court.
The Dragon Court currently faced nurous miscellaneous tasks and was in a state of utter desolation, but Rafael was an untiring leader who handled matters thodically.
Moli glanced at the top of the map, of course not understanding it, but she had Ramasitia by her side. Pretending to ponder, she imdiately pointed to the direction Ramasitia suggested,
"I think... um, over there."
"Really? Wait, how did you figure that out?"
"Inst... instinct?"
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