Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You Vol. 6 Ch. 23

Rosvisser sat alongside Leon, watching the final segnt of mories stored within the recording crystal.

The images and voices were faint and indistinct, but it was possible to make out a conversation about a crown.

Among the speakers, one was her grandmother, Veronica, while the other addressed her as "mother."

Which ant that the other two blurry figures in this mory...

Were Rosvisser's parents.

She had never t them, yet she had unknowingly preserved their presence deep in her mory.

As the recording ended, Rosvisser took a mont to gather herself, slowly coming back to reality.

She raised her head to look at Leon.

"I also heard the talk about the crown. So, when Grandmother ntioned that they were completing sothing great, she was referring to this crown?"

Sensing Rosvisser’s unsettled emotions, Leon didn’t press further on the topic. Instead, he gently asked,

"Do you want to talk about your parents first?"

Rosvisser shot him a glance, pondered for a mont, then shook her head.

Leon arched an eyebrow and softly asked, "You don’t want to?"

"It’s not that. It’s just… I don’t know what to say," Rosvisser replied. "My sister and I never t them when we were little. We know nothing about their past or experiences. Grandmother never even told us their nas. When it cos to our parents..."

She rubbed her temples, struggling to continue. "Even though I’d like to talk about them with you, I don’t know where to start. As for how I feel now…"

"You seem to be feeling a lot better," Leon observed gently. Rosvisser even managed a soft smile.

She clasped Leon’s hand and intertwined their fingers.

"Being with you makes feel a lot better, Leon. So don’t worry about . Let’s talk about the crown instead."

Feeling the warmth of her hand, Leon relaxed slightly. "Alright…"

The couple headed to Rosvisser’s study. She walked to the bookshelf and, as she searched through it, spoke to Leon without turning around.

"In all the history I’ve studied, only one event ntions a crown."

“In ancient tis on the Samail Continent, the world was shrouded in chaos. All life was extinguished, and nothing could flourish.”

“It was the Dragon God Tiamat who used her supre divine power to dispel the chaos and, with the help of several primordial deities, accomplished the monuntal task of creating the heavens.”

“Afterward, Tiamat, along with these deities, brought life and vitality to the newly ford Samail Continent.”

“The Dragon God vanished, but she left behind the seeds of our dragon race, which have endured to this day.”

“When eternal night descended, the God of Light, Apollo, ignited the sun.”

“When sentient beings awoke, the God of Wisdom, tis, taught them the essentials for survival.”

“When order collapsed, the God of Ti, Chronos, wove the Web of Ti to ensure the proper functioning of laws and principles.”

Rosvisser finished her search and gathered several ancient tos, placing them on the table.

"But no matter what kind of primordial deity, to achieve the miracles recorded in these books, they had to pay corresponding prices."

Leon, knowing little about the ancient history of Samail, listened attentively.

“Prices?”

“Mm,” Rosvisser nodded, explaining further.

“To create the dragon race, Tiamat willingly confined herself, leaving behind Noah and her primordial power to guide the newly born dragons.”

“Apollo used himself as the kindling to reignite the long-extinguished sun.”

“As sentient beings evolved, they no longer contented themselves with living in caves or competing with beasts for food. In the process of their ever-growing desires, tis’s divine power was consud bit by bit until she ultimately vanished from the world.”

“And to maintain the stability of the Web of Ti, Chronos was eternally bound to the Throne of Ti, unable to take even a single step away.”

Leon mused thoughtfully, “This is history I’ve never heard before…”

“It’s not surprising. Humans have only risen as a dominant race on the Samail Continent in the past hundred years. Their reverence for and reliance on magic isn’t as profound as that of the older races, so it’s natural they wouldn’t delve deeply into such histories.”

Rosvisser paused for a mont, then turned to Leon.

"Now that we’ve understood the relationship between the primordial deities and the miracles they created, we can move on to the main topic—the Five Elent Crown."

"The Five Elent... Crown? That sounds—"

"Sounds like a tale about a tiger, a bear, a monkey, a crane, and a deer (just kidding)," she teased.

Rosvisser’s tone shifted as she continued, "The five basic elents of the Samail Continent—Earth, Water, Wind, Fire, and Thunder—are the foundation of elental magic."

"Today’s so-called elental magic is entirely derived from these five basic elents through various combinations, except for spatial magic, which belongs to a different category altogether."

"For example, when analyzing the range of magical elents present, you’ll find that all awakenings, like Moon’s twin awakening, fall within these five elents without exception."

"This is the basis for the material world of Samail and the cornerstone of the magical frawork. It’s a foundation that cannot be broken."

Leon nodded, recalling his own lessons about the five basic elents.

"Humans, even as they advanced their pursuit of magic, couldn’t bypass these foundational concepts in their studies," he remarked, encouraging Rosvisser to continue.

"Since everything in Samail was created by the primordial deities, magic is no exception," she explained.

"The deity responsible for the five foundational elents was called Res."

"So believe Res was rely the god of thunder, but according to dragon historians, most agree that Res was the originator of all five elents."

"Much like the primordial deity tis, Res created and disseminated the concept of magic. But over ti, the beings of the world weren’t satisfied, and Res’s divine power was drained as a result."

Leon raised a hand, as if he were a student in a lecture.

"Yes, Leon?" Rosvisser responded with a smirk.

"Professor lkvey, I’d like to ask—if Res was a primordial deity, why couldn’t he prevent his power from being drained?"

Rosvisser nodded thoughtfully, providing an explanation.

"The so-called 'draining' isn’t about direct theft as we might imagine. The primordial deities had already rged with everything in Samail, so any changes to the continent naturally impacted them."

Leon’s curiosity deepened. "Can you give an example?"

"For instance," Rosvisser began, "Tiamat planted seeds of wisdom. Cultivating these seeds required nurturing and growth. The nourishnt needed for this process ca from Tiamat herself. Over ti, her divine power was depleted."

Leon, catching on quickly, extrapolated, "So when Res spread magic, as everyone’s magical abilities grew stronger, it consud Res’s divine power, right?"

"Exactly," Rosvisser confird.

She continued, "When Res’s life force was nearly extinguished, he imbued his remaining power into a crown, attempting to preserve the last traces of the primordial deities."

"But this crown was eventually discovered by others, sparking a war to claim the Five Elent Crown."

"The crown was lost during a war that lasted for centuries," she explained.

"So say it was found and hidden by a powerful faction, while others believe it was broken into five fragnts and scattered across the Samail Continent."

"To this day, the Five Elent Crown, representing Res’s divine power, remains lost to history."

Rosvisser paused, her gaze contemplative.

"My parents spent centuries searching for it… I think it was probably to prevent so kind of crisis. The mory fragnts even hinted that the crown’s fate tied directly to the survival of sothing significant."

Leon, visibly impressed, remarked, "This is really eye-opening. But how do you know so much about this history?"

Rosvisser smiled mysteriously, patting the stack of books and thick notes on the table.

"Have you forgotten? My graduation thesis at St. Heath’s Academy was about the five foundational elents. That’s when I ca across this history."

"Ah, that makes sense," Leon replied with a chuckle.

"Yep, that’s it. So, thank you, Leon~ junior~," Rosvisser teased with a playful tone.