The Dragon Slayer Who Regressed After 1,000 Years - Chapter 14

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The Dragon Slayer Who Returned After 1,000 Years — Episode 14
Camiloas, the Red Dragon, had turned 3,033 this year.
Throughout the rise and fall of human dynasties—repeated dozens of times over—his nature had never changed.
That arrogant conviction, no different from any other dragon: humans were nothing but prey.
Then, one day, it happened.
Humans appeared, offering treasures from their own hands and proposing cooperation.
Their petty scheme to bask in a dragon’s glory had been repugnant, yet Camiloas accepted with magnanimity.
After all, he too was a dragon who loved glittering treasure.
So they had maintained this symbiotic relationship for a long age.
His followers seemed to keep their relationship with the dragon meticulously hidden, but that mattered little to him.
So long as they regularly offered quality humans and treasure.
But then.
[A mere human dares to hunt a dragon?]
When a contemptible human attacked, even Camiloas struggled to contain his rage.
Though dragons possessed scarcely any sense of kinship, still, a human’s defiance was enough to wound his pride.
Camiloas believed this above all: humans should bow before dragons.
And yet.
[…….]
Camiloas froze before a single human.
More precisely, it was because of the violet pattern reflected in that human’s eyes.
‘A Seer’s Ancient Artifact—why in the eyes of a human, of all things?’
Having lived for millennia, he knew of the Seer’s prophecy well enough.
A Seer would appear to prevent the apocalypse, and if the Seer was not aided, the dragons would face Racial Extinction.
Because he had not forgotten that prophecy, he did not crush the impudent human who stood before him, meeting his gaze directly.
[Who are you?]
“I am a Seer. I have come to save your kind—the dragons.”
The scales above Camiloas’s eyes writhed.
Whether true or false, the tone of a human offering to save dragons grated on him.
[What proof do you offer that you are a Seer?]
“Did you not see my eyes? Only a Seer can wield an Ancient Artifact.”
[You truly can command its power?]
The human who called himself a Seer nodded.
Camiloas still found it difficult to believe.
‘To manifest in the form of such a lowly human, of all things.’
His first impression was poor indeed.
[Is that why the Green Clan follows you about?]
At Camiloas’s words, spoken as he sensed their presence, Bernatus hurried to bow.
[Greetings, honored one. I am Bernatus of the Green Clan!]
[How many years have you lived?]
[I have seen 1,231 years this year!]
[Why do you remain at that human’s side?]
[Because he is the Seer. I travel with him, hoping to be of whatever use I can in preventing Racial Extinction.]
[……Of use?]
Camiloas looked as though he might spew flame at any moment.
A magnificent dragon voluntarily enslaving himself to serve a human?
It was nothing short of a complete degradation of dragonkind’s honor.
[Listen, Bernatus.]
[Yes, Camiloas?]
[Have you lost your mind?]
His eyes flashed open, boring into Bernatus, whose Spirit Form shriveled under the weight of that gaze.
[Why…… are you saying such things?]
[A dragon plays the servant to a human? Have you gone mad?]
[You call him human…… but the Seer, whatever his appearance, will truly save us…….]
[Nonsense.]
Camiloas let out a derisive snort.
He cared nothing that the Seer heard every word.
[You are still young—you don’t yet understand how cunning humans are.]
[Pardon?]
[How do you know this human is truly a Seer? Do you have any real proof?]
At that, Bernatus’s eyes widened in startlement, and he turned the question back.
“Well, there’s the mark in his eyes, isn’t there? You saw it yourself, didn’t you?”
“I saw it. But does that prove he’s a Seer?”
Camiloas regarded Cain with skeptical eyes.
“Perhaps any human might be able to use it.”
“I was told humans cannot use Ancient Artifacts……”
“Have you ever actually tried giving an Ancient Artifact to a human?”
Bernatus shook his head.
“No.”
“You see? It’s impossible for us dragons, but perhaps humans can use them after all.”
“But the Lord said only a Seer could use them……”
“The Lord might be mistaken about that.”
True to his suspicious nature, Camiloas doubted even the Lord.
“Listen here, so-called Seer.”
“……?”
“What brought you all the way here?”
“I came to claim the Ancient Artifacts. I heard you dragons have them divided among yourselves.”
“If you’re truly a Seer, why would you be wearing such a frail human body? Wouldn’t a dragon form be better?”
The question came abruptly, but Cain had already prepared his answer.
“Because a human form is easier to move around in.”
“So you appeared in this land with a human body, is that it?”
“Yes. I cannot save you in any other form.”
“Lies, lies, nothing but lies……”
Wearing a human mask and spouting such deceptions — fury welled up in him.
He wanted nothing more than to crush the creature underfoot and devour the rest of the humans.
Yet Camiloas exercised restraint for one reason alone.
‘Without proof, I’ll have to demonstrate it myself.’
Camiloas turned away.
“Follow me. I’ll take you where the Artifacts are.”
He concealed his true intent beneath a dark mask.

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‘As expected, before a dragon, a Seer is virtually omnipotent.’
Following the 3,000-year-old dragon, Cain moved with ease.
No matter how violent or distrustful of humans Camiloas might be, once called a Seer, he would not so easily lay hands on him.
‘He won’t eat or attack me until he confirms whether I’m truly a Seer.’
All dragons worship and obey Lord Arcadion.
Camiloas was no exception.
He could not easily cast aside the Seer prophesied by Arcadion.
‘Still, he’s bringing me to the Lair to verify. He’s got suspicion written all over him.’
Unlike Cain, who inwardly mocked the dragon, Walter could only follow behind, trembling.
“P-Prince Cain, surely he won’t eat us, will he?”
“Who knows.”
“Why is the dragon taking us with him……?”
“Who knows.”
“What did you talk about with the dragon just now?”
“Nothing much.”
When Cain offered no real answers, Walter could not hide his anxiety.
This Red Dragon was three times larger than the Aeolios he had seen before.
It would be stranger still not to be intimidated by such overwhelming presence.
‘Don’t worry. Nothing dangerous will happen.’
He was likely trying to verify whether the Artifacts worked on ordinary humans.
And indeed it proved so.
Deep within the Lair, Camiloas stopped and recited an incantation.
The space shrouded in magical power was suddenly revealed.
It was Camiloas’s hidden treasure vault.
“Human, you said you came for the Ancient Artifacts?”
“I did.”
“There. The Artifacts are here.”
A single ring from within the vault rose gently into the air.
“The Seer’s Ring. Do you wish to claim it?”
He nodded, but Camiloas’s mouth twisted into a long, cruel grin.
It was unmistakable mockery.
[Humans are such excellent liars. And you, a Seer, happen to be human.]
“Are you saying I’m lying right now?”
[If not, it doesn’t matter—does it? Try the Ancient Artifact on some other human besides you.]
“As you wish.”
Camiloas bared his teeth and pointed at Dario.
[You there. Put on the ring.]
But Dario did not respond.
He was currently under Bernatus’s Mind Control Magic.
Camiloas, perceiving this fact, narrowed his eyes.
[His mind is dominated. Bernatus. Release him.]
[Eh? But… well…….]
Bernatus glanced sideways at Cain, gauging his reaction.
That gesture earned Camiloas’s wrath.
[What are you doing? A dragon taking cues from a lowly human? Have you no pride?]
[No… it’s just that this person is a Seer. The Seer ordered me to cast Mind Control Magic…….]
“It’s fine. You can release it.”
Only after Cain’s command did Bernatus dispel the spell.
“Ugh… uh…?”
Dario, his mind returning to him, glanced around and locked eyes with Cain.
“You… you are……!”
“Never mind that. Would you turn around for a moment?”
Cain gestured, and Dario reflexively turned his head.
And then.
“Aieeee!”
He caught sight of the house-sized Red Dragon and shrieked in terror.
[No need for alarm, human. Do as you’re told and I won’t devour you.]
Camiloas meant it as something almost gentle, teeth bared, but the sight only deepened the terror.
[Take the ring I’m giving you and try using it.]
The Seer’s Ring floated forward and drifted toward Dario.
Dario stared at it blankly when the dragon’s voice sounded once more.
[Put it on. And use it.]
“…….”
[If you don’t, I’ll devour you.]
The threat of being devoured proved far more effective than anything else.
Dario hastily seized the ring and slipped it onto his index finger.
“B-but how am I supposed to use it?”
[If you’re human, you should know how to use it.]
“Me?”
Bewildered, Dario opened and closed his fist repeatedly.
[Use it.]
“H-how exactly am I supposed to…….”
[If you can’t, I’ll devour you.]
“But I’m asking how…….”
He tried looking at his aura and moving his hand this way and that, but he had no idea how to activate it.
[You can’t? Really?]
Camiloas tilted his head.
[Then you’re of no use to me.]
“W-wait! Just one more chance…….”
Crack!
Dario’s body was crushed beneath the dragon’s enormous foot.
His scream never had time to emerge.
Camiloas lifted his foot, his expression already bored.
He wiped the blood smeared across his sole against the cave wall, rubbing it clean.
Like scraping mud from the bottom of a shoe.
[Foolish human. Why wouldn’t he know how to use it?]
It was a death he would never even remember.
The name Dario, the thirty years he had lived—to Camiloas, they were worth no more than mud on the sole of a shoe.
That Camiloas had killed Dario on impulse was itself evidence of his bewilderment.
He’d assumed that if someone were human, they could use an Ancient Artifact.
But they couldn’t?
That could only mean one thing—Cain was a Seer.
Squelch.
When he lifted his foot, a crushed mass of blood came into view.
The Seer’s Ring slipped free from what had been Dario moments before.
Camiloas cleaned the floating ring with Clean Magic, then fixed his gaze upon Cain.
“If you truly are a Seer, then you should be able to use this object, yes?”
“Of course.”
“Then prove it.”
Now the opportunity had passed to Cain.
It was the direction he’d wanted all along.
‘I never thought I’d obtain an Ancient Artifact so easily.’
Cain stepped forward, a quiet smile playing at his lips.
He reached out and grasped the ring suspended in the air, examining it carefully.
The Seer’s sigil was etched across its surface.
‘This is something I couldn’t obtain even before the return.’

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