The Dragon Slayer Who Regressed After 1,000 Years - Chapter 38

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Dragon Slayer’s Return After 1000 Years — Episode 38
“That insane……!”
Valecius swore before he could stop himself, then clamped his mouth shut.
Anyone who witnessed a madman challenging a dragon with nothing but a farming tool would react the same way.
‘Still… that personality of his isn’t going anywhere.’
Cain shook his head and called out to Yan.
“Yan! Come over here.”
“Eh? Sir Knight!”
Yan’s face lit up as though he’d discovered an unexpected ally, and he hurried over.
“What are you doing here?”
“That’s what I was about to ask you, sir knight…….”
“I asked first.”
“Ah, well, you see. The village people are in danger because of the dragon. But no one’s stepping forward. So…….”
“You’re planning to hunt the dragon alone? With just a farm tool?”
“Of course not! I have a plan, I assure you.”
Cain sighed and pointed to the small Kitchen Knife hidden at Yan’s waist.
“You were thinking of stabbing its eyes while it was caught off guard, weren’t you?”
“…….”
“Give it up. If a poked eye were enough to kill it, they wouldn’t call dragons the strongest race on this continent.”
“But if I don’t step forward, the village people will keep suffering.”
I know.
How much Yan cares for and cherishes the people of this village.
I heard it from Yan back before the Regression, when he was the village elder.
In his youth, he’d sought out the dragon countless times, hoping for a chance to kill it, but each attempt had ended in failure.
If the dragon hadn’t simply snorted and sent him back, Yan would have been devoured long ago.
“Ordinary people can never defeat a dragon. It’s like throwing an egg at a stone.”
“So you’re telling me to just stand by and do nothing?”
“Yes. You stay here and watch. I’ll go in.”
It wasn’t only Yan who was startled by Cain’s words.
“Master? Surely you don’t intend to face the dragon?”
“Master……? This person is……?”
Both Valecius and Yan widened their eyes, each for different reasons.
Originally, Cain hadn’t planned to act so hastily.
But.
‘If I turn away, he’ll charge into the Lair alone without hesitation.’
He couldn’t turn his back lightly, not when Yan might be put in danger.
‘And if I openly announce I’m going to hunt it, word will reach Alton.’
There was only one way.
“I’m not going to kill it. I’m just going in to check on things.”
“Check on things?”
“First, we need to verify whether the dragon actually exists, don’t we?”
“Sir Knight. Surely you don’t think we were lying…….”
Cain shook his head.
“I believe you, but I need to confirm it myself before I decide whether to summon the Knight Order or not, right?”
“Ah…… yes, that makes sense.”
Valecius spoke up with evident concern from beside the somewhat awkward-looking Yan.
“Master. Are you truly going in alone?”
“Yes. You stay here and look after Yan.”
In other words: keep this madman from running off and doing something reckless.
Cain merely smiled before rising to his feet.
“Please be careful, Master.”
There was no cause for concern.
‘Yan screamed right in front of the cave, but there was no response.’
That likely meant the creature had either abandoned the Lair or retreated into its treasure vault.
The more precious something is, the deeper it’s hidden away.
Crunch-crunch——
Cain stepped into the Lair, focusing Mana into the Seer’s Eye.
‘There they are. Traps.’
Mechanisms designed with intruders in mind were scattered throughout the cave.
But they were useless before eyes that could perceive the future.
They deemed a trap sufficient and didn’t even station a common guardian at the entrance to the Lair.
‘Good. It matches my memories from before the Regression.’
In truth, Cain hadn’t come merely to scout.
He’d intended to hunt the dragon while he was at it.
Since he was capable enough alone, why call the Knight Order at all?
‘The Knight Order would only get in my way when I devour the heart. Valecius is the same.’
Cain bypassed dozens of mechanisms before finally reaching the Lair’s treasure vault.
‘There he is. Glacious.’
Perhaps sensing a presence.
A pure white dragon turned its head toward him, its crimson eyes gleaming.
[Prey walking straight to me on its own legs.]
No one knew better than Cain just how savage these creatures were.

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The White Clan’s savagery was proven by an incident that occurred in the village of Cherbil three hundred years ago.
Cherbil was a small mining village near the Monter Kingdom.
One day, a dragon of the White Clan blocked the entrance to a mine shaft.
Hundreds of miners were trapped inside.
The dragon would pull out one at a time whenever boredom struck.
Not to devour them immediately.
It would tear off their limbs while they were still alive, play with their screams as entertainment, and only when they hung limp did it finally consume them.
The custom of forcing humans to serve as sacrifices, which spread across the continent, was entirely because of the White Clan.
They instinctively understood that fear breeds obedience.
Glacious, more faithful to that instinct than any other, felt intrigue rather than anger at the human’s appearance.
After all, prey had come looking for him of its own accord.
‘Prey, or rather—a plaything. My belly isn’t full at the moment, so plaything suits better.’
Glacious curled his lips upward and attempted conversation first.
He paid no mind to whether the human wore armor or not.
Either way, it would be a single mouthful.
[A young human. Delicious, no doubt.]
He spoke purely to toy with it.
He simply wanted to see the human tremble with fear.
But the human did not tremble.
Instead, it was smiling as it looked at him.
“Just as I saw you before.”
[A human who knows me? Did you come from the village?]
The human did not answer.
[The time for sacrifices should have passed, so what brings you here…….]
Glacious suddenly could not continue speaking.
The moment he saw the purple pupils in the human’s eyes and the pattern carved within them, a certain name surfaced unbidden.
[The Seer……?]
“You seem to know, after all.”
The human walked forward while drawing a sword.
But the shock of that name struck deeper than any wariness.
“Have you heard tales of me?”
[That you would save dragons from extinction……?]
“Correct.”
An Aura Blade bloomed softly from Cain’s sword.
Yet Glacious was so absorbed in the Seer’s Eye that he barely registered it.
He could only tear himself away from those irises because the intent woven into the blade was too vicious to ignore.
[S-stay back, human!]
“What’s wrong?”
[Sheath your sword! Why does the Seer bear a blade!]
“Is there some law forbidding the Seer to wield a sword?”
Glacious’s guard did not ease at Cain’s retort.
An Aura Blade was dangerous—even hatchlings knew that fact.
[Suppress that power at once!]
Glacious unleashed the Dragon Word.
A command that never failed against humans.
But he did not know.
The fact that his opponent was no ordinary human.
[Why isn’t he dispersing the aura? I clearly used the Dragon Word…….]
“Was it the Dragon Word? Well, that means nothing to me.”
And there was one more thing Glacious didn’t know.
Behind Cain stood a kinsman who aided him.
“Bernatus.”
The moment Cain spoke the name, Glacious had to turn his head at the chilling presence he felt from behind.
9th Circle Magic: Blight Cannon hurtled toward his head.
Whoosh!
Glacious jerked his head aside just in time, and caught sight of a Green Dragon in spirit form.
[This traitor! Attacking me while sharing my bloodline…….]
There was no time to speak.
Cain had already closed the distance and brought his blade sweeping down.
Slash!
[Shriek!]
Glacious’s torn scream echoed through the Lair.
A long gash opened below his throat, and pristine blood spilled forth.
“Pity. A bit deeper and I would’ve killed you outright.”
That was when Glacious’s eyes rolled back.
[I’ll kill you, human—Seer or not!]
8th Circle Magic: Freeze Bind constricted Cain’s movements.
Or rather, it would have.
If Bernatus hadn’t timed his Dispel perfectly and shattered the spell.
[You damn——cough……!]
He didn’t have the strength left even to cry out.
Blood trickled down below his throat.
‘Struggling against a mere human wielding Aura Blade……!’
Beyond pride, he had to survive.
That thought consumed Glacious’s reason entirely.
[Die!]
Vast mana gathered into his gaping maw.
Breath—the dragon’s forbidden art.
It was overkill against a single human.
In a confined space like this cavern, it was a technique never meant to be used.
But Glacious had no time to consider such things.
Only the thought to kill.
Yet Glacious did not know.
That his opponent had been waiting for precisely this moment.
“Silence.”
Despite all the mana he’d gathered, Glacious’s jaws snapped shut with a dull click.
It was not of his own will.
Something had intruded upon his mind and forced his mouth closed.
He tried to open it again, but it was useless.
Cain lowered his blade and approached the defenseless dragon slowly.
“Those youths from Harzan you devoured last year.”
[…….]
“What were their names?”
[…….]
“Do you remember their faces?”
[…….]
Glacious’s eyes trembled.
Not the tremor of trying to recall.
The blank stare of someone who didn’t understand what was being said.
Cain raised his blade.
“To you, it was mere sport. Trampling humans, slaughtering them. So then…….”
Aura bloomed along Cain’s sword.
Glacious’s eyes widened as if he were trying to speak.
“I’ll trample you as well.”
Thrust!
The Aura Blade drove upward from beneath his jaw, piercing through Glacious’s skull.

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Ugh…….
Bernatus had seen this scene countless times before, yet he still turned his head away.
The deaths of humans he could witness without feeling, but the death of his own kind was unbearable to watch.
Especially that mad figure—tearing open the chest and devouring the heart—was a sight grotesque enough to turn even a spirit’s stomach.
“If you don’t want to see it, keep your head turned.”
The words were kind enough, but they didn’t reach Bernatus’s ears.
Did the sight trouble him?
Cain, still wet with blood as he gnawed on the heart, spoke without looking up.
“Everything I do is to prevent the extinction of dragonkind. Remember that. Do you understand?”
I understand.
The answer was halfhearted, but Cain paid it no more mind.
He needed to absorb the mana he’d consumed through the heart.
‘This time, I’ll strengthen my Circle.’
To align his Aura with his accomplishment, he needed to reach 7th Circle at minimum.
Only then could he properly harness the power of fused Aura and mana.
Cain closed his eyes in the pristine pool of blood.
After taking time to methodically absorb the mana, Cain slowly opened his eyes.
5th Circle.
With the Mana Amplification Necklace, he could now unleash power approaching 6th Circle.
As Cain rose to his feet, he could finally see Bernatus’s state.
“Stop skulking about like a miser. Get out of that corner and check the treasures.”
Ah…… right.
At the mention of treasure, the creature’s wits returned, and he vanished deeper into the chamber.
In that moment, Cain’s lips curled into a faint smile.
‘No one can resist treasure, it seems.’
Moments later, Bernatus returned, his voice urgent.
Seer. There’s something deeper within. I believe you should see it yourself.
“Of course there’s treasure. What else would be here?”
That’s not it…… I think you need to see this directly.
Sensing something amiss, Cain moved forward.
Buried in the very deepest corner, beyond the piles of treasure, was—
‘……A Seer’s Relic?’
It was a relic even Cain hadn’t known existed.

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