"Tanya, slow down! Don't panic! Hold your horses! Slow down! Yes! Dad, he's leaking out again! ”

In the dark, Artilisia seemed to hear the panicked and slightly disgusted voice of her son Davyyutos.

"Does this thing really work, Brother David? Daddy, Daddy, she's going to die like this, right? Tanya was afraid. ”

'Is this her daughter's voice?' Don't be afraid. Daddy didn't die so easily, I had one buried in me. What's going on? Anyway, no matter how fatally wounded he is, as long as he keeps his breath, he can save himself. ’

It's just that he can't remember what it is.

It's as if half of the brain has been lost, and the information of each region cannot be summarized.

I heard Dai Wei mention it:

"Don't be afraid, Tanya, Nemphadora said that she has a [Resurrection Stone] on her body to maintain her vital signs, but we must send her to Katagana Volcano to find her."

'Oh yes! It's called the Resurrection Stone.

Artilicia vaguely remembers that it seemed to be one of the farewell gifts that her parents gave her when she left Dragon Island for a trip.

It is said to have been given to them by His Majesty the Silver Dragon King as a reward from the Sweetlandon clan.

It seems to be a rare thing created by a celestial creature from the Seven Hills Heavenly Mountain.

'Wait! My [Resurrection Stone] was used up like that??

Did you 'die' once without knowing it?

But I don't remember how I died. ’

Gradually, Artilicia finally remembered.

I remembered that before I died, I saw the shocking scene like a meteor in the sky.

Then an absurd idea emerged:

'I was actually killed by a pair of children who were happy to reunite and hugged each other? ’

That's nonsense, isn't it!!

'Is Drow's body so fragile?' ’

After thinking hard for a long time, Artilisia could only think of this culprit.

Yes, the Silver Dragon's [Form Manipulation] also has a drawback that most Transfiguration techniques have.

Fatal drawbacks.

That is, it will temporarily lose most of the 'power' of being a dragon, and this power, of course, also includes the powerful defensive ability.

This is why, with the exception of the Golden and Silver Dragons, the other dragons generally maintain an attitude of rejection and contempt towards Transfiguration.

Because, after a long time, there will always be a rollover.

Like now.

If he had remained in the form of a silver dragon, he would have broken some bones at most under such a collision.

Where will it be like now.

'It's over. I'm going to die like this! ’

Although the Resurrection Stone is called the Resurrection Stone, it does not have the ability to directly resurrect and restore 'dead' creatures.

It's just life-sustaining, giving you time to heal from your fatal injuries.

But even this ability is already very rebellious.

This is also one of the reasons why he has the courage to go to the dark region of Spider's Nest City alone.

It's just that he never imagined that he would have a day like this, when he would be directly crushed into a cake and completely unable to use his hind hand.

He clearly remembered that in the camp of his son Davyutos, the most capable was probably the young green dragon.

And for an injury like his, he must use the Seven Rings [Regeneration Technique]!

It has to be a lot of [Regeneration].

I'm afraid that the entire Old World will not be able to find an existence that can save him.

No, there seems to be one.

But as soon as he recalled, it was as if he had been directly blocked by his brain's automatic protection mechanism.

'It's over!! ’

But just when Artilicia fell into panic and despair in a trance, I don't know how long it took, the voice of her son David sounded in her ears again:

"Hurry up, use this [Regeneration Ring], plus these [Regeneration Techniques] and [Heal Serious Injuries] scrolls, you should pull it back."

"Oh, oh, okay. Okay"

The daughter's voice still seemed a little flustered, and then it turned into a crying voice:

"Wow, brother, I can't find a complete finger, Dad, Daddy shouldn't be gone!"

Artilicia was so worried that it was dark in front of him, as if he was in the abyss, and he could hardly imagine what kind of terrible situation and despair his daughter would have to face.

Fortunately, there is also David's son, who is his mouth substitute at a critical time:

"What about the toes?" David asked.

"I can't find the whole thing when I look at it. I'm afraid I'll break if I catch it," Tanya seemed a little embarrassed.

"Natanya, you come to perform the [Regeneration] scroll, I'll come, I'll think of a way."

Half ringing.

", it seems that I really can't find a place, damn it, I can wear a ring directly."

Listening to his son's self-talk, Artilisia was a little confused, and in his impression, it seemed that only uncultured barbarians would do this.

At first, it was a way to tame cattle and horses.

It's just that fortunately, his spine is broken, and there is no unspeakable pain at all.

There was only numbness, a nothingness that made him panic.

But soon, I don't know if the [Regeneration Ring] is working, or if the [Regeneration Technique] is coming like waves after waves to make his body, which was shattered into a bag of slag, regenerate at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

'Hey, I feel it! Unable to see yet, Artilisia felt hope.

It's as if he has been lost for so many years, and finally found the back of Tyr, the god of justice.

Artilisia, who just felt as if her brain had grown again, suddenly thought of a question.

That is, David, where did they get the [Ring of Regeneration] and so many healing scrolls?

A thing of the level of [Rebirth Ring] is still a life-saving thing, as rare and precious as the [Resurrection Stone] that he implanted directly into his body through surgery.

Even if an existence like him obtains, he will cherish it and store it close to him for when needed.

Those who can throw this kind of treasure out of their hands are either sick in the skull, or they are not rare at all.

There are so many healing scrolls, even if [Heal Serious Injuries] is counted, after all, high-level priests can also make them, but a high-level seven-ring healing spell like [Regeneration] is sky-high!

You must know that the cost of the light casting materials that he usually releases [Regeneration] to others is worth more than a thousand gold.

When you meet a local tyrant, multiply it several times, and it is easy to receive seven or eight thousand gold coins casually.

And the cost of manufacturing the reel

In the case of the Seven Rings [Regeneration], the cost of the basic materials is more than two thousand gold coins, plus the cost of the spell's casting materials is one thousand, then the materials alone are at least three thousand.

But that's not how the accounts are calculated.

And that long production time!

Of course, if he was allowed to be an alchemy master and the existence of a spell of the level of [Celestial Phenomenon Manipulation] and the [Regeneration] scroll could be made by him, the price would be directly up to the sky.

The premise is that he, an alchemy master who makes bottles and cans, must be able to make magic scrolls, and he must also be a master-level craft.

However, if you know the Seven Rings [Regeneration Technique] and have the ability to make a scroll like [Regeneration], the high-level priests are a little choked, unless they have expertise in this area.

Usually at least the bishops, patriarchs, and high priests of the churches are first-rate, and at the same time, it will cause them to temporarily lose a seven-ring spell slot until they complete a long break.

Therefore, the [Regeneration] scroll generally starts at least 30,000 gold coins, and it is basically priceless.

After all, they have all been made to be a bishop and a high priest, and there is no exact need, who will put this with you to bury your head in making scrolls every day.

Just as Artilisia silently counted the number of times the scroll of [Regeneration] was released.

He was already bankrupt, and his heart was so painful that he was about to suffocate.

So much so that for a moment, an idea popped into him.

I really want to say loudly to my son, don't waste any more money, I'll transfer you to forget it.

And then you used your unknown divinity to kill me, and then resurrect me!

Even at that price.

It is his soul that will never go to the kingdom of the gods of Bahamut, the king of the north wind.

I heard that my daughter Tanya seemed to be worried about a similar problem:

"After using so many life-saving things at once, when will Dad pay off his debts?"

Artilicia burst into tears in an instant.

He didn't blame his daughter, he only recognized money and not her father.

After all, the sensitivity to possessions has almost reached an instinctive level for dragons.

And his own children were able to overcome this greedy nature for property, and spent so many expensive life-saving items to get rid of his bankrupt father.

He was already moved beyond words.

He's all ready.

Isn't it just to pay back my son's money?

According to his estimate, apart from the [Regeneration Ring] that is not very easy to value, the [Regeneration] scrolls that were consumed.

Well, it's a big deal that he, a master alchemist, will work for his son for a few years.

Repay debts, don't lose the dragon.

Just wait,

He suddenly realized a serious problem.

That is, this is a [Regeneration] scroll.

Even those drows are hard to come by.

Even if you get it, you keep it for life, not throw it in the treasure house.

And his bad conjecture was soon fulfilled.

Then he heard his filial son David say nonchalantly:

"Then it's none of our business, our mother doesn't care, we still care about a fart."

Speaking of this, he heard Davy say in an almost flattering voice to a nearby being:

"Isn't it, Mom?"

Mom?

Artilisia was shocked.

Who's your name, my children, Mommy?

Don't let the dragon go

Give. Lie! As if about to recall some indescribable terrible memory, Artilisia was stunned to find that she had actually made a sound.

"Yikes! Was it just Daddy's voice? Tanya asked with some excitement.

"Seems to be, right?" David wasn't quite sure either.

"It's him, just pour some potions, and see that he is thirsty, like a duck is calling."

A familiar and domineering voice rang out in my ears again.

"No, no, I don't want to remember it, ahhh!!hhh

Artilisia, who could barely see the light, chose to close her eyes and cover her ears, screaming like a drow virgin who believed in a dark girl.

"Don't shout, the children are still there, do you want to lose the dragon?"

Artilicia just felt her bare ass.

was slapped by the tip of the 'mother' tail in the children's mouth.

(End of chapter)