Free Web NovelChapter 354: Chapter 352: Dragon Language Magic
"Dragon Language Magic?"
Not just Hilia and the others, even Rose showed some interest.
Hilia glanced at Rose, suppressing her urge to question him immediately, and first listened to what Benovia had to say.
"Although I don’t know what method they’ve used, the magic they cast is indeed a bit more powerful than conventional spells, and since their contestants are at Tier Three peak, maybe the spells they unleash have already reached Tier Four level."
"Originally, everyone thought they just researched spells and improved some common magics, but now it looks like their magical improvements are related to the Dragon Treasure. According to their explanation, this ’Dragon Language Magic’ was developed by referencing dragon spells and combining them with mage magic. On the basis of mage magic, they add ’dragon language’ chanting, thus boosting the spell’s power..."
"No matter if it’s attack, defense, or blessings, Dragon Language Magic increases power greatly. However, since we haven’t seen it firsthand yet, we’re still not sure how its strength compares to the combination skills we practice. All we can do now is analyze their spell usage habits and combat style by watching the matches and reviewing yesterday’s recordings..."
Benovia was extremely focused on this finalist team.
"Their team structure is one guy and four girls, and their relationships seem a bit ambiguous. There could be some bond-type magic connections involved. Their specific combat habits are as follows..."
Benovia went on explaining for a long time, until it was deep into the night.
Luckily, before the finals, there’s a whole day reserved for the third place match—they have plenty of time to study their opponents.
As for the individual competition, they can’t pay attention to it anymore.
Hilia even forgot to ask Rose about Dragon Language Magic because she was so focused on researching the opposing team for the finals.
Rose didn’t disturb her either—he just watched her and Benovia doing research, occasionally sending out a magic puppet for a walk to buy some things for Hilia as prep for their journey to the Land of the Far North after the match, or to help Phil clean up the leftover polluted divine power or whatever.
A while ago, when Hilia went to the tavern to eavesdrop on mercenaries bragging, she also asked the Mercenary Guild about the Land of the Far North, learning that the place is very mysterious—even if you go for sightseeing, it’s best not to venture too deep.
The Mercenary Guild’s receptionist even taught Hilia various first aid tips for snow and ice, like how to keep warm, how to make a fire, how to hunt, and so on.
As for what dangers await, even they don’t know—you have to go there yourself to find out.
And so, time gradually moved to the day of the finals.
As Team Divine One defeated the Elf Team, Hilia’s fan base seemed to grow again.
Just as she stepped inside, Hilia saw lots of spectators holding up banners supporting her.
As soon as she appeared, the audience erupted in a tidal wave of cheers.
The cheering put a lot of pressure on her.
And left her baffled.
"Wait, after all that, instead of losing hope, why do you guys like me even more?"
Rose chuckled, "Pride and holiness might inspire awe, but in the end, that’s just an untouchable illusion—the real you is hidden, blurry, unknowable. Your sarcastic outburst sure rattled your ’persona’, but it also let more people see your human side. With your cute appearance, your air of sweet tea and sharp tongue, people actually find you more adorable and relatable. That’s why they like you even more."
"What do you mean ’human side’?" Hilia protested irritably. "What else could I be if not human?"
"You’re an Evil God’s Follower."
"I... Evil God’s Followers can’t be human?!"
"Yes, yes, you are." Rose smiled.
Hilia snorted in annoyance. After heading backstage, she checked in with Blake, Ashburn and the rest, letting them know about the anti-sect happenings.
At this moment, both Blake and Ashburn were a bit battered, especially Ashburn, who was covered in dust, bruised and swollen, as Blake was using Healing Skill on him.
Beside them was Sathipheni, shaking her head and sighing.
Hilia was used to this by now—nothing out of the ordinary.
Ever since that time she passed on a true message from Blake to Ashburn, they’ve been like this frequently.
But after fighting, they still sit down and talk things out...
The girl honestly thought the two of them were a little ridiculous.
But she wasn’t interested.
After greeting them, she said, "Team finals—there’s been some anti-sect activity, but since we’ve always caught them before they can start something, this time it’s just a few misled citizens sneaking to the edge of the arena, planning to rush in and gross everyone out when the match ends and the transparent barrier goes down."
"Also, a few heretics sneaked in with weapons, planning to randomly kill people once the match starts. Their names are..."
Once she finished reporting, Blake immediately mocked, "Look at this—even at this stage, your screening is still so useless, you just let heretics stroll right in."
Ashburn growled, "That’s enough out of you! If it weren’t for that mysterious mage, Huijin City would never have dealt with that Sea Successor white whale so easily in the first place!"
Blake was unfazed, "Just a Tier Five demon, not much real damage. We were well-prepared, completely different from you as the acting chairman. You always say you’re prepared, but every time heretics get in. A sieve leaks less than you do."
Ashburn said angrily, "How could I know there’d be so many traitors? Sometimes I think the whole previous committee was just a nest of sect traitors."
Blake said, "Wouldn’t be surprised if Adrian was a traitor. After all, he spoke up for that weakling loser and tried to cancel Hilia’s tournament eligibility."
The "weakling loser" is the Tier Four mage Hilia beat up badly.
Ashburn shook his head, "No, that’s not it. Whether it’s Adrian or that other guy, they’re just dumb, not heretics."
They actually did a thorough investigation—checked everything possible, short of calling on the [Last Words] spell to summon their ancestors from the underworld for questioning.
The final verdict—
These two are just plain idiots, not heretics.
Seeing there was nothing else to discuss, Hilia bid them goodbye and went back to the prep area to join up with Benovia and the others.
It was only then that Hilia remembered she still hadn’t asked Rose about the Dragon Language Magic.
She finally raised the question. Rose smiled slightly and said, "A thousand years ago, Dragon Language Magic was a special combination skill that could only be used after signing a contract with a dragon. Using the unique language of dragons to communicate with elements, you could get special spell effects. The power was indeed greatly increased, but there was also a fatal weakness."
Hilia’s eyes brightened and she quickly asked, "What weakness?"
Rose didn’t answer, just smiled at her.
"Come on, O Mighty God! Please enlighten Hilia and send down a divine revelation~!"
Rose laughed out loud. "Alright, alright, put away that completely un-devout request of yours. Ever since I gave you that good dream, you’ve been less and less respectful to your god."
Hilia: Heehee.
"I feel like I should act more dignified so you respect me a little."
Hilia: Not heehee.
