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Ovior couldn’t agree more.

“Fine, she can take some companions with her. Ask Sebastian and Catherine to come here. As long as she is under Arthur’s protection, there shouldn’t be any problem.”

As Ironin went to find those two, Ovior was alone with Veronica.

“I’m sorry you were poisoned due to our lack of security,” he apologized.

“Don’t be. Thanks to this incident, I realized how much I love Arthur.”

“That’s good to know. And please do something about the Elves. I can’t handle them after you leave.”

“Okay.”

Veronica went back to her room and found Urulas and the other two elves with Catherine.

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They were packing their stuff and cleaning the mess while Catherine was keeping an eye on them.

“Are you ready to leave?” Veronica asked them.

Urulas replied, “We have nothing else to do here. Unless you have any command for us, we would like to leave this place.”

He seemed like he would be relieved if he could leave this place. Same for the rest of them.

“I thought this place was comfortable for you,” Veronica said.

Urulas stated, “This place reeks of the smell of magic. We feel uncomfortable around dark magic.”

He looked around the walls and continued, “This place has a cruel history. Many died and were betrayed here. The greed of the people here is toxic.”

He glanced at Veronica and said, “This place isn’t good for you. This place weakens your power. Maybe this is why you can’t heal quickly.”

“Is that so?” Veronica was surprised. “I’ve never thought about that. I can always clear the area with my divinity.”

After that, she raised her arm and then, her hand was illuminated with white light. Instantly, the whole room was purified.

Urulas took a deep breath. “It’s bearable. The air is lighter,” he commented.

“My power is stronger than before. I can feel it in my fingertips.” Veronica looked at her fingers. “The Blood of the Dragon, is it?”

“That’s right. It’s because of the flower that grew from the mixer of the blessed child and the dragon’s blood.”

“Blessed child?” Veronica was skeptical. “It can’t be me.”

“It has to be you because the flower is born once in a millennium.” Urulas opened a scroll and showed it to her. “This is the flower we fed you. I found it in the Rosemary Temple. I thought it belonged to you and so I brought it.”

Looking at the picture for some time, Veronica stated, “I swear I never saw it in the temple in my life. If I had ever seen such an exquisite flower, I would have remembered it.”

“As for dragon blood, I don’t think I have something like this in my body.”

“So, there are things that go past you. You must have drunk dragon blood when you were in the temple. That’s where the mighty dragon took its last breath. I’ve already found the grave.”

“Grave… you mean…”

Veronica recalled a small, dark cave where she found a dragon and there was a small-sized gold bowl filled with an odd smell and metallic taste.

She covered her mouth in disbelief. She couldn’t believe she drank dragon blood without knowing what it was.

She asked, “Is something supposed to happen to me if I drank the dragon’s blood? Oh wait, it doesn’t make any sense. Even if I drink the blood of the dragon, how did the flower come out?”

Urulas commented, “You must have hurt yourself after drinking the dragon’s blood and bled. The place where the blood fell, the flower grew there.”

Veronica tried to remember but it was a long time ago and she couldn’t properly remember if she was injured or not back then.

“But I bled countless times. Do you think the flower bloomed every time?”

Urulas was skeptical. “I… don’t know for sure. The times you bled in front of us, we didn’t notice anything. It could be a one-time thing.”

“What do you mean by you saw her bleeding before?” Catherine interrogated Urulas.

“He meant the time they helped me train,” Veronica quickly explained.

“They bled you to death to train you?” Catherine gave Urulas a murderous look.

Urulas: “…”

Catherine was even angrier when Urulas didn’t look like he regretted it a bit.

Veronica patted her friend’s back to calm her down.

“Cathy, don’t exaggerate. I didn’t bleed to death.”

“How could they do that to an innocent girl like you?” Catherine simply couldn’t forgive those “inhuman elves”.

“Of course they didn’t want me to bleed. I wanted to learn how to fight. That’s why they taught me. I’m so powerful now that I can protect you from bad guys now. Isn’t this wonderful?”

Catherine wasn’t impressed by Veronica’s words.

She said, “Shouldn’t you be powerful just because you drank the dragon’s blood like a vampire from the fairy tale? Why do you need to learn how to fight?”

Although her question was reasonable, Veronica didn’t know how to answer.

The question also came to her mind.

Why did nothing change after she drank the blood of the dragon?

Urulas was also wondering the same thing.

He probed, “Are you sure nothing changed after you drank…?”

“I’m pretty sure nothing changed. Whether it’s falling in love or becoming more courageous.”

Veronica shrugged.

While the room was in complete silence, someone knocked on the door and then entered the room.

It was Ironin.

“We need to leave,” he declared.

“Are you going somewhere?” Urulas asked Veronica.

“Yes,” Veronica nodded. “I want to meet my husband.”

Urulas slightly frowned. “Be careful on the way.”

“We will be teleporting. Nothing to worry about.” Veronica looked at her friend. “Cathy, do you want to join us?”

Catherine thought about it. “If Ovior is okay with it, why not? At least I can help the injured wizards.”

Eventually, Ovior didn’t have a problem with it.

He created a circle on the floor of his room and drew some symbols inside.

Afterward, he asked Veronica, Ironin, Sebastian and Catherine to enter inside the circle.

As they did, Ovior used his long staff to grow light and murmured something.

The circle brightened and illuminated a strong light.

Veronica and the rest shut their eyes as they couldn’t stand the light.

Before they knew it, they appeared in a completely different place.

Veronica opened her eyes and looked around. She gaped.

Catherine spoke first, “Aren’t we supposed to be in the desert? Where are we now?”

“This is…”