Arterion had finally stumbled upon a question he had never thought to ask before.
For nearly a thousand years, he had believed in the return of the Adversary and waited. Yet, in all those centuries, he had never once sensed the Adversaryâs presence.
At some point, the thought had suddenly emerged in his mind, and he became certain of it.
âThatâs why I...â
He had used all his power to kill the Adversary. He bred monsters, drove them mad, and sent them forth relentlessly.
âWhy...â
âI must know the reason. What has happened to my body and mind?â
The powerful mental fortitude of a dragon sought to unravel the phenomenon.
At that moment, Arterionâs consciousness was engulfed in black mist.
His questions vanished in an instant, and drowsiness crept over him once more.
âYes, because of the geas... the Adversaryâs power binds me... Itâs only natural that I sense that power...â
He rationalized it that way. Yet, doubt crept back into his mind.
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