Chapter 89: Legendary Artifacts (I)
(Berry's view)
Who knew that sleeping in the pile of gold would be so effective in controlling my raging emotions. The soft tinkling sound of the metal running over each other, creating a lullaby to my ears. Even being smothered by gold and hiding underneath made me comfortable as I lay hidden beneath. Only my eyes lazily blinked slowly open as I took insight before me. Breathing underneath the gold is impossible; the circulation of air is low, making it very difficult for me, so my snout poke out of the gold.
I stayed underneath for a while. My mind was finally settling down from the hectic spiral of the unwanted noise of my thoughts. It wasn't until now that my emotions were finally in check.
Why did that man affect me so much? It just didn't make any sense at all. I was just Vera Lee on Earth, and now I am Berry in Torren. There wasn't much of a difference, or was there something more? Was this really my body? Was I really who Elcro said I was, Myrin Drakel?
"Myrin Drakel."
The name echoed in my mind, and the words slipped out from the mouth like it was some kind of foreign element. My tongue unconsciously flickered like a snake before it disappeared back in my mouth.
"Myrin Drakel." Once again, I said it out loud. This time with much more strength as I felt a shiver run down my spine.
"Myrin Drakel!" My voice boomed. I could feel my pit stirring like a raging storm making me uncomfortable.
"I am Berry Drakel!" I stood up, and the coins trickled down my side. "Why am I so caught up in a name? What he said is not true, right? What is this uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach? Am I not Vera Lee, the human in the past? Did I really reborn or just get transferred to another world to inhabit someone's body? What is going on? I wanted some answers." My fist pounded onto the ground as gold splashed all around me. The tinkling sound of gold helped me calm down. I just didn't know where this burst of anger was coming from.
It was so alien that I did not fully understand if it was the dragon or me? Am I not Vera Lee? Am I not Berry Drakel? Or was I playing someone else this whole time, but didn't know who I was in the beginning?
"Bah!" My hands swiped across the piles of gold as the gold flew all over the place. What was I even worried about? I am Berry Drakel, a human that turned into a dragon. Right?
Why am I second-guessing myself? There shouldn't be much change, nor would it matter...
Right? I stuffed such a thought away. There was no change in my status menu, right? I quickly pulled up my information in my mind just to make sure nothing has changed.
Name: Berry Drakel
Title: Greedy Gaming Dragon
Race: Dragon
Blessings: Blessing of the Ancient Dragon, Double Trouble, Great Sage, Curse of the Dragons
Abilities: Transform, Magic absorption, Metal Manipulator. Ice (Ice Claw, Ice Armor, Ice Bullet) and Fire Magic (Fireball), Coder
Only in Torren: Blessing of Adventurers.
Only in Earth: Magical Spirit Management,
See, nothing has changed. Not even my name, so I don't know what Elecro was even talking about. Let's not think too much about this whole ordeal.
"I am Berry Drakel," I growled. There was no change in that. Finally, with my resolution made, I took a step out of the pile of gold and started to head towards the exit.
My stomach rumbled, telling me that I needed to eat. I wasn't sure how long I kept myself stuck in this room. My foot brushed against the mountain of gold, causing a small avalanche. Even my tail swept through, making it rain more gold to the side.
Ah~ I love the sound of gold, I could even taste the sweet apple in my mouth. Scooping up about five, I threw it in the air and snapped it up without allowing a single one to drop onto the ground.
A burst of sweet taste spread out throughout my mouth as the apple flavor washed through, dulling out the other senses. A swish of my tongues rolled the liquidated metal, and I took a gulp.
My hunger for gold abated, I continue to walk forward. The door slowly opened, letting a burst of air come through. A sweet and delicious aroma of food tickled my nose, making my stomach rumble. In front of me was Coco, Tart, and Moca standing on the side waiting for me.
Tart pushes in a cart while Moca spreads out a foldable chair and table inside the room. They quickly got the food ready for me to eat. I shrunk in size and into my human form.
"Young mistress. I was worried about you. You haven't come out for three days," said Coco. She anxiously glanced towards me, wondering what my mood would be like today.
"I didn't?" I thought only an hour or two had passed, but apparently, I was wrong.
"No young mistress, there is a slight difference in time in this room than outside."
"I didn't know that." This was something to think about the next time I rolled around in gold. I wasn't sure if I wanted my life to fast forward so quickly without me noticing.
"We have been waiting for your call. When we heard you calling for us, we hurried to prepare for your meal." She gracefully bowed.
"I called you? I'm sure I didn't." I was confused about what she was saying. Moca pulled back the chair for me to sit, and I sat down. He spread out the silverware and napkin onto my lap and started serving it in front of me.
"Yes, young mistress. This is your castle. Whenever you are hungry or in need. We always come to serve you."
Such a fantastic function, I couldn't help but be in awe. This was why they were coming to me so quickly without me, even calling them every time.
"Did you guys eat?"
"Yes, young mistress." Coco nodded. She was getting good at eating first, so she wouldn't always eat with me at the same table. I knew she didn't like to sit at the same table as me, thinking that it wasn't proper. One day, I'll get her out of that mindset. All three of them were my family, and I felt lonely at times eating by myself.
"That's good to hear, though, please dine with me next time. It gets lonely eating by myself."
"B-b-but, young mistress."
"Please."
"As you wish." Coco bowed. I could see Moca's lips curling up into a gentle smile as he watched me.
"Berry?" Phil called out from the front of the door. He stepped in and stared inside the room with a gaping mouth.
"Come in," I replied.
Phil walked in completely stunned. "Woah…"
"Woah, is right." Don followed from behind, and the magical door shut closed, leaving all of us inside.
"I never thought there was such a room." Phil was having a bit of a difficult time absorbing all this in.
"Me neither. Our little dragon is filthy rich. I don't understand why she would even need to go out and work with all this gold here." Don spoke.
"I don't either. She is definitely the epitome of greed."
"No, I'm not." Hearing the word greed stung my heart. "It's dragon nature to hoard gold and eat it for dessert." I picked up my utensil and started to eat the roasted chicken.
"Nobody in the world has this much gold, Berry." Phil sighed, and he continued to make his way towards my table. "You really surprise me every day. What else do you have, hiding in this castle? Wait, there's no point in asking."
Don ran forward with a smile on his face. He jumped into the pile of gold in front of him. "I'm rich! I'm rich!" He manically laughed.
The food that was going in my mouth halted, and I frowned. What does he mean he's rich? That is my precious dessert.
"Don't look at me like that." Don pushed himself up. "I'm not going to steal for real. I just wanted to try that out and see what it felt like. I don't suggest anyone to jump in. It actually hurts, you know. I think I got a couple of bruises all over my butt and my arm." He rubbed the side of his arms.
My friends were weird.
The food that was halted in mid-air was once again headed straight into my mouth. I took a bite and enjoyed the exquisite taste of the food that Tart has prepared. He truly was a first-class chef.
"How is it, young mistress?" Tart asked nervously. He was glancing at her, worried that she might not like the food that he had created.
"Delicious as always." I happily ate.
Don got up and started to climb up on the mounds of gold. He picked around and found large jewels that were the size of a soccer ball. "This is insane."
"What is?" Phil turned towards Don, wondering what he was holding.
"This." Don held it up towards him. "This is worth more than gold. You are the luckiest dragon in the whole continent!"
"I'm not so sure if I could eat that. I haven't tried yet." I spoke, catching both of them off guard in what I said.
"Eat this? Are you kidding me? Do you know how much this thing would cost? You could get a butt load of gold just to exchange this. What's even better, this could even fund my whole project."
"I'm not sure that it would be a good idea to sell that crystal on the market," Phil spoke. "They're going to ask questions, nor do I expect the kingdom to even have enough gold to trade it. It's worth a lot more trouble than you think."
Don's face scrunched up with disappointment. "Fine." He dropped it in front of him, and it clattered against the gold. Something else caught his attention. A silver hilt poked out from the mountain of gold, he reached over and pulled it out.
"Is that?" Phil was stuck with no words. "It is..."
Weekly Power Status
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