Chapter 193: Myrel (II)
"I still prefer Berry," I spoke, taking a few steps away from him.
"I see…" Olivo looked at me curiously. "Are you sure you are alright?"
"Yes, father," I spoke in a tone that was me but not. It was strange to finally be connected to my true self again.
"Father….It's been a while since I heard you speak in such a manner….it almost brings
nostalgia."
"In a sense, my memory is back."
"Really?"
"Yes." I nodded. "I remember, mother. It's been too long…."
"Yes…" The atmosphere was slightly dreary.
"What caused the sudden recollection?"
I took a moment to think back. "Talking about mother and standing here with you."
"But we have talked about her like any other time."
"True, but there was something more that started the link," I replied. "It's what you said after."
"That is quite interesting…." Olivio spoke. "I am glad that you are fully back."
I grinned. "As always, you haven't changed."
Olivio shrugged his shoulders; a small smile escaped from his lips as he looked away, a bit embarrassed. I could see that the tip of his ear and his neck were slightly turning red.
"Well, are you ready to stir up some trouble?" I asked; the dragon in me was excited to go out and create some chaos.
"Absolutely," Olivio replied back with a shake of his head.
We both nodded. Olivio started first as he leaned over and fell. He shifted in midair, turning into a majestic gold dragon with speckled patterns of black accents. The sun touched his gold scale-like diamonds shining in the sky.
The first word that came out of my lips was "beautiful." The gem-like quality of his scales was awe-inspiring.
I followed right behind him, jumping off the ledge and transforming rapidly into my dragon form. The start difference of pure white, flying next to the gold dragon. It was a sight to behold.
Many people gawked as we flew above them, casting shadows below us. To see the second dragon in the city was rare, especially of such brilliant color. Many wondered who it was, pointing and shouting at the blessing they were gifted with.
We flew side-by-side, heading toward the direction where the army had left a few days ago.
The environment changed underneath us from heavy forest and fogs to open plains that stretched for miles upon miles.
We traveled day and night, taking breaks wherever we could. Chatting together in the sky, talking about the old memories of the past.
It was one of the best experiences I had had in a long time, which I was glad for. Of course, I wanted it to last even longer, maybe even fly a bit further, but that wasn't so.
Eventually, I could smell the salty and fresh air of the ocean waters. It was revitalizing as I also saw the wash of auric blue heavily surrounding the port city.
It was quite a mesmerizing sight.
"Beautiful, isn't it," Olivio spoke.
"Yes." I nodded. I couldn't get enough of the fresh air, the beautiful scenery of buildings that completely contrasted against the city that I had come from, where modern technology had completely taken over the whole city.
The ancient and pleasant mix between modern and olden times was present. It was quite beautiful as the lush nature seemed to mix in with the buildings, pleasantly that it looked straight out of a fairy tale story.
Even the middle of the city was a large majestic clock tower that stood proudly. Many markets of different colors and street vendors were present as the streets were busy with people. They looked up when a large shadow passed overhead.
Some pointed and shouted; others gazed up in awe.
All around the market square spread out in a circle, dividing into five different districts: commercial, private homes, mansions, slums mixed with the port, and the fifth the government building.
The port was the largest that took over the whole west side. A large number of ships were present. I was impressed by the many ships present, each bigger than the one next.
"Welcome to Portebell City." Olivio said, "The city that still to this day speaks five different languages: human, divine, elven, beast, and dwarven."
"That is quite a lot of languages." I spoke, I barely even know two, and almost all of most of the citizens in Portebell City."
We started our slow descent downwards towards a large open space near the port.
People started to scatter, moving away as we landed. My wings started to beat harder to push away the dust and dirt, even causing some residents to stumble backward and fall down.
I landed with much grace.
Olivio didn't change and kept in his dragon form.
I was just about to ask why when he turned his gaze at me. He shook his head once, telling me not to change.
Opening and closed my mouth, trying to speak. He knew what I wanted to ask.
"It's normal here, don't hide who you are," Olivio spoke.
"I'm not," I replied back; there was no reason why I would want to hide. I wasn't the type to.
"Seeing a dragon in this port city symbolizes good luck."
"Oh, is that why there are so many people coming around and trying to touch me?" I had to wave a few people away, trying not to get completely swamped by them.
"Yes, and no." Olivio said, "You came with me."
"And that means?" I looked towards him, cocking my head to the right.
"I'm the guardian of this city. Not many dragons come here, and they remember you."
"They do?" I couldn't help but question him.
"Yes, you came here with me when you were a baby."
"I don't remember that."
Olivia chuckled. "You were asleep in my hands when we arrived.
I was contemplating what he had said.
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