Chapter 31: Dragon’s Sacred Realm (Ch 31)

Shirataki circled in the night sky.

He did not descend because he did not want to destroy the small houses below that were like building blocks; nor did he make any sound because he had no intention of disturbing the sweet dreams of those humans who had worked hard all day.

“Good evening~”

After a while, Altria, who had finally finished her business, walked out of the cabin.

She raised her head and looked at the baby dragon in front of her with a happy expression. She hadn’t seen it for a long time… No, now it can no longer be called a baby dragon. It has become a majestic behemoth, a true god.

But in Altria’s heart, it was undoubtedly the baby dragon that once jumped out of the stone and held two rabbits in its mouth to share with her.

“You mean, let me go with you? Where to?”

Altria looked in confusion at the direction of Shirataki’s finger – that was his back, with two blurry figures sitting on his back.

One of them was someone Altria recognized. She was the girl who had been rescued by Shirataki before and later accepted as his subordinate… But who was the woman sitting next to that girl, who seemed to be unconscious?

“Why?”

Altria pressed her right hand against her chest, somewhat confused.

“Just seeing her… your heart is beating so fast?”

…

Shirataki, who received Altria, continued to fly forward.

His flying speed was such that he had already crossed thousands of mountains and rivers in just a few minutes, and arrived at a place that Altria was once very familiar with, but now felt very strange to her.

“Is this… that valley?”

Passing through the familiar crevice, Artoria looked at the scene in front of her with some suspicion:

In the night that should have been pitch black, there seemed to be countless fireflies emitting faint light floating. When Altria got closer, she found that these were actually elves that could glow. They were floating freely in this valley that should have been very narrow but now seemed vast and boundless, lighting up every place shrouded in the night.

The Dragon Temple, which was built by the young dragon and the statues she carved herself, emitted a pure white fluorescence at night. It stood there, and together with the elves around it, it formed the moon and stars on the earth, making people feel as if they were in the Milky Way.

“Well, this is that valley.”

“I just rebuilt it temporarily.”

Shirataki landed on the grass – even though he tried to be gentle, the wind from his landing still inevitably blew up a group of elves. They cheered and quickly scattered in all directions, as brilliant as fireworks that suddenly exploded.

“I see. Is this your holy land?”

After a brief moment of surprise, Altria gradually understood what was going on.

The sanctuary – can also be understood as a semi-secret realm, a place that is connected to the real world but independent of the real world.

There are many legends about holy places in Britain: for example, Cuchulainn, the most famous Celtic hero, once learned various combat skills in the holy place called the Kingdom of Shadows and eventually became famous throughout the world; for example, Ossian, the legendary Irish hero, once mistakenly entered the holy place of Poseidon, and he eventually married the daughter of Poseidon and spent a short period of happy time there – but when he left the fairy island, he found that three hundred years had passed in the outside world.

This is why Merlin said before that “It is a very dangerous thing to rashly enter the realm of a god.”

“Will it not be possible that by the time I get out, three hundred years have passed in the outside world?”

Altria asked, and then quickly answered her own question.

“But it doesn’t seem so bad to just go back three hundred years… Then I won’t be the last emperor, but the true ruler of the revival, right?”

Shirataki glanced at her – he found that being a king seemed to have some advantages. At least now Dai Mao had learned to take the initiative to liven up the atmosphere.

“It’s actually not difficult for you to become the leader of Zhongxing now.”

“You just have to kill her yourself.”

…

Morgan fell off Shirataki’s back.

She fell on the soft grass and was not injured – but mud and grass clippings inevitably stained her entire body, making her face, which was already slightly pale from exerting too much force, look even more disheveled.

Altria looked at the woman in front of her with curiosity – but then, suddenly realizing something, her gaze instantly became solemn.

“She is…mother?”

“…”

Well, it’s really not her fault that she misunderstood.

After all, the magician had never mentioned anything about King Uther or the Pendragon family to her. She had no idea that she actually had a half-sister, let alone that this sister was a dozen years older than her. In this era of early marriage and early childbearing, suddenly seeing a face that was 99% similar to hers, but much more mature, would subconsciously remind her of her mother.

“…”

After hearing this somewhat confusing name, Morgan was also stunned.

Clearly, she was looking at the girl in front of her with a very cold gaze just now – Morgan could guess Altria’s true identity just by looking at that face that seemed to be looking in a mirror, without anyone explaining it to him.

“Damn illegitimate daughter! Despicable throne thief! In order to obtain the throne, she disregarded the hatred of the country and family and chose to join forces with the White Dragon King!”

“Father was blind to choose her as king!”

Morgan became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. His nails were already digging into his palms. He wanted to clean up the mess immediately and kill this shameful “traitor”.

But for some reason, when the word “Mom” came out of Altria’s mouth, all the resentment in her heart suddenly disappeared.

“What an…idiot!”

She looked at the girl in front of her with clear eyes and an expression of both expectation and conflict, and cursed with some disgust.

She was actually scolding herself.

She once again looked at the little girl in front of her – she was of the noblest blood, but she was only 5 feet tall. Her breasts were flat, with no signs of development at all. Apart from her slender limbs, she looked no different from a boy.

Morgan had reason to suspect that her sister might not have ever had a full meal.

“Why would I bother with an illegitimate girl who has never even met her own mother?”