85. All Talent in Good Looks
“But why do I keep dreaming about the Primal Dragon King? And not just once, but multiple times.”
Leon pondered for a moment and asked, “When did you start having these dreams?”
He could almost guess the answer but wanted to confirm.
Noia replied without hesitation, “After returning from the Extreme North Land.”
The father and daughter exchanged glances, and after laying out all the clues, the answer floated to the surface.
Noia’s recent unusual behavior was connected to the ruins beneath the ice in the Extreme North Land.
In fact, right after they returned home, Leon and Roswiser immediately summoned the best physician in the family to check on Noia.
The examination results were normal. Aside from a minor injury to her right hand, everything else seemed fine.
However, just because there appeared to be no issues after stepping into the ruins of their Ancestor didn’t mean there weren’t any.
Leon took this very seriously.
If something happened to his precious daughter, he’d take down Old Constantine first and smash the ruins second.
While others were all about giving lectures after the fact, General Leon was more like a warrior who would pin you down and lecture you after.
Of course, the priority now was to resolve Noia’s issue.
“From what you described, you interrupted the process when Constantine was absorbing power, and during that process, your magic clashed with the Primal Power, creating an explosion that stopped Constantine. Am I correct?”
Noia nodded.
Leon analyzed, “It’s possible that you accidentally absorbed some of the Primal Power at that moment, and since you can’t tap into it, over time, certain ‘substances’ within that power might have started to influence your dreams.”
Noia blinked, hearing this for the first time, her curiosity piqued.
“Substances within the power?”
“Yes. It’s hard to define exactly what that substance is. Some scholars believe it’s the soul after a biological entity dies, while others say it’s fragments of memories from the deceased.”
Leon explained, “There are many theories surrounding it. But what we can be sure of is that the magic we use—”
As he spoke, Leon slowly raised his hand, and a flash of blue electricity danced in his palm. “Does indeed inherit certain things. If a person’s physical body perishes at d*ath, but their power and ‘substances’ are preserved in some form during that process, then we can use specific magic to revive it.”
However, in any race, resurrection was a forbidden magic and a deeply obscure theory. Leon just simplified his explanation.
In the past, Leon had only read about such magic in books and had never witnessed it with his own eyes.
That all changed when the Empire resurrected Constantine (twice) with zero shame, opening his eyes to reality.
Constantine was left with just a head, and the power contained within it was minuscule. Yet, after resurrection, he was alive and kicking, not to mention the massive amount of power left behind by the Primal Dragon King in those ruins.
Noia, deep in thought, tried to keep up with her dad’s train of thought,
“So, dad, you mean I have some Primal Power in me right now that I can’t use, and the ‘substance’ that Noah left behind in that power is affecting me, right?”
Leon nodded, “In theory, if you can release the residual Primal Power within you, you shouldn’t have those dreams anymore, and your physical issues will gradually improve.”
Noia blinked in disbelief, shrugging her hands, “But I can’t use the Primal Power at all, Dad! I’ve never learned how to!”
For someone who had never encountered something, even the smartest genius was helpless.
But Leon remained calm,
“Even if you can’t, someone can!”
“Eh?”
…
“Why are you two laughing so weirdly?”
In the Holy Temple hall, Roswiser sat on the throne with a pen in hand, turning her head to look at Leon and Noia.
The old man had the little one cradled in his arms, grinning like a cat that got the cream.
“Darling~”
“Mommy~”
“Spit it out if you’ve got something; I’m busy.”
As her daughter grew older, she became more and more like her father in every way.
Combat style, types of magic, code of conduct—all increasingly similar.
Even this mischievous grin seemed to be on the brink of becoming a trait.
Sweetheart, you can learn anything, but don’t pick up that carefree attitude!
There was no time to reminisce about her previous cool, aloof form; the cheerful Noia was back in action.
However, to be fair, Leon had once stumbled into a future twenty years down the line, where Noia, due to a childhood without his company, had become gloomy and withdrawn.
Roswiser certainly didn’t want to see her daughter like that.
So seeing her eldest daughter becoming more cheerful and lively was a relief to Roswiser.
Back to business.
The two must have come to her for an important matter.
Leon quickly summarized Noia’s situation and the recent analysis and guesses they just made.
After hearing everything, Roswiser also became serious.
“Teaching Noia to guide the Primal Power? No problem. Noia, when do you think you can start?”
“Whenever you finish, Mom.”
Roswiser put down her pen and stood up. “I’m done! Let’s go to the training ground!”
Leon & the Princess: ?
“Didn’t you just say you were busy?”
“The world is big, but my daughter is bigger. Let’s go, time to practice in the backyard.”
The workaholic was crushed by her daughter’s love. Who would have thought she’d dream of such a thing!
Ten minutes later, the three of them arrived at the training ground behind the Holy Temple.
“As long as we can get Noia to release the power she accidentally absorbed, her dreams won’t be affected, and her body will improve, right?” Roswiser asked.
Leon nodded, “How long do you think it’ll take to teach Noia the most basic way to use Primal Power?”
He remembered that it took Roswiser a long time to learn how to condense and use the Primal Power, and she put in a ton of effort.
Even with Noia’s incredible talent, she probably wouldn’t grasp it in less than ten days to two weeks.
Roswiser thought for a moment and replied,
“If we go through regular learning, it’ll take quite a bit of time. But if you say this power is affecting Noia’s health, then we can’t afford to wait too long. So I think… perhaps I can directly guide the Primal Power out of Noia’s body, and the final effect should be the same.”
Roswiser had a point.
After just half a month, Noia had already shown significant discomfort.
If they wasted more time practicing how to use the Primal Power, attempting new exercises with a tired body would just wear her out even more.
So Roswiser’s suggestion was indeed the best choice.
“Then let’s do it your way.”
“Great, come here, Noia, sit down.”
Noia nodded and obediently did as told.
The mother and daughter sat down on the ground facing each other.
“Put your hands out and place them on my hands.”
“Yes, mommy.”
Noia extended her little hand onto Roswiser’s soft palm.
Roswiser gently held her daughter’s hand and comforted, “Don’t be nervous, Noia, just relax.”
“Okay.”
“Now close your eyes and slowly draw upon the magic in your body.”
Noia complied without hesitation.
She was already quite proficient in controlling magic.
Soon, blue sparks began to flicker around Noia.
“Very good, now try to feel the anomaly mixed in with your original power.”
Noia furrowed her brow slightly, “Anomaly?…”
“Yes. Your body’s source power is pure to you, but the Primal Power is different; it’s like a drop of ink falling into water, which taints every magic circuit. Just feel carefully, and you’ll surely find it.”
Having practiced Primal Power for so long, Roswiser had already summarized some effective experiences.
“Alright, I’ll try.”
Following Roswiser’s instructions, Noia calmed her mind to seek that Primal Power within her.
During this process, Roswiser also used her own Primal Power to follow Noia.
The moment Noia touched that foreign power, Roswiser would immediately pull it out.
Before long, Noia’s little face showed a ripple of expression,
“I think I sensed the Primal Power, Mommy.”
“Good, leave the rest to mommy.”
As soon as she said that, Roswiser immediately ‘captured’ the Primal Power that Noia found and slowly started drawing it out of Noia’s magic circuits.
This step was crucial; it had to be steady and slow, or it could hurt Noia.
Just as Roswiser was about to move all the Primal Power out, she suddenly sensed an invisible force tugging and contesting with her.
“What is… happening?” Roswiser murmured to herself.
Nearby, the ‘guardian’ Leon sensed something amiss and hurried over to ask, “What’s wrong?”
“It seems something is trying to stop me from drawing out the Primal Power from Noia.”
“Do you need my help?”
Roswiser shook her head, “No, that pulling force isn’t strong; it’s very weak, I can handle it myself.”
“Alright, if anything seems off, I’ll immediately sever your connection to that power,” Leon replied.
“Mhm.”
Roswiser continued to focus on tugging the Primal Power from inside Noia.
As she said, the ‘thing’ obstructing her was indeed weak and couldn’t compete with her.
Soon, she managed to guide all the Primal Power out from Noia.
The pair breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Noia leaned back on the soft grass, and she felt much better, her slight headache also easing up.
Roswiser looked at the white energy ball in her hands, “So this is the Primal Power that accidentally surged into Noia’s body in the ruins…”
Leon squatted beside her, “Compared to Constantine’s, this doesn’t seem like a lot.”
Roswiser elbowed him, “Can you compare it to an ordinary person?”
Leon chuckled and then walked over to hug Noia, “Feeling better?”
Noia nodded, “Much better.”
Then she looked at Roswiser, “Thank you, Mommy!”
Roswiser stood up and playfully pinched her daughter’s cheek, “I’m just glad you’re okay. Let’s have the maids make extra food tonight to replenish your health.”
“Sure!”
…
At midnight, in the sisters’ room, Moon had just finished cradling Little Light and planned to turn around to hug Noia.
This time, she finally managed to get hold of her sister.
The little dragon girl, still dreaming, smiled and buried her face against Noia’s neck.
But Noia, being used as a living pillow, was wide-eyed staring at the ceiling.
She raised her hands to push Moon away.
The next second, Moon hugged her again;
push away,
hug again;
push away,
hug again.
Noia surrendered.
“d*mn little rascal, as the daughter of the Dragon King, how can you have such an uncouth sleeping posture? You’re embarrassing the royal family!”
“But you do look quite cute. Could it be that my dragon lineage optimized on appearances?”
The former king stared at the ceiling, pondering how the dragon race he had saved millennia ago ended up like this today.
It wasn’t necessarily bad.
Just… unexpected.
“Ugh, looks like I can’t use this little rascal’s body to re-condense Primal Power anymore. That silver dragon named Roswiser is genuinely impressive; she mastered my power at such a young age.”
“And her husband… Leon Casmod, he’s also quite a troublesome fellow. If I ended up hurting this little rascal’s body, he wouldn’t let me off easy.”
“Ha… if only I still had my body and power from back in the day, I wouldn’t be scared of those two.”
“Alas… sigh.”
With another sigh, the former king began to contemplate how to restore himself without being noticed.
After thinking it over, she couldn’t come up with any good plan.
Meanwhile, the little rascal finally twisted around, snuggling up to another pink-haired little one.
Good, the former king relaxed.
She gently lifted the blanket, bare-footed, and headed to the bathroom.
Looking at her reflection as a young dragon in the mirror, Noia’s thoughts shifted, feeling conflicted; she finally decided,
“I guess… it’s time to lay my cards on the table with you, little rascal.”
