Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Despite meeting such a stranger, and the feeling of danger that overwhelmed him, Arthur didn't retreat or show any signs of nervousness, while flying towards the portal, finally landing ten meters away from the man.

"Can you step aside please?" Arthur asked, as if he didn't care at all with the presence of such a man.

"What do you intend to do?" the man asked, in a tone that wasn't rushed or slow; a very confident parenting tone, like he was a parent speaking with his child.

Arthur didn't feel any speck of doubt or nervousness from this man!

"Why do you ask?" he said, trying to act collected in front of the man.

"I'm Olor, the leader of the Dorfis clan. According to your world terms, I'm the clan head of the Dorfis clan."

"And so what?"

"It's my clan that you keep killing and ruining its belongings, like what you did here, like what you plan to do."

Arthur smiled, trying to give himself the confidence in dealing with such an old fox. "You seem quite confident about my plans," he said, in a mocking tone.

But the man wasn't offended by it, or he might be but he controlled himself so well. "I know you want to seal the portal, cutting our path from here before taking off all the slaves we had paid so much price and blood to gather," Olor said.

Arthur knew he was wrong, but he didn't correct him. "This lies in my best interest. After all it was you who stood in my way all the time," he said.

"It's you who came invading this world; our world, in the first place!"

"Just like you did thousands of years ago; it's karma."

"What's Karma?" Olor asked, as this term was alien to his words. Arthur had to admit, this man had supreme control over his emotions, and he was a sly person.

Even when he tried to attack him, fighting word for word, the man gave himself a breakthrough by using this simple question. "None of your business," Arthur tried to be rude, as he didn't like speaking with Olor.

"About business," however Olor didn't give him the chance to continue his long row of rude words, "I came here offering a business deal for you," he added, with a smile that gave Arthur an eerie feeling.

"A business deal?" Arthur faked surprise, and he truly was! He never thought his enemies would come, in the person of their leader, and offer him a truce!

"I know you came here as part of that annoying academy admission test. so I can offer you a peaceful solution, you keep the areas under your reign, and we won't come to touch you or harass you. Besides, we can give you one hundred thousand warriors, with their families as well, so you can be sure not to be bored during your stay here."

Arthur's eyes shone with cold light; this man was trying to fool him! he knew from his system that the major clans were preparing to attack him, asking the Dorfis clan to come and stop his advance.

And strangely, and admiringly enough this deal was serving the Dorfis clan side and the great clans side as well.

With only Arthur coming out as the lone loser! If he agreed, then he would stop advancing, making the Dorfis clan achieve what it was asked of her. As for the great clans, they would amass a huge army in months, come to stamp over Arthur and his meager power.

Arthur read all that, and despite his anger, he had to admit that his enemy was really a cunning bastard!

"Can you give me time to consider?" he said, faking interest about the deal.

"Sure, but how long do you need?" Olor asked.

"Gimme a day," Arthur said, while glancing over the portal as he added, "but to be safe I will ask you to return to your headquarter, and I will seal the portal later on," he added, making Olor glance at him for a silent period before asking:

"If you are going to do that, how come we know your reply?"

"Don't worry," Arthur smiled, before adding, "I have a way to make you know about my response," he added.

Olor stayed there watching Arthur, as Arthur stayed there watching him. the two had glanced for minutes to each other, before Olor said:

"I can leave someone I trust here with you then, what do you say?"

"Nah, I don't like to be watched, even if we have a deal this request of yours will be rejected."

Arthur tried to play over the tone of his acceptance of the offer of Olor, making the old man hesitant. He didn't know how Arthur intended to send his reply to them, but he also didn't want to directly clash and turn him instantly into a direct enemy.

An enemy they had a great deal of trouble with so far!

"Agreed," Olor said, before adding, "but just one day, if we didn't get the response by then, then say goodbye to your dear beloved city!"

Arthur didn't care about the empty threats of Olor, as if they really had the power to do that, Olor wouldn't come here and bargain with him. Arthur wanted to sneer, laugh, reprimand this sly fox, but he controlled himself quite well, totally hiding all these under the veil of a warm smile on his face.

"Don't worry, the reply will come once I make up my mind about it."

Olor gave him a long glance before sighing, muttering something about the dragonairs and their cursed fate, before turning and disappearing inside the portal.

Once departed, Arthur's face changed dramatically showing his seriousness; this wasn't an easy meeting at all! He knew his foe was much stronger than himself, making him realize how small and weak in this world he was.

"System, how can I raise my strength?" he asked, as the only way he knew of was to follow the steps of the dragonairs. Meeting that venerable master again would be quite risky, especially when it took him days to finish a few minutes stay in that mysterious realm.

"Ding! Away from your dragonair path, there is none!"