Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

"Ding! He has a seed of a portal, and he claims this to be the legendary mirror of ancient times; able to connect two minds briefly at the same time."

"Does Olor want to speak to me? interesting," Arthur muttered, before glancing over the battlefield around him. He had no other option there, and when his eyes fell over Olor, he noticed that Olor was glancing at him; calm and much collected than ever.

"Alright, I should enter my garden then."

"Ding! I will protect you here, so don't worry."

"I depend on you," Arthur then stopped in midair, where his wings kept flapping slowly, keeping his body suspended midair, while he closed his eyes and delved deeply inside the garden.

The garden was filled with explosions everywhere, while the entire world rumbled every now and then under the constant fight between the light of the garden and the darkness of the dark forests.

Arthur found himself appearing inside the central garden, the base where everything started. There he found many warriors sitting on the ground, being purified by the light energy of the garden.

All were sitting closed eyes, all except one.

"You are the one Olor sent?" Arthur asked, and that warrior was startled to see Arthur in his ethereal state, before hurrying to kneel on the ground as he said:

"Apologies master, this was a message my previous master told me to deliver."

"Master?" Arthur asked without much understanding.

"Sure, since I was taken here, all my dark binding curses were crushed by the light, while a sound told us that I'm now one of your subjects."

"Sure, sure, now tell me the message," Arthur nodded as if he was already aware of this. He knew this would be a little trick his system pulled, and he was very grateful for it.

"My previous master wished to make a peace treaty with the master. He gave me this seed and asked me to deliver it to you."

Arthur glanced silently towards the bean shaped dark green seed without moving an inch. "It's really safe. Planting it will result in a small plant with a mirror connecting it to another plant like it; the one that seed came from. So, you can talk directly with Olor."

The man hurried to explain when he sensed the doubtful looks of Arthur. "Great, plant it here then," Arthur pointed to an empty place as he instructed.

"Well," the man hesitated, and this time the system was the one to clear all the doubts for him.

"Ding! This is a safe seed, don't worry. Just take and plant it, as whoever plants it will be the owner of this seed, and the plant will be only visible and used by him alone."

"Aha, I see," Arthur extended his hand as he said with a soft smile, "was just testing you. Here, give it to me."

The man was confused, but he didn't delay to deliver the seed to Arthur. The next thing happened was that the seed was planted in the dirt of the garden; a place rich with nutrients and brimming with pure and majestic light energy.

"Rumble!"

So it wasn't an exaggeration to say planting it here changed it, making it transform from a seed to produce a small plant with a single mirror, to a huge and towering tree that erupted in mere minutes, growing without an end for quite a while, before it finally stopped.

"Wow, I never thought Olor would be this generous!" Arthur chuckled, as the tree that appeared in his garden wasn't any less majestic and grandiose than any pillar in it.

It was filled with strange broad leaves, many flowers, and a large number of seeds.

And above all, the trunk was made entirely of a glass-like material, which seemed transparent at some places, semi-transparent at others, and reflective like mirrors at certain spots.

"What should I do now?" Arthur just asked this, and the next moment he noticed a branch of this huge tree moving down, carrying a small box-like mirror.

Just as the branch reached him, the mirror surface fluctuated, and a face appeared there; solemn and gloomy.

It was Olor.

Then the moment he appeared there, his negative disturbed looking face was swept clean by a fresh and friendly looking smile.

"Mr. Willy, it's a great pleasure that you accepted my little invitation and gift."

Arthur glanced over the great towering tree as he didn't know how to describe this as a small gift, but he replied casually:

"Thanks for the gift, and please let's speak about your offer, I still have many pillars to snatch, hehehe."

The face of Olor didn't seem this distressed anymore, as he had already succumbed to the fate of losing all his pillars to Arthur, and it just felt nice for not being the only loser here.

"I know, so I will cut to the point. I know the shield presented here by other clan heads is quite difficult to crack, but I'm willing to tell you the only weakness and how to overcome it."

"Good, but for what?"

"I want peace with you; no more fighting anymore."

Arthur interestingly glanced at Olor, hard to decide if this man's sincerity was real or fake. "Couple of minutes ago you were so fixated on killing me, refusing to budge an inch and now you want to convince me you won't conspire with other enemies of mine; who are your friends by the way, in exchange for peace?"

"Sure, I know it's hard to believe but I'm truly sincere at that," Olor said, before hurriedly adding, "I can offer you something that might please you as well. Consider it as a token of our new friendship."

"A token of friendship? C'mon, do you think I'm a little kid to trick him with some candies on the corner? I know you plan to attack my city in a few months, either alone or with other clans."

"Sigh, I don't know how you knew this, but this was in the past."

"And now?" Arthur calmly asked.

"I know I can't win against you, and even if the other clans did crush you oneday; it won't be easy."

"Aha, I see," Arthur's eyes shone brightly as he understood the mindset of the dark clan head in front of him. "The last man to appear is the least man to lose, interesting."

"I already paid a hefty price facing you, and I'm not willing or prepared to lose more," Olor's tone was direct and firm, with no shame or embarrassment whatsoever.

"Alright, what's your token?" Arthur asked.

"I heard that you are desperately amazing villages and towns from everywhere. I know what you want them for, and I have just the gift and a suggestion for you to consider."

"Go on," Arthur nodded, while getting more interested in this offer.

If he lacked anything, it would be population and resources. Gaining one meant one step shorter to achieve his goal.

"I can give you a large number of villagers from places that are under my control. Consider this as a friendship gift, a sign of my new coat."

"A light coat on a dark crow, that would be a scene to be marveled."

"Don't mock me, Mr. Willy. I just want what's best for my people."

"And for yourself," Arthur said, before adding, "Alright, that gift is much appreciated. What is the suggestion then?"

"I know you are fixed on my region because I first confronted you, but close to your city location is a gathering region of many powers, where many villages and towns reside there unguarded and unsecured by any notable dark forces."

Arthur's mind was instantly enlightened, and his interest was immediately piqued as he asked:

"Are they like the number of villagers you will give?" he asked, trying to assess the size of this hidden treasure.

"Much more than what I will give to you and what you also gained so far from me," Olor's sound said with an excited tone, as he knew he nailed the right spot with Arthur, "this area isn't just rich in population, but also in resources. It's considered one of the main trade routes in our world, and from there you can get to many other clans' territories without wasting much time and effort."

Arthur didn't know what to say to this man. If he was present in front of him right now he wouldn't hesitate to hug him and call him a brother!