Reaper's Resurgence - Book 2 - Chapter 34 - A Dragon’s Apathy

                   On an Island Covered in Snow in Dimensional Block #108

Harold Sinclair swirls around a glass of wine as he stands at the edge of the island, only briefly glancing behind him at the people armed with military standard armor made in a rush by one of the few crafters the former and now new king had gathered together for his kingdom. A kingdom he named the exact same as his old kingdom.

The Kingdom of Silvercrest.

It’s only a matter of time before our war with the King of Giants begins, so there’s no time to waste.

Both the King of Giants and the Kingdom of Silvercrest have been at odds for as long as the two nations can remember, and a System Reset isn’t going to change that. If anything, Harold is sure that it’s going to push the King of Giants towards conquering him and his kingdom while they have the advantage.

Which means that he has to build up as much power as possible, even if it means bowing his head to someone like The Reaper for assistance.

If she’ll even help that is, considering that she’s a Class S species. And her status as Dimensional Champion leans more towards neutrality.

Not that all Planetary Champions before the Reset were neutral in their planet’s affairs. They were all selected purely based on power after all, with no vote involved.

Then there’s the dragon… he could be a problem, just like all dragons.

Out of nowhere, Harold’s gaze snaps to the sky as he senses a powerful being approaching.

Is it the Calamity Class monster again? Or maybe…

His eyes narrow when he finds the source of the power. A man wearing blue and white armor with silver hair flying through the sky with two draconic wings stretching from his back. And his gaze is locked directly on the island Harold’s building his home on.

Damnit.

The glass in Harold’s hand falls to the ground and shatters as Harold uses his magic to create a turbulent miniature tornado beneath him, raising him into the sky where he eventually meets with the dragon. He doesn’t even bother to identify him since he can see the man’s level in the leaderboards without having to antagonize the man.

“Lord Silva, what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?” Harold exclaims, his voice riding on the winds as the people down below working on his home pause in their construction to watch.

Ethan Silva simply glances at Harold with an indifferent look on his face before looking around the island, seemingly searching for something. Then, after his eyes narrow slightly, Ethan simply moves past Harold, ignoring him, and enters the island.

Harold clenches both of his fists at his sides, but he can’t say anything to the dragon. Because he knows this is how dragons act towards others who aren’t of a Class S species.

They don’t act towards them at all. Unless, of course, someone interferes with their territory.

Then they’ll just annihilate them.

Despite being ignored, Harold proceeds to follow after the dragon, only briefly pausing to glare at the workers beneath him on the ground, prompting them to continue working.

The dragon continues flying through the island until he stops and drops down to the ground, landing hard enough to form a crater before he walks a few more steps and stabs his arm into the ground. Then he pulls his arm back out with his fingers wrapped around a glowing blue crystal.

Harold’s eyes widen slightly at the sight of the magical ore before he shakes his head and rises back into the air, watching as the dragon does the same, only for said dragon to head straight to the edge of his island and leave.

Damned draconic bastard, just waltzing around my island as if he owns the place!!! And that magical ore… is he just going around gathering magical ore from the surrounding islands? Or at least ice aligned magical ore?

The King of the Silvercrest Kingdom grits his teeth hard at the utter humiliation the dragon just dealt him before he slams his fists into the ground, making a crater of his own.

That fucking lizard is going to pay in the future. I swear it.

Harold would’ve attacked the dragon, but he knows not to antagonize a dragon. Especially one that is over thirty levels above him. Closer to forty levels above him even.

And while Harold may not be a human anymore, he is only a Class A species. So the dragon has the clear advantage in every way.

Meaning the only way he’ll possibly stand a chance against the dragon is if he brings forth the forces of an entire kingdom to fight against him. And that would still result in a vast number of losses.

But damnit, it would be fucking worth it to get rid of the only dragon in our Block…

Despite his thoughts though, he also knows that it would be suicide to do anything to antagonize the dragon now. Even if he had his subordinates work with him, they would all just end up dead in the end.

He has to be patient.

In the meantime, there is one being that I have a connection of sorts with that may be able to assist me here.

The king flies off back to his home before stopping in front of his second in command and shouting, “Gerard, we’re going to go pay a visit to The Reaper at that pitiful little base of my daughters.”

A man with pitch black eyes and bat-like wings immediately nods his head and the two set off into the air in the direction of the Retreat.

Let’s just hope that The Reaper will be willing to help me. And that my daughter has a close connection to The Reaper beyond simply being at the same base as her.

Harold grimaces as he flies.

And that she hasn’t completely estranged herself.

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