Dragon King's Harem Chapter 294. The Healer Tribe IV

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 294. The Healer Tribe IV

"I came here to pray in several sacred places, especially at the healer tribe's most sacred site," I explained to Elixar. I couldn't reveal my true intention, which was to unlock the legendary beast, Solaris, that was said to be bound within. I believed that Solaris was currently dormant, unnoticed by the world.

Elixar raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. "Just to pray?" he repeated, as if having trouble believing my simple request.

"Yes," I affirmed, my tone steady. I had to tread carefully. To access Solaris's chamber, only he possessed the authority to open it. It was crucial that I approached this topic cautiously, revealing only as much as necessary.

"Why?" Elixar asked, his confusion evident. "I mean, why this sudden desire to pray at our sacred places?" he inquired further, his curiosity piqued.

I sighed inwardly, crafting an explanation that wouldn't raise suspicions. "When I was in my long hibernation," I began, choosing my words carefully, "I had a series of vivid dreams. In these dreams, my ancestors appeared and urged me to embark on this pilgrimage, to pray at all the sacred places I could find."

Elixar's eyes widened slightly, seemingly touched by my words. "Ah, I see," he murmured, his expression softening. "That's a noble endeavor, Argod. I'd be more than happy to assist you in fulfilling your ancestral calling."

"I'm thinking about going there as soon as possible," I added, my eagerness to begin this quest evident in my voice. I couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency, knowing that the longer I waited, the more complicated matters could become.

Elixar hummed, his brows furrowed in thought for a brief moment. "How about after we eat?" he suggested, his eyes focused on me.

I considered his proposal for a moment before nodding in agreement. "That sounds like a plan," I replied, appreciating the opportunity to gather my strength and thoughts before embarking on this sacred journey.

The feast progressed with an air of tranquility, resembling more a relaxed spa day than a grand celebration. The music played by the skilled musicians filled the hall with soft, soothing melodies that seemed to caress the senses.

The dishes that were served were a testament to the healer tribe's culinary artistry. Each plate was a work of art in itself, with a harmonious blend of colors, textures, and flavors. Delicate herbs and spices danced on the palate, creating a symphony of tastes that left a lasting impression.

As I indulged in the meal, I couldn't help but appreciate the contrast between this feast and the boisterous gatherings often held in the dragon kingdom. Here, the emphasis was not on extravagance or opulence, but on harmony and well-being.

I looked around the hall and saw the healer tribe members, mostly elves, enjoying the meal with a sense of contentment. It was evident that this feast was not just a celebration but also an opportunity for them to reconnect with their traditions and find solace in the serenity of their home.

Evelina, by my side, seemed to be savoring every moment. Her eyes shone with happiness as she conversed with her family and fellow tribe members. It was clear that she felt at ease and cherished the time spent in her homeland.

After what seemed like a mere blink of an eye, the enchanting feast came to a graceful end. Evelina, wearing a contented smile, approached me and softly asked for permission to spend more precious time with her mother. Her request was accompanied by a warm glance that needed no words to convey her longing for this reunion.

With the farewell between wife and mother-in-law and the healer tribe's members, it was time for me to turn my attention to the matter that had brought me here in the first place. The Healer king led the way to a different part of the palace.

Our destination was the sacred place of the Healer tribe, a room unlike any other. While it couldn't compare to the solemn majesty of the dragon's ancestor room, it held its own unique significance in the tapestry of this tribe's history.

The Healer king accompanied us, his eyes filled with curiosity about my intentions. I couldn't blame him for his inquisitiveness; after all, my purpose here was known to only a few. Eir, my loyal companion, also joined us. His presence was a reassurance, a silent promise of protection and support.

Finally, we arrived at a grand door, larger than any we had seen so far. It bore the unmistakable emblems of the Healer tribe, intricately carved and etched into the pristine white wood. It was a sight to behold, a symbol of their rich heritage and deep connection to the mystical arts.

The Healer King turned to me with a solemn expression. His voice, a soft whisper that carried the weight of tradition, broke the silence that had enveloped us. "Once we enter this room, please be quiet and don't speak too loudly," he advised, his eyes holding a hint of reverence for the chamber beyond.

I acknowledged his instructions with a simple nod.

The Healer King extended his hand, and a soft, ethereal glow enveloped his palm in a pristine shade of white. It illuminated the grand door before us, and with a gentle yet potent force, he began to push it open. The massive door, adorned with intricate carvings and the emblem of the Healer tribe, yielded to his command, its movement slow and deliberate.

As the door swung wide, revealing the chamber beyond, we stepped into the sacred space. The room was vast, its expanse defined by towering stone pillars that reached toward the ceiling like sentinels guarding ancient secrets. At the far end of the room stood an altar, simple in design but exuding an aura of profound significance.

Though the room appeared sparse at first glance, the fact that only the Healer King possessed the power to unlock it spoke volumes about its importance. This was no ordinary chamber; it was a place of reverence and ancient rituals, imbued with the magic of the Healer tribe.

We came to a halt before the altar, our presence a mark of respect for the sanctity of this space. In unison, the Healer King bowed his head, a display of devotion and honor for the altar that stood as a symbol of their ancestral ties and the mystic forces that flowed through their veins.

With a solemn grace, the Healer King once again raised his hand. The white radiance enveloped his palm, its brilliance a stark contrast against the subdued surroundings. With a wave of his hand, a portal materialized, its shimmering surface a gateway.

I turned to the Healer King, gratitude welling up within me for granting me access to this sacred place. "Thank you, Elixar," I offered, my voice hushed in reverence.

He nodded. "Should I accompany you?" he offered, his willingness to assist apparent in his demeanor.

With a thoughtful pause, I considered his offer. The task at hand was deeply personal, a spiritual journey that I believed required solitude. "I want to pray alone. I won't be long," I replied, my voice steady and resolute. Among all the legendary beasts, Solaris was known to be the most gentle and accommodating. This gave me confidence that I could make a connection swiftly.

Elixar accepted my decision with a nod. "All right," he said, his words marked by a sense of trust and respect. With his blessing, I stepped closer to the portal.