Chapter 374

So... was the physical exhaustion caused by that strange dream...?

Noa rarely dreamed in the past; her sleep quality was excellent, and she would only respond when Mu En held her.

Can dreaming affect physical recovery?

Noa had absolutely no idea what to do.

If it were just a simple illness, given her constitution, she should have recovered in two or three days.

But after about half a month, her condition got worse and worse.

Finally, the King of Roll decided to seek help from his elderly father.

My Daddy always has a way of solving problems.

Of course, in order not to worry Dad Mom, Noa did not directly tell them that she had a health problem.

She had her own guesses; perhaps the recent changes in her body and that strange dream were related to the incident at the Primal Dragon King's Ruins half a month ago.

So why not let Dad guide her to start from this point?

Noa found Leon in Losweiser's private library.

He is helping Mu En and Xiao Guang preview the material for the next semester.

Good morning, elder sister.

Xiao Guang was the first to notice his older sister's arrival, so he looked up and greeted her.

Good morning, sis! You're finally awake!

Mu En put down her book, jumped off the chair, wagged her little tail, ran to her sister's side, and took Noa's hand.

Noa smiled and nodded, then walked to the desk where the father and daughters were studying.

"Good morning, Dad," Noa greeted Leon.

She has changed her way of addressing Leon from the very formal 'Daddy' to the very affectionate 'Dad'.

Influenced by Xiao Guang, I still find it easier to call him "Dad".

Good morning.

Leon responded gently and was about to invite Noa to join their 'study group' when he noticed that his eldest daughter looked unwell and her brows showed signs of fatigue.

He opened his mouth as if to ask, but after glancing at his two daughters beside him, he changed his words and said,

"Noa, let's go pick out some books with Daddy."

"Okay."

"Mu En, Xiaoguang, you two keep an eye on things for now. If you have any questions, you can ask your Daddy when you come back later."

"Yes, Daddy!"

After giving the instructions, Leon got up and led Noa to the bookshelf.

The father and daughter stood on either side of each other, casually selecting books from the bookshelf.

Choosing books was just a pretext; Leon simply didn't want Noa to tell her sisters that she wasn't feeling well.

Noa, despite her young age, was quite precocious and naturally saw through her Dad's intentions. Moreover, the question she wanted to ask him was one that required asking him alone.

A short while later, Noa withdrew her hand from picking out books, lowered her tiptoes, turned around and said to Leon,

"Thanks, Dad."

Leon put down his book and looked at his daughter. "It's alright. Now that it's just the two of us, can you tell me how you are?"

Noa scratched her head, considered her words, and then said,

"I keep having the same dream lately."

"The same dream? What was it about?"

"It seems to be related to a war, a war that happened a long, long time ago."

The father and daughter chatted as they walked slowly past rows of bookshelves to the floor-to-ceiling window on one side of the library.

The warm, pleasant sunlight shone on Noa, making her feel a little more comfortable, but her little face remained serious.

"In that war, the various Dragon Race fought to the death for resources and land, which led to a sharp decline in the number of Dragon Race."

"At the end of each dream, a white dragon would appear, lying prostrate on the highest mountain in the icy plains, ending this cruel war with absolute majesty and power."

"I tried to find some information about the White Dragon, but its appearance in the dream was so blurry that I had no way of looking it up."

Leon listened silently, without rushing to offer his own thoughts or guesses.

Noa is currently only recounting her dream, and hasn't gotten to the most crucial part yet, so Leon intends to continue listening.

"And it was after having this dream so frequently that I started to feel very tired and exhausted every morning when I woke up."

Noa frowned slightly, looked up at Leon, her eyes seeming to ask for help, "I've been struggling with this for days, and I've finally decided to talk to you, Dad, and ask if you have any way to stop me from having this dream anymore."

Leon looked serious, stroking his chin with one hand, lost in thought.

The battlefield in the dream Noa just described must have been the civil war among the Dragon Race ten thousand years ago.

The 'White Dragon' that ended this war was none other than the Primal Dragon King, Noah.

Leon knew all this because when Losweiser began practicing the Primal Power, he helped Losweiser collect a large number of ancient books about the Primal Power.

Those ancient books contain stories about Noah Old King of Days.

He is the Dragon ancestor, the hero who ended the civil war, and the first Dragon King in history the Dragon Race.

Its power nourished the land of the Dragon Race, influencing generations of Dragon Race descendants to this day.

Such a great ancestor would be worthy of being enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple in the human world. No matter how many times school textbooks are updated, such a great person will always have a place.

But why did this part of the civil war appear in Noa's dream...?

Leon did have some clues, but he felt that Noa should also have her own guesses, so he said,

"Controlling dreams is a rather dangerous thing. Once you try it, you may not be able to quit the pleasure of controlling everything in your dreams. Over time, the dream controller will be unable to distinguish between reality and dreams."

"So before we try to help you stop having this dream, let's figure out why you're having this dream in the first place."

Noa blinked, looking somewhat bewildered, and asked, "It's just a dream, there's no logic or reason behind it. Can you find the reason for having this dream?"

Leon shook his head. "This is not a dream, Noa. This is a true story that happened in history."

He had no intention of hiding it from Noa.

He knew his eldest daughter well; she was intelligent, and having the same dream for so long must have made her realize something was wrong.

So the father and daughter World Creation and directly, without resorting to riddles.

"The true... history?"

As expected, Noa was only slightly surprised.

"Um."

Leon gave Noa a brief explanation of the Primal Dragon King and the Dragon civil war.

After listening, Noa nodded thoughtfully. "So, the White Dragon that appeared in my dream was the Primal Dragon King?"

She paused, then added, "My Mom gave me the same name as this Dragon King..."

"Yes, after all, Noah is hero of the Dragon race, and Mom hopes that you can become an excellent warrior like him."

That's all a father can say.

But the actual situation should be:

The fake Dragon race hero, Noah;

The true Dragon race hero, Leon Casmod!

He traveled through time and space, rescued his wife and daughter, and incidentally saved a Dragon Race. General Leon left without a trace, concealing his merits and fame.

Noa scratched her hair, pouted, and muttered to herself.

"But compared to some Primal Dragon King, I'd rather be like you, Daddy —ouch! hiss..."

Leon panicked and rushed over to support Noa. "What's wrong? Headache?"

Noa gently rubbed her temples. "I don't know why, but my head suddenly started to hurt... I guess I haven't been getting enough rest lately."

Leon tenderly rubbed his daughter's head, asking, "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah, it only hurt for a moment, it's nothing."

"Good."

(A Old King of Days: You little dragons, using my name yet claiming you want to be someone else, you need a lesson!)

Regarding the setting of Noa and the Ancestor, it's not about possession, and Noa won't be temporarily offline. We'll explain it gradually later, so there's no need to worry.

85. Their talent lies entirely in their looks.

"But why do I dream about the Primal Dragon King? And so many times."

Leon thought for a moment and asked, "Around when did you start having this dream?"

He could probably guess the answer, but he still wanted to confirm it.

Noa answered without hesitation, "After returning from the Far North."

The father and daughter looked at each other, and after laying out all the clues, the answer became clear.

Noa's recent unusual behavior is all related to the ruins that were once located beneath the ice in the Far North.

In fact, after returning home from the Far North, Leon and Losweiser immediately invited the best physician in the entire tribe to examine Noa's body.

The examination results were normal; apart from a minor injury to the right hand, there were no other problems with the body.

But just because we've been to the ruins of the Dragon Race ancestors doesn't mean there's really nothing wrong with it.

Leon took this very seriously.

If something really happens to his precious daughter, he will definitely kill Old Kang first, and then destroy the ruins.

Others are wise after the event, lecturing you with endless reasoning; but General Leon is Guan Yunchang after the event, first pinning you to the ground before reasoning with you.

Of course, the most important thing right now is to solve Noa's problem.

"According to your description, you interrupted Constantine's absorption of power, during which your magic collided with the Primal Power, causing an explosion, which allowed you to successfully stop Constantine, right?"

Noa nodded.

Leon pondered for a moment and analyzed, "It's possible that you accidentally absorbed some Primal Power at the time, and since this Primal Power is in your body, you can't access it. Over time, certain 'substances' residing in the power began to affect your dreams."

Noa blinked, her curiosity immediately piqued as she heard this for the first time.

"Substance residing within power?"

"Hmm. It's hard to define exactly what this substance is. Some scholars believe it's the soul of a living being after death, while others say it's fragments of the deceased's memories from their previous life."

Leon explained, "There are many different opinions. But one thing is certain: among the magic we use—"

As he spoke, Leon slowly raised his hand, and instantly, blue arcs of electricity danced and flickered in his palm. "Indeed, some things will be passed on. If, at the moment of death, the physical body perishes, but a portion of one's own power and the 'matter' within it is preserved through some method, then it can be resurrected using certain magic."

However, regardless of race, resurrection is a forbidden magic and a very obscure theory. Leon simply explained it in a simplified way.

In the past, Leon had only seen explanations of this kind of magic in books and had never seen it in person.

He only began to see the light when the Empire resurrected Constantine (twice) without any scruples.

Constantine was originally just a head with negligible power, yet he was still alive and kicking after his resurrection, not to mention the massive amount of power left behind by the Primal Dragon King in those ruins.

Noa seemed to be deep in thought, trying to follow her Dad's train of thought.

"So Dad, you mean there's some Primal Power in my body right now, but I don't know how to use it, I can't release it, and therefore I'm affected by a small portion of 'matter' that Noah left in this power, right?"

Leon nodded. "Theoretically speaking, as long as you release the Primal Power remaining in your body, you should stop having that dream, and your physical abnormalities should gradually improve."

Noa was taken aback, then helplessly shrugged, "But I don't know how to use the Primal Power at all, Dad. I've never learned it."

Even the King of Scrolls is powerless to deal with something he has never encountered before.

However, Leon remained calm.