Dragon Pact Sorcerer (Part 2)

Hearing this, Keosius twisted his neck slightly and asked, "Then why do you think I would help you?"

Misha replied earnestly, "Because you are a good person."

"A good person?"

Hahahaha!

Keosius burst out laughing immediately, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

But Misha's tone was clearly not joking.

In the ten years since he came into this world, he has received countless names from people—dragon, butcher, tyrant, destroyer, and even god—but no one has ever called him a so-called "good person".

The Red Dragon stood up, flapped its broad wings, and looked at Misha not far away with great interest, continuing to ask, "Why did you say that?"

"Aren't you afraid that I might end up like Leo Bosk?"

Misha panicked slightly, but still replied, "No, you wouldn't do that."

"You are different from them."

"What's different?"

"Keosius then asked."

Misha for a moment before continuing, "My grandfather, Old John, once told me that you are the best gentleman in all of Anzeta. Even though you are a dragon, you are more like a good person than those nobles."

"Oh?"

Red Dragon tilted his head.

"He often told me that under the rule of the Northern Nobles, he couldn't get enough to eat and often worried about freezing or starving to death in the winter. But in your territory, he can eat his fill and even has the energy to feed me."

"Moreover, if it weren't for you, I might have become a slave to those nobles and wouldn't have been adopted by him."

Misha's words were simple and unpretentious, yet they sounded exceptionally sincere.

The Red Dragon nodded, its expression quite remarkable.

Keosius didn't actually have much sympathy for the people of the the North; he simply believed that establishing such a new order would be more beneficial for him to seize power and expand his influence.

And now, its benefits seem to be becoming apparent.

Keosius slowly stepped forward and said, "Misha, I admire you."

"So, what do you want? Power enough to kill Leo Bosk?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I want to kill him with my own hands."

Misha spoke with conviction, her brown eyes gleaming once more.

However, what followed was beyond her expectations.

Keosius gazed at her with his pale golden eyes. "So... what's next?"

"What will you do after you've taken your revenge?"

"Me, me"

Misha was momentarily stunned.

She was still a child, and although she was intelligent and precocious, she had not seriously considered her future.

Misha fell into deep thought, as scenes from the past replayed in her mind like a revolving lantern.

—He was taught how to speak by Old John, played in the streets and alleys of North Wind Fortress, studied in the temporary school opened by the kingdom, witnessed Old John's death during the Margur Incident, received help from Chief Minister Lang Pu, and now has an audience with the Embers of the Burned King.

She began to wonder what she would have experienced if she had actually been sold into slavery. Based on her understanding of nobles, she imagined it would have been incredibly painful.

Misha suddenly realized that the Red Dragon and his kingdom had changed her life.

If old John were still alive, he would probably have let her make a living in the kingdom.

"May His Your Majesty Keosius bless this trade trip to be successful."

"May His Your Majesty Keosius protect the war."

Your Majesty Keosius

Old John's rambling voice seemed to reappear in her mind, and the laughter of the uncles in the caravan echoed in her ears.

She was once abandoned and sold.

Old John was her only family, and the kingdom was her only home.

Thinking of this, Misha resolutely raised her head and said in her young and immature voice, "Your Majesty, I... I am willing to remain loyal to the kingdom and repay your kindness."

"Including old John's share as well."

Misha added silently to herself.

"Very good, Misha."

Keosius nodded again, spread his broad wings, and cast a huge shadow.

"I am generous in bestowing power upon anyone who is loyal to the kingdom, let alone a genius like you."

He whispered a command, "Close your eyes."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Misha obediently closed her eyes.

The Red Dragon let out a soft roar, its mouth overflowing with scorching white smoke.

Brilliant flames shot out from the pores on its neck and tail, and the dragon crystal on its chest emitted an incomparably dazzling light, making the air inside the hall scorching and distorted.

For this rare and legendary talent, Keosius naturally wanted to devote more resources to creating new faction sub-classes.

[Bloodline Gift]

A stream of flame, containing terrifying energy, flowed into Misha's petite body like a shimmering thread.

The seed representing the power of the Progenitor Dragon flowed into Misha's veins, gradually merging into her bloodline and bringing about the most thorough, life-level sublimation.

At the same time, she also connects the power of the Red Dragon with it, forming a kind of contractual effect.

"Ugh."

Misha was deathly pale and her whole body was covered in sweat, which then evaporated.

Despite her special "Child of the Elements" constitution, she still seemed somewhat powerless against the Red Dragon's blazing flames.

Keosius did not transform Misha into a dragon. After all, she was just a child, and her body and will were too fragile to withstand the pain of complete dragon transformation.

Moreover, Keosius wanted to make some changes for his new career.

So he manifested the power of the gift within his body, transforming Misha's blood vessels into magical Base Blood Vessels, and gradually turning her heart into a hot, Life Force Dragon Heart.

As the power was transferred, a crimson contract gradually appeared on Misha's back—a contract naturally formed by the Weave.

"Ah--"

Finally, the magical runes suddenly lit up.

With a sharp cry, Misha's entire body burst into flames, and the power contained within her innate talent was fully released under the stimulation of the dragon blood, displaying the terrifying power of her previous life as the "Madfire Witch".

If it weren't for Keosius's control and suppression, these flames could have spread for hundreds or even thousands of meters, perhaps even enough to burn down a city.

The blessing lasted for nearly thirty minutes, during which Misha fainted from the pain. She lay helplessly on the ground, her clothes burned to ashes.

Misha's appearance was ultimately influenced by the Red Dragon bloodline.

—Her original brown pupils turned into dark gold vertical pupils, and faint traces of scales appeared on her forehead. Two dragon horns, no bigger than a thumb, also grew on the top of her head.

Intricate red patterns appeared on her back and neck.

The corners of her eyes were also tinged with a fire-like color.

However, despite the radical changes in her nature, she still retained a roughly human appearance, at least more in line with human aesthetics than those Red Scale Conqueror who became Half-Dragon.

Keosius folded his wings and silently watched the unconscious Misha.

"This feeling."

"It's like entering into some kind of contract."

[Faction advancement sub-classes completed.] Class advancement requirements:

Join the [Embers of the Burned Kingdom] faction and become a follower of the Faction Leader [Embers of the Burned King - Keosius].

Possessing a certain degree of Dragon Bloodline, having a level 3 or higher Sorcerer or contract Sorcerer rank, and having a normal or higher Elemental Affinity.

[Please name the subclass of the faction——] Keosius looked at the crimson markings on Misha's body that resembled a contract, feeling the power granted through the contract.

[Named: [Dragon Pact Sorcerer]]