Black Summoner – Chapter 792

We left the Central Sea Region and returned to our allies. Even if it was provisional, with a deadline set, we didn’t have the luxury of being idle. Therefore, I immediately began traveling to various places to make the necessary preparations.

The first place I visited was the sacred land of Gordia on the Western Continent. This was where Pritia fought Hao, suffered an unexpected defeat, and was kidnapped. Currently, with Glostina’s permission, Dahak was being rigorously trained by Bak. From what I heard, Glostina herself was also undergoing training here.

Using Gerard’s great battleship, the Black Mirror Shield, I summoned myself to a magic stake near the sacred land and was able to find Bak immediately. However, this place had a unique atmosphere again. Although there was no particular reason, I felt a sense of compatibility with Suzu.

“Ooh, Bak~!”

“Hm? Oh, isn’t that Kelvin? What’s up? Did you come to be embraced by me?”

“What a greeting to start with… Well, adventurers are healthy when they’re honest about their desires. Ah, of course, I have a different matter. Is Dahak’s training going smoothly?”

“Hmph, as you can see.”

Looking in the direction Bak pointed, I saw Dahak in training attire, meditating. With his eyes closed, palms pressed together, and not moving at all—from a layman’s perspective, it was a beautiful meditation, just like a real monk.

“Meditation, huh? Is it part of his spiritual training?”

“Something like that. For Dahak to move to the next stage, he needs to thoroughly re-examine himself. Surprisingly, meditation is quite good, isn’t it?”

“Hooh.”

I felt bad for Bak, but honestly, this training method was unexpected. I thought he’d be playing a hellish game of tag.

“I’m asking you to do this, so it might be strange to say, but… I honestly thought you might be trying to sneak in a bit of fun while acting as his teacher.”

“Huh? What are you saying? Of course, I’ve already tried that! Well, I’ve managed to dodge them so far.”

“As expected.”

I knew it. I was just saying it.

“More importantly, what did you bring with you? There seems to be someone who looks like a Dragon King.”

“Ah, I haven’t introduced them yet. I wanted to ask Teacher Bak, who is working so diligently, to coach an additional student.”

Saying that, I summoned the two who were waiting in a magical body beside me. The ones I summoned were Mudo and Boga, who until now had been guarding Efil at the pub’s inn—or rather, guarding the house. They had disliked coming here until the end, but their lazy lifestyle had become too much to bear recently, so I forcibly brought them. Frankly, with Ange and Gerard nearby, it was perfect for security, and I could move them instantly with the magic stakes I set up near the inn. There was almost no need for these two to eat and sleep at the inn like Mel.

“Wait, is Mel supposed to be like that?” Well, Mel is Mel, after all.

“Ah, Master, that’s cruel… I only wanted to protect Efil-neesan’s safety…”

As if expressing his inner feelings visually, Mudo was blue today. Was it because he was feeling blue? I felt like offering him a cushion. However, I wasn’t going to send him back.

“Ugh… B-but, recently, we’ve been a bit lazy…?”

“Well, that’s how it is. The day of battle is approaching, and if all the Dragon Kings are overweight, it won’t look good then. So, Mudo and Boga will receive Bak’s guidance along with Dahak starting today.”

“Hmph, I see. Fufufu…”

“!!”

Bak began to circle the terrified duo like a satellite. He wasn’t even trying to hide his appraisal. However, something felt strange. I had a sense of déjà vu. It felt like I had seen a similar scene just a short while ago—

“—Kelvin, this big guy is promising. Ah, he’s got a great future. But that small one? She’s a woman, to begin with.”

“No, I’m not presenting these two to you. I’m asking for their training so they can become stronger.”

“Hahaha! That’s right, that’s right! Well, isn’t it fine? Both of them are Dragon Kings, and like Dahak, there are things I can teach them.”

“W-what exactly can you teach us!?”

“I-I’m not tasty at all…!”

Mudo and Boga began to tremble violently, more so than ever before.

“…Bak, aren’t you disliked by dragons a bit too much? That reaction is quite something.”

“Is that so? But they say ‘dislike turns to liking,’ right? It’s probably that.”

Is that so?… No, I don’t think so. I think they genuinely have a fear of you.

“Ah… Well, overcoming what you dislike is the first step to becoming an adult.”

“Master, that’s wrong! Even if it’s becoming an adult, the method is important! I want to value the process!”

“Right! That’s right!”

Their plea was truly desperate. They were on the verge of tears.

“…Bak, excuse me, but may I observe the training? They’re like this too, and I’d like to see it once for my own learning. I’ll decide whether to entrust Mudo and Boga to you after that.”

“Master!”

“I believe you!”

The two Dragon Kings clung to my waist. When they become that desperate, I can’t just do nothing. Well, this observation won’t be a waste of time.

“I see, so you Dragon Kings doubt my coaching abilities. That’s good, I don’t dislike insolent people. They’re quite teachable…!”

“That’s not it!”

Bak licked his lips, staring at the two, or rather, mostly at Boga. Hmmm, like Dahak, Boga is completely locked on. This is good news for Mudo, but it might be hell for Boga.

“Well, fine. I’ll teach you specially.”

Turning on his heel, Bak approached Dahak, who was still meditating.

“What I can teach you is further evolution as dragon species—or rather, optimization. Ancient Dragon Kings, the previous Mole King and Ice Dragon King, and I think I’ve encountered Water Dragon King and Thunder Dragon King too… Anyway, if you can do this, you will definitely become stronger.”

“Oh, is there something like that? So, what specifically do we do?”

“As I said before, first, you must thoroughly re-examine yourself and pursue your ideal. Just like Dahak is doing now. Watch.”

Bak approached Dahak, who was in a meditative posture, and then casually brought his face close to Dahak’s ear—

“Whooooosh—”

—and blew into his ear. He blew in with an unusually seductive and long exhale. Huh? What’s going on?

“………”

“!!”

However, Dahak, who had air blown into his ear, didn’t seem to mind at all. He continued his meditation without moving, concentrating his spirit. Rather, we who were watching from afar were taken aback.

“Hahaha, he’s concentrating well! Although he was flustered at first, Dahak adapted quickly. Does he have some goal he desperately wants to achieve? He doesn’t react even if I lightly touch him in a sensitive spot anymore. If you can do this much, it’s finally time to move on to practice.”

“P-practice!?”

“I don’t know what you two are thinking, but I think that’s probably wrong.”

The cruel part is that their biased perception isn’t entirely wrong.