After passing through the dark passage, we arrived in the other world.
Sylvar Crowe had already learned his lesson. The moment he stepped out of the Gate, he directly used spatial magic and moved the group to a location about six kilometers outside the camp.
Then he unsealed the Flame Dragon that had been sealed inside the pages of the magic book.
The massive dragon appeared once more.
His plan was simple.
He would ride the Flame Dragon to its lair and steal its young dragon.
It really was not a very honorable idea.
But when Sylvar Crowe thought about how his own young dragon had been controlled by someone else before, he felt that what he was doing now was extremely justified.
Sure enough, when a person's behavior was slightly questionable, it was easy to find a reasonable excuse and convince themselves that what they were doing was still correct.
Everyone stood on the Flame Dragon's back.
The wind produced by the dragon's flight was extremely strong.
Rory Mercury's gothic skirt was blown upward again and again by the powerful airflow, occasionally revealing the scenery underneath.
Sylvar Crowe did not dare look for too long.
Otherwise he would definitely be laughed at again.
Perhaps because the dragon was flying high in the sky, everyone else was busy looking at the scenery around them.
None of them noticed Sylvar Crowe's gaze at all.
After thinking carefully for a moment, Sylvar Crowe walked to the front of the dragon's back.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Then he used ice magic to construct a small ice house on the dragon's back.
The structure immediately formed around him.
The ice house blocked the violent wind created by the dragon's high-speed flight.
Sylvar Crowe was not actually afraid of strong wind.
But if he could make things more comfortable, why would he choose to suffer?
As the Flame Dragon continued flying forward, the terrain below gradually changed.
Soon, Sylvar Crowe saw a large area where no vegetation grew at all.
Are we almost there?
This must be the extinct volcano area.
The dragon's lair.
Inside the crater of the extinct volcano, a blue-skinned humanoid creature was feeding two young dragons.
He shouted loudly while holding food in his hands.
"Flame Dragon! Where did you go?!"
"You didn't even raise your own children!"
"Did someone kill you?!"
He paused for a moment.
Then he shook his head.
"No… that's impossible."
"With the Flame Dragon's speed and strength, very few people in this world could kill it."
"Even if someone could defeat it, it would still escape."
"What exactly happened?"
"This is such a hassle."
"I've been raising these baby dragons for so long already!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head.
It seemed like he had heard something in the sky.
At first he looked startled.
Then his expression immediately changed to joy.
"That damn Flame Dragon finally came back!"
But when he saw the figures standing on the dragon's back, the expression on his face instantly froze.
Then it transformed into horror.
Rory Mercury was standing on the dragon's back.
How was that possible?
How had the Flame Dragon become someone's mount?
At the same time, the group riding on the Flame Dragon also saw the person responsible for everything.
"Rory," Sylvar Crowe said calmly, "this is a matter between you apostles of the gods. I won't interfere too much."
Then he added another sentence.
"Leave the young dragons to my Flame Dragon."
Before Sylvar Crowe even finished speaking, Rory Mercury jumped down from the dragon's back.
She swung the halberd in her hands downward.
Giselle was struck instantly.
His body smashed directly into the rock wall of the volcano.
Sylvar Crowe watched the battle between the apostles quietly.
The two young dragons nearby saw their caretaker being attacked.
They immediately looked like they wanted to rush forward and join the battle.
Sylvar Crowe gave an order.
The Flame Dragon stretched out its claws and pressed both young dragons firmly against the ground.
They struggled, but they could not move at all.
The dragon's claws pinned them in place.
Sylvar Crowe signaled for them to behave themselves.
Seeing this scene, Rory Mercury glanced back at Sylvar Crowe and blew him a kiss.
Sylvar Crowe could not stand it.
He could only sit down quietly and watch the fight.
He was basically eating popcorn while watching the battle between two apostles of the gods.
Rory Mercury slowly walked toward Giselle, who was embedded in the rock wall.
Her expression was gloomy.
"You're quite brave," she said coldly.
"You actually dared to do something like this."
"If it wasn't for my dear discovering your plan…"
"You would have almost succeeded."
Those three gentle words—my dear—made goosebumps appear all over Sylvar Crowe's body as he watched the fight.
At the same time, two vague gazes from the side fell onto him.
Sylvar Crowe's body instantly stiffened.
He did not dare move.
Giselle was still holding his sickle.
Even while injured, he shouted loudly.
"Sister!"
"Are you finally ready to marry Lord Hardy?!"
Then he suddenly realized something.
"What did you just say, Onee-sama?!"
"Are you saying you married someone else?!"
"Who is it?!"
"Tell me!"
"I will kill him!"
"You must marry Lord Hardy!"
Rory Mercury's eyes became colder.
"What can you do without the dragon's help, Giselle?"
"You are obviously weak."
"Yet you still dare to speak nonsense here."
"And you even want to kill my dear?"
"You are truly courting death."
Sylvar Crowe felt miserable when he heard this.
Damn it.
Why drag me into this?
What if that Hardy guy becomes angry with me?
At this moment, Giselle had already begun retreating.
His dragon had become the enemy's mount.
And his own young dragons were currently pinned to the ground.
Rory Mercury stepped forward.
Giselle continued backing away.
Suddenly Rory Mercury swung her halberd again.
The blow smashed him to the ground.
Then she lifted her foot and kicked him repeatedly.
Each kick landed heavily.
After several strikes, Giselle was completely unable to resist.
He lost consciousness and collapsed on the ground.
Rory Mercury still looked unsatisfied.
"It seems you cannot kill him," Sylvar Crowe said. "After all, he's also an apostle."
Rory Mercury clicked her tongue.
Then she delivered several more heavy strikes to Giselle's neck.
His unconsciousness became even deeper.
Sylvar Crowe looked slightly regretful.
It was a pity there was no magic that could make someone stay unconscious for longer.
After finishing watching the battle between the two apostles, Sylvar Crowe turned his attention to the two young dragons.
Killing them would not bring much benefit.
Sealing them inside the book would waste pages.
After thinking for a moment, Sylvar Crowe made a decision.
He would let the Flame Dragon teach them how to hunt for their own food.
But they were not allowed to eat humans or humanoid species.
Sylvar Crowe decided to leave the Flame Dragon here for the time being.
There were still more than twenty days remaining.
He would not need the dragon during that time anyway.
After that, under the escort of the Flame Dragon and the two young dragons, they left the extinct volcano area and reached the main road.
Once they arrived at the main road, Sylvar Crowe drove his sports car again.
As he drove, he suddenly felt bored.
What should he do with the remaining twenty days?
He asked the others whether they had anything they wanted to do.
None of them had any particular plans.
Sylvar Crowe thought for a moment.
Why not return to Earth and spend the remaining twenty days having fun?
After all, once he sealed the Gate, this kind of opportunity might never appear again.
Next stop.
Earth.
At that moment, Sylvar Crowe suddenly realized something.
How could I be so stupid?
There was magic that allowed instant travel.
Yet I had chosen to drive around simply because it looked cool.
That was actually very troublesome.
Sylvar Crowe immediately used spatial magic again.
In a single step, they arrived at the camp near the Gate.
Then they walked through the Gate and returned to Earth.
No one dared stop them.
Even though the distance had been far away earlier, many people had still seen Sylvar Crowe riding on the dragon.
Now Sylvar Crowe had gained a new title.
Originally he had been called the Guardian of Ice.
Now people had begun calling him the Dragon Knight.
Or sometimes the Knight of the Flame Dragon.
Rory Mercury, Tuka Luna Marceau, and Lelei began wandering around and enjoying themselves again.
This time they exchanged gold coins for cash before going shopping.
Sylvar Crowe suddenly remembered something.
The senior members of his squad had asked him to bring things back.
Let me think.
Magna-senpai likes cool things.
Since he likes dragons so much, maybe I should give him a young dragon.
Then there was Luck-senpai.
I do not really have anything suitable for him.
Maybe I should just let him fight the Flame Dragon.
Anyway, I am not going to fight that man myself.
As for Vanessa, I should buy several bottles of 1982 Lafite for her.
That wine probably would not make her drunk.
The captain had asked him to bring back some laxatives.
But something seemed wrong.
Compared to the advanced technology of the Hunter Association world, the medical technology here was not impressive.
So the laxatives here might actually be less effective than the ones from before.
Sylvar Crowe felt a headache forming.
But it probably would not be a serious problem.
Charmy-senpai's food recipes were already prepared.
Finral's requested books were also ready.
As for the other squad members, he would simply bring back various foods.
During this time, the Gate was transporting people from Earth into the other world at an extremely fast pace.
By the twentieth day of playing around, Sylvar Crowe suddenly felt a little regret.
Perhaps because the Gate had been operating twenty-four hours a day transporting people and supplies, its magical energy had already weakened.
At its current level of magical power, it might already be possible to seal it directly.
After returning to Earth on the eighth day, Sylvar Crowe spent two full days having fun.
They rode the Ferris wheel.
They rode roller coasters.
They rode giant pendulum rides.
These were things that had only existed in his childhood imagination.
When he was young, he could only see them in movies.
Those two days were extremely happy.
Sylvar Crowe finally managed to make up for some regrets from his childhood.
On the tenth day.
Then the eleventh day.
From that point onward, aside from sleeping, Sylvar Crowe spent most of his time refining his magic power, setting trap magic, and paying for the group's living expenses.
The magic power sealed inside the grimoire would be used to seal the Gate.
There could be absolutely no mistakes.
Actually, Sylvar Crowe felt that he could already seal it now.
But unfortunately, he had publicly declared that the Gate would disappear after thirty sunrises and sunsets.
You had to bear the consequences of your own lies.
During the remaining twenty days, Sylvar Crowe worked day and night refining his magic power.
At the same time, he purchased enormous quantities of food and supplies.
After all, traveling to different worlds meant encountering unpredictable situations.
Preparation was necessary.
At first Rory Mercury, Lelei, and Tuka Luna Marceau felt slightly embarrassed.
They were out enjoying themselves while Sylvar Crowe stayed behind working.
However, Sylvar Crowe told them that coming to this world was rare.
They should enjoy it fully.
After all, the next world they traveled to might not be a modern world.
However, Sylvar Crowe soon regretted saying that.
He had hidden away tens of thousands of gold coins.
Now only two thousand remained.
His heart hurt terribly.
As the saying goes, the easiest money to earn is money from women and children.
His daily schedule became extremely strict.
This was the classic 996 routine.
He slept eight hours per day.
Five hours of magic power were required simply to maintain his existence in this world.
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner consumed another hour and a half.
That left eight and a half hours of free time.
He used that entire time to concentrate magic power and set trap spells around the Gate.
Every day followed the exact same schedule.
By the end of each day, he was completely exhausted.
Finally, the thirtieth day arrived.
Sylvar Crowe completed all preparations.
He adjusted every detail until everything reached its best possible condition.
Then he asked Rory Mercury, Tuka Luna Marceau, and Lelei to return to the other side of the Gate first.
Sylvar Crowe planned to seal the Gate from the Earth side.
If they remained here when the Gate was sealed, they would no longer be able to return to their world.
After sealing the Gate, Sylvar Crowe expected that his magic power would be nearly depleted.
If something went wrong, he might even be forced to return to another world due to magical exhaustion.
To prevent any accidents, he asked them to leave first.
"Will it succeed?" Lelei asked.
"It must succeed," Sylvar Crowe replied.
"I want to travel to other worlds."
"Just imagining it is already exciting."
Sylvar Crowe waved his hand at them, urging them to go quickly.
At that moment, Rory Mercury suddenly rushed forward.
She grabbed Sylvar Crowe's arm.
Then she bit down hard.
Sylvar Crowe felt a sharp pain.
"What are you doing?! That hurts!"
"This is a contract," Rory Mercury said while licking the blood from her lips.
"The agreement cannot be broken."
Her voice was extremely charming.
It made people's hearts beat faster.
She was truly like a seductive fox.
"I never break promises," Sylvar Crowe said immediately.
"That is my life motto."
After a burst of laughter, the three girls walked through the Gate.
Today very few people were entering.
Only large numbers of drones could be seen transporting supplies.
After all, when people knew that something might happen on the thirtieth day, very few were willing to risk their lives.
Sylvar Crowe waited there for ten minutes.
Then he spoke to himself.
"It should be fine after this long, right?"
As he spoke, he activated all the trap magic that had been hidden around the Gate.
Every day.
Day after day.
More than eighty trap spells had been placed here.
All of them had been prepared over twenty days.
"Can you withstand the attack created from twenty days of preparation?"
Sylvar Crowe muttered.
Countless magical chains suddenly appeared.
They shot out from every trap spell and wrapped around the Gate.
At the same time, the government finally realized something was wrong.
A loudspeaker began broadcasting urgently.
They ordered him to stop immediately.
Only then did they realize that the so-called thirty-day disappearance had been a lie.
But Sylvar Crowe ignored them.
Everything would be over soon anyway.
The countless chains dragged the Gate toward the magic book.
Sylvar Crowe opened the grimoire.
He activated the spell.
Universal Seal.
First, the Gate had no consciousness.
It only followed preset instincts.
Second, after thirty days of continuous transportation, the Gate's magical energy had already fallen far below its original level.
Third, the grimoire contained two hundred units of stored magic power.
Combined with the Yin Seal and Sylvar Crowe's own magic power, the total reached two hundred and eleven units.
Sylvar Crowe poured all of that power into the seal.
The chains pulled the Gate toward the grimoire.
In less than twenty seconds, the Gate was completely absorbed into the book.
It became a vivid illustration on one of the pages.
At that moment, the government issued another warning.
"If you do not stop immediately, we will launch missiles."
Sylvar Crowe looked toward the distant missile launchers.
Then he spoke with obvious sarcasm.
"Didn't you already launch them?"
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