The book did not look all that special, and under normal circumstances, he would have likely ignored it without a second thought.
But then he remembered one simple, important detail from the system message the other day, the mention of seven dragon bloodlines.
His fingers tightened slightly around the book as his tired eyes sharpened, because suddenly, the colorful little thing in his hand no longer looked harmless. It looked hidden in plain sight, disguised as something no adult would bother taking seriously.
Max quickly opened the first page, tracing each line as his eyes moved across the simple words and faded illustrations.
He had already confirmed that it was a book meant for children, with short sentences and old painted scenes that looked almost laughable at first glance, but the longer he stared, the more he felt that something beneath those simple words was not simple at all.
