Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 789: I shall be your weapon until my last breath!

After what felt like an eternity... a very... a very long time...

Aether finally began to understand, or more accurately, was forced to listen to that lengthy tale which was meant to be wrapped up in just a few words!

Drakhairsʼ life had been simple... he was like a free bird... well, a free dragon, so he followed the call of his heart, with no hidden agenda. He destroyed anyone who dared to stand in his way and climbed the ladder of power and political influence without hesitation.

Even the Dragon Emperors during his era were left both shocked and deeply worried at the thought that he might one day be chosen by the Arcane and take their throne.

And, as it turns out... he was a chosen one!

Fuck!

Aether was taken aback when he heard this detail... Drakhairs was, in fact, a chosen one from an old era, long before Dora, and even before Master Snape. Yet, surprisingly, Drakhairs had never become a Sovereign!

Due to various restrictions and other tedious responsibilities that he had no interest in... Drakhairs, in his prime, had chosen to walk away from the trial without any hesitation. He never sought power for its own sake... he simply craved freedom.

Nothing more!

He roamed through many Empires, battled numerous adversaries... even faced the chosen ones from new eras.

Sometimes, he even worked as a professor in the academy... As heʼd mentioned, he did whatever he wanted, but always on his own terms, always with his freedom intact.

He was like a rogue hero straight out of the novels!

But after living the high life, playing hard enough for so long... Drakhairs finally decided to settle down.

It was as though age had caught up with him and hit him harder than he expected, so he chose to spend the rest of his days quietly in the corner of the Empire.

If he had wanted to, he could have seized the throne... yet, he didnʼt want to rule over these people—it would have been nothing more than a nuisance.

Whatʼs more... the Dragon Emperorʼs horns controlled him, even though he was a chosen one... no one could escape the grip of that control. So, rather than causing the Dragon Emperor fear and trying to assassinate him, Drakhairs chose to take a break and vowed never to interfere with the royalty again.

For the next thousand years, he rested, living a peaceful, comfortable life free from battles.

Until... now,

Aether blinked in disbelief, still trying to process the story, his eyes wide as he stared at the old man with an expression that conveyed utter amazement.

Aether wasnʼt sure if he was lucky to have this man by his side, or if it was just his lazy attitude that Aether had managed to use to his advantage.

”Sigh... I canʼt believe it... a chosen one from five eras ago is still alive...” Aether muttered, shaking his head in astonishment.

Drakhairs chuckled softly, a hint of amusement in his voice, ”Haha... Indeed... Iʼm honestly surprised Iʼm still even alive...”

Aetherʼs lips twitched at hearing that, and he frowned in thought. ”Then why did you let me rule? With you here, this much stronger than me... you could have taken it from me at any time... and yet—”

”Please stop right there, sir,” Drakhairs interrupted, his voice heavy with a sigh,

”Iʼm just an old bone.... I donʼt know when my time will come.

I canʼt simply rule an empire out of nowhere when itʼs something Iʼm not even interested in. And also...” His face grew darker as he recalled the past,

”Even with all the power and everything I had, when that bastard took my daughter from me... I realized I was powerless.

All the strength in the world meant nothing when I couldnʼt control the situation when I couldnʼt protect what mattered most to me... Thatʼs when I truly understood that power is nothing if you donʼt have control over the things that truly matter.” His teeth ground together as his anger resurfaced... even sparks seemingly escaping from his mouth!!

”...” Aether sat in silence, staring at him, the weight of the old manʼs words sinking in.

He understood that part.... It was an honour for any dragon to marry the Dragon Emperor, but after that day, Drakhairs had never seen his daughter again. And even when he tried to search for her, he was easily controlled by the Emperorʼs horns. Drakhairs could only blame himself for feeling helpless and losing his daughter.

Thatʼs why he hadnʼt cared when Arkanis died.