Chapter 79 Prepared for launch
"So, could you please show me the way?"
"Of course!"
A look of excitement appeared on Yakus's usually always indifferent face.
Rand noticed that his clenched fist showed a bruise.
What a pathetic fellow, clearly having an amazing talent as a spellcaster but accomplishing very little because of all the limitations, having to rely on others to accomplish his revenge.
Hmph! That's precisely why such talent is cheap for him!
As long as he had him, Rand believed that he would not have to worry about the lack of powerful spells in the future.
He probed his forelimbs and opened his dragon claws, taking Yakus in his grip gently.
"Then! Let's get going!"
With a light tremor of its immense wings, the dragon sprang into the sky!
Stars of fire surged and flickered.
His body turned into a crimson stream of light, breaking through the clouds, before turning in a flash and heading off into the distance ...
A few hours later.
"Is this the place?"
The giant dragon flicked its dragon wings and stayed firmly in the clouds, looking down on a town below and inquiring.
"That's right! This is the place! I will never forget it."
Yakus, held in the dragon's claws, spoke up, his hair completely dishevelled from the flight, blown back in a uniform sweep, his face white and drained of spirit, but with a face that could hardly hide his exhilaration.
"Not bad! Not bad!
Surrounded by mountains, it is hard for outsiders to see, so it is indeed a good venue for fireworks!"
The giant dragon's crimson dragon eyes contracted, his vision spanning a distance of several thousand metres, taking in everything on the ground, clearly.
It was a small town in the middle of a mountain range, and the population did not look too large, estimated to be only five or six hundred people.
A wooden house, sparsely scattered, looked extremely dilapidated and loose.
On the streets, a few pedestrians occasionally walk around, dressed in sackcloth, with a thin, malnourished appearance.
The faces had an extremely numb and unhinged look.
On one corner of the street, several men dressed in leather armour, like adventurers or mercenaries, were punching and kicking a man, while a woman pulled one of the men to the ground, begging! Together!
The occasional passer-by just looked on and left in a hurry.
In the middle of the town is a luxurious villa that is very different from the ordinary wooden houses outside.
It was surrounded by a wide stone wall, as if isolated from the outside world.
In addition to this.
There were actually two layers of housing around it, and soldiers in leather armour were seen coming and going from time to time.
The nearest houses were about a hundred metres away from the villa.
In the courtyard of the villa.
A man wearing flashy clothes, with a big back haircut and a somewhat obese figure, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, was sitting on a soft chair in the villa courtyard.
He is embracing his left and right, and on each side sit maids in maid's outfits with reasonably good faces.
With his eyes closed, he opens his mouth from time to time to allow the maid next to him to serve him some small snacks.
The two maids look a little stiff and unnatural.
But the man doesn't care about this, his face is full of enjoyment, swallowing the fruit fed to him by the maids from time to time, probing his salty hands and moving around on the two maids.
The difference between the inside of the villa, and the outside of the villa, was like two different worlds in which people live.
"This town, it looks very poor and backward, but our Baron, the Lord of the Baron, is living a good little life."
The gargoyle scanned the ground before taking a somewhat playful look.
As nobles of the upper class, enjoyment was their privilege.
Just as it was Rand's privilege as a gargoyle to enjoy life as a creature of the upper class, it was equally his privilege.
However, there was a difference between the two!
That is, he! With real power!
And the wretch below, had none! Everything he enjoyed was, in Rand's eyes, nothing more than a mirror, a poke in the eye.
Power is worthless in the face of power! At least in this transcendent world.
"Yes! I didn't expect this town to change at all after a decade or so, they seem to be adhering to the most primitive and ancient rules of nobility, squeezing their own subjects without limit for their own pleasure.
It's disgusting, huh?"
Yakus spoke up as well, his voice filled with an icy chill.
Rand had noticed that he was holding a strange blue potion in his hand, and that both eyes, too, were coated with it.
"It's an eagle eye potion that, when dripped on the eyes, gives one the vision of an eagle for a brief period of time.
This will allow me to see everything below."
Yakus explained with a smile.
"I didn't expect you to be quite prepared."
"In spell research, we often need to observe the properties of some magical beasts as magical creatures.
This requires dissecting them.
The Eagle Eye technique, in this, plays an important role.
He allows one to see things that one would not normally see."
"Very well! And only then.
The next fireworks will be seen more closely! We'll have more fun!
Yakus! From now on, keep your eyes open and don't miss a single second of it!
Ha ha ha ha!
This will be the most beautiful fireworks you've ever seen in your life! I guarantee it!"
The dragon laughed loudly, before opening its mouth for a moment and starting to inhale wildly.
Countless streams of elements, invisible to the naked eye, were sucked into its lungs along with the surrounding clouds.
In the crevices of the dragon's scales on its chest and belly, a crimson glow brightens up several times! A bright yellow glow emerged.
It also flickered more frequently than usual.
Wisps of plasma-like red flame emerged from its mouth, swirling like a whirlpool and converging towards a spark in front of the dragon's mouth!
This spark grew bigger and bigger with it, from half a metre in diameter, slowly becoming a metre ...
The temperature around it was climbing rapidly.
Rand had noticed that Yakus was sweating and breathing hard, which made him bend his own dragon tail to send Yakus upwards.
The other seemed to understand him too and opened his arms, holding the dragon's tail firmly in place.
The flames in front of the dragon's kiss were still gathering, growing larger!
The air continued to twist in the heat.
Even at the end of the dragon's tail, which was still about ten metres from the fireball.
Yakus was on the verge of being unable to withstand it, and he hastily unleashed a level 0 juggling spell on himself that had been modified by himself to boost his resistance.
This was what allowed him to barely hold on.
Sweat couldn't stop slipping down his forehead, but Yakus's eyes didn't blink.
He took Rand's words to heart and prepared to enjoy the so-called most beautiful fireworks!
The fireball quickly broke through two meters ... three meters ... four meters ... in diameter and finally compressed slowly to three meters.
Raging flaming energy kept churning on the surface of the fireball, splashing out from time to time a wisp of fire snake!
Until this moment, the giant dragon spat downwards violently!
Buzz!!!
The ball of fire began to plummet downwards!
It was like a small sun, colouring everything around it a halo of red.
It whistled and fell through the air, bringing with it a long red rainbow.
It was like a small world falling!