Chương 242: Reborn as the Dragon — Chapter 242 - Was It You Who Summoned My Descent?

If one could live, no one would want to die. These nobles treated her like a beast, like a toy for their amusement. If she could survive, if she could escape this arena, she would do everything in her power to make these bastards pay.

"Yes! That's it!"

"Bite her to death!" In the stands, a noblewoman in luxurious attire watched the bloody scene in the arena, her face flushed. Her expression was so excited it looked as if she were in the middle of some high-risk operation involving billions of lives. The manticore below was her pet, and she was Delna, the Third Princess of Erylan. A crowd of nobles clustered around Delna, their faces full of flattery.

This princess was known as the Empire's Flower, not only because of her stunning beauty, but also because she was deeply favored by the King of Erylan.

"Your Highness, Third Princess, are you planning to finish off this whore in one go this time? His Majesty won't blame you, will he? After all, she is also..."

"Shut up!" Delna shot the noble a cold look.

"If you say one more word of nonsense, you'll end up just like that bitch down there, food for my darling! She's nothing but a lowborn brat born when Father was fooling around with a commoner. Her very existence is an insult to royal dignity. If I can torment her here, then it means I've already received Father's permission. Do you really think Father would care about some filthy thing not even worthy of having a name? Ridiculous." The scene in the arena grew ever bloodier.

The girl's limbs had already been torn off by the savage manticore, and Delna looked more and more pleased. Then, suddenly, her eyes flicked as she thought of something. She stood and clapped her hands. The manticore in the arena, which had been enjoying its meal, shuddered at the sound of the princess's applause and immediately dropped to the ground, its fierce head buried in the dirt, not daring to move. That cowering display had none of the wildness or dignity a monster should have.

"Lord Aubrite." Delna called to a handsome noble with an oily, polished face standing beside her.

"Your Highness?"

"I heard you have a dragon beast in heat. Since letting Black Claw bite her to death is no longer interesting, bring your dragon beast out. I want to see something more interesting." Delna's words made the nobles around her go cold all over. What kind of vicious heart could even think of such a way to torture someone? They had seen Aubrite's dragon beast before.

Though it was only a newly grown low-blood dragon beast, its body was already seven or eight meters long, and when it stood up, it was well over two meters tall. If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Aubrite felt a little uneasy, but the girl in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to offend. He could only nod and agree, then signal to the knight beside him. Not long after, the manticore in the arena was led away. The ground began to tremble.

CREAK— A tall gate opened. THUD. THUD. THUD. Heavy footsteps approached. A massive dragon beast strode out, its eyes blood-red and hot breath pouring from its nostrils, head held high and chest out. It sniffed the air. The scent of blood drew it in, but right now it had no interest in eating. What it caught, instead, was another smell drifting through the air. Its ferocious eyes lifted and swept over the noisy stands. Its greedy gaze traveled across one female human after another.

In the end, it landed on its master. Only then did the dragon beast snort and lower its head. Those people in the stands were not for it to enjoy. It knew that. Its master was standing among those humans. So it turned its gaze toward the girl lying in the pool of blood. That was the reward its master had given it. Come to think of it, it was strange. With the girl's small, frail body, after being savaged by the manticore and having her limbs torn off, she should have been dead long ago.

But in fact, she was not dead at all. Instead, her wounds were slowly healing.

"It's starting." Delna looked at the huge dragon beast slowly approaching the girl in the arena. She crossed her legs in satisfaction, the wine glass in her hand swaying gently as the rich red liquid rippled with elegant waves.

"She was born with a very strong healing ability. No matter how I torture her, as long as I don't kill her in one go, she can survive. And the wounds on her body will completely disappear." Delna wasn't sure whether she was talking to herself or to the nobles around her. There was a trace of jealousy in her voice. Being born with a special ability was a privilege only heroes had. And heroes were a very rare kind of special person. Far harder to cultivate than mages and knights.

Once heroes grew up, they were also much stronger.

"So today, I want to see whether your body can still recover after being violated by a dragon beast. Hahaha..." Delna gave a ferocious smile, and her eerie laughter made the nobles around her take two steps back. In the arena, the dragon beast had already reached the girl. It exposed its weapon. The human girl before it seemed to have accepted her fate. She closed her eyes and muttered under her breath, as if praying. And in fact, that was exactly what she was doing. This was the girl's last hope.

From the moment Delna locked her in the dungeon a month ago, she had vaguely felt that she had formed a thread of connection with some powerful existence. She had a strong premonition. If she prayed to that great being, it might descend. She would also have to pay with her soul and freedom. From that point on, she would become that great being's slave. That absurd, eerie feeling often made the girl think she had made contact with some evil abyssal demon. It forced her to be careful.

So she kept hesitating and never acted rashly. She had already endured so much pain during this month of torture. At first, she thought she could keep holding on, could endure everything. But when Delna brought her to the beast arena and had the monster tear into her, she finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"Demon or angel, whoever you are, whatever kind of being you are, please... please save me. I am willing to become your servant forever and be at your command..." The contract was formed. HUM— A black spatial tunnel opened instantly in front of the girl's shattered body. Draconic majesty, deep as an abyss and oppressive as a prison, poured out. The dragon beast, which had been about to enjoy its meal, dropped to the ground with a thunderous crash as if it had seen a ghost.

That pressure from the depths of its soul made its entire body tremble, as if a giant dragon's claw had closed around its throat and was tightening little by little.

"Was it you who summoned my descent, you lowly dragon beast?!" A thunderous roar exploded. A massive black dragon, over twenty meters long with a wingspan of nearly thirty meters, emerged from the spatial tunnel. Its crimson-gold dragon eyes swept across the scene with brilliant, almost divine light. Its dragon head was held high, like an emperor looking down on the mortal world. ➤ Next: So System, You Admit You're Useless?