What? You Want to Use My Music to Hatch Dragon Eggs? - Chapter 15

Chapter 15: The Lonely Clifford

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When he got home, Clifford sat at his desk. Looking at the information on the table, he recalled his unrealistic thoughts.

Several decades ago, Clifford had his own family, and all of them lived happily together.

However, that year, the apocalypse happened. The Black Dragon Niederhogg suddenly went berserk. All the countries on the Faust Dragon Continent suffered varying degrees of damage.

No matter where Niederhogg went, everything would be devoured. Any source of life magic became its nourishment.

Clifford’s home was in Skikgan, north of the capital of Dunmei. His family was originally an Earl’s family. Having their own small territory, the family lived a happy life, but the disaster suddenly struck.

Niederhogg, the Black Dragon of Despair, avoided the capital of Dunmei and went straight for the borders of Skikgan City. It happened to pass by Clifford’s family’s farm.

Back then, Clifford was still a young high-level Dragon Knight mage, so he was away from home, serving in the capital. As he watched Niederhogg pass by his family’s territory from the capital, he felt a surging rage, but he was bound to his duties in the capital. There was no way he could leave Dunmei City.

He could only look on as the Black Dragon of Despair destroy his family’s territory. In a fit of rage, he rode his green dragon and charged directly at Niederhogg.

Within three seconds after entering Niederhogg’s death domain, his green dragon could no longer hold on.

In order to save Clifford’s life, the green dragon burned up what little dragon blood it had left and ejected him from the death domain.

Even though Clifford had the ability to hatch another dragon, he never did carry out this ritual again.

Decades passed quickly, and Clifford finally became the king’s chief mage after much hard work.

He had witnessed the birth of the great mechanical iron dragon, Hanos’ creation, but that did not make him happy. This was because even though the high priest’s steel dragon was known as the seventh catastrophe, it could not withstand defeat the other six catastrophes!

Seeing Clifford’s lonely figure, Locke knew that many things must have happened in his generation, causing him to be all alone in the present day.

On his table, there was a very old and yellowed magic picture. It was protected by a metal frame made of very hard materials.

Due to the awkward atmosphere, Locke immediately pointed at the picture and asked, “Are these all your family members?”

Hearing this, Clifford was jolted back to reality.

“Oh! Are you talking about this?

“They’re long gone. This was from decades ago!”

“Is it because of Niederhogg?”

Hearing this name, he was stunned for a moment before he nodded. “Yes, when I was young, my family lived on the borders of Skikgan. No one would have thought that Niederhogg would actually pass by that place!”

Locke patted Clifford on the shoulder and said, “My mother passed by that area with my siblings and coincidentally came in Niederhogg’s way. Unfortunately, none of them survived!”

This was the memory that Locke had hidden deep within his brain. It was only after he was reborn that he dug out this memory.

“Someone used magic to seal this specific memory!”

Clifford felt the same way. He did not expect to meet a victim like himself.

“Do you know the six great catastrophes in this world?”

Because Locke’s father had always avoided talking about these things, Locke had limited knowledge in that aspect He shook his head in response.

Clifford then explained the six great catastrophes.

No. 1: Niederhogg, Black Dragon of Despair. (Surrounding it is a death domain. Everything will be devoured wherever it goes.)

No. 2: Fafnir the dragon (It has its own domain of greed, where everyone will kill each other.)

No. 3: Leviathan, the Dragon of Chaos (It commands the domain of gluttony, which devours everything that can be eaten wherever it goes).

No.4: Ladon, the Midwinter Dragon (It commands the realm of cold winter. Wherever it goes, everything within its vicinity will be permanently frozen, and everything will lose its vitality.)

No.5: Tiamat, the mother of Evil Dragons (With the realm of destruction, all living things that enter it will be annihilated with death rays)

No.6: Hydra, the nine-headed dragon (with nine elemental attributes, it is the weakest of the six great catastrophes, but no one has managed to defeat it up to this day!)

No. 7: Hanos Steel Dragon (with its own elemental fusion metal, it is immune to the nine elements, but it is still no match for Hydra because the source of magic power of Hanos is too weak to surpass the source of magic power of the dragons themselves.)

“The seventh catastrophe is the life’s work of the late High Priest Hanos. He wanted to defeat Hydra through his own technology.

“However, he did not succeed in the end. At the very end, his mana was insufficient and he lost!

“However, this battle made the Kingdom of Dunmei the most powerful kingdom in the Faust Dragon Continent, because until this day, no one has been able to fight against Hydra, let alone escape from Hydra alive!”

After saying this, Clifford’s eyes revealed deep regret.

“In the end, the high priest did not fulfil his final wish!

“However, we shouldn’t be saddened by it, because his daughter is an even more outstanding mage than Hanos!”

That night, the two of them did not sleep at all. Clifford told Locke everything about the Faust Dragon Continent and let him know what his ultimate goal was.

Meanwhile, in the Hanos Science and Technology Tower, Hanos Lamira was researching the weapon data that the researchers had obtained from the elf, Ischel Fergus.

This document was too important, and it contained all the secrets of magic. Everything related to it was the most advanced technology of science and magic!

She’d been studying this information ever since she got hold of it, she had not slept well for a week.

When Ischel Fergus saw this, she immediately walked over. “Miss Lamira! You are not in a good state of mind right now. Please stop your research and rest in your room!”

Hearing Ischel’s words, Lamira immediately frowned. She’d worked so hard and had finally analysed 1% of the weapon.

“Give me some time, and I’ll be able to completely analyse it!”

“Miss Lamira, please stop! You haven’t gotten as much as a wink of sleep for a week! You’re only a mortal now. You’re not even a mage. Even if you’ve figured it out, you can’t use it. It’s meaningless!”

Hearing this, Lamira immediately stopped what she was doing and leaned back against the chair to cry.

The most painful thing in her life was not being able to learn magic!