First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Bored

Long dark hair cascaded like a waterfall of shadow around her elegant yet deadly figure, and her presence alone exuded an oppressive aura that could crush weaker beings into oblivion.

Her slender fingers tapped impatiently on the armrest, the sharp claws clicking rhythmically as she awaited news from her subordinates.

At her feet knelt several demon generals, each clad in dark, twisted armor that pulsed faintly with an ominous red glow.

"Have you discovered the source of that anomaly yet?" Vepar’s voice was chillingly calm, yet filled with a barely restrained fury. "I felt a disturbance from Zorathal. A ripple, subtle yet unmistakable."

The nearest demon general, a towering figure with crimson scales and twisted horns, spoke carefully, "My Queen, our scouts have returned from Zorathal. The only anomaly they were able to identify originates from within the Titan Race. However, the specifics remain elusive. Their security has tightened significantly, and extracting information has become far more challenging."

Vepar’s eyes flashed dangerously, a faint smile playing at her lips. "The Titans, hmm? Now this has become interesting. What is one of the apex races planning here? Continue investigating. I want every detail uncovered. I will not tolerate interference at this stage."

"Yes, my Queen," the generals responded in unison, their voices echoing with unwavering loyalty.

"Do not fail me," Vepar warned softly, her voice dripping with bloodlust, "Or your fates shall become an example to all."

As the generals swiftly retreated from her throne room, Vepar’s gaze drifted toward the distant horizon, her expression darkening.

Around her fortress, the unending battles surged—demons ripping one another apart in mindless savagery, driven by insatiable bloodlust.

Flames consumed entire regions, and cries of suffering filled the air, a grotesque symphony that only fueled Vepar’s ambitions.

"Soon," she whispered, eyes narrowing in anticipation. "Soon, all worlds will know true chaos. The war is coming."

Her laughter echoed chillingly through the fortress, making even the demons within shiver with fear.

***

"Mmmm..." Orion stretched after getting up from the bed. Looking at the time, it was already evening. His lips twitched as he saw the book placed on the side table of the bed. ’How the hell did I only manage to read 4 more pages in the entire day when I managed to read 4 yesterday night?’

[Because the book’s contents are becoming more profound. So you will either need to become stronger or spend more time. But it’s already impressive you managed to read eight pages in two days. I fear other humans wouldn’t even be able to read a single page in a week of this grimoire.]

Orion shook his head and headed out. ’I’ll just walk around the garden, this shit is depressing me.’

Pushing open the gates, he saw both Fiora and Rina standing outside, waiting for any order.

"Let’s go and have a walk in the garden," he smiled at them and said.

***

The day continued to pass as he spent time all over the mansion—chatting and laughing with Rina and Fiora, or spending time reading. He decided against visiting Seraph, as he thought visiting her too many times a day might make him seem too pushy and leave a bad impression.

Exhausted, he went back to his room after having dinner. He dropped back on the bed. "...Why is my life so boring? I thought it would be fun in a fantasy world."

[Because you are weak as fuck, Master. (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و]

’...Come here, lemme beat you up,’ he said, annoyed.

[Cough, but what I said is true, Master. You are only like this because you haven’t become strong yet. Otherwise, you would consider even sleeping a waste. Once you reach Tier 1, you’ll have so many things to do—like learning Spirit Arts, Runesmithing, Herb Growing, Potion Brewing, Spell Learning, etc. etc. You won’t ever be bored. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧]

Orion silently looked at the system screen, reading her message as he inwardly agreed. ’Maybe you’re right. I should try to hurry it up. But I don’t want to rush it like last time either.’