"Well, that's a pretty bad smell."
After the door opened, a strange smell came through, kind of like the stench of rotting corpses, but something different.
And the whole space was also very large surprisingly Oona's ghostly fire couldn't shine through.
"Don't mind..."
"Okay, okay, I can't see the size of this very well, so use it..."
Oona said waving her hand.
I nodded, then waved my hand and a dozen orbs of light flew up into the sky.
"Oh my god..."
Even Cornelia exclaimed.
"This is also... too..."
"Big?"
I looked up and frowned as well.
The dragon inside this storeroom was actually lying over a hundred meters tall, not at all on the same level as the one I saw underneath the hospital grounds!
"It's like a mountain..."
Oona went up to look at it.
"How strong do you think I'd be if I fully refined this corpse into a zombie dragon?"
"Stop it, we wouldn't even get out of here alive if you did that."
"What? I'm not the kind of jerk who forces people, I'm not the kind of jerk who forces people, they're conscious even if I turn them into zombies. Besides, dragons are creatures that live for a long time already, but there's a limit to how long they can live, but who wants to die? What if you could come back to life and become a zombie?"
"Stop it."
Cornelia said.
"A proud creature like a dragon doesn't care about becoming a zombie. It's fine if you say become a divine dragon or a shadow dragon, but a zombie dragon... it's strong but where's the face to go."
"Well..."
Oona scratched her head.
"Tell me more, let's see..."
But before she could finish her sentence, a red shadow flashed directly in front of Oona.
"You can resurrect my father?"
That made Cornelia, who almost pulled out a knife next to her, stop and look at the...er, girl in front of her, and then at me.
Finally, we all looked at Oona.
Oona's look was also a bit unnatural, probably because of the pair of dragon wings and those cute tiger teeth on the back of the girl in front of me.
Well, it's more appropriate to say the dragon's teeth.
Dornal-itis-dit.
LV70 Knight of Inferno
Naive - Knight of Infamy - Dragon - Annihilator - One Hit Kill - [Leap of Death Flame]
My God, should I say strong or not for a level 70 dragon?
It was barely strong in rank, but it was a dragon after all, and a level 70 attack was certainly extraordinary. And there was also dragon language magic and all that, so who knew the strength of the other side.
But........
I wouldn't even know this guy was a dragon if he didn't have dragon wings or something.
The short pink hair, crimson trench coat and ** feet, well, it looks like it's just a don't call it naughty little girl at best.
And of course, there were those red eyes with a hint of fire leaping out of them as if they were a ball of fire beating in them.
"I..."
Oona aimed a glance at me, then looked to Dornael.
"I can indeed bring your father back to life and restore him to consciousness, though he will turn into a zombie, but indeed, I can do it, I am a dark mage after all."
"Then hurry! Bring my father back to life!"
Dornel said with a little flick of her tail in the back as she spoke.
"Ahem, which is not so easy, first of all your father has to have just died no, within a month."
"Grace, father died a few days ago, at least a week before he left home."
"Well, and collect his soul, the more of him you have the clearer his sanity will be."
"Well..."
Dornel looked around.
"I don't know about that..."
"I know about summoning people's souls, but after all, they're people, and coercion can be summoned, and if it's stronger, the other party might actually have to invite it, and if they don't agree, then there's nothing I can do about it."
"Then... my father..."
Dornel seemed torn, and it seemed like she wasn't quite sure.
"I don't know...he's...seldom at home."
Rarely at home?
I'm surprised to hear that. Aren't dragons always squirming in the north? How come you haven't been home? Well, this is getting interesting, isn't it?
"And do you know where he's gone?"
I asked.
"Well... Father didn't tell me that."
"Well..."
I looked to Oona and said.
"Well, you'll have to try to summon her dad to see what's going on, won't you?"
"Hey hey hey."
Oona asked coming up to me and climbing my shoulder.
"What are you selling me for, are you very interested in her father's situation?"
"Slightly..."
"What does the Dragon have to do with us, really..."
"It's just not bad for you, is it?"
"Also..."
Oona turned to Dornael.
"Let's get started!"

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