Chapter 223: Ignisia the Elder Dragon (2)
A shiver ran through Ketal’s body, a ripple of anticipation he could not contain. Finally, the chance to wield Myst was within his grasp.
He had dreamed of this moment—hungered for it with every fiber of his being. The Wandering Merchant turned to their equipment, working swiftly and efficiently. In the blink of an eye, the dragon’s corpse vanished as if it had never existed.
“We’ll use the Dragon Heart to prepare what’s needed... Once it’s finished, I’ll deliver it to you myself,” the Merchant explained.
“How long will it take?” Ketal asked them, trying to keep the hope in his voice from sounding too desperate. “Would a week be enough?”
“A week...?” The Merchant sounded as if they couldn’t believe what they were hearing. “It’ll take ten years...”
The hopeful gleam in Ketal’s eyes froze in place.
“Ten years?” Ketal barely managed to get the words out, almost choking on disbelief.
“Of course. Did you think letting your body wield Myst would be that easy? Besides, the Dragon Heart isn’t something I can simply manipulate. Without this quest, I wouldn’t have gotten my hands on such a rare material at all...”
It was clear that the reward was no ordinary prize, and the process itself would be arduous, even for the Wandering Merchant. If not for this quest, not even the Merchant could have obtained the Dragon Heart, let alone create a catalyst from it.
“And with your... unusual qualities, ten years is the bare minimum. It could take several decades, depending on how things go...,” the Merchant continued.
Ketal felt the impact like a physical blow. The news was a punch to the gut, stealing the wind from his sails.
“That can’t be...,” Ketal muttered.