Chapter 322: Treasure Hunt (1)
The Dragonian Kingdom’s reconstruction was progressing smoothly. The dragonkin, slumped on the streets like soulless husks after the Dragon God's death, had sprang to their feet to rebuild their shattered kingdom as if nothing had happened.
As a race, the dragonkin possessed inherently powerful mana and could wield a wide array of magic with ease. They didn’t have modern construction equipment, but with magic at their disposal, the pace of rebuilding far exceeded anything the latest technology on Earth could have accomplished.
“Ugh, seriously... what am I, Rapunzel? These guys won’t even let me raise a finger. I'm practically imprisoned here.” Song Ha-Eun pounded her chest, feeling stuffy from being cooped up indoors.
With her personality, she much preferred being outside and getting her hands dirty rather than sitting around. Thanks to the dragonkin’s extreme overprotectiveness, she couldn’t participate in any of the reconstruction efforts.
“Well, you’re basically a god from the dragonkin’s perspective,” Kwon Oh-Jin said.
They couldn’t exactly have their god carrying bricks now, could they?
“I mean, Jesus was a carpenter, wasn’t he?” She did have a point.
“Is it really that suffocating being inside?”
“It’s killing me. I tried training just a little, and they almost foamed at the mouth trying to stop me from doing even that.”
Maybe the trauma from losing their god once already still lingered. Even from Kwon Oh-Jin’s perspective, the dragonkin went a bit overboard.
“Anyway, you won’t have to feel that way for long,” he said.
“Huh? Why?”