Chapter 345: River of Blood, Mountain of Screams (8)
A Transcendental wasn’t so weak that they would faint from merely being hit on the head with a flower vase. However, Endymion felt humiliation from the dampness he felt on his head and the droplets dripping down along his jawline. Above all, the fact that he had fallen for a trick and was ambushed was absurd.
Wait, I just got ambushed?
When explaining what kind of beings dragons were, it was said among elves that dragons existed even before the concept of pride was born. Dragons were extremely prideful beings. They neither lied nor ambushed.
However, Keter had just done both.
The reason I have been fooled by Keter’s lie is that I believe a dragon would never do that.
In other words, the Keter before him was not a dragon. That was Endymion’s conclusion.
“Your gaze has suddenly become gentle. Are you not gonna fight?” Keter flicked his finger and provoked.
Despite Keter’s taunt, Endymion shook his head. “I’ve realized you aren’t a dragon, so there is no reason for me to fight you.”
“A moment ago, you said let’s fight, now you’re saying let’s not. Seriously, you elves are impossible to understand.” Keter clenched and unclenched his fist in disappointment.
Beside him, Daat pointed at Endymion and said, “Big Brother, by the looks of it, you two probably haven’t even been introduced. This here is Sefira’s elder, Endymion. He calls himself Sefira’s guardian.”
“Elder? Guardian? No wonder. I wondered how Sefira had no Prime and still managed to stay safe. Why have you been hiding until now and suddenly show up?”
“Come to think of it, I haven’t heard the reason for that either,” Daat added.