The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Dragon Lady Shatima rather abruptly but naturally became a so-called advisor by Komer’s side. In fact, even the name Shatima was given to her on the spot by Komer without seeking her opinion. When Shatima later asked about any special meaning behind her name, Komer was at a loss for words. He didn’t know what the word Shatima represented; he only seemed to remember from Kennifer III’s memories that Shatima was a promiscuous female demon beast. Of course, he couldn’t tell her that, so he mumbled an excuse that Shatima was the name of a very beautiful and unusual flower on the Mang Continent. Oblivious to his ill intent, Dragon Lady happily thanked Komer for naming her. The chilling atmosphere of Damarlinsk Castle couldn’t escape Shatima’s notice, but for an Ice Dragon, it was undoubtedly the best place to heal. She declined the offer to stay next to Lome and chose a room in the basement facing the Eye of Darkness, which would allow her to absorb the Nether Qi to the fullest extent to nourish her body.

For the first time, Shatima felt that staying here was an excellent choice. With food provided for free and no need to toil around in the wilderness in search of sustenance, she spent her nights cultivating and healing, and her days wandering around or having chats with her witty and humorous male companions. They discussed the intricacies of human martial arts and magic, which she wasn’t familiar with, from the perspective of a Dragon Clan’s understanding of magic. This lifestyle was far more fulfilling and pleasant than her previous freedom on Cordillera Wilderness or leisure in the Great Swamp Area. Deep down, Shatima also had a growing fondness for the seemingly aloof young Lord due to his "preferential treatment."

Sometimes, Shatima felt a bit guilty for staying like this. It seemed that the young noble lord had no restrictions or demands on her. With top-notch healing grounds, exquisitely rich food, and a comfortable living environment, she even started to fall in love with this lifestyle. Although she knew it was impossible to stay here forever, she still hoped to do something within her power for him. But now, the young Lord seemed quite busy, and his presence had become rare; the last time she saw him was the day before yesterday, and she wondered what he was busy with.

Komer was indeed busy. Mandu had already been set on the right path, but with the other three regions of Leon suddenly coming under his jurisdiction, the entire Lord’s Mansion became busier all at once. According to the agreement, Izmir, Murray, and Banassia were each allowed to organize a hundred soldiers for their Self-defense Army, selected from the original rabble of armed men. This selection process was so stringent that even Fran and Ilot, who were in charge of the examinations, found it overly rigorous. Yet, the Half-Beastmen were still eager to participate, as this was the only chance to don the majestic armor and become great warriors of the Self-defense Army. Every registration point was swarmed with tens of thousands of Half-Beastmen, but each point only had a mere hundred opportunities, leaving many of them disheartened.

In the end, after strong appeals from Fran and Ilot, Komer reluctantly agreed to increase the quota by three hundred, adding a hundred to each region. Even so, the intensity of the competition exceeded any that Fran had ever seen before, surpassing even the Kingdom of Myron’s selection process for the Kingdom Court warriors. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NovᴇlFir(e).nᴇt