Chapter 1343 Go With Misty
"I haven't met Opal yet, but I will. Don't worry, I've got all the time in the world to meet and greet my friends. But some things cannot be changed, and the timing needs to be just right.
So, it is time for us to go." Misty explained.
Dana waved as a white mist began to form around Karl, and then the pair were gone, leaving her with the rest of the beasts, and an Academy full of awestruck students and curious recently freed slaves.
"We might as well have some fun, since we're here anyhow, and Misty took the Karl away. What do you say I let a golem loose in the basement and have the kids play hide and seek?" Rae suggested.
Unaware of the horrors that Rae planned for the students of the Academy, Karl found himself staring at a simple stone room in what appeared to be a Dragon God temple.
"So, what's first on the list of things to do?" He asked, while Misty rummaged through the pile of blankets and clothes on the bed.
"First up is to find my favourite hair pin, then we can start the list of things that you have to do while you're at this point in the Mythic Rank." She explained.
"There is a list?"
"Unfortunately. But look at it this way: If you do them all now, it feels like you only have to do one set of things, and then you're done. That's much better than coming back in time to convince the old you to do them a bunch of times." Misty explained.
"You have a point there. Is this the hair pin?" Karl asked, indicating a jade hairpin set on her dresser.
"Oh, there it is. Thank you. Alright. First up, we need to go to the city of Nar in Gathuzan. Your task is to stand up for a young dragonkin girl when she's bullied.
This one is important.
If you do it right, and restore her faith in people, she becomes the Queen of Gathuzan. If you mess it up, she becomes the Scourge of Gathuzan, an Immortal Rank terror that levels most of the country and wipes out the Shadow Dragons on this world."
"So, no pressure?"
Misty shrugged. "It's fine. If you mess it up, the worst that will happen is that Matilda will yell at me again."
Karl gave her a suspicious look. She was clearly only considering the direct impact to herself. The fact that someone would wipe out a whole species of dragons if he didn't get this right hadn't even registered on her list of dangerous side effects.
"Is there a reason that I was only supposed to bring Cara?"
Misty shrugged. "If you brought anyone else, she would have recognized you the moment that you stepped foot in Drodh. That would create a whole other world of things to fix in the timeline.
Oh, you also can't go as yourself or as your cat form."
"That part would have been important to know in advance." Karl noted.
"It's fine, I remembered before you left."
Karl sighed and switched to the [Unholy Beast Transformation] that Hawk was using to allow himself to become a Demon Crow. The other option was a Tengu Demon, with large black wings.
That wasn't a form that Karl had ever used in public, so there should be near zero chance that anyone would recognize him.
"Oh, good choice. Elemental's Wrath would have been fun too."
Karl shook his head. Showing up as a raging fire elemental would definitely make it harder to restore anyone's faith in society.
The white mist surrounded them again, and Karl found himself standing in a palace designed with images of dragons everywhere, and mythic rank mana jade as floor tiles.
It was gaudy, excessive, and opulent to the extreme.
But one thing that he did not see was Bishop Misty. The time dragon had dropped him here to do the work on his own. Only, she had forgotten to tell him what the target in question looked like, or what her name was.
He knew that he was looking for a dragonkin, and with a bit of luck, he would be near her, not entire cities away from what he needed, like when Misty had dropped him in the middle of nowhere to look for Cara and defend Bunga.
In front of him, a young girl skidded around the corner and crashed into the wall, while someone behind her shouted and laughed.
"Get her. Don't let that tattletale get away this time. If she's a real dragon Princess, she will fly when we throw her off the peak." A boy's voice shouted from further down the hallway.
That sounded like Karl was in the right spot.
The girl had a dragon's tail and wings, but even a juvenile dragon would not have either if they were transformed. So, she was dragonkin, and those wings were definitely not large enough to help her fly.
The girl also didn't have a name tag over her head, so she was either too young to have the System activated, or they were in between resurgences. The girl went to race by, but Karl caught her in his arms, then winked at her as he equipped a white fur cloak and cast [Perfect Camouflage] on her as he wrapped both the cloak and his black feathered wing around her.
A group of boys with shockingly black eyes slid around the corner a half second later, then stopped to bow politely as they saw Karl.
"Lord Emissary, good morning. Did you see a half-breed girl just a moment ago?" One of the boys asked.
"Barefoot in a black dress?" Karl asked.
"That's the one. We were asked to help tutor her this morning, but she's
become rebellious and wanted to avoid her studies." The boy replied, using a
formal tone usually reserved for Elders.
Karl smiled. "Bare feet are terrible for gaining traction on jade tiles. She fell out
the window into the garden."
The boy cursed to himself, then bowed. "Thank you, Lord Emissary."
Then he rushed off down the hall, and Karl heard a group of people running
down a flight of stairs.