A Dragon Idol's Reincarnation Tale

“The deceased light elemental emperor’s power—grant us the privilege of reveling in this ancient creature’s light!” Michalik roared once again as golden particles began to cover his eyes, sparkling like stars. “You cannot hide it from us, Princess Hestia! To us light dragonkin, the primeval mana of a primarch of light is the embodiment of power from the age of ancients. We can smell it even when others cannot!”

“Smelling” it, huh? They probably meant it figuratively since we dragons were pretty attuned to mana. Whether it was ‘cause we cast a lot of magic or ‘cause of our huge mana pool, there wasn’t one exact answer to this. However, I did have one idea that I believed made me able to sense the flow of mana even without [Mana Eyes].

[True Draconic Lineage], the generic “end-game” skill for us dragonkin, was described as an ancient skill that only true dragonkin were allowed to possess.