A Dragon Idol's Reincarnation Tale

Experience for development Jobs has reached multiple breaking points.

[Star Idol]: Lv. 44 -> Lv. 45 | Reset accumulation finished | Prestige 12 Lv. 26

[Lightbearer]: Lv. 34 -> Lv. 40 | Reset accumulation finished | Prestige 8 Lv. 7

[Tyrant Hatchling]: Lv. 2 -> Lv. 38

Prestige requirement achieved! Job max level has increased. Experienced accumulation and reward quality increased.

[Star Idol] Max level -> 55

[Lightbearer] Max level -> 45

[/center] [/td][/tr] You may spend your prestige points when you are ready [/center] [/td][/tr]

[/center] [/td][/tr] Evolution Points: 21/50 [/center] [/td][/tr]

[/center] [/td][/tr] Experience has reached a breaking point. [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor] has risen from [Level 34] to [Level 35] [/center] [/td][/tr][/center] [/td][/tr] Attributes have increased due to level up [/center] [/td][/tr]

[/center] [/td][/tr] Acquired 800 skill points [/center] [/td][/tr]

[/center] [/td][/tr] Multiple proficiency requirements fulfilled. [Silence Lv. 3] [Accuracy Correction Lv. 10] [Probability Correction Lv. 9] [Enhanced Olfactory Sense Lv. 7] [Odorless Lv. 3] [Ice Resistance Lv. 3] gained [/center] [/td][/tr]

“Morning!”

“… Hmm? Yeah, morning. You woke up earlier than usual; remember to get as much sleep as you can afford,” Vifi said with a small yawn, barely distinguishable from a sigh as she stared at the sky, inspecting the time of day. She just woke up but it didn’t look like she was the least bit groggy.

“Well, I know you don’t cook, so I made sure we got something for breakfast. You don’t mind another round of mammoth steak, right?” I grinned mischievously as I presented the sizzling meat on my iron pan.

Vifi shrugged. “I’ll eat anything edible, as long as it’s not seafood. The chewing will keep us awake.”

It was the morning after I decided to hang around in the wild to hunt and level up, enduring the biting cold in preparation for our trip to the glaciers. Vifi and I had decided to sleep outside with some earthen covers and a pretty large bonfire to keep ourselves warm, trying to test out the different survival methods Vifi had learned from the military on how to march through the cold.

They were pretty much small techniques on how to conserve body heat, how to keep watch during the night, distinguish when a blizzard would come, and so on. Frankly, our main goal for the night should have been to find and fortify a cavern somewhere, as warming up a small, confined cave would be easier than trying to keep ourselves warm out in the open.

However, we wouldn’t be able to do this when we reached the north.

According to Mom, there were many mountain caverns, but most of them would be occupied by training dragonkin or hibernating ancients. It would be safer for us to avoid them and try to find locations where we could sleep without needing to interact with them. Naturally, due to my natural pheromones, it was inevitable that we would meet one or two curious dragonkin.

[Odorless] helped a lot to keep the number of curious dragonkins down, but having the bloodline of the only two living rank SS dragons on Kargryx? That made me pretty conspicuous. The older, stronger dragons with their heightened olfactory senses could probably smell me out purely due to a difference in skills. I would have to be transported while inside a subspace for them to not smell me out.

… Then again, all this information might seem a bit confusing with how everything ended yesterday. I wanted to train and level up, all while practicing with [Providence’s Will], but I had obligations in Iceskale, so wasn’t I there? Well, the fire stones Kahalameet promised me weren’t here yet … for some reason.

When we opened the subspace, Tasianna informed me Mom had flown over to the mainland as per our agreement with the other empresses, but also to ask why my shipment hadn’t been delivered yet. Most likely, Kahalameet was having trouble with Maustoovaka, as I did want a restraining order on him. He probably had to deal with the situation as per Eltharion’s demand.

So, there wasn’t anything for me to do, as Uncle Kary said. Training was all I could, so why not use this time to make my first trip up north to see what the hype was about? Since Vifi had already gone there with the rest, she was also my guide for the day.

“Want me to get something from the subspace?” Vifi asked as she chowed down a mammoth steak—our most abundant meat type since I hunted quite a few yesterday.

I looked around, staring at the orange-grassy landscape of this tundra and the abundant snow coats on the nearby hills. “A coat.”

“Saori will have to sew you one, cause we don’t have any for your dragon form.”

I nodded. “Some mana clothing is probably redundant at this point. I’ll have to be in my dragon form most of the time to generate the heat needed for our party to stay warm. I’m already wearing my armor, so unless Saori and Grimnir can think of a way to make fur armor, I think one large fur coat for my dragon form might be the way.”

“How do you stop from burning it, though?” Vifi asked, but that was part of the problem solving. They might as well make a couple dozen if they couldn’t think of a way.

Yeah, let’s put all that stuff on R&D.

After Vifi returned from her subspace trip, she threw over some fragassa donuts for me to enjoy before we continued our trip.

I was traveling in my dragon form with [Providence’s Will] at hand, levitating alongside me; Vifi sat on my head, keeping watch on my head as I walked, flew, and climbed the different vistas. As Frozen Nest was large enough to count as a smaller continent, similar to Australia, our travel was quite slow as long as I didn’t fly. Between the sheer landmass and difficult conditions, travel by foot might as well have been a crawl.

Yet, slowing things down did give me the chance to view the ecosystem better and also “appreciate” the sheer cold I was experiencing as we went further up north. Everybody wasn’t exaggerating when they said Iceskale was the only dragonewt settlement on the entire island, as during this trip, we’d never seen anything larger than a few houses next to each other, not even enough to count as a hamlet.

[Humanize (Moderate)] inflicted on [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]

“Oh, our relatives did mention our princess has been found! Welcome, Princess Hestia. If you wish, please enjoy the warmth of our hearth before you leave.”

“We have some goat and earth root stew ready, if you are hungry.”

As I wanted to get to know the land, I did speak with these people whenever I saw their homes. Naturally, even if they were cut off from Iceskale, most of them knew enough to show me the respect I “deserved” as a princess, bowing and lowering their tails before they invited me inside.

Similar to what I had heard from Ryra when he talked about how wyverns and dragonewts acted inside Kargryx territory—as servants for their true dragon clan—these people were similarly isolated. Always nearby was the nest of a true dragon family they were related to, with a few wyverns flying around, acting as guards.

These people harvested and exploited the locale for resources, ranging from meat, alchemical ingredients, ores, and so many more depending on what was abundant. This would then be transported through wyvern caravans to Iceskale, where they would be processed and packaged inside the city’s industries to add onto the clan’s wealth and influence.

While the older true dragonkin didn’t have much interest in money, the younger ones and the dragonewts would always seek a better standing within Mom’s country. Contributing and spending money on ways to better themselves was their main motivation. After all, if you really wanted to level up on Miononbolax after reaching rank A—whether evolution-wise or adventurer rank-wise—the [Dungeon of Infinite Feasts] was still the best place to be.

Money earned you better potions, equipment, and connections for the dragonewt, who would then be able to better support the wyverns and true dragonkin, who weren’t as interested in all these “trivial humanoid ways to become stronger.” It was quite interesting how the three different major Kargryx races treated and handled Davi.

True dragonkin didn’t put too much stock into money since their clans had large storages of wealth, but placed more importance on interesting or powerful items. On the other hand, wyverns mostly thought of money as a way to eat more delicious food or to enjoy themselves while they rested. Meanwhile, dragonewts were like most humanoid races when it came to dragons. There were some exceptions here and there, but that was the impression I’ve gotten from my stay in this empire.

“It is rare to see a human this far north into Iceskale. I would have thought it would be too cold for your race.” As we entered the house—pretty much every single one we visited today—had the inhabitants stare at Vifi with wondrous eyes, as if they couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

As she wasn’t emotionally stimulated, Vifi looked completely like a human woman, right now, and considering how I haven’t seen a single human on Iceskale just yet, their reactions were pretty understandable. It was only annoying that we had to answer the same questions over and over again.

“She’s one of my companions. A friend of mine that I made on Altrust. You can also consider her one of my guards, ahaha,” I replied, probably for the umpteenth time.

And every single time, we would get the same answer. Most likely, it would be the same right now.

“Oh, Altrust? But you still smell like a whelp—Oh, right! Your Highness, aren’t you supposed to be a year or two old? As you would expect from a child of Emperor Eltharion and Empress Melloxtressa; your potential must be as high as that of God Kargryxmor for you to go through an early Adulthood Pilgrimage as your age!” The inhabitants bowed once again. “Please, come in, Miss! A protector of Her Highness is a welcomed guest. Although you may be short-lived, please, give your all to allow her to grow up into a great successor to our lands!”

“Short-lived” … Yikes, honestly, not really the adjective I would have liked to hear, but to these dragonewt, that probably was the reality of the situation. To them and dragons, humans didn’t live long enough to be considered adults in Kargryxian culture.

Now Vifi, as a demonkin, had a longer lifespan than a normal human, but it was around that of a beastman with a better than normal bloodline. Something like the Artorian royal family’s. Yet, it was a non-negotiable truth that Ellaine, Grimnir, Vifi, the students, and other friends I’ve made in my adventure in this world would be gone long before my time came.

… Well, memento mori, aside these little visits were usually pretty informative as our hosts were polite enough to inform us of their locale and to which dragon clan they belonged to. While the dragon clan thing wasn’t as important, I did learn that the people living on the frontier rarely visited Iceskale, aside from one celebration—for Uncle Alex’s birthday. If they had a clan-related event, it would be close by, inside their dragon clan’s home roost.

Hearing about Uncle Alex’s birthday, it did remind me how Mom vehemently denied celebrating her own. When I brought this up, the dragonewts confirmed the celebrations had stopped after Mom became a rank SS, and that was only ‘cause she finally learned of how expensive they were once Eltharion proposed to her. Before that, she was naturally occupied with her training, to the point people were celebrating her birthday without her even being around.

“We wanted to cheer her on as she rose to the height of rank SS!” they stated. Maybe that was why Mom stopped these celebrations and it wasn’t ‘cause she was annoyed at her age like most women were.

“Do you not have issues with monster spawnings or large herd migrations?” I asked.

“The further north you go, the more problematic it gets, yes. The wind gets stronger the closer you go to the glaciers, and even if a blizzard isn’t happening in the area, the local monsters do become harder to defeat with conventional dragoon equipment,” one of them said, identifying himself and his wife as dragoons. They were retired, but they could still handle themselves, apparently. “They adapt better to the ice element so the wild monsters and us dragonkin mostly ignore each other, but it quickly becomes a problem if we wish to expand our operations or hunt. However, monsters rarely try to invade our territory intentionally.”

With most creatures on Frozen Nest being aligned to ice, it did mean that most of them had high [Ice Resistance], which the inhabitants also specialized in. It’s just like how everything in Inferno Nest was practically immune to fire and where I was forced to use holy spells to even damage the fire dragons there.

Naturally, there was still physical damage and stuff like Mom’s true ice that could still kill highly resistant ice monsters, but it would be more troublesome. Even the mammoths I’ve fought up until now for meat could use ice attacks, so it felt like a weapons race with who could gain more strength, higher ice-related skills, and so on through their evolutions and leveling.

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“If you are asking for information on how to defend yourself, then you should have no issue at all, Princess!” The dragoon’s wife said with a wide, confident smile. “As the daughter of both Emperor Eltharion and Empress Melloxtressa, your bloodline should be able to fully defeat anything that you encounter here. Rarely do any monster near the glaciers have [Fire Resistance] at all, so your black flames should be able to burn them while your silver dragon blood protects you from their attacks. Just be wary, your highness. A difference in strength is still dangerous, even with proper scale manipulation.”

… This is the sixth building. People really don’t know much about me, at all.

Honestly, with how the dragons could fly to Iceskale and from it, I would have thought the people here would know more about me, at least, the fact that my flames were crimson and that I barely inherited anything from Mom’s side beyond my appearance. As in, the whole drama I had to face in the first month of my stay here with the ice dragons not accepting me as their “real” princess or how other dragons knew Eltharion didn’t think of me as his daughter.

It felt weird talking with people ignorant of all that information and I wasn’t sure how to react but to simply accept it. Although, Hikari did tell me that this might be how medieval royal families on Earth must feel whenever they went out to the farms to speak with people. They knew stuff enough to show respect, but it wasn’t like they were up to date with everything.

I mean, at least, they knew that my egg was lost, that Mom and my clan were looking for me, most of Altrust’s Loatryx were on the same boat, and that I finally came back! That’s about it, though.

After a lengthy talk, I decided it was time to leave when I noticed I’d eaten two bowls of their stew. With a short nod, I smiled to show my gratitude. “Thank you very much for your hospitality and your information. Frozen Nest is humongous and is quite daunting to explore, otherwise.”

“It certainly is, Princess Hestia!” they stated as they bowed. “In all honesty, even if you wish to familiarize yourself with our land, our suggestion is to not worry too much about it. Most of the land is managed by the dragon clans living in the nearby mountain ranges, and even Dragon Ruler Alextraxus only comes over when something is amiss. Everything you need to learn as an heir is inside Iceskale.”

“Don’t you feel a bit excluded, though?” I asked. “You are our people as well.”

“No, that isn’t what we meant by that, Your Highness. We are dragonewts; we might live longer than humans, but we all still have a shorter lifespan than you, especially for those with more diluted blood,” the dragoon man explained. “The former owner of this little outpost has already perished. None of us expect Empress Melloxtressa or Dragon Ruler Alextraxus to know or grieve for us when we die. We are simply happy enough to have served our clan and for the glory of Frozen Nest and the empire.”

“Our days on the battlefield are over, Your Highness. There is no need to revel in glory here,” his wife added. “We would have stayed in Loatryx and joined the local dragoon order if we had wanted to continue fighting, but this tranquil life isn’t too bad. Herding the gheepers, making sure we keep the forest well; it is a good life with a great view every single day.”

“I can’t argue about the good view part, hiehie …”—I stared down before nodding to Vifi, only to return to the pair before we left—“I have a question: if I were to invite you to a party or a musical concert of mine, would you be willing to come?”

“Would that be for your birthday celebration?”

I shook my head, stating it would be like a planned party for the sake of fun. I also elaborated that it wouldn’t be an order and that I wanted them to enjoy my singing, shocking them that I was a musician and that I liked singing like the people on Altrust, instead of the throat singing dragonkin liked. As such, I gave them a taste of it.

“Is this not the day, are you feeling down? ♫

Wanna smile so much, but can’t lift up the frown ♫

Is the world so bleak, all is going wrong ♫

Like a raging stream, dragged through it all along ♫

Do you ever want to break apart that wall? ♫

But every try rings hollow, and all that’s left is emptiness ♫

But let me tell you this, you gotta raise your head ♫

‘Cause there is more to life ♫

As there will be a chance to shine ♫

It will appear ♫

So grab it tight! ♫

Your great light of hope! ♫”

[Music Resonation (Minor)] inflicted on [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]

I stopped and winked, grinning a bit when I saw the dragonewts mesmerized by my voice. “That’s just the teaser!”

“Ahem! We apologize for that,” the pair stuttered, forcing their swinging tails down to the ground.

“No, no, that’s okay! I’m actually really happy you had such a reaction. Singing and entertaining people is a passion of mine, and it’s what I want to live for, if possible. That’s what I want my celebration to be, and if possible, I want as many people from Frozen Nest to hear it, even if it isn’t exactly normal entertainment. That’s why I wanted to invite people, if you’re interested, of course.”

The two scratched their necks, clearly hesitating for obvious reasons. After some silence, the wife said, “Right. Your Highness, you told us you visited other small hamlets like ours, correct? Is this the actual reason for your northern travels?”

“No, as I said, I’m exploring and using it as a chance to level up. I just got the idea for the concert now.”

“In that case, you should already be familiar with how the frontier works and the distance between our individual homes and Iceskale.” I nodded to her statement.

The time I needed to travel from Iceskale back home was enough for me to understand it must be a long trip for normal people. On foot, traveling through all the boreal forests, monster-infested areas, and large, long-winding mountains would be a nightmare. The sky was the best, but even then, normal wyverns and dragons needed time to rest during their flight.

All in all, traveling took quite a long time.

“To us frontier people, we either have to travel with our true dragonkin relatives, take a wyvern caravan, or travel in a large caravan with others through the land. The first option is the safest, naturally, as normal monsters would rather not risk their lives against dragons and drakes, but this is rarely an option for us outside of the aforementioned celebrations. If we wanted to go to Iceskale normally, the latter two options are our only choices,” she said. “The skies in Frozen Nest are safe from random monsters due to the dragon’ supremacy over it, so we don’t have to fear anything there, but the ground is a different story. True dragonkin are feared, lesser and us dragonewts aren’t. We are prey down here. An opportunistic ambusher can get us during the night when we have to rest, whether it’s the plains or inside a cave.”

“Wouldn’t it be possible to land near a hamlet on the way?”

“Yes, that is always our intention, but what about blizzards? Strong winds? Monster infighting interrupting our travels? The local hamlet’s owner might have a dispute with one of our clans. Anything can happen during these travels,” the husband answered. “It is risky, which is why we would prefer traveling with our draconic relatives, if possible.”

And those true dragonkin would rather not waste time in Iceskale when they can do something else. Or just sleep. Or be lazy. Got it …

“However, if it is for your birthday. Your first birthday event since your return, I believe we would be honored to come, Your Highness. Thank you.”

Those last words kept me occupied as Vifi and I left the small hamlet. The idea of hosting my next concert worried me as a part of me understood the logistical challenge of gathering all the frontier people to Iceskale. After all, I’ve only talked with the inhabitants of the inland—the mountainous area—and I haven’t visited the ones on the coastline, or even those who lived underground, if any.

How was I supposed to bring these people to my concert? How was I supposed to entice the dragonkin to watch me sing?

‘Our birthday might be the only option,’ Hikari stated.

No, that will be like in a year’s time. It takes too long.

Considering the options, I turned to Vifi. “Do you know when Alextraxus’s birthday is?”

“AutumnMoon 2nd.”

“2nd? Hold on, does Kargryx celebrate Origdiviel?”

“Loatryx does, not the dragons. You heard it from those dragonewts, they do show some respect to Kargryxmor. However, from what I’ve seen last AutumnMoon, people treated it more like a family outing holiday. Instead of fully thanking the gods, they give thanks to their clans and relatives. Speaking of which, Bole’Taria celebrates it traditionally, but only to Marsven or the Edjurl Gods, depending on which church you believe in.”

So to the dragonkin, Origdiviel Arashan is truly just like Thanksgiving.

However, that wasn’t the issue I noticed here.

Mom’s birthday is on the 16th of AutumnSun, Uncle Alex’s is on the 2nd of AutumnMoon, the God Thanking festival “Origdiviel Arashan” is celebrated on the 7th of the month, and then we had two Aurora birthdays for Vifi and Grimnir on the 18th and 24th, respectively. This is a long queue for celebrations! Not to mention all the presents I need to get!

The budget for my potential birthday was large enough to make Mom mad, so I could only imagine how high the number would go for the celebration of a former and current Dragon Ruler of Ice. Yet, Mom didn’t want one and I couldn’t really use Uncle Alex’s birthday for my concert, right? Actually, it probably wouldn’t matter since I would just be another part of the entertainment.

‘Ask him, still. If you’re part of the arrangement, we could probably get a budget, or if you don’t want to, Aurora should have the funds if we can turn a profit with it. But—’

But I want to do it for Mom.

‘Mom’s birthday, definitely. Can’t have an authentic daughter-mother relationship without the daughter trying to throw a scuffed birthday party for the mother … You know, considering Mom is away from Frozen Nest right now, maybe we should talk about it with the uncles and see what they think.’

Sounds good! Let’s do that.

“Donut,” Vifi called, interrupting my thoughts.

I sighed and nodded, turning my eyes to the skies. There, three dragons were circling over us like vultures, waiting and staring at us since we entered this hamlet. From their appearance, the three light-blue scaled dragonkin looked related with minimal differences in the way their carapace spikes and horns were formed.

I sniffed. “Whelplings.”

“So, a bunch of toddlers. What about those still hiding near the cave?” Vifi pointed at the ice-framed entrance on the side of the mountain, located directly in front of my recently visited dragonewt hamlet. Multiple glistening eyes were staring through the misty veil.

“Can’t tell. Too far up.” I tilted my head before deciding to transform back into a dragon. [“Let’s go, we’re technically on their land. They can stare as much as they want.”]

Once I took to the skies with Vifi, the young whelpling dragons dispersed at first, before turning back around. As I noticed they were trying to keep up with me, I activated my rocket boosters and left them in the dust as I blasted away, only able to hear a whimper as they growled at me to stop.

Honestly, that was just petty of me, but the day was coming to a close soon and I wanted to make sure the whelplings couldn’t find me as Vifi and I found an unoccupied cave in a nearby valley. Well, I say “found” but it was more like we made it unoccupied as we turned every single felwing bat-monster inside into ashes so we could sleep there. Now it was occupied!

Although, it turned unoccupied the next morning again, obviously. Maybe I shouldn’t have killed the bats but there was a high leveled rank C [Felwing Blizzard-Lord] inside and I just couldn’t resist the experience … Also, they tried to suck our blood, so, yeah.

In any case, our third day in the wild was mostly used for experience grinding purposes as the two of us managed to get lucky! A commotion woke us up in the early mornings where we found a territorial battle was happening between three groups; all rank Bs!

[Freezemane Mountain Lion]s, a [Dragon-Stone Ice Golem], and [Amber-Fang Wolly Wyvern]s could all be seen in the distance from our cave! A pride of six white-furred lions with majestic, blue-colored manes that could instantly freeze within a second to look like an armor of ice roared as they noticed two wholly wyverns with enlarged fangs like a sabertooth tiger fly around the corpse of a recently killed mammoth, all while a golem the size of a rank B dragon was slowly approaching them as the two former groups had unwittingly entered the golem’s territory.

Honestly, it was a beautiful sight that showed the primeval competition between three large predators, all vying for different objectives in this single area. The tension was like from a movie as the scent of blood was spread around the area, yet no other competitors rose to the challenge for this fresh motherlode of mammoth meat … None did.

Level 36

[“That golem is level 36, Vifi! 36! The others are whatever, around 10 and 20, but 36!”] I shouted after a quick appraisal.

“On it! Pinpoint the core with your mana eyes and we’re off!”

As I said, no other group came for the mammoth … We were just here for the experience. The experience a level 36 could give me.

[Providence’s Will], come on, and bring the light! Omnictus! Banishment Beam!

Experience for development Jobs has reached multiple breaking points.

[Star Idol]: Lv. 26 -> Lv. 54

[Lightbearer]: Lv. 7 -> Lv. 45 | Reset accumulation finished | Prestige 9 Lv. 2

[Tyrant Hatchling]: Lv. 38 -> Lv. 45 | Reset accumulation finished | Prestige 14 Lv. 26>

Evolution Points: 23/50

Experience has reached a breaking point. [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor] has risen from [Level 35] to [Level 36]

Attributes have increased due to level up

Acquired 800 skill points

“Kraaaaaaagh!” I let out a victory cry after I destroyed the golem’s mana core, now standing on its inanimate body. [“Got it, let’s—”]

“They ran away,” Vifi stated as the fleeing silhouettes of the lions and wyverns, both trying to hide away behind the mountains.

Well, more to come.

We left the mammoth body behind as I had too much mammoth meat in my storage anyway. Ecstatic from gaining a level, I suggested to Vifi that we should use this day to level up and she wholeheartedly agreed, as she was almost done with two of her Jobs.

Hearing that made me almost wish for a new Event Quest to happen just for her sake. As Vifi wasn’t part of the expedition team that finished the Event Quest. As such, she was not eligible for the Quest rewards, which was the acquisition of a Unique Job. I mean, yeah, she was in my party during all of that, but we didn’t even enter the event dungeon properly, and I hadn’t sent Party Tasianna a join request even after we all escaped the dungeon.

As such, Vifi was still stuck as a normal Job user. She was taking it with stride, though.

Experience for development Jobs has reached multiple breaking points.

[Star Idol]: Lv. 54 -> Lv. 55 | Reset accumulation finished | Prestige 14 Lv. 43

[Lightbearer]: Lv. 2 -> Lv. 45 | Reset accumulation finished | Prestige 11 Lv. 25

[Tyrant Hatchling]: Lv. 26 -> Lv. 45 | Reset accumulation finished | Prestige 15 Lv. 0

Prestige requirement achieved! Job max level has increased. Experienced accumulation and reward quality increased.

[Lightbearer] Max level -> 50

You may spend your prestige points when you are ready

Evolution Points: 28/50

Job evolution has begun for [Tyrant Hatchling]. Please, choose from the below option to continue leveling your development Job. Your choice of Job evolution will affect your unique Job’s future evolution and your choice of prestige awards

[Crimson Inferno Tyrant]

You have chosen [Crimson Inferno Tyrant]. [Tyrant Hatchling] will now evolve into [Crimson Inferno Tyrant], resetting your level and prestige level. Prestige Points: 5, retained. Max level -> 50. Evolution bonuses given: [Mana] [Strength] [Intelligence] [Vitality] [Wisdom]. Bloodline skill unlocked per the Seraphim Project: [Battle Frenzy Mastery Lv. 1]

Experience has reached a breaking point. [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor] has risen from [Level 36] to [Level 37]

Attributes have increased due to level up

Acquired 800 skill points

With a healthy amount of grinding done, Vifi and I retired early for the day in an actually unoccupied cave as I had stuff to do with my unique Job. [Tyrant Hatchling] had reached its maximum level, allowing me to finally evolve it similar to my other development Jobs. However, unlike the others, something important appeared as my evolution bonus, and it gave me the perfect segue to ask Kramps for one of my divine Quest rewards.

The “Seraphim Project.” What was it?

Kramps?

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