[Fire Dragon Bloodline Detected]
[Skill can be used.]
[Would you like to use on the selected target?]
Kael's smile widened as he saw this message.
He had made his decision.
Well, it was pretty obvious. After all, out of all five Eggs presented to him, only this one had faint traces of Dragon Bloodline.
Honestly, Kael knew that if he had revealed his talent, he would have had an easier time finding beasts with Dragon Bloodlines. For now, however, he decided not to be greedy.
His life was much more important right now, not to mention he could always change his decision once he learned more about this world.
'Huh…? I… finally know what my Talent is…
How did that happen…?'
How hard could saying these words be?
He didn't have to come up with an excuse, he just needed to act surprised, and these people—they would automatically find a believable excuse for him.
He had nothing to worry about.
"A Firefang Wyvern, eh?
It represents boldness and courage, worthy of being your first ally."
He nodded at the rest of the servants, and they walked away, leaving only the one carrying the Firefang Wyvern's Egg.
The King gestured again, and another servant, this time carrying a book on a pedestal, walked towards Kael.
"In Nerathis, the ones who form Bonds and grow together with their Beasts are called Beast Tamers.
This book contains all the information you need to know about Beast Taming and the steps required to embark on this journey.
Of course, I have also arranged multiple tutors who would teach you everything else you, as the Hero need to know, but it would do you well if you go through this book once."
"I understand, Your Majesty."
Kael nodded. He extended his hands, wanting to take a look at the book, but then,
"Hahaha~ Look how diligent you are already."
The King chuckled out loud.
"Hero Kael, this is your first day here in this world.
You must be overwhelmed by this sudden change.
So instead of burying your head in that book, join the celebration we've prepared in your honor. Meet the people of this land, savor its joys, and allow yourself a moment of respite.
Tomorrow, your training begins—and I assure you, it will not be easy."
The King smiled as he stared at Kael.
"So enjoy whatever peaceful time you are left with.
Kael chuckled awkwardly.
The King raised his goblet high. "To the Hero!" he declared with commanding pride.
"To the Hero!" the gathered nobles followed in unison, their voices reverberating through the hall.
The celebration began in earnest. Tables laden with delicacies were brought in, goblets overflowed with rich wine, and the air filled with music and laughter. Nobles used this chance to come and speak to Kael, but sensing his unease, the King stayed close, shielding him from the ambitious crowd.
As the evening wore on, the two dined together, sharing quiet words amidst the boisterous festivities. The more they conversed, the more Kael got to know about the King, and the more he realized just how different he was from the two-faced, selfish politicians back in his world.
Kael's respect for the King grew even further.
Soon, dancers took the floor, their movements enthralling.
The hall pulsed with warmth.
For a few hours, Kael allowed himself to relax—or at least that's what he wanted to.
But in the end, he was currently sitting with one of the most powerful men in this world, not to mention the nobles had been observing him from the very start. Kael knew that if it weren't for Alden, those nobles would have swarmed him.
Behind the veil of warmth, the atmosphere was nothing short of tiring.
After five hours, the celebration finally ended, and Kael was taken to his own room. The first thing he did the moment the doors were shut was to jump on the bed that was at the center of the room.
In that moment, he realized something.
The mattress was soft—too soft.
It was almost as if he was lying on a cloud. The luxurious silk sheets felt cool against his skin, engulfing him in comfort.
He let out a long, weary sigh, his body sinking into the bed.
For a moment, he closed his eyes, but then the sheer size and grandeur of the room attracted his attention. Turning his head, Kael surveyed the place that had been prepared for the Hero of Nerathis.
The room was enormous, larger than any room he had ever seen or known. The ceiling was painted with stunning murals depicting Dragons, Gryphons, and Phoenixes.
Everything was so detailed that it seemed alive.
The walls were lined with wooden panels, each depicting scenes of Drakthar's history. On one side, there was a large fireplace, casting a warm glow across the room.
Near the bed was a massive window that opened onto a balcony. The moonlight fell into the room, illuminating the marble floor.
It was a room too grand, especially for an orphan like him.
"Fuck, I really became a Hero in another World, didn't I?"
Suddenly, the realization sank in.
"I told that bastard that something felt wrong, but he just laughed at me.
Who turned out right now, huh?"
"Oh, the troubles of having an incompetent son~"
He sighed dramatically.
But suddenly, his thoughts froze.
He wasn't the only one who had that white circle beneath him, was he? Mark was the same, no, even the security guard and other students had one under their feet as well.
'Does that mean they were all summoned here?'
'Are they summoned to other Kingdoms?'
It was very much possible. Thinking about how he might meet his 'dear son' soon made Kael smile.
"I wonder what talent he awakened."
He couldn't help but think out loud, and the moment he said these words, his eyes fell on something familiar.
On a polished desk, he saw the Firefang Wyvern Egg that he had selected.
He had completely forgotten about it because of how exhausted he was. Now, however, as he looked at it again, he impatiently walked towards it.
For some reason, his heartbeat quickened. As he reached the Egg, he gently placed his palm on its warm surface, and,
[Fire Dragon Bloodline Detected]
[Skill can be used.]
[Would you like to use on the selected target?]
Once again, he saw a familiar screen, and this time, he didn't stop.