"Greedy giant dragon!" Dino muttered under his breath as he watched the black dragon fly away.
Most of the sailors on the deck were unconscious, foaming at the mouth, except for the Knight Level sailors who were still awake.
As soon as the pressure disappeared, Herag quickly stood up and took off his robe, draping it over Lillian.
His robe was made of black fabric, which wouldn’t become see-through when wet.
Lillian clumsily wrapped herself tightly in the robe and hurried back to the cabin, looking quite disheveled.
Herag didn’t rush back but instead approached Dino and asked, "Mr. Dino, what was up with that dragon just now?"
"Those damned bugs! These greedy Dragon Race members like robbing passing ships at sea. If it weren’t for worrying about the ship’s safety, I’d have rendered its Dragon Oil to light a lamp!" Dino said angrily.
The treasure he lost caused him significant heartache; to him, it wasn’t a small amount.
Seeing Dino in a bad mood, Herag remained silent, contemplating something while gazing at the direction the black dragon flew away.
A Knight Level sailor nearby walked to the edge of the ship, holding a bucket with a thick rope tied to it. He threw the bucket into the sea to fill it with water, pulled it up, and then splashed it on the unconscious sailors, who woke up groggily.
Feeling uncomfortable in his wet clothes, Herag returned to the cabin to change.
As soon as he changed, Lillian came knocking on the door.
Lillian wore pajamas, her hair still draped and damp.
She held a massive book with a red cover, the title written in Sivir Language: "Basic Introduction to Dragonic Language."
"I need to check what their Dragonic Language was just now. Dragonic Language is so hard to learn; I can’t remember all the basic syllables."
Lillian said as she walked in and climbed onto the bed, sitting with her legs up, revealing small white legs and delicate feet.
She opened the heavy book on Dragonic Language, and with her finger, she scanned the contents from top to bottom, repeatedly turning to the designated pages until she finally translated Dino and the black dragon’s conversation.
Lillian looked up and smiled, "I figured it out—just now, the black dragon said to hand over your treasures, or I’ll tip over your ship."
"Then Dino replied, ’Are you courting death?’ The black dragon said, ’You might be strong, but you can’t keep me here.’
"Finally, the black dragon said the offerings were too few, not enough."
Herag pondered, "So Dino is that strong? Even such a large black dragon fears him."
"That’s quite normal; Dino is an experienced Level 1 Wizard. If we were on land, that black dragon wouldn’t dare even glance over." Lillian pulled her legs back, pressing them together.
"Can I borrow this book to have a look?" Herag asked.
"Of course, are you interested in Dragonic Language?" Lillian inquired.
Herag nodded, "I plan to study it, just in case I need it in the future."
"Dragonic Language is hard to learn; you’ll know when you try. I can teach you, otherwise you won’t know how to pronounce these syllables. It’s said that mastering Dragonic Language can allow you to use Dragonic Language Magic, but the spell models are so complex that even Official Wizards find them difficult."
Lillian said as she scooted further onto the bed, patting the adjacent spot, "Sit here! Listen closely to the lesson!"
Herag laughed helplessly; she genuinely treated the space as her own.
Dragonic Language has as many as nine hundred basic syllables, and this is merely the foundation, not the complete version.
The nine hundred syllables combine in various ways, some words requiring hundreds of syllables to combine, with each word taking up two pages.
The complexity of Dragonic Language arises because the dragons’ pronunciation structure differs from humans; it’s not inherently designed for human use.
With a basic understanding, Herag comprehended why Lillian found Dragonic Language challenging.
"Fortunately, I’m diligent and have an excellent mind," Herag mused, undaunted by difficulty.
"Shenlan, begin recording Dragonic Language, assist me in learning it."
With Shenlan assisting, Herag’s study became considerably easier.
Lillian taught the nine hundred syllables once, and he memorized them all.
Lillian looked at Herag like he was a monster, "Did you memorize it all? Are you messing with me? You must have studied before!"
"No, it’s only nine hundred. Isn’t it normal to memorize after seeing once?" Herag replied innocently, as though it was perfectly reasonable.
Lillian had doubts about herself, wondering if she was actually just too dull.
After mastering basic grammar, Herag could form some simple sentences in Dragonic Language.
"#@?%" Herag suddenly spoke a sentence in Dragonic Language.
Lillian looked blank, "What?"
"Nothing, let’s see what’s next," Herag said with a bit of humor.
Lillian sensed he wasn’t saying anything nice, "No way! Let me check!"
She turned to the index, trying to recall what Herag just said, then slowly matched and searched.
"I’m a bit hungry; I’ll go eat first," sensing trouble, Herag quickly fled.
As soon as he exited the room, Lillian’s angry shout followed, "You dared to call me dumb!"
Lillian, clad in pajamas, couldn’t chase after him, forced to curse Herag through gritted teeth.
Dragonic Language really is complex; Herag took five days to completely master the contents of "Basic Introduction to Dragonic Language."
To avoid upsetting Lillian too much, he pretended it took him half a month to fully master it, with Lillian continuing to teach for an additional half month—yet the result still disheartened her.
Lillian perpetually failed to comprehend why others took years to learn Dragonic Language, while Herag mastered it in less than a month, pondering the vast differences between people.
Deep in the night, Herag meditated in his room, successfully condensing the third star completely.
"Herag Merlin: Power 2.1, Agility 1.7, Constitution 2.9, Spirit 5.8, Magic Power 100%."
His spiritual power increased by 1.2 this time, making Herag feel clear-headed and comfortable.
Upon completing his meditation, he didn’t rest; he opened the door, intending to search the deck for the fourth star to meditate upon.
Occasionally, he’d go to the deck to relax during this period, encountering no odd occurrences.
The ship had sailed smoothly for half a month, the journey progressing smoothly.
Arriving on deck, an expanse of stars greeted him, along with the giant moon hanging over the horizon at sea. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt
Dino still stood at the prow; whenever Herag visited the deck, Dino was there.
Herag refrained from disturbing him, seeing Dino with eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
"Could it be his Meditation Method?" Herag speculated internally.
His Meditation Method required stargazing; perhaps Dino’s required observing the sea, which wasn’t impossible.
Finding a spot, he sat cross-legged, beginning to search for a star within the night sky for meditation.
The current three stars lie in varied directions across the sky, with considerable distance among them.
For this fourth star, Herag chose yet another direction differing from the prior three.