Rias had a very serious expression as she listened to the events reported by Koneko.
She didn't doubt it. She simply couldn't believe it.
"So, he transformed into a golden dragon almost 50 meters long..."
Just imagining it, she could imagine how terrifying it was.
The mere fact that he made a fallen angel, with all his arrogance, flee with his tail between his legs, said a lot.
"No wonder his value increased so much... So, it was an awakening of a dragon bloodline. On top of that, a dragon capable of using sacred light..." She sighed, leaning back in her chair, throwing her head back and looking at the ceiling.
She then realized that she had greatly underestimated Saiki's true value. She had imagined that he might have awakened some unique power, but it had never even crossed her mind that it would be something so exaggerated.
And, with the speed at which he was growing, she couldn't even measure what his limit would be.
Another thing. Even if Saiki wasn't a complete dragon, it would be difficult to convince him to become someone's servant.
Even Mephisto Pheles had only managed to do so because of the great need dragons had for Dragon Apples.
However, the same couldn't be expected of Saiki. Although he had awakened a kind of dragon bloodline, he shouldn't need Dragon Apples, not to mention that he wasn't an ordinary dragon, but a Sacred Dragon.
If that was really the case... Was it possible to recruit him?
"Koneko." Rias said, "Good job. You don't need to follow him anymore. I'll think of something, maybe I can still bring him over to our side. Otherwise, at least make him our ally."
"Yes."
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Dohnaseek returned to the old abandoned church with one arm missing.
When Raynare saw that, her relaxed expression changed.
"What happened to you?"
Ashamed, but still pale with fear, Dohnaseek hid nothing.
"A Golden Dragon almost 50 meters long? And he was just a little boy no older than 18, living as a student, are you sure about that?" She found it hard to believe.
"Yes. It's true." Dohnaseek said gloomily. "I believe my arm was a warning. Otherwise, I..."
He didn't continue, but everyone there understood.
"I see..." Raynare narrowed her eyes. "If that's really the case, it's better not to provoke him until my plan comes to fruition."
"A Sacred Dragon, huh... I'd like to meet him." A gothic girl said cheerfully.
"Mittelt, don't even think about doing anything stupid!" Raynare warned with a cold look. Get faster updates on g.com.
"Yes, yes." Placing her hands behind her head, she pretended to whistle.
Based on Dohnaseek's description, this dragon boy belonged to the same school as the boy she had noticed earlier. If that was really the case, the plan she had to pass the time needed to be buried.
The most important thing now was to obtain that beautiful Sacred Gear that should fit her like a glove. Someone like that foolish girl who had been expelled from the church didn't deserve such a wonderful gift. Only she could make better use of it.
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[HP]: 8,140/8,140
[MP]: 3,935/3,935
[Strength]: 265 → 355
[Vitality]: 260 → 349
[Dexterity]: 259 → 349
[Intelligence]: 234 → 325 (+10)
[Wisdom]: 231 → 322 (+20)
Until midnight, Saiki used the red light orbs. The result was a very high increase in his attributes, and he hadn't even used half of the orbs. In fact, he had only used 1/4 of what he had.
'No skills were created, whether upon reaching 200 or even 300 attributes... What a shame.'
He had really been hoping something would happen.
Lying on the bed, Saiki put these thoughts aside for the time being. When he closed his eyes, he entered the dream world... Or rather, the PhD.
A grassy ground, a clear, bluish sky.
The Sun seemed warmer than on other days.
Saiki used Wind Manipulation to cool himself down.
Sitting on the grass, he sniffed.
Less than a kilometer away, he detected the scent of a rabbit.
"Very well, it's time for a Speedrun..." Muttering these words, he stood up.
Until he reached where the 'wolf dens' were, he would hunt rabbits.
Before starting, he deactivated "Gamer's Mind".
Doing a few little hops, he cracked his fingers and neck: 'My body feels so light.'
With the increase in his attributes, Saiki was no longer the same man he had been yesterday.
If that same wolf appeared before him, Saiki bet he could defeat it in seconds. Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
Stopping his little hops, the corners of his lips rose slightly. He then planted his feet firmly on the ground, leaning slightly forward as if at the starting line of a race, and shot forward.
What started as a short-distance runner sprinting very fast right from the beginning was actually just the warm-up. As soon as Saiki used the wind to surround himself, his speed tripled!
Running with the wind.
Those words seemed to come from a childhood dream. Something a child would say while holding a piece of wood. Yet here he was, not the fat guy he had been before, no, a slimmer, even taller version of himself, running several times faster than the world record holder in athletics.
'Fascinating.'
Although he was moving very fast, since he could achieve a 150% increase in thought speed, he had no problem running even faster than a Dodge Tomahawk.
Just before reaching his target, he had already launched an attack.
Whoosh!
It was a wind arrow.
The green wind arrow struck the back of the rabbit's head, exited through its forehead, and hit the ground, creating a final hole.
It didn't take long for the rabbit to be turned into dust, leaving behind 3 red light orbs.
Using the wind, Saiki made the orbs float toward his hand.
Efficient. Nothing less than that. Whether it was increasing his speed, attacking, or even collecting the loot.
'Huh?'
A different scent.
It wasn't rabbits or wolves.
'Rat!'
Although it wasn't as important as it had been before, since he was now capable of hunting giant rabbits and even wolves, it was still valuable prey, especially if it dropped another ring.
Instead of slowing down, he became even faster.
Like a falcon catching its prey, he created a wind claw that extended from his left hand and, upon getting close enough, grabbed the rat and crushed it.
No matter how fast the rat was, it didn't even have time to react to his attack.
Something had flashed in its eyes at the last moment of its death, probably a mental attack, but it hadn't been fast enough.
Inside the wind claw, the rat was turned into dust. In its place, six purple orbs the size of passion fruits were left behind.
With his bare hands, he picked up all five orbs.
'No ring.' He admitted that he was a little disappointed.