I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Saeldir stood up from his chair and walked towards the shelf where he kept many things.

But one of the things neatly stored in the glass case is the red thing that looks like a root.

The roots were red and too big for a normal tree. Even the roots looked like lumps of flesh because of the color and the red liquid that kept oozing out.

It was Aurdis who identified that thing as a root. According to her story, she saw it sticking out of the bodies of the Trolls that attacked her.

It moved like living plant tendrils. That alone proved that that thing wasn't a root at all.

But since Aurdis didn't bother with finding a suitable name, "root" was how she chose to call it.

Saeldir didn't correct Aurdis any further because he didn't know what it was.

The red thing was now locked in a glass case.

Saeldir created a Magic that sealed it so it couldn't do anything.

Saeldir felt that the object was alive. And it definitely has the intention of causing trouble.

Saeldir stretched out one hand and pressed it toward the glass box.

A silver thread of light stretched out and touched the thing.

Then Saeldir withdrew his hand. The thread of silver light pulled a small part of the red thing out of the glass case.

Saeldir brought it and placed it in the middle of a Magic circle that was on the floor.

The Magic circle was created by Saeldir with a special ink.

This special ink could emit Magic on its own so whenever Saeldir wanted to use a Magic circle, he used it so as not to waste his Magic energy.

Just like in the previous experiment, the red thing was squirming rapidly and expanding.

Then the red thing stretched out to find anything it could reach.

But suddenly the Magic circle emits a silver light that forms a barrier.

The red thing hit the barrier and cowered back down. As if realizing that it is now powerless.

Saeldir stood and watched it. That thing is indeed a bit like a root.

The surface is rough and it can extend like vines very quickly.

Saeldir then took a book that was still open. In that book, there are various kinds of Quenya writings which are spells.

"(Let's continue what we started yesterday.)"

Saeldir had started this experiment a few days ago. He tried various spells in order to reveal the origin of this thing.

However, every time he tried, the red thing would just wither and then die. Without giving any results.

Fortunately, that thing in the glass case can regenerate itself. That was a good thing because it meant that Saeldir could have almost limitless change.

Saeldir started to chant a spell from within his book. The silver light enclosing the red object was also pulsating as if it resonated with Saeldir's voice.

It wasn't long before it began to show changes.

It vibrates and convulses. In no time, cracks appeared on it.

Saeldir frowned as this was the first time such a crack had occurred.

Previously, it would only convulse and then disintegrate.

"(Looks like this is the correct spell.)"

Saeldir observed the object. After a while of continuous convulsing, the cracks grew wider.

Then it opened up like split flesh. From it came red smoke that blinked as if alive.

The red smoke immediately shot towards Saeldir but again a barrier of silver light prevented it from going anywhere.

In the end, the red smoke could only be cooped up inside. But it's not just silent.

The red smoke kept moving like a panicked creature in a cage.

It thrashed itself in all directions with great effort. But Saeldir knew that his barrier would not allow it to go anywhere.

"(I've seen that before.)"

At first glance, the red smoke was just like smoke that seemed alive.

However, Saeldir felt that there was Magic in it. A Magic with bad nuances and full of corruption.

Saeldir's sensitivity, who had studied Magic for a long time, made him able to feel that.

Saeldir immediately ran to the shelf at the end of the room and rummaged through it.

He threw out books he thought were irrelevant. The books made a loud thud on the floor.

After a few minutes, Saeldir finally found the book he was looking for.

He brought it back to the front of his Magic circle. He opened the book with a spell.

The book's seal opened by itself and Saeldir started turning the pages.

In front of him, the red smoke was still hitting itself in all directions. As if hoping it will find a gap to be able to escape from this barrier.

Saeldir wasn't worried because he knew that whatever it was doing was pointless.

Finally, Saeldir found the information he was looking for after flipping through the pages roughly.

There was a painting of a courtyard where there was a dry tree with red trunks and thorns.

The tree has only a few leaves, attached to dry branches that look like ghostly hands.

Saeldir read the information contained about the tree with a worried frown.

If he hadn't forgotten - which is rarely - then that red smoke was the essence of this cursed tree.

"(Calamitimee Vardarianna...)"

That's the name of the tree. A cursed tree that lies in a place that has been tightly sealed and hidden.

Even the place where the tree was located was so cursed that the Elves wouldn't go near it.

To prevent the tree from spreading misfortune and misery, the Elves of previous generations had created a seal that not only confined the tree but also hid its existence in a pocket dimension.

The tree was sealed with powerful Magic. So there shouldn't be anything that can come out from within the area the tree is in.

"(But, why is that thing here?)"

Saeldir was convinced after reading again about the tree.

The essence of the tree was indeed alive. It was currently hitting Saeldir's barrier.

Saeldir sighed heavily realizing one more problem that was in front of his eyes.

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