Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

'So, he thinks I am from the Sovereign Clan and had Runeblood that had the ability to break the so-called rule, although he didn't seem to know what that actually is.'

Ian had some guesses, but he didn't want to come to any conclusions yet. For him, knowing something about his bloodline was a huge gain on this trip.

"So, what do you think? What method do you have to help me leave this tower? In fact, all you have to do is break the rules that bind me."

Ignysyl asked, unable to control himself anymore, and even suggested a flimsy solution.

Seeing his expected look in ruby-like eyes and his clearly restless mood, Ian fell into a dilemma.

'If I say he has to form a bond with me and be with me forever possibly controlled, will he get angry?'

No matter what, Ignysyl was a dragon, and he seemed to have received some inheritance too.

Although he looked naive and cute, he was a living dragon nonetheless.

Even weak mortals had their pride, let alone a dragon.

Asking him to make a spiritual link—even if that might be an equal bond—might be too much.

However, he truly had no other way and had no idea how to break the so-called rules.

So, Ian could only bite the bullet and tell him his method.

"My way is very simple. You just have to make a bond with me. It is just a simple spiritual link that will connect you with me. After that, you might be able to leave this tower with me. What do you think?"

However, Ian still said it casually, as if the bond was just that and nothing to worry about.

If he could just fool this little dragon like this, it would be best for both of them, wouldn't it?

But as Ian waited, he heard nothing from Ignysyl.

There was neither agreement nor opposition—no anger, no rejection. Instead, there was only clear surprise, as evident from the unconscious dilation of his pupils.

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"What bond?"

For the first time, Ignysyl didn't show his usual childishness, nor did he throw a tantrum at his outrageous proposal. Instead, the moment he heard the word 'bond,' his expression turned deadly serious.@@novelbin@@

It was as if he had heard something from Ian's mouth that he never expected to hear.

So, without a complaint, he just looked directly into Ian's eyes and asked a single question.

'What happened? Did he get angry or what?'

It was now time for Ian to get confused, as the reaction was completely off from what he was expecting from Ignysyl.

He thought he might get angry or even leave directly. He was even ready if he was attacked. But what was this reaction?

Did the name of the bond matter?

However, since Ignysyl asked, he still answered, as there was really no other method. If he wanted to be free, then come with him, and he would set him free.

Wasn't that a good exchange?

"Primal bond!"

"Primal bond?"

The moment the words left Ian's mouth, Ignysyl shouted it again, clearly surprised, as his voice increased a bit.

"Really, you are able to form a Primal Bond? And... you want me to form it with you?"

His voice was tinged with disbelief as he was hit hard by something shocking.

He then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly unfurled his wings, taking off from Ian's shoulder and landing directly in front of Ian on his paws.

He seemed anxious as if he shouldn't delay.

Once he touched the ground, he retracted his wings and looked into Ian's eyes, which were filled with confusion.

Then, to Ian's disbelief, he suddenly lowered his proud little head and, with a childish yet unwavering voice, declared loudly with absolute conviction:

"My blood says that when a Sovereign asks you to form a Primal Bond, you accept with your head lowered. There shall be no hesitation!"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly a fiery flame swirled around from Ignysyl's body, making a perfect circle around him and Ian at the center forming a complex array, followed by his loud shout,

"I hereby take a Dragon Oath that I shall be bound with you forever, not in chain but in will. So long as this bond remains, my loyalty shall never waver. If I ever falter, let this flame consume me and my name be erased from the annals of time."

As Ignysyl took such a poisonous oath, the flame roared in response as if to acknowledge his words, followed by the ancient power that directly entered Ignysyl's body, sealing the pact.

Everything was so sudden and so fast that Ian didn't even have time to express anything before Ignysyl was finished with his oath.

And even after swearing the Dragon Oath, he still lowered his head as if waiting for Ian's Primal Bond that he offered.

It was a true submission.

'Wha... What the fuck just happened?'

Ian mumbled, as this was just too sudden.

Why, just after hearing about the bond, did Ignysyl turn around 180 degrees but in a way he didn't expect?

Why did the name of the bond matter?

He never thought there was anything serious in that 'Primal' name. But Ignysyl directly changed his attitude and even swore a Dragon Oath without hesitation just because of it.

You know, the Dragon oath was as potent as a Wizard oath or even more deadly, as it was race-specific. It was an oath that couldn't be broken ever

So, this was just too unscientific.

Ian couldn't find other words to describe his situation.

'What did you find out?'

Ian calmed down his mood and looked at the little dragon that was still bowing his head in submission with clear confusion in his eyes.

He wasn't a complacent fool to just feel good if a dragon seemed to submit to him. Without knowing the ins and outs, he wouldn't just make a choice.

So many questions were bombarding him, yet he could get no respite this time, as a sudden prompt from the System yet again surprised him.

[Ding!]