A Journey That Changed The World.



Archer followed closely behind Jareth as they descended the dark, damp stairs.

However, the darkness posed no issue for him, as his dragon's eyes granted him the ability to see in even the darkest of places.

Jareth, thinking himself clever, attempted to blind him, unaware that his vision remained perfect. Guided by the man, they arrived at an old-looking door.

He opened the door and stepped inside, Archer followed behind him as his gaze swept across the room, immediately noticing the chests stacked upon shelves.

There were at least twenty chests waiting to be claimed by him.

Excitement surged through him as he neared the first chest, its lavish appearance hinting at the treasures concealed within.

Archer reached for the lock and forcefully ripped it off, revealing a trove of gemstones that glimmered like stars.

Rubies, like drops of frozen fire, nestled alongside sapphires that mirrored the depths of a moonlit ocean.

Emeralds sparkled with a verdant glow as if capturing the essence of a hidden forest.

Amethysts shimmered with regal allure, casting a soft violet haze around them. The room overflowed with an array of captivating gemstones.

Driven by greed, Archer grabbed the chest and tossed it into his Item Box.

Ignoring the Viscount's anger, he shifted his attention to the next chest, he opened it to see loads of gold coins.

With eyes gleaming, he repeated his previous actions, storing the contents of the chest in his Item Box.

As he moved on to the next chest, a sudden loud bang reverberated through the chamber, immediately catching Archer's attention.

Disappointed by the sound, he shifted his gaze toward the door and shook his head. Acting swiftly, Archer visualized the top of the stairs and cast Gate.

'Gate.'

A shimmering violet gate materialized before him. Stepping through it, he unexpectedly collided with the Viscount, who had been racing to escape from him.

Jareth crashed to the floor, his anger replaced by a sense of dread as he looked up at the smiling boy.

"Hehe, where do you think you're going, Mr. Noble? You can't escape now," Archer exclaimed, his voice a blend of anger and excitement.

His smile was tinged with satisfaction as he summoned his slender tail, which had grown significantly since he first gained it.

The tail, now larger and endowed with a mind of its own, swiftly struck Jareth's thighs, eliciting a sharp cry of pain from the man.

Seizing the opportunity, Archer grabbed the Viscount firmly and dragged him back downstairs, hurling him into a corner of the room.

Archer proceeded to loot the remaining chests, discovering a vast array of treasures. Among his findings were gemstones, coins, mana stones, rare tomes, and spellbooks.

After stashing away all the loot in his Item Box, Archer shifted his attention to the distressed man. With a chilling stare, he directed his voice at him, dripping with disdain.

"She is my friend, and you dared to kidnap her for your own vile reasons to get one over on me. Now, you must face the consequences of your own foolish actions."

Jareth's eyes widened as he grasped the gravity of the situation.

Desperation filled his voice as he pleaded, "Please, young master, spare my life! We were unaware of your true identity, and we deeply regret our actions, both mine and my son's."

Archer peered down at the Viscount, his tail gracefully swaying behind him. In an instant, it swiftly shot forward, effortlessly impaling Jareth's chest.

Lifting the dying man's body, Archer callously flung it aside.

"Fucking nobles," he muttered with disdain, "like cockroaches, they'll keep returning until exterminated."

Leaving the room, Archer entered the area and headed towards the cottage where he found the girls sitting on a sofa, engaged in casual conversation.

Upon spotting Archer, Ella's face lit up with excitement, and she quickly approached him, wrapping him in a tight embrace. "Arch, how did it go?" she asked eagerly.

He responded, "It went well. I managed to collect a lot of loot, so that's a plus. Oh, and the noble is no more. How's Sarah doing?"

Ella promptly replied, "She's fine, just unconscious for now. I'll provide more details later."

Teuila remained seated, patiently waiting for the conversation to conclude, wearing a gentle smile.

"Well, well, look who's here," she interjected, her gaze fixed on Archer's swaying tail. "I must confess, I find your tail quite mesmerizing."

Archer smiled at the inquisitive girl. However, before he could express his gratitude, she spoke again, drawing closer to him.

"Can I touch it, Arch?" Teuila asked cheerfully, her voice filled with excitement.

Archer nodded to indicate he understood the girl's request. But before she could proceed, she approached Ella and began whispering.

Teuila instructed the half-elf to play with Archer's ears, as they are his weak spot. Archer of course heard the whisperer, however he made no reaction, silently waiting for their assault. 

A mischievous grin spread across the half-elf's face, resembling that of the Cheshire Cat, as she moved closer to Archer with sparkling eyes.

Teuila followed closely behind him while Ella stood there, attempting to appear innocent, but he couldn't decipher her intentions.

Her fingers gently ran along Archer's tail, causing him to tremble with shivers. A delightful tingle spread from where Teuila's touch connected with his tail, awakening an unexpected pleasure within him.

Encouraged by the sensations, she began to gently rub his tail, sending even more shivers coursing through his body.

He couldn't help but let out a small moan, but immediately clamped his mouth shut, hoping Teuila hadn't heard him.

Regrettably, it was too late. She giggled playfully and intensified her teasing. Just as he was getting lost in the pleasure, a gentle nibble on his left ear caught him off guard.

Archer turned his head and found Ella biting his ear, causing him to moan once again.

Feeling overwhelmed by the intense sensations, Archer realized he couldn't handle it any longer. Squirming with pleasure, he found himself caught in a two-front attack.

Ella intensified her biting, causing Archer to let out even deeper moans. The two girls giggled playfully, eventually stopping their assault after ten minutes.

With the sensations subsiding, he decided to create some distance between himself and the mischievous girls.

They continued to watch him with playful glints in their eyes. He dismissed his tail, keeping a cautious eye on them as he moved away in search of food.

As Archer approached a window, he couldn't help but notice the morning sun still shining brightly, enveloping the area in a warm and inviting glow.

Feeling hungry, Archer gathered the ingredients for a sandwich and skillfully assembled it. He then settled down and began to enjoy each delectable bite.

Meanwhile, Teuila and Ella happily indulged in the snacks provided by a friendly female brownie.

While they were enjoying their meal, Sera, the cheeky dragon, happily flew into the cottage through an open window, announcing her arrival with delightful chirping.

With a mischievous look in her eyes, Sera playfully flew towards Teuila and Ella, lightly bopping both of them on the head with her tiny tail.

The girls shared a brief moment of surprise before erupting into laughter. Sporting a mischievous grin, Sera found a comfortable spot to perch on Archer's shoulder.

The girls watched affectionately as Sera snuggled up to her beloved companion, emitting cheerful chirps that expressed her happiness to be with him.

After enjoying their snacks and showering Sera with affection, the trio and Sera left the domain to continue their journey.

[Imperial Investigator Nova Hawthorne P.O.V]

Days after Archer had killed the Viscount, a woman with short brown hair and gentle brown eyes, dressed in a military uniform, stood outside the charred mansion of Viscount Jareth Leroux.

With a meticulous gaze, she surveyed the ruins, piecing together the aftermath of the fateful event.

The Viscont's life had been taken, along with the lives of his two eldest sons. Among the wreckage, only one son and his wife had managed to survive.

Deep in thought, her focus remained fixed on the scene before her. Nova, the woman in question, remembered the reports she had meticulously studied, provided by the guards.

As Nova examined the details, a sudden realization struck her. It became evident that Archer Ashguard, the newly awakened white dragon could be responsible for the Viscount's demise.

He had remained an enigma until recent years when he emerged onto the scene, clashing with the knights of the church.

Since their fateful encounter in Oxfair, she had been relentlessly collecting information about the enigmatic young man, fueled by an insatiable curiosity.

Whispers and rumors traveled from the south and reached her ears. Contacts within the Order of the Justicars mentioned a massive war that had broken out in those lands.

According to the grapevine, Archer played a crucial part in the conflict, defeating enemy armies before mysteriously vanishing.

The more investigating she did the more interested she become in the boy, as she was in her own little world, a voice spoke to her.

''Officer Nova, have you found anything?''

She turned around to see an older man wearing the same uniform but with grey hair and a well-groomed mustache.

Nova nodded in agreement. "Yes, Commander. I believe the culprit is Archer Ashguard. It has been confirmed that he is the white dragon that the witness spotted and had a confrontation with Favian Leroux, resulting in Favian's blindness. In retaliation, the Leroux family kidnapped Sarah, who is known to be Archer's only friend and a staff member at Vassia City's guild. The Viscount's reckless actions have led to the events that unfolded here."

The commander nodded at his student's conclusion and was impressed, he spoke with a proud tone in his voice.

''Well done Officer, let's head back to Starfall and report it to the Emperor, He's eager to find out what happened here.''

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