Dragon Master: The SSS-Ranked School Belle Asked Me To Contract Her

Chapter 76 Past Life

Veer had many questions, but he knew he wouldn't get answers to any of them. The situation was just too bizarre, and he was sure that this had not happened before.

'The abnormalities…' Veer thought. 'Is that how the Labyrinth has changed? Did others also see this vision? Or maybe even experience it? Did the man help them?'

His head began to hurt from all the questions, but it was then he thought of something. His eyes lit up as he thought, 'Wait! What if the Labyrinth's core is related to that battlefield? It is possible.'

The possibility was high, so he once again went through the battle he had seen. That catastrophic battle was etched in his mind, so it was very easy to recall the details.

Although they still made him shiver, he gritted his teeth and went through the details so that he didn't miss anything. After confirming he remembered everything, he took out his diary.

Phones didn't work in the Labyrinths. In fact, most of the technology didn't work in the ancient ruins, so only pure power and wits could let one survive here.

Veer then proceeded to write every detail in the diary. He was afraid that some otherworldly power would erase his memories. After what he had just witnessed, he didn't doubt such powers existed.

He didn't want to take risks. He was also not afraid of others finding his diary, as the language he wrote in was an Ancient Language used by Dark Elves, an extinct variant of the Elf Race.

"Good!" Veer smiled once he was done and put the diary back in his storage ring. Taking out a packet of chips, he had a peaceful meal in the middle of the wheat farm.

It was a nostalgic feeling for him, and he enjoyed it very much. It reminded him of his days when he used to pester his father to go to the farms.

'I hope they are okay without me,' Veer sighed, as he felt melancholy washing over his heart. Years of living in the new world had let him get over his past life.

But he still missed his past life. It wasn't anything special. He was just a normal student, even if with some mental problems. He also had loving parents who sacrificed a lot for him and his future.

Unfortunately, he died before he could make their life better. The only thing he did for them was give sorrow to them. The guilt built over the years finally broke through as tears brimmed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I should have eaten your dish instead of being picky," Veer closed his eyes, struggling to keep his tears. "I'm sorry, Dad. I should have listened to you more."

His heart was in turmoil, as he remembered every failure that had disappointed his parents. Yet, even after all that, their love had not lessened for him. That made him feel even more guilty.

The worst feeling was that he couldn't even remember their faces well. He wanted to see them, or at least keep their portrait in his mind. Yet, he couldn't do that.

His chest felt heavy, as if someone had put a rock on it, as his tears dripped like a stream onto the moist soil. His grip on his sword loosened, as he felt the grief overwhelming his mind.

In the next moment, his eyes snapped open as he pushed himself forward and rolled on the moist soil. His hair stood up as he felt something hitting the spot he was sitting on.

Gasping for breath, Veer quickly rolled over and clenched his sword, looking around in caution. But there was nothing unusual. It was peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

"Huh!? Why am I holding this sword?" Veer looked at his arm in confusion, and jerked his hand, only to stop the next second as he muttered, "Of course, it's to protect myself."

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His grip once again loosened as a thought entered his mind, "Protect from whom? You're in peace. Rest here!"

"Yeah, this is where my father used to farm," Veer whispered as he ran his hands through the weathered wheat.

He hissed as he felt a pang of pain assaulting his fingers. Looking down at his fingertip, he noticed ice forming around it. Inside the ice cage, there was a drop of blood.

"Ice… did Lily do this?" Veer muttered, as he clenched his sword's hilt once again and sliced at his right. He hit something which sent tremors in his hand, as he jumped backwards.

Clarity returned to his mind as he looked around the field, trying to see what was attacking him. Sadly, he saw nothing. But he wasn't disappointed, as his mind was as calm as it could be.

'Seriously! A brainwashing illusion to start?' Veer crouched down, his stance ready to rush him in any direction whenever needed.

He closed his eyes as he tried to sense his Mana Veins. Many of them were inaccessible, but he noticed something odd in other ones. Aside from his Mana, there was a mist flowing through them.

It was so subtle that he almost ignored it. It seemed to blend in with the Mana and rushed alongside it.

'I'll be damned!' Veer cursed, as he once again rolled forward to avoid the attack coming at him. He had to thank those countless assassins who had helped him make his instincts strong.

Now, he was just relying on them to survive the invisible attacks.

'The mist is everywhere,' Veer noticed as he began circulating his Mana to cleanse his body of the mist. It was hard, as the mist was pouring constantly into his body.

He had to stop breathing to stop the main entrance of the mist, and wait till his body was cleansed completely. All the while, dodging the invisible attacks which were getting more and more rapid.

His eyes turned red as he jumped over a pack of wheat plants to avoid the attacks. 'Just a little more. Fuck!'

His scalp tingled as he realized his opponent was attacking him mid-air. He couldn't dodge, nor could he block the attack properly, as he didn't even know where it would attack.

'I'll be damned!'