You have activated the exclusive milestone: Dragon Slayer.

[As a Dragon Bloodline, you can absorb nutrients to strengthen yourself from each Giant Dragon you kill, and when you kill ten consecutive dragons, your bloodline will utterly awaken.]

"Does this count as bathing in dragon blood?"

Losa felt it somewhat absurd.

Leaving aside whether this black fusion monster pieced together with various materials counts as a Giant Dragon, he hadn't even touched it — how could he speak of "bathing"?

Losa could feel his Physical Strength and Spiritual Power, originally exhausted from wielding the Holy Spear, becoming replenished again as his level increased.

Killing this fusion monster actually allowed him to level up thrice.

Higher by a level than when he killed Ragman's original form.

But honestly, he didn't feel the fusion monster was very strong — perhaps it's due to Jeanne's "Holy Spear" being absurdly powerful at this stage.

"Anna, does this monster count as a Giant Dragon?"

Anna explained, "To Wizards, dragons are precious materials frequently used; its body contains Giant Dragon components for sure."

"Did you use a spell that targets dragon species specifically?"

Losa shook his head, "No, my family's motto is 'bathe in dragon blood'; every Giant Dragon I kill restores my strength a bit."

Anna pondered, "Then I suggest you visit the lands of the Russians and Normans, the last Paradise for dragon species; the dragons in the human world are nearly all captured by Wizards."

Losa nodded, "I will consider it but can't leave right now."

Anna chuckled softly, "Ha, I truly don't understand why a Wizard like you wants to be a Secular Lord—is it some hobby of role-playing?"

The Tree of Life was fine, and no one died because of it; a happy ending relaxed Anna's tense nerves; no acknowledgments needed.

To be precise, the favor owed was minimal—repayment was easy.

Losa chatted with Anna for a while before realizing he'd seemingly forgotten Hans, hastily heading over.

Hans felt a bit dizzy; barely opening his eyes, he weakly said, "Master, you finally came, I haven't shamed the mission you gave me."

"Mm, you did well."

"Can you get up?"

Hans attempted but shook his head, "I'm afraid not."

Losa nodded, "Take a rest first then; later, I will have Anna use the Floating Technique to dig you out. And Hans—prioritize your safety next time, if there is one."

"The Tree of Life is crucial, but not as much as you."

The Tree of Life, hearing this, raised its branches angrily, rustling noisily.

Losa spoke without turning back, "Go eat, consume all of this monster's corpse, strengthen your defensive capabilities preferably."

"I can't just assign a dedicated bodyguard for you."

The Tree of Life immediately withdrew several hidden branches, dragging Nidhogg's corpse underground with delight.

Anna used the Floating Technique to extract Hans from the pit, poured a healing magic potion down him, and set him aside to recover slowly.

Casually grabbing a branch of the Tree of Life, Anna marveled, "These leaves, rich in Life Force, are quite excellent magic potion materials."

"Perhaps I should set up an office in Jerusalem; not only can I purchase these branches from you, but also serve as a window to acquire precious materials from Black Africa."

"What do you think?"

Losa smiled, "That would be splendid indeed."

The Tree of Life's branches regenerate quickly; cutting a few daily doesn't have much impact, though excessive cutting affects its growth rate.

"Nishaya, come over."

The little Witch walked over shyly; her injuries quickly healed by the magic potion.

Her cheeks reddened, kneeling with a bow, "Thank you for your help, Lord Losa. I was somewhat rude to you earlier; please forgive me."

"No need for formality; Anna and I are old friends, and you are her most outstanding student—I certainly couldn't stand idly by."

Furinjira held a small tin box—likely made of tin, drawing a stick resembling a cigarette but merely a chocolate-covered biscuit.

She popped it in her mouth, the sweetness spreading across her tongue made her smile, showing her Vampire-like white teeth.

Although it was Chelina's biscuit box, who knows when that Chel whatever might be summoned over?

But for now, it belongs to me!

Kurs vaguely tidied his ragged clothes, looking at Furinjira, his expression softened slightly: "Miss, long time no see."

"Ah?"

"Kurs, why are you here too? And so disheveled?"

Kurs's smile stiffened momentarily.

So you didn't notice me at all.

Then calmly replied, "The Master summoned me to Eira Port to oversee internal affairs, just passing by."

"What a coincidence; this...unknown breed of monster seems hard to handle."

"Indeed, it is smart, which is the most troublesome aspect."

"My abilities are too singular now, unlike how you can use various Blood Magic, once the enemy sees through the shortcomings of Blood Shadow Secret Technique, I'll be passive."

Kurs hoped to advance to the Elite One stage quickly, yet knew he wasn't particularly high in the advancement hierarchy.

Furinjira patted Kurs's shoulder like an adult, "Don't worry, Kurs, your greatest talent lies not in combat but in internal affairs."

...

The sky darkened.

The sun set over the western horizon.

On the ramparts of New Habsburg, Anna and Nishaya bid farewell to everyone.

Before departing, she invited, "Losa, any thoughts of visiting Constantinople with me?"

Losa paused.

He recalled having a simulation battle to play as Palaeologus's Last Emperor—Constantine XI, defeating the ambitious Conqueror, and saving this ancient city.

But then Constantinople, pillaged by the Crusaders, declining, and ravaged by inept emperors and civil war, was beyond recovery.

The population dwindled to merely tens of thousands, all having different agendas, mostly capitulationists.

Far inferior compared to the still formidable Eastern Empire, though now in decline.

The Middle Ages began with the Western Empire's fall and ended with the Eastern Empire's demise, spanning nearly a millennium, intertwined with this ancient Empire.

"Given a chance, I certainly will visit."

Losa nodded solemnly.

Anna smiled, "But not now, correct?"

"Yes."

"If needed, contact me anytime, I owe you a favor."

Losa nodded, "Alright."

Anna and Nishaya turned into two owls, flying into the sky, her face revealing a human-like smile: "Goodbye, Prajna, Furin, and Jeanne."

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