RE: My Dragon Girlfriend In The Dragonic Apocalypse

Ancient Tamal did not even think before saying: "I agree!" He was eager to look around. He had noticed quite a few interesting things and wanted to check them out for himself.

Clance was actually quite surprised that Ancient Tamal was willing to accept such a condition. She could see the excitement in the old dragonic eyes. It seemed he really wanted to look around.

"Alright." Clance nodded and turned to Gemini. "Sister Gemini, if you would."

"Mmm..." Gemini sat up and waved her hand, creating a large magic circle in front of Ancient Tamal. It radiated an ancient aura that sent chills down Ancient Tama's spine. "Unlike Sister Lillia's magic contract, mine is a bit different. If you even think about harming this place, your soul will be ripped apart and burnt in hell flames. Do not even think about rebirth."

"No problem! But umm.... How do I buy thing...." Ancient Tamal felt a little embarrassed he was asking the younger generation for money. Although he was trying to do it in a roundabout way to save some of his old face.

"You can have a thousand hope dollars, but you will need to be led around by one of our guards. Things that you can buy are consumables or clothes. Some nicknacks are fine as well. But anything beyond that, that has anything to do with technology, you are not allowed to take with you." Clance wondered if the old dragonic man in front of her would ever leave at this pace. Once he got a taste of the life in Destiny City, would he want to leave at all?

"Okay!" Ancient Tamal nodded his head excitedly. He truly wished to go out and play!

With his contract now set and one thousand hope dollars in hand, he urged the guard leading him to hurry up. It was on this day that Ancient Tamal would become Grandpa Tamal, that owned a small stand on the street selling wooden figures he carved himself. All so he could continue his hobby of reading manga.

The anime type culture that was reintroduced into the populace by the new age humans had become a popular and addicting trend within the city. Two manga stores opened to sell self published manga that the citizens were creating. Because anyone could do it, many people began learning to draw manga from Blake's kids and sometimes Tina.

It was this kind of culture that Ancient Tamal got addicted to and refused to leave the city, never returning to the dragonic clan to report anything. The dragonic king would not find out about this until he had sent a third envoy in hopes of tracking down the Ancient of his clan, only to be told he was now a citizen of Destiny City and the rise and fall of the dragonic clan had nothing to do with him. On this day, the dragonic clan had to keep to themselves until they grew stronger.

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"Oho? They all have high powered rifles. These weapons are enough to kill many of the beastkin race. They really thought this attack through." Blake looked at the massive army from the air. He was just sitting there as if sitting on a chair, but there was no chair, just the air around him. He could now fly without flapping his wings which worked for him. He could use them for an extra speed boost if needed now, but they were now nothing more than decoration.

"To think they are using so many new races to fight against the beast kin.... Blake, can you help them?" Tina frowned at the situation on the ground. She did not like seeing scenes like this. These new beastkin did not know the world at all and were being used as slaves to fight.

"Mostly women, but I do see some males who seem to have survived the evolution process.  Tornack, can you tell your people not to attack? I would like to not get the slaves involved in this fight." Blake did not want to harm the innocent. These new beastkin were scared out of their minds, skinny, and looked abused. He did not wish for any of them to be killed for something they did not want to do.

"Yes, but how will you handle this?" Tornack was very curious.

"One second....." Blake took out a metal object and placed it against his ear. "Noa, I will be sending you a mass of new beastkin races. Help them settle in."

Back inside the city, Noa was teaching the kids when a voice entered her ear. "Understood." After saying that, she looked at Destiny and said: "Destiny, help your sister study what I just taught. Your papa asked me to do something."

"Okay!" Destiny smiled as she stood up and walked up to the board. She felt grown up as he stood in front of her sisters, ready to teach!

Back on Blake's side, he whispered to Lillia and Tina, and the two nodded their heads. "We will be transporting all the slaves to my city. We are more readily equipped to handle them. From food, clothing, and a roof over their heads to medical help, we can offer it all."

Tornack looked at Blake and thought of the large city, and nodded his head. "I will thank you then. I hate seeing my kind in such a situation."

"Just remember it was not just me but a human who suggested such a thing. Do not be so prejudiced. Just like there are the good and bad of the beastkins, there are also the good and bad of the humans and other races too." Blake wanted to try to change Tornack's outlook on things a bit more.

"I can see that. You have my deepest apologies for earlier. I will talk with my king to try to get the hairless monkey talk banned." Tornack replied while bowing his head.

"Thanks. Now let's get this show on the road, shall we?" Blake asked with a smile. He looked at all the slaves and closed his eyes. Lillia flew over and placed her hands on his back to help with mana as Blake waved his hand, causing thousands of magic circles to form under every slave there. He had to keep a solid image in his mind and with a single word: "Transport!"