"O-Onee-sama, why are you here?"
Among the True Dragon, Veldora feared no one more than Velzard.
His fear of his elder sister was like a bloodline suppression.
At this moment, memories of countless beatings from Velzard flooded his mind.
"I came to check on you, of course."
Velzard casually sat on a nearby rock, inspecting the sealing barrier before her. She recognized it as the Infinite Prison, a unique skill laid down by a former Hero.
After Chloe's enhancement, it had become part of the Ultimate Skill, Lord of Hope Sariel.
In other words, Veldora couldn't break free due to the suppression of an Ultimate Skill.
In the Cardinal World, Ultimate Skills were fundamentally different from other skills.
Any skill facing an Ultimate Skill would be instantly overwhelmed, with no chance of resistance.
Thus, the iron rule of this world was that only an Ultimate Skill could counter another.
"Oh, so that's how it works?"
For Velzard, who wielded both Lord of Patience and Lord of Envy... two Ultimate Skills... breaking the seal wouldn't be difficult.
She could simply use Lord of Envy to degrade and absorb it.
However, Velzard had no intention of doing so.
She was here to visit, not to free him.
Besides, Veldora's magicules were far from depleted, and he could remain sealed for a long time yet.
Letting him out to wreak havoc again was worse than leaving him in this prison to reflect.
"Well, seeing you're doing fine puts my mind at ease."
"Fine? How is this fine?!"
Veldora protested, "Let me out, nee-sama! I'm bored to death in here."
So bored, in fact, that he'd rather face Velzard's violence than stay confined.
"No way."
Velzard refused flatly. "If you get out, you'll just cause more trouble."
Veldora had no rebuttal.
In the Cardinal World, he was synonymous with disaster.
Many places regarded him as a calamity, branding him an evil dragon.
His reputation was utterly deplorable, practically villainous!
"I-I didn't mean to!"
Veldora poked his fingers together, looking aggrieved.
He truly didn't intend to cause harm.
Possessing infinite magicules... a trait neither of his sisters shared... Veldora struggled to control his power.
Even now, he lacked an Ultimate Skill.
Historically, his overwhelming magicules swept through wherever he went, bringing endless destruction.
His mere movement, or even standing still, was a burden too great for the world to bear.
In that sense, Veldora had indeed done many terrible things.
But that didn't mean he was evil.
On the contrary, he was quite simple-minded and easy to handle.
Both the Frost Dragon and the Scorching Dragon found him exasperating.
"Honestly, these days without you around have been much easier for me and Velgrynd."
"Ugh..."
Veldora whimpered, looking pitiful, weak, and helpless.
"Alright, alright."
Seeing her brother's pathetic state, Velzard couldn't keep teasing him. "Don't worry about your magicules. When the time comes, I'll help you break free."
"Uh, but that's still so far away..."
Veldora's mood sank, resembling an abandoned puppy.
"That's the price of not training properly and failing to control your magicules!"
Velzard, exasperated, asserted her elder sister authority to quell her whiny brother.
"By the way, I came here for another reason."
"What is it?"
Sealed in the Infinite Prison, Veldora couldn't sense the outside world.
He was unaware of Damien's existence.
"Veldanava's power has resurfaced."
"What?!"
The statement instantly seized Veldora's attention, overshadowing his thoughts of imprisonment or escape.
"Is it true?"
"Is Veldanava really coming back?"
"No, I only said his power has resurfaced, not that Veldanava himself is returning."
Velzard shook her head, clarifying, "Someone has inherited Veldanava's power. Our True Dragon will soon gain a new member."
"Ohhh!"
Veldora was thrilled. "So, I'm getting a lil bro?"
As the youngest of the four dragons, Veldora had always longed for a brother.
His two sisters were tough. The eldest was too violent.
The second was kinder, but they had little in common.
Most importantly, he instinctively resisted the idea of sisters.
Brothers were the way to go.
"Where is he?"
Veldora asked eagerly, "Can he come meet me?"
He was already pondering what gift to give Damien for their first meeting.
"Good news: he's right here in the Jura Forest."
"That's super close to me!"
Veldora griped, then grew dejected. "But even so, he hasn't come to see me."
Did his new brother not like him?
He once again adopted the look of an abandoned puppy.
"Are you an idiot?"
Velzard was at her wit's end with her foolish brother. "He's likely just awakened and still needs time to fully awaken."
"Otherwise, being so close, he'd have come to you already."
True Dragon shared a special connection.
Generally, dragons didn't clash with one another.
As embodiments of magicules, they were cornerstones of the world, incarnations of its rules.
Thus, maintaining balance among dragons was critical to prevent the world's destruction.
"Is that so?"
Veldora asked, "So, Nee-sama, are you going to meet our lil bro next?"
"Yes, that's my second reason for coming."
Velzard added, "Though, he seems to be avoiding me."
"Why?"
Veldora ventured, "Does he know you're a violent woman and is hiding on purpose?"
"You looking to die?!"
Velzard's anger flared, her terrifying aura shaking even the Infinite Prison.
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