Reborn in Danmachi as a Dragon-Kin (Rewrite)

Chapter 105

"Is this really the magic stone of the infant dragon?" Eleni asked in fascination as she gazed upon the glistening, oversized gemstone. 

Draco was currently tending to Nikolaos' broken arm, sending soothing healing waves owner his wound.

"I believe it is," Vasileios replied, his eyes wide with intrigue. 

"This is the largest magic stone we've ever encountered." he reached out, gently running his fingers over the jagged surface of the ethereal-looking stone.

Michalis watched Draco healing Nikolaos from the distance, before glancing at his own wounds.

"Isn't Draco nii being a bit unfair?" he muttered under his breath.

Wincing, he poured a whole bottle of potion over his shoulder wound before taking a swig of another potion.

Dimitra, being attentive, caught Michalis' whispered comment. 

"Why would you feel that way?" she asked, her brow furrowed.

Michalis looked a bit taken aback, having not intended for Dimitra to hear his musings. 

"Oh, you heard that," he said, shifting uncomfortably.

"Well?" Dimitra pressed, waiting patiently for Michalis to elaborate.

Michalis sighed, his gaze dropping to the ground.

"Well, I got injured too, but he didn't use his healing spell on me. Yet he's devoting so much time and effort to healing Nikolaos. I know it’s silly but….” Michalis trailed off.

Dimitra nodded thoughtfully. 

"I see. But your injuries don't look as serious as Nikolaos'," she pointed out gently.

"That's not the point," Michalis said, his voice tinged with frustration. 

"I just can't help but feel... left out, I guess." he added.

Draco, having overheard the conversation, called out to Michalis. 

"Come over here, Michalis." he said.

Michalis looked up, surprised, and made his way over to Draco. 

Draco had a slightly sheepish expression on his face.

‘Ugh, is he a girl. Why does he crave so much attention?’ Draco couldn’t help but wonder.

"I'm sorry, Michalis," Draco said sincerely. 

"I had planned to heal you right after your fight, but it completely slipped my mind after Vasiliki gave you a potion." He placed a hand on Michalis' head, out of habit, he began lightly stroking behind Michalis ears, much to his content.

"I won’t forget next time. Let me take care of that for you." he said softly, watching Michalis almost purr in content.

Michalis quickly regained himself feeling a bit embarrassed as he noticed his other sibling glaring at him, but he managed to play it cool.

“Don’t you start” he warned, eyeing Vasiliki, who was about so say something.

“Tsk” Vasiliki cursed but kept her mouth shut, she was aware that it was her turn next so she decided to focus on meditating.

Draco's healing spell soon washed over Michalis body, soothing the aches and knitting the minor cuts and bruises. 

Michalis felt the tension in his body dissipate, and he offered his brother a grateful smile.

"Thank you, Draco nii," he said, feeling relieved and a bit sheepish for his earlier outburst.

With both Michalis and Nikolaos now fully healed, Draco turned to the group. 

"Alright, everyone, it's time to move on to the next area. Before we do, I want to make sure you all have your salamander wool equipped” Draco said as a precaution.

From the 13th floor, hellhounds became a common foe and the Salamander wool provided resistance against their attacks.

The group quickly made the necessary adjustments to their gear, and soon arrived at their destination.

Upon arriving, Draco's gaze fell on Vasiliki. 

"Vasiliki, you're up next. Are you ready?" he asked.

Vasiliki straightened her posture, a determined glint in her eyes. 

"Of course I am. If that idiot Michalis can do it, so can I," she said confidently.

Draco couldn't help but chuckle at her competitive spirit. 

"Glad to hear it." He paused, his expression becoming more serious. 

"Your opponents will be very challenging for you, so if you can’t handle it, please prioritize your life first” he warned.

Draco had a hard time deciding an opponent for Vasiliki. 

She was an ice mage who could cast her spells without chanting. 

Though the potency of her ice spells were less potent without chanting, she could still use chant-less spells to buy herself time until she could perform her spell chant. 

She was a magic staff user, so she would normally be weak in close combat, but she had a passive skill that was annoying in close combat, and Draco had drilled into her ways he knew to deal with melee combatants.

Luckily, there were two monsters that, when combined together, could make Vasiliki suffer a lot if she didn't try her best. 

The opponents Draco decided on after a lot of contemplation were the Crystal Mantis and Bad Bats.

These two monsters were the bane of most magic users within the middle floors. 

The crystals on a crystal mantis' body made it a monster very resistant to magic, making it a tough opponent for adventurers that solely relied on magic. 

Then there were the bad bats that created sound waves that disrupted concentration. 

This was fatal for mages who needed concentration when casting spells, which could also lead to the spell self-destructing.

Due to the Dragon Mind Art that Vasiliki had learned, she didn't need to worry about her spells self-destructing, but she was going to have a hard time concentrating on shaping her spells well.

Vasiliki took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders after hearing his warning.

"I'm ready, Draco nii. Let's do this." she replied.

Draco gestured towards the entrance to the trial area he had prepared for her. 

"Then let's not keep your opponents waiting. Good luck, Vasiliki. I know you'll make us proud." Draco said.

As Vasiliki stepped through the entrance, Draco couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern. 

He had carefully selected these opponents, to push Vasiliki's limits, but he hoped he hadn't gone too far. After all, her safety was his top priority.

Draco and the others watched anxiously, waiting to see how she would fare against her opponents.

The area was a large, open space, with high ceilings and a rocky terrain. 

Vasiliki quickly scanned her surroundings, her grip tightening on her magic staff as the odd silence was quite uncomfortable.

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It wasn't long after Vasiliki had entered the musty, dimly lit chamber. 

The space was initially filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant sound of dripping water. 

Suddenly, a piercing screech echoed through the chamber, sending a chill down Vasiliki's spine.

Emerging from the lower dark tunnel were three hulking crystal mantises, their razor-sharp scythes gleaming menacingly in the faint light. 

Upon seeing the monstrous creatures, Vasiliki's eyes quickly darted around the room in