Epic Of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System

Chapter 122: Culprit

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A drone emerged as I comforted Benladann.

I didn't know what it was but… it was strange.

I never thought I would see such advanced technology in this world of fantasy and magic aside from my own system, but that could also be said to be kind of like magic that looks like futuristic holograms…

But this was full-fledged technology, and futuristic at that! I am pretty sure there weren't such drone models on Earth, this thing is completely spherical, white, black, and blue colors, it has a large camera in front of it, and it somehow floats through some kind of mechanism that releases gases from beneath it, like a propulsor.

Benladann was probably still grieving the death of her parents inside even after I had managed to save her parent's souls, but she was a strong girl, quickly wiping her tears and rushing at my side, as she glanced at the thing that was… observing us.

"W-What… is this…?" she asked.

"I think I recognize it a bit, this is actually a technology, not magic…" I said, as I quickly decided to inspect it through Analyze.

Ding!

<Tactical Espionage Drone: FD-X09>

Drone-type machinery created through the use of forbidden technology left behind by the user of the Technomancer Unique Skill.

This Drone comes equipped with magic-fueled propulsors, and the ability to register anything it seems through its HD Camera, connected to the Mother Computer.

It possesses a small AI integrated within it and can self-destruct to inflict damage to a foe, while also being able to fly infinitely as long as there is mana within the Mana Core Battery implemented inside of it.

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This… It is truly a drone, even if it is fueled with magic, it was created by someone with the Technomancer Unique Skill! Another one?! Have reincarnated people completely changed this place around?

What kind of world have we been reincarnated into?

If we consider Unique Skills… then anything is possible…

"Technology? What was it doing here? Why was it… observing us?" asked Benladann.

"No idea… But perhaps… they might be related to what happened in here…" I said.

"Eh? What… Then…?" asked Benladann.

However, before we could continue speaking, I detected several more Drones near us!

My senses expanded as I saw them, around five of them, all floating above the air watching us with their camera eyes… Whoever was behind this, was probably controlling those Drones!

"T-There are five of them now?!" asked Benladann.

Suddenly, as I was already preparing several projectiles and commanding Skadi to decimate their drones, a sudden voice, as if spoken through a microphone, resonated over the town, coming from all five of the Drones…

The voice of a young adult man resonated through the speaker, it had a particular tone, of someone who was rather "refined".

"Hello, reincarnated souls. I have been looking for you for a good while now. My name… well, that doesn't matter, you can simply call me Lord Greenwood-"

"Who are you?! What do you want!?" I roared.

"Oh? A Dragon capable of speaking through psionic waves… Interesting. Is this your Unique Ability perhaps?" asked the man.

What?!

He knows about Unique Abilities and even knows I have one… And if he does, somehow, he might already know about Benladann's too…

"D-Drake… How does he…?" muttered Benladann.

"Heh, how wouldn't I know? It is as clear as water that you are the Unique Skill users I have been looking around… I have an offer for you. Join me! There are many other Unique Skill Users at my side, and together we are making an organization that will overturn the world as we know it. Unique Skill users are often discriminated in this world, but if we manage to make a name for ourselves, we can change how the world sees us!" said the man through the speaker.

"(Benladann, this sounds fishy…)" I said through telepathy to Benladann. The man didn't seem to hear my "psionic waves" when I spoke to her, thankfully.

Benladann swallowed saliva as her eyes began to glow with anger…

"Y-You… Who did this to my town? I don't want to join any of your weird organizations! Tell me who did this?! Who killed my parents?!" asked Benladann.

"Hm? Were these your parents? Oh… Right, my bad. I had come here to look for you, but they seemed very adamant, saying that you were not here, that you ran away or something… Well, it was true, but at that time I didn't trust them so I decided to burn the entire town until they were to bring you out, but that never happened… I suppose I owe you a sincere apology," said the man.

"What…" muttered Benladann, as her eyes grew devoid of light.

This…

T-This…

THIS MOTHERFUKER!

The rage boiling inside of me was becoming greater and greater, to the point that pure wrath took over my entire being, flowing like a blaze that I had never experienced before.

Was this the wrath and pride of a dragon?

I couldn't think of anything else than slaughtering this motherfucker.

"SO YOU DID IT! WE ARE NOT JOINING ANY OF YOUR GARBAGE ORGANIZATIONS, YOU BASTARD!"

I roared like a true monster, as my entire body began to exude the aura of ice and winds, forming an immense storm!

FLAAAASH!

"Hm… Well, I expected this outcome… At least they can't blame me that I didn't try to let you join peacefully," said the man, as the drones suddenly flashed towards us!

Flash! Flash! Flash! Flash! Flash!

Based on their analyses, these things can detonate like bombs, if they get near us…

No, I won't even let them get near!

"SKADI!"

FLASH!

Skadi quickly flew through the air, catching two Drones and making them explode ahead of time!

BOOOM! BOOOM!

I quickly rushed in front of Benladann, protecting her.

"Benladann, stay behind me!" I said as Benladann seemed to have become stiff due to all the things happening so fast one after another.

Two drones were destroyed, but three others rushed at us!

I quickly unleashed all the power I could, combining my Auras and forming a gigantic tornado of ice and wind, releasing it in front of me!

FLAAAAAASH!

The powerful storming winds reached the three drones, pushing them back!

And then… Gate of Babylon!

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