'Hm?'
At that moment, CheolHo sensed something peculiar.
'Detect Eye'
But nothing could be read.
What was this?
The man entered the kitchen, and fixed his eyes on the basket full of the eggs.
CheolHo was startled. Maybe it was true.
"What?!…. Are you a dragon?"
CheolHo's words seemed to freeze up the man. The unknown, mysterious man and his odd response fascinated CheolHo even more.
CheolHo thought that the man seemed too young to be the parent of the eggs, as it took at least a few hundred years for dragons to lay their eggs.
WHOOOSH!
Auras of flames swarmed over the body, as if a spirit of fire had settled upon the man. The auras circled around the man, rapidly spitting out fiery forces.
'It was in the dragon mountain of this universe… emitting forcefully from the chief dragon; Rex'
'I don't really remember the name of the bogu that I scavenged, but I do remember breaking it while battling the Devil King.'
The flames stroke up high, blackening the ceiling of the store.
"How do you know my identity?"
"I have no intention to fight. I have an artefact called 'Detect Eye', and the only beings that cannot be discerned by it are dragons."
The man opened his eyes wide.
It was a dragon's Bogu.
It was only then that the man had realised, that CheolHo was no ordinary restaurant owner.
'I simply cannot even guess who this owner could possibly be…'
The unchanging confidence in the presence of a dragon, the expression that shows his calmness, so calm and relaxed it may even be more accurate to say 'lazy'. Finally, an invisible sense of immense strength and power that ran beneath all this.
The dragon began to slowly back off.
After letting out a long yawn, CheolHo pointed at the eggs and said,
"Wh… what?"
"Hm?"
The dragon started chuckling, deemed this entire situation ridiculous.
"A mere human… daring to order me aroun……… WHAT?"
The blades contained deep shades of blue, and the handle was too luxurious to be sitting in a restaurant such as this.
"Scales of a blue dragon?"
"Ye"
"I..Is it a weapon?"
CLICK, CLICK
CheolHo replied as he let out a long puff of smoke,
It was a kitchen knife. The infamous Blue Dragon's scale used as a kitchen knife.
'… The chopping board! It had a very familiar scent.'
"This…. This is made out of dragon bones…"
CheolHo had made a chopping board out of dragon bones.
'We, Dragons once ruled all realms, priding ourselves as the strongest beings… every scale, every pound of our flesh, every inch of our bone have phenomenal value… and yet this damn human being killed our kind and turned us into kitchenware? How can this even be possible?'
"Well… yeah, it's dragon bone. But never mind that, let's get a move on with the clean up" CheolHo replied in an expressionless tone.
The flames surrounding the dragon began to grow rapidly.
Blue flames of extreme temperature began to form within the man's mouth.
"Sigh… not wise", CheolHo shook his head while he quietly murmured to himself.
"BREATH!"
As the man was in human flesh, the power of his breath was evidently weak.
The man's breath shot out in a straight line, forming a laser beam with a diameter of approximately 30cm.
'What's happening? Why isn't anything burning?', the man was puzzled as he ended his breath.
The scene that greeted the man came as a pure shock. CheolHo was casually standing right in front of the breath, holding up what looks like an ordinary frying pan.
It was a frying pan. However, the man was sure that it was no ordinary frying pan. There was no way that a frying pan made of metal could withstand the heat of a dragon's breath.
'10,000-year metal' is a type of metal which absorbs and consumes heat once it is inserted with mana. When CheolHo was dwelling within this universe, he crafted one of the treasures from the Eastern Continent, the ice sword, and made it into a frying pan.
Soon his eyes became sharp focused and the flame that circled his body got redder and redder.
"Aigh… you dragons never change"
CheolHo knew exactly what those signs meant. Such bodily changes signalled a dragon preparing to exit the polymorph and transform into its full dragon form.
At that moment, CheolHo vanished from the half transformed dragon's vision.
A loud cracking sound, somehow familiar, echoed as the man's consciousness slowly began to fade away. It was definitely a sound familiar to the dragon. Yes. It was the sound of a dragon being knocked down by a human.
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The memories of more than 30 years ago began to flood in at that moment. And what followed, was complete darkness.
After knocking the man out with a simple backhand, CheolHo looked down at him pettily, before letting out a long sigh.
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"I'm going to finish off the Devil King. There's no time and I hate time wasting so let's get straight to the point. Hand over your artefacts; the bogus that you're storing. The bogus that you don't even use but store in your little towns all day and night. Don't cooperate and I will have to bash every single one of you down and take it by force. The decision is yours to make"
'No… Dad!!! No!!! That's Miro Raikas!… I remember this memory, this happened 30 years ago. I remember my dad getting his ass whooped…'
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"ARGH!"
"So… I guess you've settled down a bit more. Let's talk. I want to begin with the cleaning first"
CheolHo casually continued the conversation as he laid down his shot of soju.
The man seemed nervous… perplexed as he examined this extremely unusual scene.
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"…I remember it to be a bit over 50"
As expected, he was a red dragon. A mere hatchling that's only been alive for 50 or so years, in other words, like a dragon boy. An adolescent going through puberty.
CheolHo thought that with Edward's power, he could easily take on a level 1 Awakened on earth.
"What?" Khan coldly replied as he gazed back at the human being before him.
"…!"
"Do I look that handsome to you?"
CheolHo let out a laughter.
Khan replied bluntly,
"I see. So you came through a dimensional gap?"
CheolHo poured down another shot of soju before chewing on a Velto jerky.
"You, too, must be from the Espan?"
"Well, yeah. Don't stop wiping though"
"Over there, I was called Miro Laikas. Over here, CheolHo Kang. Have you heard of that name before?"
After swallowing down another shot of soju, CheolHo found Khan frozen up like a statue. Something had shocked Khan profoundly, so much that he did not know how to react.
(ED Note: What a chapter… Using the most overpowered items as bloody kitchen utensils… I love it…)