The Blue Mage Raised by Dragons

Book 2: Chapter 19

Tafel hummed as she raised the silver card in her hand above her head. It was similar to the one that she already had, but the engravings that framed the card were different. Maybe shed go to every continent and collect them for fun. There had to be more continents, right? She glanced at Vur.

Stella was lying on her back on top of Vurs head, her head dangling upside-down off the side. She was holding her card in front of her face by his ear, squinting at frowning at the words. Stupid scribbles, she said and puffed her cheeks out. She crossed her arms, dropping the card, but Vur caught it before it could hit the floor.

My cards more full than last time, Vur said. He tugged on the reins with his foot, causing the carriage to swerve around a pothole.

Let me see, Tafel said and traded cards with Vur. Youre right. You have a last name this time. And your hometown is filled out, but it doesnt mean anything since we both put Anfang. Class is still dragon no subclass. Her brow wrinkled. Im really going to have to ask your mother how old you are when we get back. Im surprised the guild master let you get away with this little information.

Dragons get special treatment, Vur said as he read Tafels card. Your class says spellblade instead of black mage this time.

You havent noticed? Tafel asked, taking her card back and holding onto Vurs and Stellas.

Magic is magic is magic, Vur said with a nod. Classes dont matter to a dragon.

Tafel sighed. For someone who practically robbed my kingdoms royal library, you really are oblivious to the obvious, huh?

Anything that contradicts him being a dragon is automatically filtered from his head, Stella said, rolling over onto her belly. She propped her chin up with her hands and smiled at Tafel. See? He didnt even hear me.

Tafel glanced at Vur. He was reading a crumpled up commission note that wasnt meant to be taken off the board. Her gaze returned to Stella. I think that was the longest sentence Ive ever heard you say.

Stella winked at Tafel before rolling onto her back again. She hung her head off the side of Vurs head and stretched her hands out towards the demon. Apple.

Tafel sighed as she reached into her bag and pulled out an apple, passing it to Stella while inching closer to Vurs side. She peered over his shoulder to read the commission. Youve been looking at that for a while now, but you havent told me what the mission was, she said, breathing into Vurs ear.

Vur turned his head, kissed her on the lips before she could react, and placed the note into her unmoving hands. You wanted a weapon, he said. I found an interesting one for a reward. Ive never heard of it before.

Tafel lowered her head and bit her lower lip, hiding her red cheeks behind the paper. That was a bit sudden, she said and glanced out the window of the carriage. None of the other carriage drivers on the road around them seemed to have noticed. She fanned herself with the note in her hand. A-anyways, what were we talking about? Right, classes. She placed the commission into her lap, forgetting it wasnt an actual fan. You know, I was supposed to be the demon lord class, but since my father died early, I never got the chance to obtain it.

Vur sidled closer and rested his head on Tafels shoulder, plucking Stella out of his hair and handing her the reins. Why cant you obtain it now?

Tafel shook her head. Theres supposed to be a ritual, she said. To succeed the demon lord, the children challenge the current lord, and upon victory, the class is passed on. But since Chad killed my dad and no one knows what happened to his soul, the ritual cant be completed.

Well, thats okay, Vur said. Youre plenty strong as is.

Not strong enough, Tafel muttered. I still have to beat that person.

Just tell me who he is and Ill beat him for you, Vur said and raised his head. He stared Tafel in the eye, causing her to sigh.

This is something I have to do by myself, Tafel said. Its like your coming-of-age ceremony with the patriarch. I couldnt help you, and you cant help me.

Vur tilted his head. Okay. Then what do you have to do to obtain the demon lord class?

I told you, the ritual.

But there had to be a first demon lord, right? Vur asked. What did he do to obtain it?

Tafel blinked. Sometimes, I cant tell if youre actually really smart or not, she said.

What? Im very smart, Vur said and snorted. You can ask Stella. Right, Stella?

Right, Stella said as she controlled the carriage. Somehow, the horse had transformed into a crocodile, and every other carriage was scrambling out of its path. Simple solutions arent stupid solutions.

Tafel hummed. Thats true. Vur doesnt have to think of any smart solutions when the simplest one, brute force, always works for him, she said and pinched Vurs side. Its not fair.

Vur frowned and rubbed his waist. Its not my fault you werent born a dragon.

Tafel rolled her eyes. Whatever, she said. Ill go find one to imprint me. Anyways, about the demon lord class I think Ill worry about that when we go back to Zuer. I wont find any information about it over here. Demons dont exist here. The paper in her lap caught her eye. Oh right. I almost forgot. She read through it and placed it down, staring at Vur with a blank expression. Really?

Why not? Vur asked.

Because it was us! Tafel said as she waved the commission. Clearly this fairy queen is looking for the person who broke her spring to get revenge. Look at all the angry exclamation points tacked onto it! What? Are you going to give her information about yourself?

Vur blinked. Why not? he asked. Its a free staff.

Tafel sighed. Didnt this count as bullying a poor fairy queen? Do you even know where 99 Fairy Drive is?

No. Thats why Im letting Stella drive, Vur said.

Stella cleared her throat. Not all simple solutions arent stupid solutions, she said to Tafel. There are stupid ones too.

I can see that.