Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

His words were vague but it told everyone that he had a plan, a good plan indeed. Arthur then left with Sara without saying anymore while everyone else remained behind with puzzled expressions.

In fact he didn\'t lack mages. His garden was brimming with them at the moment. Also in the next few weeks he was sure to have much more.

Plus he had his monster army, mecha army, and above all the original army. He wasn\'t lacking any troops to defend his empire or organize the movement of people acquired after battles to his garden and empire.

Of course the sole hero of this would be Gege, but she would remain casted in the shadows without anyone knowing of her contributions.

"Is it ok to leave them like this?" Sara turned into her flying tiger form while flying alongside Arthur.

Arthur could fly faster than her at this stage, but he refrained from stressing over her abilities for now. He didn\'t say anything for one minute before saying:

"They had to learn to lead the armies and fight battles without me," he paused before adding, "they are excellent generals, even coming from higher realms. But they started to grow the habit of depending on me all the time."

"They can\'t be blamed for that," Sara laughed before adding, "you act a little overbearing sometimes."

"I didn\'t mean that actually," Arthur admitted what she said, "but with the absence of our main enemy, I can retreat a little bit and let them lead their armies again."

Sara got what he was speaking about, however she also knew it wasn\'t that easy. Arthur was acting as the sole hero along the entire journey she witnessed with him. It wasn\'t easy to imagine things without him in the center of events.

But she also knew it was healthy to do that for now. At least the main danger is far away from them. She also felt that Arthur wasn\'t totally abandoning them.

He must have a way to keep an eye on them, she believed that as she believed he could move and help if things went wrong.

"You… are getting more mature each time I see you," she admitted what she felt in an honest and sincere way.

And Arthur only smiled and said nothing in return.

"What do you have in mind about the currency problem?" she suddenly asked. In fact Arthur could easily cross the entire distance using his portals to the heart of his empire.

But he refrained from doing so. He simply wanted to have a long and detailed discussion with Sara about the future of his empire.

And the currency problem was the first issue he had to solve as fast as he could.

"I\'m thinking about using this world\'s greatest ore to refine currency," Arthur expressed his thoughts out loud.

"Ore? What else?" Yet Sara couldn\'t grasp his meaning. And she had the right for that. She wasn\'t there to witness what happened by the purple ore or the purple fire.

At first Arthur only cared about this ore for controlling the fire. Then he started to understand the deep and complicated relation between the ore and the fire.

The fire came from the ore itself. And the ore seemed to be related to the grand prison where those immortals were kept at. Arthur didn\'t know if the ore naturally existed or it was made by sucking dry the originals\' power.

What he knew for sure was that this ore held great importance to him, plus a mighty form of power. When he heard the story of the cursed ore he started to have this thought.

Why not turn this ore into a currency unique to his empire?

First of all it was special. Also it was kind of rare. Considering the entire grand cosmos, this ore here seemed like a tiny dot in the map.

"This one," Arthur didn\'t speak in words as he took out one piece of the ore before throwing it towards Sara.

The latter grabbed it and started to feel its berserk energy. "This… It has a wild form of energy," she raised her head while giving Arthur a doubted look.

"We need to find a way to contain this energy," Arthur said, "this energy is very wild and explosive. So our currency won\'t only be unique, but it will also be in the form of a weapon."

"Weapon?" Sara didn\'t grasp his meaning so he took out an ore and threw it far away. Then he took out his bow and released one normal arrow at it.

"I\'ll hit it with a normal arrow, but stay behind me for now," Arthur had already gained the protection of the black curtain fabric. He now had two great purple wings behind his back. So he doubted any purple fire would harm him.

But compared to that, Sara could be easily wounded or worse if she got in contact with such fire.

"Boom!"

The moment the arrow hit the small piece of ore, an explosion occurred. A mushroom cloud rose high up to the sky before a wild wave of purple fire appeared.

In Sara\'s eyes she only saw a mighty explosion before a gale of wind followed. However the instant she saw the aftermath of that wind, her hair could only stand to no end.

She felt cold shivers down her spine while watching the burnt out trees all around. Even the ground itself got cremated as if an intense fire slammed heavily at this part of the world.

Without further ado she moved herself fast and stood behind Arthur. She even cowered her body behind his and tried not to expose any part no matter how small it was.

Her survival instincts screamed in alarming ways and warned her of this wind.

"It\'s gone now," however the amount of fire stored inside this tiny piece of ore wasn\'t even enough to come closer to them. The wind dissipated abruptly as it started.. But Sara didn\'t let go of him.