I Reincarnated As A Dragon With A Devourer System

Night still shrouded the forest. The leaves rustled with every gust of wind, and the silvery moon filtered through the treetops, casting irregular shadows on the ground.

Noir stood motionless on the branch of a gigantic tree. From that height, he could still make out the faint lights of the village through the trees.

"..."

It had been a rather strange day.

He had encountered a new race.

He had learned that dragons were officially extinct. And, for some reason he still didn’t quite understand, he had acquired a guide.

"I guess that went better than expected."

The golden sphere gave off a faint glow, as if to remind it that it was still the main guide.

Noir smiled.

"Yeah, yeah. You’re still number one."

The little sphere seemed satisfied and began to spin slowly around a nearby branch.

Uki, lying a few meters below, was already fast asleep. His breathing was calm; now and then, one of his ears would twitch at the sound of an insect, but that was all.

Noir turned his gaze back toward the village; he had no intention of getting any closer.

If Arlene was telling the truth, the humans might react very badly upon discovering that a dragon was still alive.

And honestly...

He’d rather avoid becoming the favorite target of half a continent before he even knew where he was.

’First, information.’

That was much more important.

Understanding how the kingdoms worked, learning who ruled those lands.

And, above all... to find out why everyone believed that dragons had disappeared. That question kept running through his mind.

If Chrysola were still alive... that would mean dragons weren’t really extinct.

Just... hidden.

’But why?’

He couldn’t think of a logical answer.

Who could be forcing them to hide?

Noir let out a small sigh.

’I guess that’s another question for the list.’

The young dragon already had too many.

What exactly was the Magic Valley?

Why was that gigantic gate there?

What was behind it?

And now... what had happened to the dragons?

The list just kept growing.

And, interestingly enough... That only made him want to explore even more because every answer seemed to lead to an even greater mystery.

The wind began to blow again.

But things had really changed quite a bit for him, and he was also curious about how to make use of his ability to conceal his presence.

Although the Shadow Movement ability was quite interesting, he had already tried it before, and it barely used up any mana... but that was because his mana reserves were so large.

Everything he had devoured in the Magic Valley contained mana; it was only natural that Noir would have large reserves of it.

’Well, I think I’ll be able to use the Dragon Language more, too.’

A crazy idea popped into the young black dragon’s head: if he could learn about the different runic or affinity systems used by the elves Chrysola had mentioned, could he create something unique kind of magic himself?

’And I could use Latin as a basis...’

Noir shook his head, dismissing that absurd idea; he could barely use magic, and already he was thinking about forging a completely different path.

Now he had a half-human who, whether she liked it or not, had to accompany him on his journey to discover this world about which she knew absolutely nothing.

A small smile appeared on the young dragon’s face.

"Tomorrow, the real exploration begins."

***

They left the small town early in the morning.

A light mist hung over the fields as the sun rose behind the hills. Dew glistened on the grass, and the song of dozens of birds filled the air.

The carriage moved slowly along the old dirt road.

Small clouds of dust were swept across the fields by the wind.

On both sides of the road stretched endless meadows covered with tall grass that swayed like a green sea.

Far in the distance, one could see small windmills, scattered farms, and herds of animals grazing peacefully.

It was a simple landscape.

Very different from the Magic Valley.

Inside the carriage, Noir was wrapped in a large, dark, hooded cloak to further conceal his presence.

It was a win, although the real reason was something else entirely—and very simple.

’If everyone thinks dragons are extinct, hiding the horns seems like a good idea.’

And Arlene kept wondering where he’d gotten that cloak. She didn’t remember seeing him load any luggage.

Noir rested his chin on the wood and watched the landscape slowly roll by.

"..."

It was strange.

Until just a few days ago, he’d known nothing but caves, mountains, and forests.

Now... it was a completely different world.

A man drove by in another carriage loaded with huge sacks of wheat.

Further ahead, a group of merchants was leading several pack animals laden with wooden crates.

Noir watched it all with great interest.

"Are there always so many people traveling?"

Arlene finally snapped out of her thoughts.

"I thought humans stayed in their cities for fear of monsters." Said the young dragon

She shook her head gently.

"No. Trade routes connect most of the major towns. As long as a road is safe... there will always be merchants on the move."

Noir nodded slowly.

"About four hours."

"Was the town that far away?"

"Yes."

Arlene adjusted her hat.

"That’s why it takes the guild so long to send help when something happens."

Noir looked back at the road.

For several minutes, neither of them spoke.

The silence wasn’t awkward.

Each was lost in their own thoughts.

Until... Noir broke it again.

"Arlene."

"...Yes?"

"How strong are you?"

The question came so suddenly that it took the half-human a few seconds to answer.

"Not... very."

"You don’t sound convinced."

She let out an awkward laugh.

"Well... I’m a second-circle mage."

Noir tilted her head slightly.

"That doesn’t mean anything to me."

"True..."

Arlene rested her cane between her legs before beginning to explain.

"Circles usually classify mages."

"Each circle represents how much mana you can control and how complex the spells you can cast are."

"First circle. Second. Third..."

She raised one finger after another.

"And so on."

Noir listened intently.

As they moved forward, the two continued talking; the carriage kept traveling along the old dirt road.

Neither of them knew it yet.

But much further ahead...

Where the road disappeared behind a hill covered with wildflowers...

Several hooded figures silently watched each passing carriage.

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