My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible Chapter 574 Chatting With Bethan And Rikilda

Four days prior, in the wilderness beyond Astrin.

A path through the woods was being traversed by two young ladies and a young man, engaged in pleasant conversation.

The normally populated forest, teeming with wildlife, was eerily deserted; no creature could be found within a ten-mile radius of their location.

"So, you hail from that universe, truly?" inquired one of the ladies, her expression brimming with curiosity.

The man offered a simple nod in confirmation.

"What is it like there? I've heard it possesses stringent laws and lacks any form of supernatural abilities," she probed further.

"That is correct," the man affirmed.

"Oh, come now, don't be so reserved. Enlighten me more about your world. What diverse races inhabit it? What do your people possess in lieu of powers? And how does one live there?" she pressed, her curiosity escalating into genuine enthusiasm.

Her eyes, the color of azure skies, sparkled with the wonder of a child uncovering a new secret and yearning to understand it fully.

"Cease bothering the clone, Bethan. He likely possesses no significant knowledge. I am certain only the original can provide the answers we seek," interjected the second lady.

"No, Rikilda. Despite being a clone, its intelligence is on par with that of a sentient being," Bethan countered.

"Whatever your opinion. I fail to grasp your fascination with that universe. The Elders of my clan have consistently warned of its peril, even for a dragon, and declared it devoid of any interest," Rikilda stated dismissively.

"Well, my clan's Elders informed me that the universe poses a danger to outsiders like us because its governing laws are incompatible with our nature and everything we understand. I heard that even Mother and Aunt Yggdrasil are powerless against it," Bethan explained.

Clone 1's gaze sharpened slightly upon hearing Bethan's reference to Yggdrasil. This revelation held considerable weight, suggesting an intimate familiarity between their Mother, Tiamat, and the Primordial World Tree.

This information further solidified the original body's resolve to dedicate itself to rigorous training and enhance its strength before confronting Tiamat.

"What precisely is your point?" Rikilda questioned, a look of weariness crossing her features.

"My point is that a place so fraught with danger must surely be intriguing. It's only natural. Anything that presents danger often holds a captivating allure," Bethan responded.

"Whatever. Dangerous. Intriguing. I remain indifferent. My sole desire is to find worthy opponents for a fulfilling battle. I yearn to clash with the most formidable individuals in this realm, but they invariably surrender and flee like cowards upon sensing my draconic nature. It's utterly repulsive," Rikilda declared, her face etched with profound dissatisfaction.

"You can hardly fault them for that, can you? A dragon possesses innate superiority over a human. Red Dragons, in particular, rank among the mightiest. Even a young dragon like yourself," Bethan reasoned, then redirected her attention back to the clone.

"Now, please, share details about your home universe," she requested.

Clone 1 observed her for a moment, deliberating his course of action before ultimately deciding to divulge all the information the original body possessed regarding the Dark Energy Universe, which was regrettably minimal.

"There is truly not much to recount," he stated, pausing briefly.

"I told you so," Rikilda remarked, advancing ahead of them.

"So, nothing of interest whatsoever?" Bethan inquired, her tone laced with clear disappointment.

"Honestly, there's nothing remarkable. The world I originate from is situated in a rather nascent sector of the universe. We have not even progressed to the stage of exploring our adjacent planetary systems. Consequently, my knowledge is quite limited," Clone 1 explained.

"That is entirely unfair. I had anticipated that given your unique nature, you would possess fascinating insights about your universe," Bethan conveyed, feeling genuinely let down.

Clone 1 merely offered a shrug, as if to imply that the lack of information was beyond his control.

"What a remarkably dull world. However, if your universe, or rather, your race, is so underdeveloped, how did an existence like yours come to be?" Rikilda questioned, continuing her forward pace.

"Indeed. I share that curiosity. I've heard you were brought to the Grand Universe by one of the entities responsible for overseeing your world. It's said they function as cosmic arbiters, maintaining universal equilibrium. And based on our understanding of your universe, your very existence disrupts this balance significantly, yet no corrective action was taken. It raises numerous questions, truly," Bethan elaborated.

"What I remain genuinely curious about is how he acquired an artifact that the perpetually elusive Abyssal Dragons hold sacred. Did he slay one to obtain it, or was it bestowed upon him? Both possibilities necessitate serious scrutiny regarding the how and why," Rikilda mused.

"I suspect this is the very reason Mother advised against harming him. She is likely curious as well," Bethan surmised.

"Well, as I mentioned before, he has other individuals he needs to be wary of. I am certain that those long, pointed-eared beings will not allow him to live freely. At the very least, they will likely capture him for study on behalfance of their Matriarch," Rikilda stated.

"I do not believe my Aunt would issue such an order. However, considering their view of themselves as the most supreme race after dragons and gods, I am sure they would probably attempt to experiment on him," Bethan responded.

Clone 1 walked along, intently absorbing their conversation. He particularly focused on the mention of beings with long, sharp, pointed ears, deducing that the two dragons were referring to elves.

He recalled their hostile gazes towards the original body during his visit to the Grand Universe.

"You refer to Yggdrasil as Aunt; does this indicate a harmonious relationship between dragons and elves?" Clone 1 inquired, driven by curiosity.

"Not necessarily. While Mother and Aunt are not on the best of terms, we address the Primordial World Tree as Aunt out of respect, as she is one of the few Primordials. It is largely a sign of deference," Bethan explained.

Clone 1 gave a nod, internalizing the information.

It appears the dynamics between Primordials are quite intricate, he mused internally.

"You mentioned residing in this minor world for over a month. With how many races have you had interactions?" Bethan inquired.

"Catkins and Minotaurs, though those encounters were not pleasant. And now, yourselves," Clone 1 replied.

"So, you have not encountered an elf, even after more than a month traversing this forest? That is rather peculiar," Bethan murmured.

"It is not unusual. They remain confined to their specific forest regions, preferring to maintain their territories," Rikilda said. "Speaking of territory, we have inadvertently entered their domain, and they have now surrounded us."

"Ah, I had not perceived it," Bethan remarked, scanning the surroundings and detecting the hidden elves within the trees.

Clone 1 had already noted the elves concealed among the branches prior to Rikilda's statement but had chosen not to voice his observation.

He was genuinely intrigued to witness the unfolding events upon encountering them. Would they indeed attempt to apprehend him for experimentation?

A moment later, two elderly male elves approached, accompanied by a few younger individuals. Upon reaching the group, they inclined their heads.

"We were unaware of the presence of two dragons. Kindly accept our apologies for this abrupt welcome. Might we inquire about the man accompanying you?" one of the elder elves asked.