Novel's Extra: The Lost Heir of Dragon Queen-Chapter 81: Let Them know Dragon Queen is Coming

"Let’s call it a day,"

Kael’s mind wandered as the training session concluded.

The others had left, but Lumia lingered around him.

"Is Dragon Queen Sephina your mother?" Lumia finally asked.

Kael’s steps faltered.

He had told Celestara to keep his lineage a secret, but it seemed the Vampire Queen couldn’t resist sharing.

Typical.

Kael thought, letting out a soft sigh.

"Hmm," he admitted.

Lumia’s eyes sparkled.

"Oh! That explains why you’re so strong," she said.

Kael gave a faint smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes.

"Not exactly. I’ve spent most of my life away from her. In seventeen years, I’ve only spent a few months with her. Strength doesn’t just come from lineage."

The air grew quiet between them, the weight of unspoken emotions lingering.

"Sorry, Do you hate her" Lumia asked softly. She had noticed kael on Carol Island.

Kael thoughts drifted to the countless nights he had spent wondering about his place in her world.

"I’m not sure what I feel," he finally said.

The conversation shifted as Kael’s thoughts turned to the current situation.

’Is everything alright back there?’ he wondered silently, concern tugging at him.

He had dropped subtle hints to his mother about the Demon King’s potential involvement in the recent attack.

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But he couldn’t reveal too much.

Intervening too heavily might disrupt the balance of fate.

’I hope she understands the gravity of the situation without changing the course of destiny.’

He glanced at Lumia, who watched him with a mix of curiosity and empathy.

"Goodnight then, Lumia"

As they left the training arena, Kael couldn’t shake the unease building in his chest.

"Hey there Bro," a voice came.

Kael turned.

it was Elven prince.

The Future Stormchaser.

The Strongest in Second year.

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In a grand hall lit by shimmering crystal chandeliers.

Three of the most powerful figures in the realm sat around a circular table.

Sephina Searath, the Dragon Queen Beside her.

Celestara Ruinous, the Vampire Queen.

Across from them sat Althorin Silverleaf , the Elven King, with his wife, Queen Sylvara.

Standing before them was a lady dressed in sharp, professional attire—a renowned detective from the Intercontinental Association.

Her reputation as the best in uncovering deep secrets preceded her.

With a click, the projector illuminated the room, casting images onto a large screen.

"Thank you all for gathering here," the detective began.

"I will present the findings regarding the incident recent Incidents ."

She clicked a remote, and the first image appeared—a destroyed portal, its edges still pulsing with residual magic.

"This is the scene from the portal breach," the detective explained.

"As you can see, the mana traces suggest an unusually powerful interference. Something or someone manipulated the portal to summon unstable monsters."

The next slide showed a cluster of grotesque beasts, frozen mid-attack.

Their distorted forms hinted at magic gone horribly wrong.

"These creatures are not natural," the detective continued.

"They were created using the forbidden technique Immortal Monster Transformation. This magic originates from the Demon Continent. However—"

She paused, letting the weight of her words settle over the room.

"My analysis suggests a secondary force was involved. From my perspective…" She hesitated, her gaze shifting to Sephina before delivering her conclusion. "…it was the Arkon Leather."

The room fell silent.

Celestara raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a faint smirk. "The Exalted One? Interesting."

Althorin frowned. "That is a grave accusation. Are you certain?"

The detective nodded.

"The magical residue matches his signature. Either he was directly involved or someone deliberately replicated his magic to frame him."

Sephina’s expression remained unreadable, but her thoughts raced.

Just as Kael hinted… could it really be the Demon King’s doing, disguised as my people?

And if not.

If it was his doing he better be dead.

The detective switched slides again, showing blurry figures—hulking red creatures emerging from a colossal structure.

"This is the Demon King’s latest project," she explained.

"We intercepted these images near the borders of the Demon Continent. These beings are unlike anything we’ve seen before. They seem to be infused with a volatile combination of demon energy and some other unidentified magic."

The next slide zoomed in on the structure, revealing enormous gates that glowed with fiery inscriptions.

"They’re transporting something—or preparing for a large-scale operation," the detective said grimly.

"We believe this could be the start of a larger invasion."

Celestara leaned forward,"And you’re certain this ties back to Carol Island?"

"Yes," the detective confirmed.

"The traces all lead back to this Demon King’s plot. But the question remains—how deeply are other factions, like the Arkon Leather, entangled in this?"

Sephina’s jaw tightened.

She felt the weight of responsibility pressing against her.

If she didn’t act, the entire realm could be thrown into chaos.

"I’ll investigate this matter personally," Sephina said, her voice firm.

Celestara nodded, a dangerous gleam in her eyes. "Count me in."

Alaric exchanged a glance with Sylvara. "The Elves will lend our support as well," he declared.

She rose, her eyes blazing with determination.

As Sephina stepped out of the grand hall, her heels clicking against the polished marble floors, a faint, almost imperceptible shadow slithered behind her.

It clung to the edges of the corridors, blending into the darkened corners as it tracked her movements.

Sephina’s sharp instincts tingled, but she dismissed it.

But Sephina’s mind was elsewhere, preoccupied with the Demon King.

And Her suspicions about Arkon involvement in this incidents.

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(POV: Gary— the shadow)

’I must inform His Majesty,’ the shadow thought.

They’ve discovered too much about the mission.

With a sudden burst of speed, the Gary began retreating, darting through narrow alleys and darkened streets, eager to escape unnoticed.

The figure climbed to the top of a nearby building, pulling out a small communication device.

The Gary’s hands trembled slightly as they dialed a number.

Before the Gary could dial it completely, a voice interrupted from behind.

"Leaving so soon?"

She froze and turned to face the speaker.

A woman stood there.

Her striking red hair and her sharp green eyes.

"Amelia…" the shadow whispered.

This was not just any foe. Amelia was the personal guard to the Dragon Queen and the leader of the feared Black Shadow Corps.

"You’ve been careless," Amelia remarked.

The shadow broke into a desperate sprint, leaping from the rooftop in an attempt to escape.

But Amelia was faster.

Before the shadow could even cross the next building, a sharp blow landed squarely on her back.

Pain erupted, and the world spun as the shadow fell, her consciousness slipping away.

The last thing She saw was Amelia’s unyielding gaze as she stood over her.

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(POV: Sephina Searath)

Sephina stopped mid-step, her instincts tingling.

She glanced behind her.

She frowned, her sharp senses catching the faintest echo of footsteps in the distance.

’Something’s off,’ she thought.

A faint smile tugged at her lips.

"I see you’re keeping me safe, Amelia," she murmured to herself before resuming her path toward her car.