Shut up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword

Xander couldn't hold his astonishment, this was a low grade 5th level pill, which can only be created by an Alchemist in the fifth level.

Even in the entire Taraveda star system there were only a handful of level five alchemists and their status was like that of Legend class warriors.

His grandfather had tried every way to find a cure for him but failed.

" I can't take this, this is too valuable.."

Dror could only replay with a smirk

" It is worth it to exchange this pill for a young war god…"

Dror slowly cited all kinds of reasons and finally convinced Xander to take the pill.

After distributing the pill's Dror had asked all of them to keep a low profile, He didn't want his enemies to know the true strength of his force.

It would take some time for the people that have been injured to fully digest the pills, Dror didn't remain idle either.

The young dragon military camp already had a workshop and black smith. Dror had to bring in some more adjustment to the existing smithy to make a personal workshop for himself and began working on his weapons.

It only took 3 days for him to come out after entering the workshop, with a dissatisfied face.

During this time inside a big luxurious  room in the space base, a servant was bowing to a young man and reporting.

" First prince, Mr. Oliver is here to see you.."

The first prince was really surprised by this unexpected visitor. He knew Oliver, but this was someone that belonged to the king's faction and the most powerful of the young dragons.

The first prince had been really troubled by the matter of selecting Dror as a young Dragon. Dror seemed to be a wild horse that would take a long time to conquer and that too if he was a wild horse at all.

The first prince had tried to get involved in the appointment of the deputy Major in Dror's company so as to have an indirect control over the company, but he was a little too late and found that the king's council had appointed someone else on the recommendation of the minister of war.

It was a relative of the minister of war and the first prince knew he couldn't do anything more.

He had heard the incident that took place in the gathering of the young dragon and he could only watch as an outsider.

"lead the guest to our guest room.. I will be their in a moment"

When he arrived, he saw Oliver pacing around the room.

Dragons were peculiar creatures especially those of the Drac race. They were lustful, loved collecting precious things and had a big ego. They couldn't stand it if someone else demeaned them or hurt their pride.

As soon as Oliver saw the first prince he directly came to the point " First prince is that vermin called Dror one of your men.."

The First prince was really angry by the fact that this person didn't bow before him or show any respect towards him and asked questions like interrogating him. 

The first prince gave a cold snort and revealed an aura that reached the peak of the True warrior realm. It was a sinister baleful aura much stronger than Oliver's own dragon dominance.

"Who the fuck are you to question me , you have the guts to show such blatant disrespect towards me…"

The Prince was a prideful person too and this time he was already angered by the matters related to Dror and here was another young dragon who showed blatant disrespect towards him.

Oliver was taken aback; he could only bitterly swallow the anger that was rising in him and show respect towards the person before him by slightly bowing to him.

"I was at wrong first prince, please forgive me"

The Prince released his aura after seeing the other person has changed his attitude.

" The Barbarian is of course someone I have chosen to represent, the pro war faction.."

Oliver once again restrained his anger and said " First prince, that person, is nothing but a barbarian. He is not a reliable person…. Are you sure he is the person you want to support.."

The first prince gave another cold snort. He too knew all these things but what can he do in the current circumstances other than claim that the barbarian was also a part of his faction.

Oliver had an evil glint in his eyes " I will be straightforward with you  prince, he is nothing but a dangerous wild card that can even bite you back, but if you help me we can come to an agreement.."

The first prince had an interested look in his eyes and they continued discussing their terms and plans.

...…

Around 5 days had passed since the gathering in a town called Keynes to the north of the city of Tarnish.

Inside a bar the great detective Harman was having a drink, he looked bored and tired, he finished the glass of whiskey with one gulp.

" Why did those bastards have to send me here? There is not even a clue suggesting that the criminal would appear here. Hah I have been wandering around this place for the last 4 days… I wish to return to my house.." 

He had his own suspicions regarding this whole case, he knew his initial investigation result regarding the attack was done by someone at the supreme warrior realm also appeared a little doubtful.

But he was helpless here; he could only follow the orders that he received.

As he was enjoying his drink another person entered the bar. It was a middle aged man probably in his forties, he had a bulky build, yellow spiky hair and yellow royal beard. His eyes were black and showed the glint of a businessman.

Detective Harman didn't care much at first, but in a little while his expression changed as his advanced smell was telling him something.

The scent of Earth element, if he didn't have this peculiar hobby of smelling out every stranger in the vicinity while working on a case,  he would never be able to identify that this person had earth elemental essence.

But this man who appeared to be a businessman was clearly hiding his strength and affinity to earth element.

Detective Harman was not someone who believed in coincidence and even if it is a coincidence he wouldn't shy away from checking it out thoroughly.

Of course the businessman who had entered the establishment was none other than Dror in the disguise of  Mr. Jackson, a trader of animal skins from another planet called Milan.

Dror had left the Earth base only yesterday, He was in this town as he had received information from Laurel that some of the Lomba family spies were loitering around here and this town was the closest human settlement to the place he wished to travel to.

This particular place that he was looking for was a lost weapon creation facility of the ancient civilization.

After entering into seclusion to practice his smithing abilities and reforge his crude and broken weapons, he was very disappointed to find that the equipment's that were available in the earth base very mediocre and with the flame that he was able to create form those equipment's, it would even take a lot of time to even melt raw materials.

That is when he remembered the details regarding this facility, he didn't  waver anymore and decided on checking this facility out, while at the same time also trying to get some information out of the spies sent by the Lomba family.

But he didn't know that he was already under the watchful eyes of his enemies.

Dror behaved like a normal merchant and brought some drink , while inquiring about different things, like a better establishment to  spend the night and where to find hunters etc.

Detective Harman also kept a low profile and keenly observed the other person without anyone else noticing, then he followed Dror by maintaining enough distance so that the other person wouldn't notice.

But how could detective Harman know that Dror was not a lone traveler, he had two other powerful accomplices who always travelled with him.

" A guy has been secretly tailing you for some time, he is much more decent and careful than the other spies we have met so far.. But still before me it is nothing.."

Even though there were no outward changes to his movements or action, Dror's eyes became sharper after listening to Nympho's  spiritual message.

He had already asked Nympho to be alert at all time and keep a tab on the surrounding as he already know spies from Lomba family was roaming around, but even Dror was surprised at the fact that he was identified this easily and that too within a short one hour after strapping into this town.

He sent a spiritual message back to Nympho "Do you know, How they identified me ?"

" This is probably a coincidence of you entering that specific bar and being noticed, the other person is someone in the true warrior realm with some special skill and I think the other person has not yet confirmed your identity… he is most probably following you to confirm his doubts.."