Dragonslayer’s Class Regression Chapter 101

Chapter 101

Surprisingly, Yelin’s ears were long and pointed.

‘House Ishtar is an elf race?’

He had never heard that House Ishtar was descended from elves in his previous life.

Looking closely, only a few people including the head of the family and Yelin had pointed ears.

In his previous life, Zeke had a colleague from House Ishtar.

Through him, he knew that like the Drakers, House Ishtar valued pure blood, and those with pure blood marks had stronger powers and could rise to become key figures in the family.

Now he seemed to understand what the pure blood mark his colleague had mentioned was.

At that moment, when Jamila Ishtar, the head of the family, clapped her hands, the door opened and an enormous hot pot was brought in on a cart.

The servants placed the hot pot in the center of the round table.

Inside, an unidentifiable red broth was boiling like lava.

Smelling the rising steam, he could sense an incredibly spicy aroma.

‘What is this?.’

While the food from earlier had been incredibly mild, the banquet dish was emitting such an intense spicy aroma that it seemed difficult to handle.

Next to him, Carus’s face had already turned pale just from the spicy air.

While Zeke was examining the food, the servants carefully placed Dishes in front of them and served the red soup and ingredients from the hot pot into bowls.

Jamila spoke again.

“Today is a joyous day permitted by law. Everyone, please enjoy this heavenly taste bestowed by the God of Earth.”

At Jamila’s words, the people of House Ishtar began eating the red soup and ingredients with expectant expressions.

“WHOO! WHOO!”

“SSSIP!”

Everyone was eating the soup as if entranced, sweating with flushed faces.

Zeke and Carus watched them with strange expressions.

Then Yelin, who was sitting next to him, gestured to Zeke to eat quickly.

When Zeke nodded while holding his spoon, she too ate the red soup with a satisfied expression.

Zeke looked at the soup with suspicious oil floating on top, then took a spoonful and put it in his mouth for the sake of guest etiquette.

‘HUP!’

Not only his mouth but his throat felt like it was burning.

Seeing Zeke silent from the shock of experiencing this spiciness for the first time, the Ishtar people mistook it as him savoring the taste.

Zeke closed his eyes and quickly focused on his healing factor.

‘Heal quickly. Heal.’

Fortunately, the healing factor was effective against spiciness as well.

When Zeke opened his eyes, Ezgi next to him looked at him with a surprised expression.

“Are, are you okay?”

This soup contained lots of ‘Reaper Pepper’.

While Reaper Pepper was called the blessing of the Earth God in Ishtar, in other regions it was known as the devil’s spice.

Zeke looked at Ezgi and Yelin’s curious faces and nodded with an unfazed expression.

“It’s an excellent dish with wonderful flavor and umami. It seems to showcase the long tradition and history of House Ishtar.”

At those words, everyone in House Ishtar nodded in admiration.

“Blessed by the Earth God.”

“A young man who truly knows how to appreciate spiciness.”

“Excellent.”

Ezgi spoke in amazement at Zeke’s words.

“That’s amazing. According to past records, outsiders rudely…”

“Kack! Ze, Zeke. Th-this is! P-poison!”

Ezgi looked at Carus, who was grabbing his throat after eating the soup, with a look of disdain and said:

“Would react like that, according to the records.”

Zeke silently took out a potion and poured it into Carus’s mouth.

Only after rinsing his mouth with the potion for quite a while could Carus finally come to his senses.

“HUFF, HUFF, Ze-Zeke… I almost died.”

Leaving Carus trembling at the sight of the red soup, Zeke took a deep breath and put another spoonful of soup in his mouth.

The tingling sensation numbed his tongue, mouth, and throat.

‘Why do they even eat this?’

Still, Zeke continued eating the soup to gain their favor.

Without the healing factor, his throat would have already been swollen beyond repair.

Once somewhat used to the spiciness, Zeke decided to drive the point home.

“What makes this spiciness? Do you have more of it?”

Then the head of the family, Jamila, exclaimed in surprise:

“This is the first time I’ve seen an outsider enjoy the taste of Reaper Pepper. Here, bring Sir Zeke more Reaper Pepper.”

A servant brought a bottle of red powder to Zeke.

That palm-sized small bottle was worth as much as a chunk of gold.

Zeke generously added Reaper Pepper to his soup.

The terrifyingly red soup turned even redder.

The people of House Ishtar watched Zeke with proud expressions.

Zeke cleaned his bowl to the bottom of the hellish soup that was even spicier than what the Ishtar people ate, then wiped his mouth with a napkin with a satisfied expression.

“It was truly an excellent banquet, Lady Head.”

At Zeke’s words, Jamila nodded with a proud face and smiled.

“You possess many excellent qualities, Sir Zeke. If only you weren’t a Draker, you’d be perfect.”

I thought House Ishtar was the only place that could openly disparage the Drakers like that.

When the servants carried out the emptied hot pot on the cart, tea with a clear and refreshing aroma was served.

This time, Zeke genuinely savored the tea’s fragrance, taking each sip carefully.

Then the head of the family spoke to Zeke.

“So, Sir Zeke. When do you plan to hold the wedding ceremony with Yelin?”

At those words, Zeke almost spat out the tea in his mouth.

‘Wedding? What wedding?’

Zeke focused all his attention on recalling his actions to understand Jamila Ishtar’s words.

‘I haven’t heard anything about weddings in Ishtar’s laws.’

Suddenly, Yelin jumped up from her seat.

Then, without speaking, she protested vehemently to Jamila using hand and foot gestures to express her disagreement.

The head of the family spoke to the defiant Yelin.

“Yelin! Are you going to break the law?! You were the one who said you would marry any man who could defeat you! Act in a way that’s not shameful as Ishtar’s direct successor!”

Listening to their conversation, Zeke roughly understood what was happening.

‘Damn, so this wasn’t just welcoming a guest, but a test for a potential son-in-law.’

Moreover, Yelin was House Ishtar’s direct successor.

Zeke felt things were getting complicated.

The closed-off House Ishtar, to prevent the leakage of their secret arts, without exception turns all outsiders who marry into the family into family members.

This was why House Ishtar had remained a mysterious family for so long.

As Yelin’s silent resistance intensified, Jamila’s voice also grew louder.

Thinking he might not even be able to use the portal at this rate, Zeke slowly stood up.

“May I speak to you, Lady Head, even if it’s presumptuous?”

Zeke’s favorability with the House Ishtar people was currently very high.

Jamila, who had barely calmed down, nodded while looking at Zeke.

“We showed an unseemly sight before our guest. I apologize.”

Zeke spoke to the head of the family.

“Lady Head, would you please postpone the wedding between Lady Yelin and me?”

At those words, Jamila’s eyebrow twitched.

No matter how much favor she showed, she was still the head of House Ishtar, which struck fear into the entire continent.

Someone like Zeke could be made to disappear without a trace here with just one word from her.

Zeke spoke to such a Jamila in a calm voice.

“I’m not saying I won’t marry. If I am to become a member of House Ishtar, I too have a wall I must overcome.”

At those words, not only Jamila but other House Ishtar elders as well understood what he meant by asking to postpone the wedding.

The fact that Zeke was none other than a Draker, and a pure-blooded one at that.

If Zeke, a pure-blooded Draker, became House Ishtar’s son-in-law, it was obvious that Arthur Draker, the head of House Draker, would not sit idle.

A strange tension spread among the House Ishtar people as their thoughts turned to Arthur Draker.

Then Jamila asked Zeke.

“Are you saying you’ll get permission for the wedding directly from Arthur Draker?”

Zeke nodded.

“It won’t be easy, but I will definitely try.”

At those words, Jamila pondered deeply and then spoke with a heavy sigh.

“Marrying off a daughter is harder than destroying a kingdom.”

Zeke spoke to Jamila.

“Lady Head, if you open the portal to the Central Continent, I will go straight to the Four Seasons Castle to speak with the head of the family and get permission for the wedding.”

Anyway, getting to the Central Continent quickly was important right now.

Hearing Zeke’s words, Jamila nodded and said.

“Excellent, Sir  Zeke. Your determination to risk your life for love is very satisfactory! A model example for Ishtar’s young warriors.”

‘What is she talking about now?.’

Jamila continued.

“The grace period I can allow is 2 years, during which you must somehow persuade Arthur Draker. If not, Ishtar’s ravens will come looking for you.”

‘Damn.’

It seemed the head had no intention of letting this wedding talk fade away quietly.

Zeke calculated from various angles.

In 2 years, he would be several times stronger than now.

By then, he could sufficiently handle Ishtar’s assassins as well.

Zeke spoke to Jamila in a confident voice.

“Leave it to me, Lady Head.”

Not only Jamila but the other elders nodded with satisfied expressions at Zeke’s bold answer.

Only Yelin behind them looked at Zeke with an incomprehensible expression.

House Ishtar was straightforward in character.

They decided to open the portal for Zeke’s party right after the banquet ended.

Only Zeke and Carus would take the portal, while Simon and Boris would stay here before returning to the South.

While Ishtar’s portal terminal was small in scale, its facilities were no less than those of the Central Continent terminal.

However, uniquely, Ishtar’s exclusive portal required standing directly on the magic circle to wait for activation instead of using a shuttle.

Carus examined the House Ishtar portal with curiosity, looking here and there.

Then Yelin and Ezgi approached the magic circle area.

Ezgi stepped forward and spoke to Zeke.

“Sir Zeke Draker. Remember the head’s words well. Ishtar never speaks empty words.”

It meant he should get wedding permission within 2 years.

Zeke nodded.

Then he bowed to Yelin.

“Thank you for your help, Yelin Ishtar.”

Yelin thought for a moment before approaching Zeke.

She grabbed his wrist and wrote something on his palm.

-Sir Zeke, I’m sorry things turned out this way. The wedding wasn’t my idea.

Understanding the writing, Zeke nodded and whispered softly in response.

“I understand. It seemed you had no interest in marriage, Lady Yelin.”

-I will dedicate my life to martial arts.

Zeke nodded.

“I respect your wishes.”

At those words, Yelin showed a slightly shocked expression.

Zeke was the first person to seriously acknowledge her words like this.

WOOOONG!

At that moment, the portal began activating.

Yelin was about to write something else on Zeke’s hand but withdrew and turned around.

Ezgi shot one more comment at Zeke and Carus.

“I trust you know what happens if you mention information about Ishtar to outsiders!”

At Ezgi’s words, Carus hiccupped, while Zeke nodded as if to say not to worry.

As the two stepped away from the magic circle, the portal slowly began activating.

The destination was the Panstas Terminal.

Zeke put on his cloud iron armor helmet and steadied his breathing.

WOOOONG!

As the portal opened, Zeke and Carus were enveloped in light.

DRRRRR!

Zeke and Carus felt like they were being sucked into a whirlpool of unknown depth.

Their heads spun.

FLASH!

Their vision brightened again.

Zeke opened his eyes first.

Looking around, he saw the Central Continent-style terminal structure instead of Ishtar.

Next to him, Carus was vomiting on the magic circle, seemingly motion sick.

“Blegh!”

While watching Carus empty his stomach, Zeke suddenly sensed an ominous presence around the shuttle area.

‘This is?’

Then the knights hiding in the shuttle area revealed themselves.

And in the center was a knight wearing a Draker uniform.

The knight of madness with flowing red hair.

It was Abel Draker.