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'The same qualifications as the Ancients...is he talking about the dark golden fog and my Inner World?'
'Right, he did call it the Breath of Primordial Chaos. And from his story, he's probably the only person alive who's had a deep impression of it.'
It's no wonder the chancellor wanted to meet him urgently; it all made sense to Cedric now.
What Cedric unknowingly achieved was something that the Wise Dragon Chancellor had been trying to replicate since he was a child. He spent thousands of years searching for a way to follow the footsteps of his seniors, yet Cedric, an unknown creature to him for the most part, achieved it through sheer dumb luck and fortune.
If the chancellor were to shred all manner of propriety and manners, he would've abducted Cedric forcefully to squeeze every last bit of information out of him, and he could hardly be blamed for it. Fortunately, the chancellor was a creature ruled by his wisdom and not his impulse.
