As Vicente's expression turned grave, the First Elder of the Dragon Tribe mirrored his seriousness, his voice deepening with the weight of their conversation.",

"The Upper Continent is not just a land of opportunity for powerful magical beings like myself and the tribe's elders. It's a place where we must restore the balance of the Polaris Realm.

The current state of our continent is unsustainable. The vampires and magicians will eventually destroy the Polaris Realm, even without The Purification. When the balance is lost, a catastrophe equal to or worse than the present one will strike.

By then, reversing our losses may be impossible..."

The great dragon paused, his concern for the fate of these lands clear in his eyes.

If the continent suffered, the dragons would lose much as well!

"There are races on our continent native to the Upper Continent. Migration between continents was once normal. However, when we lost the ability to travel freely, the beings from the Upper Continent were stranded in our lands.

This is the case with the superior vampires. They originated from a group of 16 creatures from the Upper Continent trapped on our continent. From them, the demonic vampire race spread through our land like a disease.

Meanwhile, some of the most important vampire hunters, who were also from the Upper Continent, could not reach their targets.

Do you understand what I'm getting at?"

"That..." Vicente narrowed his eyes in confusion. "But the vampires made a non-aggression pact with you, I heard. If you want to deal with them, why do it?"

The dragon grinned.

"The vampires have no clue where they came from or what goes down on the 7th stage. The 16 who came from the Upper Continent died soon after we realized we could no longer go there.

Some members of our region realized they would be trouble and took the lead in deciding to kill them. Unfortunately, the bastards had reproduced before that, leaving behind powerful inferior vampires and their children.

Tsk! They're like cockroaches! Extremely difficult to eliminate!" He said with frustration in his voice.

"When we killed the 16, the inferior vampires protected the descendants of those primordials without our knowledge. By the time we discovered millennia later that there were still members of that cursed race in our lands, it was too late. There were hundreds of them, and they had formed a powerful tribe.

From then on, we tried many ways to eliminate them, but we couldn't. They grew stronger as they tasted the blood of their enemies. Even the elves' attempt to create an ally against the vampires failed miserably. They only grew stronger by sucking human blood."

Vicente narrowed his eyes when he heard that. "So that's why the elves helped the humans with the Magic Awakening? They wanted us to get rid of the vampires?"

The dragon nodded. "There weren't many magicians back then. We didn't know magician's blood would be so powerful for vampires.

Sigh! We made a big mistake! If we hadn't, we wouldn't have been forced to make a non-aggression treaty with the vampires in the recent past."

"So that's why... But aren't you stronger than the vampires? I bet you could kill Demien Bloodthorne all by yourself." Vicente understood the origin of the magical community he had been reborn into, but he didn't understand how such a dragon could sound so nervous.

The oldest dragon elder of this tribe explained, "It's not that simple. There are races that are stronger or weaker. It depends on the enemy. Dark Path magicians, like you, are the strongest against vampires in the Polaris Realm, which is why the elves helped humanity.

As powerful as I am to defeat you, even if you were an Intermediate Archmage, the truth is I couldn't defeat Demien Bloodthorne.

It's a difference in how your origin works, Vicente. You have a part of your essence that I could easily damage if we fought. That's not true of vampires. But with your Throne of Darkness, you can defeat them in a way that I can't."

Vicente clenched his fists as he realized the point he had overlooked.

There were indeed elements that made some beings the enemies of others, or even the nemesis of other races. A being that was powerful against certain races could be weak against races that were hunted by those that were weak against them.

This might seem strange and contradictory, but upon reflection, Vicente understood what it brought to the world: balance.

"That's why we didn't eliminate the vampires ourselves. Although we are powerful and have long lives, we don't have what it takes to kill such strong vampires easily. Also, there are only a few of us. Unlike humans, it is very difficult for dragons to reproduce."

"I see. That's why the elves used a race that reproduces easily. Too bad we don't live as long as you and the vampires profit from our deaths." Vicente understood everything and realized why these beings had also given up using magic and concentrated on sending beings to the Upper Continent.

"Hmm, that's why I want to help you prepare to go to the Upper Continent. If you can reunite with our ancestors there and reverse the connection between our continents, it would change everything for us.

Today's vampires don't know this because they lost their heritage when my ancestors acted back then. But if they find out, they could become even worse than they are now."

Vicente clenched his fists, realizing if they didn't quickly weaken the current vampires and someone on the Upper Continent didn't achieve this noble goal, sooner or later the Polaris Realm would lose all its life!

"You have the potential to become the next Magus to go to the Upper Continent. That's why ancestor spoke to you and gave you an easier challenge.

In this case, as the First Elder of the tribe in this generation, I must help you. I can't leave Majestic Treefrog Grove because of the treaty with the vampires, but there are still things I can do.

Vicente, step onto the platform. It's hard for me to explain what it is. Suffice it to say that you can find out the location of your next pentagrams through it and even get more than just information."

Vicente clenched his fists and, after a moment's thought, moved on.