Transmigrated as a Fat villain: All heroines are after me

Chapter 40: - Black Dragon vs Archmage Riannel Aintain.

"Are you alright, Miss Valeriana?" I asked, my gaze briefly drifting towards Thalia before correcting her, "Miss Alora, we are engaged and not yet married."

I wanted to continue the conversation further, but my attention was abruptly drawn to a group of four individuals sitting at a table in the corner of the canteen.

The thought that crossed my mind was, 'They only have one week left, I guess.' With that unsettling realization, I excused myself from the canteen. The reason was simple: I had remembered something crucial that had slipped my mind, and it was all thanks to those four individuals who were most likely living on borrowed time.

<Third Person POV>

In the aftermath of the unexpected scene in the canteen, Alora turned her attention to Zeph, concerned about his well-being.

"What happened to him?" Alora inquired with genuine worry in her voice.

Thalia, with a hint of amusement, replied, "Nothing, maybe he feels disgusted after seeing someone throw her food."

Valeriana, realizing her part in the strange incident, became flustered. "W-what? Really? I should apologize to him," she stammered, her concern apparent.

Thalia chuckled softly, realizing she had made a joke. "I was just kidding. His stomach is just upset," she reassured Valeriana.

Relieved, Valeriana nodded. "Oh, okay, then," she said, eager to move past the awkward moment. Thalia and Alora shared a subtle glance, their thoughts hidden behind polite smiles but as Valeriana heard their thoughts she quickly left from the scene not want to be in this mess.

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In the realm of Eldoria that was also ancient name of Vendal kingdom,the skies roared with thunder as the colossal form of Riannel Aintain, the renowned Archmage, clashed with the mighty Black Dragon, Drakorath.

The Black Dragon was a terrifying behemoth with scales as dark as the abyss, eyes that glowed with an eerie red light, and wings that spanned the heavens themselves.

Drakorath's roar shook the very mountains, and its breath seared the sky with black fire.

Riannel Aintain, on the other hand, stood tall and imposing. His robe billowed like a stormy tempest, and his staff crackled with arcane energy.

His presence alone radiated power, and his resolve was unyielding.

The battle began with a thunderous clash, the impact of their forces creating shockwaves that echoed across the land. Drakorath lashed out with razor-sharp claws, but Riannel's shield of energy absorbed the blow with a resonating.

*thoom*

Riannel retaliated with a barrage of magical projectiles, each one exploding on impact with the dragon's scales, creating a symphony of explosive

*booms*

The Black Dragon's wings unfurled, casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the very sun. With a mighty flap, it sent hurricane-force winds tearing through the battlefield.

Riannel responded with a wave of his hand, creating a barrier of swirling winds that clashed against the dragon's tempest with a deafening

*whoosh*

Drakorath opened its jaws wide, ready to unleash its deadly breath, a torrent of black flames that could melt stone.

But Riannel was quicker, conjuring a torrent of water with a *roaring* spell, extinguishing the flames before they could take form.

The battle raged on, a clash of titans, with the earth quaking beneath them and the sky filled with thunder and lightning.

Riannel's spells continued to assault Drakorath with *explosions* of energy, while the dragon's tail struck with the force of a falling mountain, creating ground-shaking.

*thuds*

Finally, after a fierce and relentless battle, Riannel Aintain, the Archmage, summoned the mightiest spell he knew.

With a resounding incantation, he unleashed a blinding beam of pure energy that pierced Drakorath's heart with an earth-shattering

*boom*

As the Black Dragon's body crumbled, its roars turned to anguished cries, and with one final *crash*, it fell, defeated.

The realm of Eldoria had been saved, but the echoes of their epic battle would resonate through history, a testament to the power and bravery of the Archmage Riannel Aintain

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After leaving the canteen, I made my way back to my room. Once inside, I lay down on my bed, allowing my mind to drift and recollect my thoughts about the upcoming event in the 'Black Forest.'

It was a place known for housing a fearsome Black Dragon, which had been subdued and sealed there after a fierce battle with the Archmage, Riannel Aintain.

The dragon had been weakened during that encounter, and its power was far from its peak. However, it still posed a significant threat.

The reason for its continued existence in the forest was due to the foolish actions of four individuals who had stolen its egg, causing it to become enraged and seek vengeance.

I couldn't help but reflect on the fact that the professor leading this practical session was none other than Adriannel Riantain, known as the Archmage's Reincarnation.

He had, without a doubt, slain the dragon during his time, creating the illusion that even the weakest professor at the academy could handle such a formidable beast.

But the truth was, aside from the four professors who were privy to the real story, no one in the academy could truly match that dragon's might.

Every professor here had been handpicked by Professor Adriannel himself, and they were well aware of his unparalleled strength.

These thoughts would have to be revisited another time, for now, my focus needed to be on planning for the upcoming practical session set to take place in the 'Black Forest' in just one week.As I need that egg for myself.