Dragon Genesis: I Can Create Dragons - Chapter 453: Change.

Chapter 453: Change.

Lavinia’s boots crunched through the snow as she stepped forward, her shadow falling over the kneeling woman as she pulled Kael away from her and—

“Stop crying like a little bitch.”

She cursed.

In an instant, the place turned silent. Not just Vandra—even Kael was taken aback by the Mage’s sudden words.

He knew he had abandoned the script and expected Lavinia to get involved in the conversation, but… he definitely didn’t expect this.

Cursing the woman was most definitely not part of the script!

Lavinia, however, didn’t care. She glared at the surprised Vandra and—

“You aren’t the only one living a sad life; you aren’t the only one who lost a family member.”

Vandra opened her mouth, wanting to counter those words, but Lavinia didn’t give her the chance to—

“People, especially here in the Heights, lose more times than they can count—a mother who lost not just her husband but her son too, a father whose daughter died of cold. Every single person is suffering here.

But they do not give up.

They continue living, they continue thriving, trying to make a better place so others don’t have to go through what they did.

That is how the strong act.”

“I am not—”

Again, Vandra tried to answer, but again, Lavinia interrupted.

“I am not telling you to not mourn for your husband. Mourn for him, remember him, keep him in your heart, but at the same time—live.

Live and look forward to the good things coming in the future.

And if you do not believe there will be any good things coming your way in the future, then stand—stand apart from the others, be different from the rest, take responsibility, understand how the system works, and try to change it for the better.

Grow, fight; if you have nothing to fight for, fight for the people around you.

Fight for Gerald’s wife and children that you seem to care about so much.”

For an instant, both Lavinia and Vandra turned silent. Lavinia’s words echoed in Vandra’s mind. Her eyes stayed open in disbelief and confusion, almost as if an entirely different road of possibility was being forcefully opened in her mind.

“You must have a lot of questions, don’t you?”

Suddenly, Lavinia’s tone changed.

“Why do we do all this?

Why lie? Why pretend to be gods when we are not?

Why, despite knowing that you were the ‘culprit’ who disrespected the Divine Rations, instead of reporting and capturing you, we let you be and starved others?”

Vandra, hearing all those questions, nodded lightly.

Honestly, her mind was so occupied by everything that was happening that she hadn’t thought that far yet, but now that Lavinia pointed them all out, she couldn’t help but think about the same things.

And Lavinia, with her face as serious as before, answered honestly—

“Because that is what the people need.”

Vandra frowned at those words.

That’s what the people need…? What did she mean by that…?

She wondered, and as if knowing what she was thinking—

“People here at the Heights have suffered so much that they have become used to it. They may appear strong-willed from afar, but in truth, they are close to collapsing.”

The Mage looked into Vandra’s eyes with a meaningful look on her face and—

“I am sure you understand what I am talking about better than anyone.

The people here are weak—so much that a few more pushes and the Velmourn blood will collapse.

And the weak seek hope, in any form they get.

In your case, Kael became that hope.”

Vandra’s expression changed as she turned towards Kael, but Lavinia didn’t stop.

“He is a man, but far more capable than an ordinary one, so much that you people, desperate to cling to a ray of hope, chose him.

You called him God, you pushed the narrative that as long as he was with you, your situation would change for the better. You people… began to live, not just as those waiting to die, but as those who looked forward to a change.

You people threw all your expectations on him to the point that some of you began kneeling and praying to him every single morning. You people chose to have blind faith in a man who was half your age; you burdened his shoulders with a responsibility that heavy.

And despite all that, instead of breaking down or throwing all these responsibilities away and looking for freedom,

He decided to accept it all.

He didn’t accept the grand title you and your people gave him, but he did accept the responsibilities that came with it.

He protected the Wall, he asked me to teach everyone magic, he caught the corrupt provisioners who were secretly killing the elderlies, and he even procured food for the people.”

Lavinia listed out everything Kael had done, turning Vandra silent as she began introspecting her actions.

And then—

The Mage stared right at this woman and—

“He did everything he could. He is doing everything he can for the people as we speak, and after a long day, when he returns to his house to get a few hours of rest,

You come to him and blame him for your husband’s death? How dare you? Do you not have even a sliver of humanity in you? Or have you become so used to blaming everything on someone else that you do not even realize what you are doing?”

“…”

Silent.

Vandra couldn’t say anything.

Lavinia’s words made her tremble, changing her very perception.

Instead of Kael, she… she started blaming herself, and just then—

“Change.”

Lavinia said another word.

Vandra stared at her again, and the Mage continued,

“Instead of following what the rest of your people are doing like a sheep, step away from the herd.

Think independently, think in a way that will not burden the man I love.

Instead of believing what others believe and becoming a no-named part of a crowd, look at things from a different, grander perspective.

Stop living for yourself; start living for the greater good instead.

Live to ensure that your people’s situation changes for the better; do whatever it takes to make it a possibility.”

“…How do I do that?”

After a long silence, Vandra questioned. This time, her face didn’t show the despair it showed before—it showed… determination.

“I am merely a weaver in the Weaver’s Hearth. I do not have any power, neither do I have Bonds that make me stronger than normal humans.”

“If it was your physical strength that made you different from the herd, you wouldn’t see soldiers marching with other soldiers.”

Lavinia shook her head, and Vandra… she blinked at those words. They were almost… enlightening.

“Then how…”

She tried to ask, and the Mage pointed at her head.

“This is what holds the power that can make you different from the rest.

What you say, where you say it, how your words affect others—this is what gives you true influence.”

“…And what do I do with this influence?”

Vandra asked another innocent question, and Lavinia…

She smiled.

“You do what you feel will help your people.”

“Help my people…”

Vandra repeated those words as she looked down, then once again, she raised her head and—

“How do I do that?”

She asked.

“How do I help people?”

“Why are you asking me? You have lived with these people your entire life; you should know what would help your people more than I would, don’t you think?”

Lavinia answered, and Vandra…

She stared at the Mage for a while before she turned and glanced at Kael, who… seemed confused about the entire conversation.

After all, Lavinia had pretty much burned the script apart; now he had no clue what the Mage wanted from Vandra.

Also, his mind was still stuck on the point where Lavinia openly called him the man she loves. The only reason he managed to hide the silly smile that had appeared on his face was because there weren’t many people around.

“What if… my actions only placed more responsibilities on your shoulders?”

Suddenly, Vandra asked another question with an unsure look on her face.

Hearing her words, both Kael and Lavinia were momentarily taken aback, staring at each other with surprise, and Lavinia…

She turned back towards Vandra and—

“As I said, do what you think will be the best for people. As for adding more responsibility on his shoulders—”

Lavinia smiled as she placed her hand on Kael’s shoulder and—

“It doesn’t matter.

Do what you must.

His shoulders are much, much stronger than you think.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

For an instant, no one said anything.

Kael blinked, staring at Lavinia with a shocked look on his face. Soon, however, he held her hand and moved it from his shoulder before turning towards Vandra with a smile—

“Yes, don’t worry about me. As she said, do what you must, but before everything,

Take care of yourself first.

You have been through a lot.”

“Mm.”

The woman nodded softly.

And then finally, Lavinia extended her hand forward. Vandra stared at her, a little confused, and the Mage answered—

“The Divine Rations you put inside your Sanctuary,

Return them. We need to restart the food supply so people can eat.”

“Y-Yes!”

Vandra nodded quickly.

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