Reborn As A Nephilim: The Rise of A Manaless Prince

Arvell and August got out of the tub a few minutes later, bathed in a rich afterglow.

Grabbing a towel hanging on a nearby rack, Arvell quickly dried himself off.

As he was reaching over to August to dry him off as well, August suddenly shook his whole body, causing water droplets to fly everywhere.

Including on Arvell…

However, instead of being annoyed, Arvell started chuckling and began removing any remaining droplets on August with the towel in his hand.

After he managed to dry himself off once more, Arvell walked out of the bathroom and started putting on a different pair of clothes, while tossing his used ones back into his bag.

Walking over to the full-length mirror, he started fixing his hair.

He was still in a duke's house, so his manner of presenting himself was quite important

While Arvell was fussing over his appearance, August watched him with a curious gaze.

Wanting to see what Arvell was staring so fixated at, August waddled towards him.

August popped his head in front of the full-length mirror and saw a little golden dragon staring back at him

"KYUUU???"

August cried out in shock.

Where had this creature come from?

Why was it suddenly in front of him?

What shocked August the most was the fact that the strange dragon seemed to scream back as well.

August jumped in fright and ran to hide between Arvell's legs.

Once he knew he was safe, August took a cursory glance back at the strange dragon, only to find it also hiding behind someone's legs!

Maybe… Maybe the strange dragon wasn't scary!

Maybe that strange dragon was just like him!

August slowly took a step forward and saw the other dragon do the same.

He walked up to the other strange dragon and tried to touch it with his claws.

Unexpectedly August didn't feel the other dragon's scales, but instead a smooth surface.

'Kyuu?'

What was this?

August walked around the mirror and noticed that the strange dragon wasn't on the other side.

Was the strange dragon inside of this box?

Maybe it was trapped!

It needed help!

August ran up to Arvell and restlessly clawed at his ankles.

'Is something wrong Aug?'

Arvell found August liked the nickname 'Aug' so he decided to keep it.

Giving August a nickname made Arvell feel closer to the young dragon as well.

While August was still unable to properly speak, it was still able to convey its intentions to Arvell through their connection.

Hearing August's desire to 'rescue' the dragon trapped in the mirror, Arvell let out a soft chuckle.

Even Lykos let out a small laugh.

'Aug, there's no dragon trapped in there.'

August looked at Arvell with a perplexed look, before looking back at the dragon in the mirror.

What was he talking about?

There was a dragon right there!

It was even looking back at them

Deciding that it was better to show August, Arvell picked up August and brought him onto his shoulder.

'Take a look now.'

August looked back at the mirror, and noticed something strange…

The strange dragon was still there…

But…

There was another Arvell?

Why were there 2 Arvells?

Were there more Arvells in the world?

How many were there?

Feeling August was completely misunderstanding the current situation due to his inexperience with the world, Arvell decided to make it a bit easier on the newborn dragon.

'Those people in the mirror are us. This object shows the appearance of whoever looks into it.' Arvell explained.

August was still a little unconvinced.

Why did they look so real then?

Arvell raised his hand, and the mirror Arvell did the same.

'See? You can try for yourself.'

Following Arvell's prompt, August also tried lifting its hand.

The mirror dragon did the same.

August's eyes widened with realization.

It hopped off Arvell's shoulder and began looking at itself in the mirror, getting familiar with its appearance.

While this was happening, a knocking sound rang out from the other end of the room.

Namely from the other side of the door.

"Guest Arvell, breakfast is ready anytime you wish to come."

"Thank you, I'll be there shortly," clearing his throat, Arvell responded.

Sometimes using his mouth for talking felt weird, especially after using his mental connection for extended periods.

Arvell was afraid he might start a conversation with someone one day, only to realize it was all in his mind.

That would be embarrassing…

Arvell finished fixing up his appearance, before turning back to August who was still fascinated with his appearance in the mirror.

'Aug, can you cast an illusion? We need to go now.'

Nodding his head, August brunched up his eyebrows and soon mist clouds rolled in, covering August from head to toe.

The mist clouds changed colour, going from white to pitch-black.

Shortly afterwards the black mist began to recede, leaving only a cute black fox.

'Come on, let's get going.'

Without giving August a chance to admire his new appearance, Arvell picked up August and put him on his shoulder.

"Let's go have some breakfast."