It felt like even the air stood still.
As if time had stopped, everyone froze and looked at Ian.
“By mighty being… you’re referring to a dragon, right?”
“…Yes, exactly.”
Nowella nodded.
Ian shook his head.
As if he had a headache, he raised his hand and swept it through his hair.
Asking him if he was a dragon, what was this all about?
Does it make sense?
He shook his head again.
He was surprised by the serious and sudden question.
Ian opened his mouth to answer no. But he suddenly thought of something and halted.
I’m not a dragon, but… I am related to it by blood.
He remembered the notification he had heard before he came here.
It clearly said that the dragon's blood, which was obviously asleep, had awakened.
A similar thing happened in the battle with the Dark...
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