Chapter 1 (2/2)

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I went to e batch of medicine

Alarmed by such a sudden request, she hurriedly tried to peel off my clothes to check for injuries but I adah she was older than row up like a mother, I still couldn't just let myself be stripped naked like that

I still had my pride

Besides, I wasn't injured

I had on was and prevent anyone unauthorized froon's entire body was basically a treasure trove, and I didn't want to come back only to find a pile of bones I felt that even h-spirited but were non and out of luck, would not be able to resist the temptation

And on in our territory leaked out, ould draw the attention of e disaster

Andy, one of ether with me, curiously asked what the fuss was all about

I thought for a moment and then told him: ”…I found an unconscious and injured beauty over there, and I fell in love at first sight I want to personally treat the injuries and hopefully get et in the way Please do not come any closer”

Andy seemed somewhat dubious, but I knew that he would obeyloyalty was one of the reasons why I never replaced hih I refused to admit that the other one was because I had too few subjects to choose from in the first place He was already one of the best in a sea of mediocrity

Andy conte: ”…Then why don't you bring her back to the fort to treat her injuries?”

Good question

I told him: ”Too heavy That's why”

His eyes suddenly brightened up ”Is it a mermaid? I heard that their tails are all very heavy”

If I had a heavy tail ht there and then Too bad I didn't have one

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I had uards fetch soon's side After washi+ng the blood and filth off his body, I started applying medicine to his wounds

Truthfully, I had no idea whether huon, but I felt that some would be better than none

His scales were coarse, thick, and hard, and I had to be careful not to accidentally scrape ainst them

He would shake slightly from time to time, but overall he steadily allowed me to continue

While I was doing this work, itjust the wounds on half of his body left me completely tired and out of breath

My guess was that he was fro on our coastline after he used up too th to fly over the Sea of Death

On the third day, he opened his eyes, but he continued to weakly lie there

His eyes startledas the abyss within twin spheres of sparkling blue ice, his eyes were the s I had ever seen in my entire life

Their only downside was that they were rather large by huh their size was quite proportional to his enormous skull Combined with their shape — vertically slitted like a cat's, his gaze fascinated and yet also paralyzed me with fear at the same time

When I visited hilanced at me before they promptly closed

As usual, I crouched by his side to wash his wounds and apply medicine

Considering how he never reacted, it seemed that he was not opposed to my actions

So I tried striking up a conversation with him I introduced myself and talked about my fief I told him about Anna, Anthony, and Andy, about the powerful lord Ansai who had a dragon, and even about the tyrant Morgan who frequently oppressed our territory Then I asked him where he came from, and what his hometoas like I also asked him about whether his family was still around and many other similar questions

I spoke until my mouth was dry, but he didn't open his eyes even once

It was slightly discouraging, but to be honest I wasn't even sure if he could understand what I was saying Or perhaps he was too tired, and didn't have the energy to respond

I recalled that Ansai's dragon listened to his coons able to communicate? Or was it just that Ansai had a different method?

Closing ave the bucket a kick and prepared to leave That hen I suddenly felt a gaze on on was staring back at me

He said: ”You can call me Fruys”

Ah, so he can speak the huht to myself

He had a beautiful voice I had never ons before, so I didn't knohether it was a trait shared by everyone of his kind or if he was just special His voice was rather deep, low, and cold, but somewhere in there was a trace of warmth It was a lot like the iceberry wine that Anna brewed at the start of spring every year

If he sang, it would definitely sound very nice

But were dragons able to sing? The wandering bard neverlike that

I couldn't stop thinking about this question for the rest of the day, even after I drifted off to sleep