Chapter 166 (1/2)

Noah sighed, patting Muell’s butt. “It’s not your fault this time, Mu. You don’t have to feel sorry, because this seems to be my problem.”

“Noah’s not at fault…” The tearful Muell answered with a nasal voice. The little boy who couldn’t even come close to her was sobbing, and Noah wanted to cry as well.

“Hey, you’re making me cry. What’s wrong with you? It’s because I got into a weird body in the first place. If only I had brought my body with me…”

“No, I always give Noah a hard time. I’m always putting you in trouble…”

The spectating Kyle then interrupted their emotional conversation. “Both of you stop it. This conversation will continue later and if someone has to be apologized to, it should be me. Offer your tears to me, not to each other.”

Both had nothing to say, so they kept their mouths shut. Ever since Noah regained consciousness, she retraced her actions one by one since she had imprinted with Muell on the Angelic. Now that she thought of it, there were many moments that she seemed different even after Adrian had placed the restraints on her.

Without any certainty that Lenia she encountered was a fake, she attacked her. She also knocked unconscious an innocent employee from Adrian’s library. When she learned that Adrian had stolen Eleonora’s designs, she contemplated whether or not she would forcefully confront him. Lastly, just a few hours ago, she also used violence against Donalian Culton.

But the scariest thing was, she was justifying her actions with logic. In other words, Noah was becoming a hybrid that combined the normative thinking learned as a human being and the inhumanity of a dragon.

[Worried?]

The fairies landed on her shoulders. Among the fairies, a fairy with intricate wings spoke fluently.

[I can feel the dragon in you. Obviously the contract you made with this baby dragon is to bring the dragon into your power, but now you’re in trouble.]

Muell leaped out of Noah’s arms. Far away, in front of the road, the fairies were spinning round and round, pointing somewhere. It was a crossroad again.

“That must be where the miners are.” Kyle followed Muell, who was one step ahead. On the other hand, Noah’s steps were slowing down. The fairy sitting on her shoulder continued to talk smoothly.

[That’s obvious, isn’t it? Because the bond between the soul and the body is terribly weak.]