Chapter 19 (2/2)

I saw that Yiweisibel finally stopped in his tracks, and he turned his body in my direction. His lips opened and closed slightly, and a faint light flashed through his eyes — ever since my ability to see returned, my vision had in fact improved a lot from what it used to be. It was far better than what was normal for ordinary people. Before, I hadn’t understood why, but right now I roughly discerned the reason — the world that I was seeing with these eyes right now, was probably the same kind of world that Fruys used to see.

Driven far beyond my physical capabilities by Fruys’s dragon pearl, my entire body was practically freezing but I still felt very warm on the inside. A strange yet familiar strength suddenly rose up from within — I spread out my arms, and fierce flames somehow burst out from my body, putting distance between me and the dragons that surrounded me. This blazing inferno that burned like a searing prison of fire, I could feel it. This was my innate power.

The dragons around me scattered one by one as they took to the skies, trying to escape from the raging flames, but there would be no saving the gold dragon clan’s territory which was quickly ablaze in a vast sea of fire. All of them tried to use ice-type magic to extinguish the fire, but they were unable to summon any ice.

“How is this possible…” They once again looked with incomparable shock at a particular ice dragon who was standing in front of me. “..This ability to suppress ice magic, it could only be His Majesty the Ice Emperor…”

Everyone’s gazes all turned to Fruys in an instant.

Almost like he didn’t notice, all he did was cautiously take large strides as he walked towards me.

Once the ice dragon touched its original owner, it instantly evaporated to steam and disappeared.

I watched as Fruys pa.s.sed through the many layers of the flaming sea of fire and approached me step by step.

My flames didn’t hurt him.

It was because I would never want him to be hurt.

Just like how he used to charge at the very front of the battles in the past, I would always be afraid for him.

He stood with his eyes closed in front me as he slightly lowered his head to “look” at me. He extended a hand and touched my face, then quietly, almost as if he were afraid to confirm it, he said: “You…”

I lowered my head, unable to speak a single word. I could only shake my head repeatedly as I couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

I figured it wasn’t a big deal that I was crying right now. After all, I hadn’t read Haider’s poems in such a long time, so I was definitely just in need of a good venting session. It definitely wasn’t because I lacked a heroic quality or anything.

His voice abruptly turned harsh: “…What? Why can’t you speak? What happened to your voice?!”

He used his hands to stroke my throat, and soon after he seemed to sigh a breath of relief. Using his finger, he drew a small incantation on my Adam’s apple, and released the seal that the gold dragons had placed on me.

I felt my throat loosen as a billion words I wanted to say rushed up to the surface, but in the end when I lifted my head to look at Fruys’s face — extremely attractive, indeed but nonetheless unfamiliar, everything was blurted out as a single phrase: “Change back right now.”

And sure enough, Fruys immediately transformed into his dragon form.

Standing on my tiptoes, I tightly hugged his neck with tears dripping down my face. Only after what seemed like half a day of choking on my sobs did I ask with a stuffy voice: “What happened to your eyes?”

Fruys tenderly stroked my cheeks and the top of my head with his muzzle, while he quietly responded: “It’s not important. Isn’t this fine? From now on, I can be your wings, and you can be my eyes.”

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