Chapter 143: The Eternal Rest in The Eternal Winter
Abel opened his eyes and smirked at Sigren, clearly annoyed. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Does it bother you when I use the same tricks you pull every day, right in front of you?” He then sprang to his feet.
Sigren glanced at Fiona, who was trembling with anger, realizing she had been deceived.
Abel smiled awkwardly at her, then reached out to stroke her hair in an attempt to calm her.
“Fiona—”
Fiona slapped his hand away. “Never mind.”
It was obvious she was furious. Well, anyone would be in her situation. Her eyes reflected a mix of relief and frustration, and soon enough, tears began to spill over again. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Uh…” Abel became flustered seeing Fiona cry, clearly not expecting this reaction. He had never seen her cry before, and naturally, he had no experience comforting her.
When Fiona cried, Sigren grew anxious too, casting a reproachful glance at Abel. It was rare for Abel to be so confused, and this was one of those rare moments where he had no idea what to do. Awkwardly, he used the edge of his sleeve to dab at Fiona’s tears. It was clumsy, but he was trying his best.
“Fiona, don’t cry.”
Of course, her anger didn’t disappear so easily. “If you ever do that again, don’t expect to hear the word ‘father’ from me again.”
“…”
Abel blinked in silence. He had tried to play a joke and didn’t even get his reward. “Wait, but this is the same trick Sigren—ugh!”
Abel, who was about to drag Sigren into his excuse, groaned in pain. While he had been teasing, his injuries were real. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Fiona blinked, worried. “You’re not acting now, right?”
“Of course not…”
Fiona’s face grew sullen as she quickly examined Abel’s wound. Although he was covered in blood from head to toe, most of it, especially on the upper part of his body, was the monsters’ blood. His actual injury was on his abdomen. Seeing it, Fiona couldn’t help but feel a wave of gloom. Only Abel had the audacity to joke around with such a serious injury.
“Sigren, your master is such an idiot…” Fiona muttered.
“I agree.”
Thump! Thump!
The loud sounds of the two dragons fighting hadn’t stopped, growing louder as they got closer. It was as if the heavens and earth were about to split apart. Despite the treatment, Abel grumbled. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Why the hell are those two jerks fighting in someone else’s yard?”
“Did you find out anything?” Fiona asked calmly as she wrapped the bandages.
Abel roughly swept his hair back. “I hate to admit this, especially since I nearly got killed… but no, I didn’t find anything. Now I’ve got to figure out how to deal with them.”
“Realistically, it’s impossible to subdue both at once.”
But if they did nothing, Heilon’s walls would collapse under the relentless monster attacks. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
‘Should I try talking to it?’ Fiona wondered, though she wasn’t sure if what she knew would still hold true.
“Can you stand?” she asked, stepping back after finishing the treatment.
“Don’t treat me like an old man,” Abel grumbled, refusing Sigren’s help as he stood up on his own, gritting his teeth. “I’ve got to deal with those lizards soon.”
Suddenly, THUMP! A deep, earth-shaking rumble echoed again, followed by a fierce wind. Their hair whipped wildly, and their vision blurred.
“FIONA! WATCH OUT!”
A massive shadow loomed over them. Fiona instinctively unleashed her power. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
THUMP!
Something enormous crashed nearby, shaking the ground and cracking it open. Its body was as huge as a mountain and as hard as rock. Fiona, who had closed her eyes from the snow and wind, slowly opened them. She found herself staring into ruby-red eyes.
“Ah.”
A low echo rumbled in her ears, not quite human speech, but she understood it.
[Human.]
Fiona froze as those eyes locked onto her. The dragon bared its teeth, radiating hostility. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“FIONA!”
Abel and Sigren drew their swords.
Krrrrr—!
The dragon turned its gaze toward them, reacting to their killing intent, ready to strike.
‘Am I right?’ Fiona thought, feeling unsure. If she was wrong, she’d end up as the dragon’s next meal.
In a sudden move, Fiona stepped in front of the dragon, just before it could attack the two men. It was a dangerous, near-suicidal decision. She spoke with a steady voice. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Clemente Edward. The first of his kind, and The Wisest.”
[…]
The dragon, which had been on the verge of attacking, halted.
Sigren and Abel looked at Fiona, stunned. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Fiona swallowed hard.
“If you’re open to a conversation, I would like to have a word with you.”
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