Bertram Gryan looked at his disgraced expedition members with a somewhat complicated mood.

None of them came back without leaving anyone behind, which made him very happy; they, at least most of them, seemed to be dull because of this too exciting and exciting adventure, which made him feel that they still had to give up.

They practice more.

Even Maya, whom he had high hopes for, looked lost. If the priest who treated her hadn't determined that there was nothing wrong with her soul, he would have suspected that she had suffered some invisible damage.

Tess, who is still full of energy and even a little over-excited, becomes the main narrator. Others fill in the parts she doesn't know bit by bit.

But in fact, everyone on the Unicorn could clearly see the biggest secret in the world and the results of their "expedition".

They watched helplessly as the world, which clearly had mountains, rivers and oceans, and was as colorful as a Cattaro painting, faded into a barren gray in the blink of an eye. They also watched it look like a ball that suddenly exploded from the inside, exploding a

Huge black hole.

Then, they saw the monster crawling out of the black hole and turned into the most beautiful...and largest butterfly they had ever seen in their lives.

"So...is it dead?" Bertram asked, "from soul to body?"

He was a little regretful and sympathetic, but he still hoped that it would really die. Such a creature was more magical than the dragon... but also more dangerous than the dragon. They had completely offended it -

-Although it is a pity, it would be better if it died completely.

Maya lowered her head indifferently: "Probably. It was almost dead. Nana said that."

And it still insists on using its powerful mental power to pile up those useless illusions, so its cocoon and its body are so fragile.

On the way back, the ice dragon sneered at this. Maya felt that it seemed to be trying to comfort her... but she was probably thinking too much.

And when she thought of that lonely boy, her eyes couldn't help but feel sore.

She didn't really mean to blow it up... but it died anyway.

——But does it really deserve to die?

The question twisted around her heart like a crazy vine, growing, stirring up more and more regret.

Xiaolong was squatting next to the little golem that had become more tattered, looking at it. When it heard his name, it reacted quickly and nodded vigorously: "Dead, dead! Dead.

It’s so transparent!”

The tone was so cheerful that Maya couldn't help but take another look at it - wasn't it quite sad before?! Do children recover so quickly?!

Yisi looked down at Nana and smiled coldly.

"Really?" he asked, then walked over and picked up the little golem.

"Wow!"

The little dragon immediately jumped up and hugged the little golem's left leg dangling in the air: "No! Yis! Dada is already very pitiful! There is only a little bit left of it! Don't eat it! It doesn't taste good.

!”

Another vein popped out of Yis's forehead - do you think I am you?! I won't eat this kind of thing!

He kept a cold expression, and while picking up the back of Nana's neck, he let go and let the little golem hit the ground:

"Okay, don't pretend to be dead."

After a moment of dead silence, the little golem squirmed and got up.

Its arms are broken, and its left leg is also broken. It looks pitiful, but it looks weird when it moves.

Everyone around him took a step back.

The head that the little golem had just raised drooped again.

"It has lost its entity, and its mental power has been almost absorbed by me. There is no danger anymore, and..." Yis stopped and thought for a moment, "Its memory also has many things from other worlds and civilizations. Below.

On that empty shell, there may also be the wreckage of the three ships that landed before..."

Bertram said nothing, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Eas knew he didn't need to say anything more - Bertram certainly understood the value of these things.

He has actually obtained those memories. But... "usefulness" can help that stupid and weak guy get a place on this ship faster than sympathy or curiosity.

In order to prevent Nana from crying in his ear until the earth falls apart, he kept it...it didn't matter.

.

Nana, who was carried in his hand, was extremely well-behaved all the way, but he threw her onto the bed and rolled a few times, then immediately pretended to be dead on the spot.

Yis stared at her for a while, not really knowing what to do with her.

Nana is actually very smart, but her mental growth is much slower than that of humans. But she is very strong...in a sense stronger than him. There may not be many things in this world that can hurt her. In the past, he felt that this was actually the case.

That's enough, but...

The thoughts were so complicated that he couldn't even sort them out, so he simply ignored her and went back to the table to write the letter that he never got started.

After a while, there was a rustling sound in his ears. Nana got up on her own, flew over and landed on his left side with a clatter, and silently buried her head into the palm of his hand.

Yis stopped writing, struggling between "ignore her" and "touch her head".

Before his struggle could come to fruition, Xiaolong's twitching voice sounded muffled in his palm: "Iss...are you angry?"

Is was silent for a moment and asked her: "So, why is Is angry?"

"...because Nana is playful...making Yis worried...and lying..."

Yisi's fingers moved uncontrollably. He first touched her head and then slapped her butt hard: "So you know it too!"

Xiaolong burst into tears, but she cried more than before. She threw herself into Iss's arms, mumbling to herself: "But I just want to play! That's all.

Just a moment! I really didn’t play for long! I thought nothing would happen!..."

"But, Nana," Iss sighed, "you have to remember that you are a dragon, and your understanding of time and danger is far different from that of most races. You think there is only 'a moment, a moment' of time.

It's enough to make an elf vomit blood because of his non-stop singing, and it's enough to make a human fall deeper and deeper into a dream and never wake up. Those things that can't hurt you, and can even be seen through by you, are likely to kill you.

Killed them..."

He stopped, looked at Xiaolong's eyes that were wide open in confusion, and suddenly realized a problem——

Nana, maybe she doesn't care about this.

They are of the same race, and most likely have the same problems. Because they are naturally strong, they have a... seemingly innate indifference towards other weak beings.

Except for those they care about and love, they don't take many people to heart.

Whether this is a good thing or not...even he himself has no answer.

Xiaolong put his paw on his chest and waited for him to finish his words very seriously - it was rare to be so serious.

He thought for a while and asked another question: "Nana, do you want to be liked by others, or do you want to be feared by others?"

"Of course, I am liked by others!" Xiaolong answered without hesitation.

"Do you want to be truly liked, or do you want to be pretended to be liked?"

"Of course, you have to be very sincere!" Xiaolong flicked his tail.

"But, Nana," Iss poked its chest, "sincerity must be exchanged for sincerity. Human beings may be weak and changeable, but their hearts can tell the difference between true and false. It doesn't mean you have to please anyone.

, but if you receive sincere love and care, you must at least know how to be sincerely grateful, otherwise, one day... you will lose those sincerities."

He smiled at the little dragon: "If those 'sincere hearts' are the treasures you want... Nana, as a dragon, you have to protect them well."

Xiaolong nodded in understanding, but seemed even more confused.

"So," she carefully determined the only answer she wanted at this moment: "Isn't Is angry? Isn't Is hating Nana? Is Isn't going to leave Nana?"

Iss answered every question she had patiently: "No, I'm still a little angry, but I won't hate Nana, let alone leave Nana."

Unless one day...you don't need me anymore.

Xiaolong breathed a big sigh of relief, leaned back, fell between his arms, crossed his legs and expressed aggrievedly: "Nana, I'm hungry! Very hungry!"

Yis: "..."

What could he do? He could only give her a painless beating, and then go get her something to eat amidst her earth-shattering fake cries.

.

Not long after he left the room, he was stopped. Terry stood in front of him, his face turned red and white, and he finally choked out: "...I'm sorry."

Yis was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was probably apologizing for thinking that he would kill the elf. Of course it was influenced by the flower butterfly... but it also showed that he had feelings for Yis, at least in some aspects.

, and there is no such firm trust.

This is normal. What is abnormal is that he was too strong at the time... almost like aggrieved anger.

He was probably affected to some extent.

The normal reaction at this time would be to comfort Terry and tell him that it's not his fault... or something like that. But this is really difficult for Is.

So he just nodded calmly.

However, this understatement made the guilty Terry feel angry again. He forgot everything he wanted to say and left with a depressed look.

Then, not long after walking, Is was blocked again.

He looked at the golem that occupied almost the entire corridor in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "You're not here to apologize too, are you?"

If you don't apologize in advance, is this a mistake you learned from Ed?

Novi was silent, but answered him with gestures - No.

I'm not here to apologize to you.

You are strong and getting stronger.

And power also means danger.

I am willing to fight side by side with you until death, but I will always keep an eye on you.

So, I also hope... you can always keep an eye on me.

Iss looked up at its green eyes - looking at the two green gems, and understood the worries and fears that the soul of the elf who had to live in them had never told anyone...not even Tess.

"……good."
Chapter completed!