Y-Did you hear me?!" He slapped the ice dragon on the head, "Nana is talking!"

"Isn't it talking all the time. The Ice Dragon's tone sounded very calm, and even a little mocking his rarity and strangeness, "Dragons are born to speak a variety of languages. ”

Ed choked. If it weren't for the moment when Nana opened her mouth just now, the dragon even froze its wings and sank down sharply, he would probably really believe that it was so calm.

This is clearly not normal! He doesn't believe that a young dragon that has just been born less than two can "speak all kinds of languages"!

But Nana was still glaring at him angrily, as if questioning why he didn't listen to him.

“...... What do you want me to hear?" he asked softly, so gentle that the ice dragon's scales almost exploded.

"Listen! listen!" the little dragon waved his little paw impatiently in the direction of the crack, "Sound!"

It speaks the lingua franca like biting its tongue, soft, and indescribably cute. Ed's mind fluttered for a moment, controlling the urge to jerk it off from head to tail, and quickly focused.

But he heard nothing but the wind and the birds.

The crack in the quilt was not wide from the ground, but up close it was enough for a man to get into it without difficulty. Ed cautiously leaned over and stretched out his hand, unable to touch the threads like Nana did, nor to the other world—as if nothing he saw before him existed, only the wind and sunlight of this world fell on his hands.

"I didn't hear anything. ”

Before he could ask, the ice dragon had already given him an answer.

Ed dragged back the little dragon that had begun to fly towards the crack, soothing it and frowning. Whether on the other side of the rift is the Sea of Nothingness or the Ghost Realm where the Shadow Phantom is located, there will be no sound in it, unless ......

Unless the missing dwarves and elves are really dragged over.

“...... They might still be alive!" Ed's eyes lit up and he eagerly asked Nana, "Are they still alive?!"

It is impossible for a person who falls into the sea of nothingness to be alive, but if the other side is the ghost realm, he has also escaped from it alone...... Although now he doesn't quite understand how he got out.

Most likely it was the Staff of Eternity that dragged him out.

But at least, he held on to it for quite a short time. Grivar's warriors are good enough, and the emissaries sent by Black Rock are even less likely to be incompetent...... There is a real good chance that they are still alive.

Nana ignored him, presumably to these stupid adults...... And the underage dragon lost patience. It kicked his hand to break free, and its claws had grasped a thread and began to pull it around with all its might.

Ed was in a hurry, reluctant to push his strength, and unsure if he should stop it.

“...... Is!" he asked, "I can't catch it!"

Xiaolong triumphantly turned back and repeated in his busy schedule: "Can't catch it! Can't catch it!"

“...... Useless guy. The ice dragon was very disdainful.

"Guys!" Nana repeated again gloatingly—mistaken about the point.

The "guy" who was being ridiculed laughed out loud and fell down laughing. And the ice dragon's slender and flexible tail had already rolled over, lifting Nana.

The little dragon cried out unhappily, its claws clenching at the silk thread, and the pale white net was stretched and bulging, as if something was about to break out of it.

Ed, who had laughed enough, raised his head, and a dark shadow seemed to flash in his sight.

“...... Wait!" He straightened up, staring at the darkness looming behind the crack.

The Shadow Ghost is not actually dark in the ghost world, but a lifeless grayish white, so ......

"Is!" he cried, "pull back! pull back!

The ice dragon flapped its wings. It couldn't fly backwards, so it flicked its long tail back, but the resistance it encountered grew so great that it almost lost its balance in mid-air.

“...... No!" it stopped, "Nana let go!"

Whatever was on the other side of the rift, it didn't seem worth hurting Nana's pitifully thin little paws.

But the little dragon would not let go, like all babies who grasp something and hold on to it and refuse to let go.

It fluttered at the tip of the ice dragon's tail, changing its course when it realized it couldn't break free.

It shoved the thread in its grip into its mouth.

Ed was dumbfounded - this little guy really dares to eat anything!

But he didn't have time to stop it...... And this angle is not visible at all.

All the ice dragon could see was the threads of silk in the air wriggling like living creatures, quickly merging and pouring into Nana's body like a stream of light as it turned its head with a sense of foreboding...... The force on the tip of its tail instantly increased, and it was caught off guard and planted down.

Ed, who had already had some experience in falling, quickly grabbed its horns.

“...... Nana!" The ice dragon roared in frustration and fell for some distance before regaining its balance.

Then, something slammed into its back.

The roar of the ice dragon fell like thunder, but there was an exclamation of surprise on the ground, with incredible joy.

As it fell, the dwarf fell like a stone as the thread was pulled out from the other side of the rift—the net that enveloped him once it entered the world, losing its power to bind him and quietly dissipating.

Huge claws grabbed him. One after another, the elves that were pulled out like a string of birds were mostly gently lifted up by a whirlwind.

Ed had to cast a spell, after all, the ice dragon only had four claws, and the elves that fell were nearly ten. It's just that looking at the faces on the ground that are raised expectantly, his heart is sinking heavily.

Gentle and powerful healing power was injected into every body that had lost its temperature, but only one he could save was able to save it.

.

The only living elf was pale as a ghost. When he lay unconscious on the grass, no one even dared to touch him, as if the slightest touch of him would turn to ashes and disappear without a trace.

Only Nana, who was crouching next to him, slapped his face with her paws.

"Sing!" it said.

“...... He's singing, and you hear it, don't you?" Ed translated softly for it.

Nana nodded in understanding, and gave a small hiccup—it was overwhelmed. Ed was glad that if it weren't for its belly not being big enough, it would probably have eaten the whole net that had sealed the crack, and they didn't know how to stop it...... You can't pinch its neck like Is.

"Sing!" said the little dragon happily, "nice voice." ”

"When he wakes up, he'll be happy to sing to you. Payne leaned over and smiled at it.

Whatever it was for bringing back his warriors, it deserves their heartiest gratitude.

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