Scott was in trouble, and he had to figure out what that trouble was.

This made Iss a little absent-minded when facing Celebrien.

“...... Don't you want to turn back into a dragon?" the half-elf asked. It's rare that he has the patience to explain all this mess to a dragon here, and he doesn't like to be ignored at such a time.

Iss glared at him and sat up straighter.

Of course he thought, if he could only keep it the way he was, he might not be able to help Scott even if he knew he was in trouble.

"Dragons are indeed born with magical powers—magic from nature, but transfiguration is not a simple spell, nor is it something you are born with to use like your spit. ”

"I know this better than you!" said Is, impatiently, "Tell me something I don't know!"

Without a word, the half-elf raised his hand and tapped him on the head with his cane.

“...... What are you doing?!" Eth roared, uncontrollably tempted to pounce on him and bite him - but in his current form, it wouldn't hurt much, and it would be ugly.

"If you ask me, you'd better show some respect. The half-elf looked at him coldly, he didn't care if he was facing a dragon or a seven-year-old boy.

Iss glared at him angrily for a few moments before he suppressed the urge to fight back.

"I'm sure Scott taught you what to say in this situation. The half-elf said, calmly and gracefully resuming his upright sitting position.

"Tell me something I don't know!" said Is, puffing out.

The half-elf only raised half of his eyebrows slightly.

“...... Please tell me what I don't know. Eth barely let his words sound like a plea, realizing that it didn't do any good to go toe-to-toe with a half-elf who looked more like an ice dragon than he did—and that he probably wouldn't be able to beat him now.

He could only be glad that it was just him and Celebryan in the tent now, and no one saw him hit on the head by the half-elves, and his self-esteem would not be hurt more because of this.

"Since you know better than I do," the half-elf finally continued, "haven't you ever thought about how you could transform so easily?"

Is's gaze wandered.

He really didn't think that it would be as simple as breathing for him, almost instinctual.

"You came out of the eggshell like a human baby...... It would have been impossible for an egg to hatch without a female dragon, and you should know this better than I do. Because it doesn't take temperature or time, it's the dragon's innate magical power. In the end, you were born by the power of Scott, and the power of life is like magic...... That's why he almost died. ”

“...... Almost dead?" asked Is, uneasy. He remembered the nightmare that haunted him when he was very young. I dreamed that Scott's face turned blue, as if he was on the verge of death.

"No doubt you're a dragon, but in a sense, you're also a human - at least partially. Keller Brian said lightly.

Iss was silent. If he had heard this half a month ago, even if he only had the teeth and fingernails of a seven-year-old child available, he would have roared and pounced and tore the half-elf to pieces. But now, that doesn't sound hard to accept.

"I think it's especially easy to make you human. Have you ever tried to be something else?" the half-elf asked.

Iss shook his head blankly.

"A dragon should be able to easily transform into any form, if it can already transform into a human. But you're different, you don't have enough capacity. You don't even know exactly how to shape, you just follow your instincts to change between your two different forms. ”

“...... That doesn't explain why I can't go back!" Iss couldn't refute the half-elf's words. The first time he tried to transform from an ice dragon back to a human, he really just "thought" about it, and the result surprised him, if he hadn't fallen to the ground at that time and was flying, he would probably have fallen from the air and died as a human.

After that, he got the hang of it a little. Similar dangers could have been avoided, but he had never thought about it. Over the years, he has just been able to get by, and he has not been too lazy to think too much.

"Normally you would only be able to transform into a human of your age - a twenty-year-old human male, but now ......," the half-elf looked at the seven-year-old boy in front of him, "I think this is probably your first transformation in the true sense, or close to the true sense." Because it's still yours at the end of the day...... But apparently you don't know how you got like this, so you can't change back. ”

Iss frowned and tried to remember, then shook his head in annoyance. It was a split second, and he couldn't remember what he was thinking or doing.

"The only one who can help you is yourself. The half-elf said calmly, "Since you have inherited the wisdom and memories of all your ancestors. It's time for you to learn how a normal dragon transforms. ”

“...... Do you want to say I'm abnormal?" asked Is, annoyed, knowing that he was abnormal, but still not happy to hear it said to his face.

The half-elf didn't pay attention to it at all, he just calmly finished his words: "Maybe you should also ask yourself - do you really want to turn back into an ice dragon?".

"Why did he say that! I really want to change back!"

Iss whined at Ed angrily as he stuffed it into his mouth.

He was now hiding in Ed and Scott's tent because Naria had made him a lot of food and was sitting there smiling at him. There were so many things in that smile that he couldn't bear that he couldn't swallow and could only grab something to escape.

Luckily Naria didn't catch up - or tried to catch up but was stopped by Tess when he heard the red-haired girl say, "Sweetheart, I think you scared him a little bit......"

He wasn't scared!!He was just ......

Not very used to it.

He wasn't even used to eating the roasted leg of lamb, which used to be his favorite food, but even though Ed's eyes were shining at him, he didn't give the rest to his coveted friend—he was hungry, very, very hungry, and now he could stuff everything even Matilda made.

“...... Where's Scott?" he asked.

He hadn't been seen since Scott sent him back to Naria.

"Remember those pieces of paper we got from Toom? You said the ones with Lydia's handwriting on them, which Skokko and Celebrion had been working on, and now they had to tell the patriarch and the shaman here. ”

"Don't they need to ask you? You've seen more than they do. "Is's was a little upset about Ed - he was stupid and useless, but he did sneak into the necromancer's cave and help save people, and not many people had that kind of courage...... and luck.

He is just as respectable. But in front of those powerful elders. He was probably still treated as an ignorant child.

"I've told Scott everything. And I think you're likely to escape. Ed grinned and said, "Isn't Narya a little scary?"

“...... She wasn't like that before. Isis reluctantly admitted.

"She didn't come close to losing you before. Ed whispered, "I'd love to tell you that it was all my idea to come to you, but actually. At first I didn't know what to do...... I think I'll have to accept this, my friend is a dragon, and he's flown to a place I'll never get to in my life, and I'll probably never see him again, and I can't tell him I don't care what he is. Konaria says she'll find you, no matter where you are, no matter how much time it takes...... So, I had to start planning - I couldn't let her go on the adventure alone. ”

Isis bit the bone and glared at him—does this man have to say this at such a time?!, and he didn't mean to complain about Naria!

He silently handed the other leg of lamb to Ed. And the white teeth that Ed laughed at made him almost suspect that he had just done it on purpose.

"Is?" Scott, who had slipped into the tent, asked in surprise and teasing, "Did Nariaken let you out?" I thought she would feed you until you couldn't walk. ”

"He escaped. Ed replied vaguely.

"I didn't run away!" said Iss, angrily.

Scott laughed and didn't say a word.

"Celebryan didn't come back with you?" Ed asked, "Did he disappear again?"

He's a bit of a psychological shadow on this.

"He's basking in the moon. That's how Scott usually describes Cele Brian in a daze in the moonlight.

Isis sneered, "He's almost faded." ”

Scott frowned: "Don't do that. Is, I know he looks cold...... But he cares about you more than you would believe. ”

Ed nodded in agreement, "I think he likes you." He remembered the look on his half-elf as he looked at the sleeping Is, so suddenly so gentle that he couldn't believe his eyes.

"That's weird!" said Is, huffing, "he hates me...... Since I was a kid!"

Scott smiled and shook his head, ignoring the childish accusation.

"Can I stay here tonight?" asked Is, pretending to be nonchalant, after a moment. "There are two girls in the tent over there. ”

"But you're only seven years old, what's there to care about?" Ed blurted out.

"I'm as old as you!" Iss roared angrily, flapping Ed to the ground and pressing him down with a force that a seven-year-old couldn't possibly have, "Try it again! Don't think I forgot you pulled my face!"

Forgetting that he weighed only a seven-year-old, Ed easily broke free from his pinching and ran away laughing. Before he could stand firmly, he was grabbed by Is's ankle and dragged down again. But no matter how embarrassed he fell to the ground, Ed held aloft his leg of lamb that he hadn't finished nibbling on.

"Throw in the towel!" Exclamated Ed, not at all ashamed of losing to a young boy.

Isis let go of him and climbed to his feet, with an irrepressible smile on his face. But he suddenly remembered Calebrian's words, and suddenly panicked.

Maybe the half-elf wasn't wrong. He likes it, being cared for by his loved ones, fighting with his friends, knowing that he won't lose control and kill someone......

He likes to live like this. It's something a dragon can never get.