At night, the shore becomes even quieter. The sound of the waves was soft as whispering, and the beach under the moon was silvery white, and Ryan was standing outside the tent with her arms crossed, suddenly in a trance.

This is the scenery she is familiar with - the still sea under the moon, clear and clear like a fragile dream. For a long time, such a leisurely tranquility healed the pain in her heart little by little...... Another little bit made her start to feel empty.

She was probably too dissatisfied.

She was not treated as a prisoner...... At least not on the surface. A middle-aged man with an indifferent expression and a normal appearance simply asked her name, and without asking her where she was from or why she had run away with a boy deep in the forest, he had her taken to the kitchen. There, a stocky middle-aged woman told her that as long as she worked obediently, did not ask much, did not talk much, did not look too much, and did not run around, she would be safe.

Safe and worry-free. In this war-torn country, the best hope for most people is nothing more than that.

"If you don't follow the rules...... the woman told her, a hint of fear in her eyes, "people here don't give people a second chance." ”

As they spoke, the people around them didn't even look at her. It was a suffocating atmosphere that she hadn't felt even when she was caught by the barbarians in the ice field.

She did not resist, obediently remained silent, and did all the work assigned to her quickly...... But she knew there were still people watching her every move.

Sometimes she wondered if she was acting too calmly - an ordinary old woman would have been more frightened at such times, and would have at least asked where Sercio was...... Although she didn't think he would be in danger.

Too many questions made her even more afraid to act rashly.

Under the moonlight. She couldn't help but pray silently again...... Perhaps the waves could bring her plea under the white stones.

She lowered her head, only to see a huge black shadow quickly passing across the sand, before she could look up. Then a roar was heard, shattering the quiet of the night.

The sound slammed into everyone's hearts like a boulder. Ryan took a few steps back against her chest, her fear making her want to find a place to hide...... And she's not that easily influenced by magic.

Uncontrollable screams followed. Ryan steadied himself and looked up as the silver-white dragon descended from the sky.

The ice dragon landed on the beach, and the soft fine sand weakened its momentum when it landed, making it slightly dissatisfied, and the soldiers who rushed out of the camp reacted quickly. It was also a little surprising too.

It flew up again, and circled low on the shore at a rapid pace, extinguishing all the bonfires. The flying blow made many people unsteady on their feet, and brought more exclamations with another roar.

A little confusion - that's what the elves demanded. The camp was unusually well guarded, and he was able to sneak in silently without any help. But it was hard to leave silently with a twelve-year-old boy who didn't react to anything like wood.

And it's good at causing chaos.

An arrow struck its wing. Then it falls weakly, and more attacks follow. These people didn't know what to do with a dragon, but they continued unrelentingly, making it gradually start to get irritable.

It doesn't want to hurt these people. That's not necessary, and there's no fun to get out of it...... But maybe it's time to teach them a little lesson?

It pulled upwards, then swooped down, and before it could make any attack, a loud voice rang out unusually clearly in the chaos:

"Stop!

The rain of arrows stopped suddenly.

The Ice Dragon had never seen such an army forbidden. The elven army in its heyday may be able to do it. But these people are nothing more than human beings...... And it's not a regular army.

A man walked slowly to the clearing, looking up with interest as it hovered in mid-air.

The ice dragon hesitated for a moment. Crashed down in front of him.

It's a little curious...... And the look of "see what you can do" on the man's face made him very unhappy.

But it has not let its guard down - humans are cunning, and it has learned this very well.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. The man smiled calmly at it, "The legendary ice dragon...... Is-Christus. ”

“...... Ice Mang!" the ice dragon roared, making his voice more annoyed and arrogant than it actually was, as he surveyed the impressive face.

The man had a square face common to northerners, short dark hair that looked brown in the moonlight, deep eye sockets, a nose slightly crooked as if he had been punched, and a scar that grazed the left side of his nose and dragged from the corner of his lips to his chin, making his lips always twist a little strangely when he laughed.

"Ice Mang. The man nodded calmly, "May I ask why you are attacking us? I don't want any misunderstanding between us...... After all, I've heard that you're not a dragon that will attack humans at will. ”

"Attack?" the ice dragon sneered, "I just spun around you a few times, you call that an attack? When I flew over a few years ago, it was a quiet and beautiful place, unpolluted by humans...... Why do you humans have to fill every quiet corner of the world like reptiles?"

"Then I must ask your forgiveness for our attacks on you. The man bowed slightly, "I'm sure you can understand that it's just an instinct to protect yourself...... After all, we are just a bunch of poor people looking for a safe place to live in the midst of war. ”

"Poor man?" the ice dragon looked disdainfully at the statue-like silent soldiers around him, "I've never seen such a well-armed 'poor man' protected by a pirate ship." ”

"We have some ...... with the Black Sails Pirates Business dealings. The man frankly admitted, "It may not be glamorous, but we have to feed ourselves." Whether you believe it or not, Bing Mang...... Almost all of the people here have lost their homes in the war, and we are hiding here, seeking nothing more than safety...... and freedom. Since this is no man's land, who is in the way of this?"

His tone was so sincere that it didn't sound like he was lying.

The ice dragon looked around again. It felt that at least the soldiers around it were convinced of it - that they were fighting for themselves.

But it wonders what the truth is...... And not just because Sonorn claimed that these men were building up their army towards the end of the war, but ......

The man in front of him had a strange aura on his body.

It narrowed its eyes slightly, letting instinct rather than reason discern it...... Then it threw its head back and roared:

"Draw your sword!".

(To be continued.) )