The ice dragon gathered its wings and rushed straight into the hole.

It rushed too fast, and one of its hind legs didn't dare to hit the ground, so it fell to the ground, almost sliding into the hole with one leg crossed.

Matilda stared at it dumbfounded, but the ice dragon couldn't bother to think about how embarrassed and funny it was.

"Get him down!!" it yelled at the woman, reaching out its right leg in front of her. Ed Singal was still clung to it, but it could barely feel his heartbeat.

It had never felt so flustered -- what was going on? It flew by with a savage baby, and he wasn't dead! It didn't know that humans were such fragile creatures...... That's its only friend...... No, that's the only friend of Iss Christus...... Either way, it can't let him die!

Matilda struggled to break Ed's hand open, but his limbs seemed to be glued to its legs.

“...... Get out of the way!" the ice dragon yelled at her, and there was nothing else it could do now.

The white light flickered, and the ice dragon's body twisted and shrunk, turning into a young man with blond hair in the eyes of the humans who were so stunned that they almost lost focus.

He lunged at the frozen Ed and slapped him in the face roughly.

"Ed Singhal, open your eyes!"

The cheeky, talkative guy didn't respond at all.

"Ed......" he cried softly, not knowing what to do—the cold was his weapon, but he had no idea how to dispel it.

There was a gentle tap on his shoulder, and he turned his head, and Matilda's figure was a little blurry—he was crying! He hadn't cried since he became a dragon.

"Let me do it. The woman's voice was free of the frightened and uneasy he was accustomed to, and was gentle and calm: "He's frozen...... Let me take care of him. ”.

Norway looked down at the ground—there was a blanket spread out on it, and there was a pile of firewood scattered on it, and there seemed to be something pressed under it.

He crouched down and pulled the piece of cloth out.

It was a child's dress.

"What the hell do you have to do with that dragon!!" Nutka roared behind him, "you called its name?...... How do you know its name!!"

"Hey, my sweetheart saved your life! Think about this before you yell at her!" Tates cried out in dissatisfaction.

Norway hurriedly retreated to the girls' side, just in case they really fought.

"Calm down, Nutka, we do know the dragon......"

While he was still thinking about how to explain this, Narya had spoken softly:

"He's my brother. ”

Nutka's eyes widened, and she took a step back in consternation, reaching for her sword.

"You're a dragon too?"

She asked incredulously.

"Where does she look like a dragon!" Tess jumped, "how can a dragon be so cute!"

"Of course she wasn't. Norway sighed, "I know it's hard to believe, but that dragon was raised by humans in the form of humans, and they didn't know he was a dragon before......"

"Even if he's a dragon, he's still my brother!" said Naria stubbornly.

Norway glanced at her helplessly, the people around her had gradually regained their composure, and someone had already noticed them and was pointing at them.

It's not a good place to talk.

"Maybe we can find a suitable place?" he said to Nutka, "and we can tell you ......."

"You can tell me from the beginning!" Nutka glared at him.

"But you can't believe it. Norway remained calm, his drooping hands ready for battle.

"That's another story!" Nutka roared.

- If you continue to entangle like this, it will be endless.

Novi frowned slightly, sensing that a group of barbarians was slowly approaching them, surrounding them.

Nutka shouted something in exasperation, and someone stepped out of the crowd.

"The chief wants to see the human woman!" he said aloud in the lingua franca.

"Is it just her?" asked Norvie, raising his voice, "why?"

"She was seen talking to the dragon. The man replied gloomily, "She's a witch." ”

"You're the witch!" said Tess unhappily, "she's ...... Chase that dragon away with a spell! It flew away, didn't it? Your weapons couldn't hurt it, why did it fly away, because it was afraid of her spell!"

"She may be a good witch or a bad witch, so the chief wants to see her. The man cautiously kept his distance from them.

Norway gave Tess a look, and the red-haired girl narrowed in understanding. If at this time Nutka told them what Naria had just said...... They had to go out.

But Nutka stood aside with an angry face, but remained silent. Maybe she'll have to admit that Nalya saved her life.

Naria looked up at Norvi, and the elf nodded.

"Let's go together. He said.

He hoped that Ed Singer's crazy plan went well, because apparently, they would most likely not be able to get out of here anytime soon.

Ed had a lot of dreams, jumping almost directly from one to the other. He dreamed that he was flying, and that beneath him were suddenly white ice fields, and suddenly there were neat streets of Ston Buch, and that countless fountains glittered in the sun, but in an instant they were crowded with countless skeletons, and he dreamed of deep underground, with labyrinthine passages stretching out in all directions, and walls full of legends he had never heard of, and countless dragons covering almost the entire sky, and cities crumbling into ruins in flames and lightning, and he dreamed of the land of elves, Grivar, where he had never been, with huge trees, thick shade, and exquisite, but not a single shadow of an elf among the buildings that seemed too complicated, and he dreamed of piles of gold coins and precious stones, which were the treasures of dragons, a long sword stuck diagonally into it, with a deep blue gem on the hilt, and he dreamed of Celebrian, the half-elven priest hurrying forward with his back to him, but the landscape in front of him was forever changing...... Then it became himself, and he traveled through countless different worlds, but could not find a place to stay, and he dreamed of a girl, standing in the void, with long white hair and eyes as blue as the sea, whom he should have never seen before, but when she tilted her head and smiled at him, it seemed very familiar to him, and he dreamed that Is, little Is, was lying opposite him, and his light blue eyes looked at him without blinking, and he didn't know what he was saying......

He snapped open his eyes and woke up.

The top of his head was gray rock, and there was only a not-so-smelling animal skin under him, his head was a little swollen, and his whole body was slightly tingling, and he couldn't lift up any strength.

Someone obscured the bright fire, and the shadow fell on his face.

It was a savage child, who for a moment could not tell whether it was a man or a woman, and was looking down at him curiously, and then turned back and called, "Matilda!"

A woman hurried over, crouched down beside him, and happily reached out and touched his head: "Are you awake? ”

Ed blinked, and suddenly remembered that he must have been clinging to Is's legs...... Is it a dream, or is everything in front of you a dream?

He sat up with all his might, his eyes wide as he could, which usually lifted him out of his dreams, but this time he just felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and fell straight back.

A cold hand pressed against his forehead. Ed rolled his eyes to meet the light blue eyes.

"Is!" he greeted happily, "You're human again!"

"Don't move!" replied his friend he hadn't seen for a long time, viciously, "you madman!"

"But I found you. Ed said triumphantly, he almost wanted to turn his head a few times, "I found you, I found a dragon! I knew the map was real! But it's a shame we can't tell anyone, Vala thinks I'm in the Temple of Collins, the temple can't be so interesting! This is an elven city! A city abandoned by elves is also an elven city, right?"

"Ed......" Iss looked at the incoherent fellow worriedly, as if he had mixed a lot of things together, "are you okay?"

Ed closed his mouth and stared at him for a long time. His mind was a mess, time and space were stirred together irregularly, making him dizzy and a little like throwing up.

"I want to throw up. He said honestly.

"Don't spit on here. Is's face darkened, Matilda had just changed the baby's diaper, and the smell was bad enough.

"Is," said Ed, sadly, "you don't like me anymore. ”

The woman laughed, then quickly lowered her head again, and glanced at Is, who seemed a little afraid of him. Ed wondered a little, how could anyone be afraid of a quiet teenager?

Then he remembered again, yes, Iss was a dragon, but Ed was his friend, so he didn't have to be afraid of him.

"Is," he said with a grin, "you're a dragon!"

Is's expression hovered between worry and irritation. Ed had never seen his friend's expression so rich, and it made him look so interested.

But the mass of things in his mind seemed to swell suddenly, filling every gap, and even trying to prop his head open and burst into a brilliant firework.

He curled up and hugged his head, and it was aching so suddenly that he wanted to hit it with a hammer.

"Is," he moaned, "I really want to throw up, can I throw up?......"

He didn't hear Is's answer. The sudden darkness dragged him back into a dream that seemed to never end.

He didn't even know if what he had just experienced was just a dream.