CH 143

Chapter 143: The Eternal Rest in The Eternal Winter

Abel opened his eyes and smirked at Sigren annoyed.

“Does it make you sick when I use the method you use every day right in front of your nose?”

Abel sprang to his feet.

Sigren glanced at Fiona who was trembling with anger because she had been deceived.

Abel smiled awkwardly facing the angry Fiona, then began to stroke her hair as if to soothe her.

“Fiona.”

Fiona smacked Abel’s hand, “never mind.”

It seemed that she was very angry. Well, it was a situation where anyone would be angry. 

“Hhh…” Fiona’s eyes were filled with a feeling of relief and also irritation. Immediately, clear tears rolled down again. 

“Uhh…” Abel was restless seeing Fiona’s tears. He didn’t expect her to cry. He has never seen FIona cry, and of course, he has no memory of soothing her.

When Fiona cried, Sigren got anxious too. He cast a reproachful glance at Abel. 

Abel was rarely perplexed. At this time was that rare occasion where he couldn’t have any idea what to do. He then pressed the edge of his adopted daughter’s eyes with the hem of his sleeve. It was a very awkward gesture, but he did his best.

“Well, Fiona, don’t cry.”

But of course, her anger was unresolved.

“If you do it once again, don’t ever think you could hear the word ‘father’ from my mouth.”

“…”

He played a joke once, and he didn’t even get his money’s worth. 

“Wait, but this is the method Sigren— ugh..”

Abel, who was about to drag his student along with him, held his breath. Well, he played a bit, but his injuries were real.

Fiona blinked her eyes, “its’ not acting, right?”

“Of course not…”

The sullen face Fiona quickly examined Abel’s wound. Although Abel was covered in blood from the head to toe, most of the blood, especially the upper part of his body, was the monster’s blood. And it turned out, his real injury was on his abdomen. Looking at the injury, Fiona couldn’t help felt gloomy. Only Abel has the kind of audacity to joke around with this heavy injury. 

“Sigren, your master is such an idiot…” Fiona murmured.

“I agree.”

Thump! Thump! 

The loud sound of the fight between the two dragons hasn’t stopped at all. It has been sounding all this time. And the sound was getting loud as they were closer to the two dragons. It was so loud as if the heavens and the earth were about to split up.

Even while undergoing the treatment, Abel grumbled. “Why the hell do those two become such a jerk fighting in someone else’s yard.”

“Did you find out anything?” Fiona asked calmly as she wrapped the bandages.

Abel swept his hair roughly, “I hate to say this because it is pathetic as I was almost killed… but I didn’t find anything, it didn’t exist. Shit, now I must find a way to subdue them.”

“Realistically, ti’s impossible to subjugate two of them at once.”

However, if they did nothing, Heilon’s wall would collapse due to the continued attacks of monsters.

‘Should I try to talk to it?”

Fiona wasn’t sure if the facts she knew were still valid.

“Could you get up?” Fiona retreated after finishing the treatment. 

“Don’t treat me like an old man.” 

Abel refused Sigren’s support and stood up on his own. He gnashed his teeth. 

“I have to deal with those lizard as soon as possible,”

Suddenly, THUMP! The deep, earth-shaking rumble happened once again. Then, there was a violent wind. Their hair flew frantically and blocked their view.

“FIONA! WATCH OUT!!”

A large shadow cast over their face. 

Fiona hastily let out her power. 

THUMP!

At the same time, a very huge thing flew not far from her. The ground shook and cracked open. Its body was as massive as a mountain and as hard as a rock. 

Fiona, who had inadvertently closed her eyes due to the drifting snow, slowly opened her eyes. Then she met the ruby-red eyes.

“Ah.”

There was a low echo in her ears that could not be described as human speech, but she could understand it. 

[human.]

“….”

Fiona was frozen in an instant when she met those eyes.

The dragon bared its teeth, displaying hostility. 

“FIONA!”

Abel and Sigren drew their swords.

Krrrrr—!

The dragon looked in the other direction instantly, reacting to the killing intent. It wanted to attack both men. 

‘Is my guess correct?’

The dragon’s reaction was ambiguous. 

‘Well, if I’m wrong, then she’d be just its meal.’

Fiona, who was stiff, hurriedly intervened and stood in front of the dragon who was about to attack the two men. It was a close-call suicide. Then she spoke in a clear voice.

“Clemente Edward. The first of its kind, and The Wisest.”

[….]

The dragon, which seemed almost to attack the two men, stopped abruptly.

Sigren and Abel also looked at Fiona in surprise.

Fiona swallowed her saliva.

“If you’re available for a conversation, I hope I could have your time.”