Estio Volume 7
- Episode 16
"Since you cast a spell, you will know your name the moment you wake up from the egg. Can't you imagine how surprised Shuhanan would be? haha."
Loaren, who burst out a small smile while remembering her companion even to the last moment, stared at the egg with her dying eyes.
"His surprised face, I missed him too."
In fact, it bothered me that I couldn't honestly tell Shuhanan that she had a new life that was too small and fragile to follow other dragons across the dimension, so that they couldn't leave together. Since Shu Hanan had chosen the direction of being with him, he was willing to let him know when the time was right, but he did not know that he would die in such a hurry alone.
"I wanted to greet you face-to-face properly even with you who were born into this world."
Loaren cried again.
"You should be happy, sweetheart."
Get food!
Loaren's guardian Noel took the egg and flew into the sky at the command of his master. Loa Ren, who looked up at her distant black beast and the glimmer of gold for a long time, slowly closed her eyes.
「My... 'Estio'.」
The dark world that seemed like it would never end was torn apart. Amidst the black pieces that were torn, broken, and shattered, Estio hurriedly reached out his hand.
'no. Don't go like this.'
I didn't want to send it like this. Even if it was just a simple fantasy, I didn't want to break up like this.
'Loaren-!'
At the moment when his desperately outstretched fingertips wanted to touch her, Estio woke up.
"......!"
Huh, he took a breath. The darkness that engulfed my body like a swamp disappeared in an instant and my eyes were opened. My heart was beating like it was going to explode and I was out of breath.
'heart? Out of breath?'
Estio suddenly felt a number of signs of realism and fell into confusion. He was obviously dead. He believed that he had just seen Lorraen in a dream a little while ago because he was dead. Even if he is already dead, I can't see him after his death. I've heard that it is the afterlife where the dead gather.
Estio touched his throbbing chest. Before he lost consciousness, the memory of cutting his chest and giving his heart to Shu Hanan remained intact. It was a serious injury that could never survive in his common sense.
'Maybe it was a dream to meet Shuhanan.'
While he was meeting Saint Yggdrasil, his companions were attacked by the Holy Knights and injured, and even the memories of Ahur healing them with flowers came to mind.
'Then are they all dreams? ...from where? How far?'
My heart was pounding like crazy and it was painful to say the least. He shook his head slightly. He could never have been a dream. Estio defined the situation as an uncertain conjecture as to whether this was the papal Elysium, full of divine power, and whether he had done something special when he fell. Anyway, his heart was beating normally, so Estio was alive.
"Sigh."
He let out a long, heavy sigh. Then he belatedly lifted his head and began to look at things around him.
It was an unknown room. It was much larger than the room in the guild headquarters and had many miscellaneous decorations. It was a glass craft that seemed to break if I touched it, and I saw something like porcelain. Judging by the large number of statues of angels and cross decorations, it seemed to be one of the buildings attached to the Holy See. Estio got up from bed after wandering around the dimly lit surroundings. It was because I thought that I should go out and listen to anyone.
But just as he was about to get up from the blanket, he tripped and tripped.
Kudang!
Estio, who had fallen under the bed loudly, was very upset. First of all, it hurt. His body throbbed like something had been beaten, and his head was dizzy to the point that he couldn't stand properly.
But there was a bigger problem than that.
'Why is the bed so high...?'
Estio thought blankly, lying on the floor. The size of the furniture was different from the commonly known furniture. It was at such a height that I doubted whether I would be able to climb back onto the bed again. It looked like the ceiling was a little high. It was a room suitable for large giants. Thinking that she might like Neju, Estio lay on the floor and looked up at the ceiling, while the door suddenly opened without notice.
And a familiar voice was heard.
"you!"
It was Shuhanan.
The light in the room was very dazzling for Estio who had just woken up after sleeping all the time because the room was dark. While he blinked and frowned, Shuhanan strode into the room.
'Are you mad? Oh, maybe I didn't convey the heart of Loaren properly?'
Estio looked up at Shuhanan's hardened face, and was overcome with worry. Needless to say, Shuhanan, who had just entered the room, had an angry face from anyone who could see it.
The cold, shining golden eyes looked straight down at Estio. Unlike when I was crying while watching my visions in despair and frustration, now I still have a gun. He didn't look crazy, but he seemed more dangerous. There was no guarantee that the sane Shuhanan would not resent Estio.
Estio learned from a dream he had a while ago that Loaren had used up his last remaining life force to protect himself. Perhaps by now, the Yellow Dragon Shuhanan must have noticed this too.
To his surprise, Estio did not even have the will to read the other person's mind. It was just like a herbivore sitting down in front of a carnivore. Shu Hanan, who approached Estio with a vicious force, stretched out his hand without hesitation.
"......!"
Estio closed his eyes tightly involuntarily, wondering if he was going to get hit by that bitter hand. But the next moment something amazing happened.
Instead of hitting him, Shuhanan suddenly held him up with both hands.
"it's okay."
Tock, tock.
With a hand stroking his back slowly, Estio went beyond embarrassment and the accident stopped.
"It hurts a lot? I should have kept watching, I'm sorry."
"......?"
"It's okay. I won't be sick anymore."
In the end, even the subtle divine power from Shuhanan's palm was flowing into him. Estio was puzzled when the incomprehensible phenomenon of a friendly voice, a touch that touched his back, and the divine power that was poured out to the extent that it was a little excessive overlapped. Then he realized he was holding him in his arms like a little baby and patting him, and he blinked slowly.
'Huh?'
Something was strange. No matter how tall Shuhanan was, he wasn't tall enough to lift Estio, who turned 20 this year, in a flash. But now, his posture was natural, like a person holding a child in his arms.
Estio only now realized. It wasn't that the beds and furniture were large sizes. Now, Estio was small enough to be hugged by Shuhanan. Of course, other than the size of the body, there were not one or two strange things.
Estio, who had unintentionally looked at my hand that was holding Shuhanan's collar, widened her eyes.
'Hands...!'
It was not a human hand, but a strange hand covered in black scales. When I turned my head, not only my hands, but my arms and legs were all covered with smooth scales. Estio was now in the form of a small dragon. It felt like he could feel wings and tails on his invisible back, but he tried to ignore it. It felt as if he was not seeing his own body, but of Loa Ren in his dream, so Estio lost his sense of reality.
"You must have been surprised."
At that moment, Shuhanan pulled him away from his arms and gave him an embarrassed expression.
"Have you never been back to the main body before?"
Shuhanan, who met his confused eyes, swallowed a sigh. Then he lowered the Estio onto the original bed.
"Huh. That's right. There's no one to teach me..."
'Is this person's original tone of voice like this?'
Estio sat down on the soft blanket and observed Shuhanan. After I got used to it a bit, I could clearly read Shuhanan's expression looking up from a low field of view. His golden eyes still looked bitter, but his voice and demeanor were very friendly. At least, it seemed that Shuhanan wasn't angry with him.
"Your recovery was slow, so I put you back to the main body arbitrarily. The wound was too big. I'll put it back when it's healed."
The memory of sticking a sword in his chest was not a dream either. Estio meekly nodded at Shuhanan's kindness. In fact, it didn't really matter what it looked like. What Estio was curious about was, rather, why Shuhanan was so kind to him. As soon as he glanced at him, Shuhanan noticed the reason and explained it to him.
"You probably won't hear a voice now. Do you know how to converse with a sectarian?"
I know it because I do it often. As Estio nodded again, Shu Hanan patted his head.
"also."
It was a very careful hand, as if it could break if you put any force on it.
"You look more like Loaren. It's a perfect black dragon."
When two species of different colors are mixed, a dragon is born based on the aura inherited stronger. Occasionally, there were children who followed the lineage of their grandparents instead of their parents. This was the case when the Qing clan and the enemy clan were formed and the Nok clan was born.
Fortunately, Estio inherited Loaren's energy and was born as a Black Dragon. It was a great joy for Shuhanan that the child born to Shuhanan and Loaren looked exactly like one of them.
"Yeah... they look a lot alike."
Shuhanan smiled with a crying face.
"How am I alive?"
"You're making scary noises without any fuss."
He was about to die, but Shuhanan, who took it to mean that he was alive instead of dead, touched his forehead.
In fact, Shuhanan, who took over Loaren's Dragon Heart from Estio, regained her lost powers in an instant. At the same time, his body and mind, which had been broken and dying, regained his health and was able to escape from madness.
"There's no way I'm going to die. Even if the heart of Loaren is removed, yours is still there."
'Ah.'
I heard it and it was Estio realized that he had two hearts.
Loaren's dragon heart, which had protected him before he was born, disappeared, but his original body still remained. He was still young and had a fragile heart, but it wasn't hard to keep his life going. From now on, you will have to live on your own.
"You must never do such a reckless thing again. Promise me."
Estio Volume 7
- Episode 16
"Since you cast a spell, you will know your name the moment you wake up from the egg. Can't you imagine how surprised Shuhanan would be? haha."
Loaren, who burst out a small smile while remembering her companion even to the last moment, stared at the egg with her dying eyes.
"His surprised face, I missed him too."
In fact, it bothered me that I couldn't honestly tell Shuhanan that she had a new life that was too small and fragile to follow other dragons across the dimension, so that they couldn't leave together. Since Shu Hanan had chosen the direction of being with him, he was willing to let him know when the time was right, but he did not know that he would die in such a hurry alone.
"I wanted to greet you face-to-face properly even with you who were born into this world."
Loaren cried again.
"You should be happy, sweetheart."
Get food!
Loaren's guardian Noel took the egg and flew into the sky at the command of his master. Loa Ren, who looked up at her distant black beast and the glimmer of gold for a long time, slowly closed her eyes.
「My... 'Estio'.」
The dark world that seemed like it would never end was torn apart. Amidst the black pieces that were torn, broken, and shattered, Estio hurriedly reached out his hand.
'no. Don't go like this.'
I didn't want to send it like this. Even if it was just a simple fantasy, I didn't want to break up like this.
'Loaren-!'
At the moment when his desperately outstretched fingertips wanted to touch her, Estio woke up.
"......!"
Huh, he took a breath. The darkness that engulfed my body like a swamp disappeared in an instant and my eyes were opened. My heart was beating like it was going to explode and I was out of breath.
'heart? Out of breath?'
Estio suddenly felt a number of signs of realism and fell into confusion. He was obviously dead. He believed that he had just seen Lorraen in a dream a little while ago because he was dead. Even if he is already dead, I can't see him after his death. I've heard that it is the afterlife where the dead gather.
Estio touched his throbbing chest. Before he lost consciousness, the memory of cutting his chest and giving his heart to Shu Hanan remained intact. It was a serious injury that could never survive in his common sense.
'Maybe it was a dream to meet Shuhanan.'
While he was meeting Saint Yggdrasil, his companions were attacked by the Holy Knights and injured, and even the memories of Ahur healing them with flowers came to mind.
'Then are they all dreams? ...from where? How far?'
My heart was pounding like crazy and it was painful to say the least. He shook his head slightly. He could never have been a dream. Estio defined the situation as an uncertain conjecture as to whether this was the papal Elysium, full of divine power, and whether he had done something special when he fell. Anyway, his heart was beating normally, so Estio was alive.
"Sigh."
He let out a long, heavy sigh. Then he belatedly lifted his head and began to look at things around him.
It was an unknown room. It was much larger than the room in the guild headquarters and had many miscellaneous decorations. It was a glass craft that seemed to break if I touched it, and I saw something like porcelain. Judging by the large number of statues of angels and cross decorations, it seemed to be one of the buildings attached to the Holy See. Estio got up from bed after wandering around the dimly lit surroundings. It was because I thought that I should go out and listen to anyone.
But just as he was about to get up from the blanket, he tripped and tripped.
Kudang!
Estio, who had fallen under the bed loudly, was very upset. First of all, it hurt. His body throbbed like something had been beaten, and his head was dizzy to the point that he couldn't stand properly.
But there was a bigger problem than that.
'Why is the bed so high...?'
Estio thought blankly, lying on the floor. The size of the furniture was different from the commonly known furniture. It was at such a height that I doubted whether I would be able to climb back onto the bed again. It looked like the ceiling was a little high. It was a room suitable for large giants. Thinking that she might like Neju, Estio lay on the floor and looked up at the ceiling, while the door suddenly opened without notice.
And a familiar voice was heard.
"you!"
It was Shuhanan.
The light in the room was very dazzling for Estio who had just woken up after sleeping all the time because the room was dark. While he blinked and frowned, Shuhanan strode into the room.
'Are you mad? Oh, maybe I didn't convey the heart of Loaren properly?'
Estio looked up at Shuhanan's hardened face, and was overcome with worry. Needless to say, Shuhanan, who had just entered the room, had an angry face from anyone who could see it.
The cold, shining golden eyes looked straight down at Estio. Unlike when I was crying while watching my visions in despair and frustration, now I still have a gun. He didn't look crazy, but he seemed more dangerous. There was no guarantee that the sane Shuhanan would not resent Estio.
Estio learned from a dream he had a while ago that Loaren had used up his last remaining life force to protect himself. Perhaps by now, the Yellow Dragon Shuhanan must have noticed this too.
To his surprise, Estio did not even have the will to read the other person's mind. It was just like a herbivore sitting down in front of a carnivore. Shu Hanan, who approached Estio with a vicious force, stretched out his hand without hesitation.
"......!"
Estio closed his eyes tightly involuntarily, wondering if he was going to get hit by that bitter hand. But the next moment something amazing happened.
Instead of hitting him, Shuhanan suddenly held him up with both hands.
"it's okay."
Tock, tock.
With a hand stroking his back slowly, Estio went beyond embarrassment and the accident stopped.
"It hurts a lot? I should have kept watching, I'm sorry."
"......?"
"It's okay. I won't be sick anymore."
In the end, even the subtle divine power from Shuhanan's palm was flowing into him. Estio was puzzled when the incomprehensible phenomenon of a friendly voice, a touch that touched his back, and the divine power that was poured out to the extent that it was a little excessive overlapped. Then he realized he was holding him in his arms like a little baby and patting him, and he blinked slowly.
'Huh?'
Something was strange. No matter how tall Shuhanan was, he wasn't tall enough to lift Estio, who turned 20 this year, in a flash. But now, his posture was natural, like a person holding a child in his arms.
Estio only now realized. It wasn't that the beds and furniture were large sizes. Now, Estio was small enough to be hugged by Shuhanan. Of course, other than the size of the body, there were not one or two strange things.
Estio, who had unintentionally looked at my hand that was holding Shuhanan's collar, widened her eyes.
'Hands...!'
It was not a human hand, but a strange hand covered in black scales. When I turned my head, not only my hands, but my arms and legs were all covered with smooth scales. Estio was now in the form of a small dragon. It felt like he could feel wings and tails on his invisible back, but he tried to ignore it. It felt as if he was not seeing his own body, but of Loa Ren in his dream, so Estio lost his sense of reality.
"You must have been surprised."
At that moment, Shuhanan pulled him away from his arms and gave him an embarrassed expression.
"Have you never been back to the main body before?"
Shuhanan, who met his confused eyes, swallowed a sigh. Then he lowered the Estio onto the original bed.
"Huh. That's right. There's no one to teach me..."
'Is this person's original tone of voice like this?'
Estio sat down on the soft blanket and observed Shuhanan. After I got used to it a bit, I could clearly read Shuhanan's expression looking up from a low field of view. His golden eyes still looked bitter, but his voice and demeanor were very friendly. At least, it seemed that Shuhanan wasn't angry with him.
"Your recovery was slow, so I put you back to the main body arbitrarily. The wound was too big. I'll put it back when it's healed."
The memory of sticking a sword in his chest was not a dream either. Estio meekly nodded at Shuhanan's kindness. In fact, it didn't really matter what it looked like. What Estio was curious about was, rather, why Shuhanan was so kind to him. As soon as he glanced at him, Shuhanan noticed the reason and explained it to him.
"You probably won't hear a voice now. Do you know how to converse with a sectarian?"
I know it because I do it often. As Estio nodded again, Shu Hanan patted his head.
"also."
It was a very careful hand, as if it could break if you put any force on it.
"You look more like Loaren. It's a perfect black dragon."
When two species of different colors are mixed, a dragon is born based on the aura inherited stronger. Occasionally, there were children who followed the lineage of their grandparents instead of their parents. This was the case when the Qing clan and the enemy clan were formed and the Nok clan was born.
Fortunately, Estio inherited Loaren's energy and was born as a Black Dragon. It was a great joy for Shuhanan that the child born to Shuhanan and Loaren looked exactly like one of them.
"Yeah... they look a lot alike."
Shuhanan smiled with a crying face.
"How am I alive?"
"You're making scary noises without any fuss."
He was about to die, but Shuhanan, who took it to mean that he was alive instead of dead, touched his forehead.
In fact, Shuhanan, who took over Loaren's Dragon Heart from Estio, regained her lost powers in an instant. At the same time, his body and mind, which had been broken and dying, regained his health and was able to escape from madness.
"There's no way I'm going to die. Even if the heart of Loaren is removed, yours is still there."
'Ah.'
I heard it and it was Estio realized that he had two hearts.
Loaren's dragon heart, which had protected him before he was born, disappeared, but his original body still remained. He was still young and had a fragile heart, but it wasn't hard to keep his life going. From now on, you will have to live on your own.
"You must never do such a reckless thing again. Promise me."
