"Now, what are we going to do with them?
It is good that we have trapped the attacking faerie dragons inside the wards, but the problem is how to move them.
How about leaving them with Krumphal?
"No, Itra is already at the pavilion, and Rico and the others are taking care of Geki and the other gurions. I don't think we can put any more burdens on them.
"So, is there?
"All right, let's leave it here."
"Caw!"
"Achaaaah!"
There is a lot of noise in the ward.
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I rush toward it. Sure enough, there is a trace of Lars. But he doesn't move a muscle.
"Hey, Lars! Lars! It's me, Linos! Lars!"
There's no response at all. Ilimo is licking Lars' face. Gon is looking at him with concern.
"Master, M! He is fainting because he has zero M! He is also injured and starving.
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Without answering my call, they flew away in the other direction.
Let me appraise Lars.
Lars (Krulkan, age 12) LV19 Hunger
H!? : 13/772
M!? : 0/354
Wind Magic LV3
Fire magic LV2
Physical Reinforcement LV3
Presence Detection LV1
Magic Detection LV1
Flying LV2
Cultivation LV2
Dragon Magic LV1
Paralysis resistance LV2
Poison Resistance LV2
That's a pretty high skill level. He may still be a juvenile dragon, but he is probably one of the best among them. However, if we leave him like this, he will die. Soon, I'll cast a recovery spell and get M! I cast a restoration spell and replenish M!
"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
"Master-!"
Two huge Krulkans and Ferris came down from the sky, both more than 15 meters high. Both of them were more than 15 meters high. They covered the sky.
"Ferris, what is this?"
They're my parents.
"Parents?"
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"What are you doing?
Ferris lifts Lars up with a flick. But Lars doesn't let go of me and lifts me up too. Lars is crying like a waterfall. Lars, your tears are soaking my wards so I can't see anything!
"Let go of me! Let go of the master!"
Lars shakes it. Ferris, I'm shaking too, give me a break!
"Let go of me!"
The moment he releases his grip on Lars' body, he slashes his sword into his back. Before we can even speak, we're on the ground.
"Hu... Ferris~"
"Aah! I'm sorry, Master!"
Ferris lifted Lars up and threw him down as if he were a piece of trash.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm not all right."
"I'm sorry, my brother... I'm sorry, my brother..."
"No, thanks."
I walk over to Lars, who is writhing in agony. I put my hand gently on Lars' head.
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Tears were shining in Lars' eyes again.