Although the question was from Kashaar, I answered.

Du Nuar and Kashaar’s eyes were simultaneously fixed on me.

“…No, how did you know this place?”

I had to know. I mean, how did he notice?

Kashaar answered smoothly.

“I traced your magic.”

“My magic?”

“Yeah. The necklace you’re wearing. The magic inside it seems to be connected to this place.”

I grabbed the necklace in surprise.

Du Nuar, who was watching it, pointed to the sky with his finger.

“Look up there.”

Kwag [Dash]!

At that moment, red lightning burst from the cloudy sky.

The red thread that spread like the ground was cracking roared, making a beast-like sound.

It was a familiar shade of red.

“No way, it wasn’t stabilizing the magic of this space…….?”

Kashaar did not deny my gaze.

That red lightning was undoubtedly his work.

“The magic in this space is bizarre.”

As he mumbled while looking at the sky, the lightning prepared to strike again.
Once again, with a loud roar, a red light spread, but there was nothing unusual around, as if there were barriers.

“It seems like the space itself is absorbing my magic. There’s only one possibility…”

Du Nuar smiled faintly at Kashaar’s words.

His gaze, which had returned soon, was now fixed on me.

“Now, tell me. What were you doing with that dragon?”

Unexpected words flowed from his mouth.

“…Dragon?”

I, too, was trying to figure out Du Nuar’s identity.

However, it was challenging to find the origin of the possessor who called the dragon, which did not even appear in the original work.

“The magic in this place is excessively pure, like raw magic.”

Kashaar conjured magic again. The red light in his hand was absorbed into the surroundings.

He was not invited to the void.

So, what he attempted to break ended in failure.

The dragon was a being born from the primal magic, the purest concentration of magic.

The reason for the powerful magic of the Liheart family was because its origin was in the dragon.

“So, you’re not listening.”

Pure magic was devouring Kashaar’s.

“Is Du Nuar really a dragon?”

The dragon had mysteriously hidden its appearance in the founding era, leaving descendants.

The ancestor naturally became a legend, and now it was just vaguely known that it existed or was non-existent.

Suddenly, Du Nuar’s long list of names he first introduced crossed my mind.

“He’s lived for so long, so he has many names.”

At that time, I thought it was a joke, but it turned out to be a collection of names he used over the past century.

“…Being a creature in legends, he might have been able to call a possessor.”

Now that I knew the truth, it made sense.

But I didn’t want Kashaar to know more than this.

“Wait a minute!”

I interjected between Kashaar and Du Nuar.

“If he learns more, Kashaar’s soul might shatter.”

That was one of the reasons I couldn’t honestly tell him.

It wasn’t until his calm voice reassured me.

“Don’t worry. He’ll come to me on his own. His soul is not just strong, but… even seems stubborn.”

Although he seemed to blur his words for a moment, it wasn’t essential to me.

“Anyway, it’s okay?”

I had been anxiously cautious in case something happened to Kashaar.

It might be a good idea to trust that his words about being extremely sturdy were not just a joke.

“I sensed magic from you while you were asleep. It was a different yet similar magic to mine.”

An outsider possessing the magic of a dragon without being a member of the Liheart family.

This was what he had investigated.

“The forbidden books recorded the existence of beings like you.”

It should not be revealed externally that there were others who could handle the magic of a dragon besides the Liheart family.
Among them, there were cases suspected of being illegitimate children of the Liheart family, but there was no connection whatsoever.

They achieved some purpose and mostly disappeared, and even such investigation reports were eventually destroyed.

Kashaar’s anxiety began from here.

“I thought you were gone.”

His eyes shook, with bitten lips and a pale face.

Before I knew it, his hand entwined with my fingers.

“You were surprised.”

The signs of madness were always rooted in anxiety.

He, too, feared it more than I did.

That we would drift apart.