Chapter 487 - 486. Someone Like You (2)
"Should I kick you in the water so that you’d wash up?"
Sol didn’t even have to turn his head to look at who it was.
"Even if you kick I wouldn’t feel it," he responded bluntly before he turned his head to see the person standing behind him.
The sky behind her looked like the beautiful painted canvas of pink, purple and golden. The burnished hue of the setting sun gleamed off of her long, wavy brown hair and her blue eyes twinkled like gems as she grinned. This girl who was only 20 was the one for whom he had to come, she didn’t look like it but she was a strong person, at least mentally.
"Yeah, right, the big and strong Dragon wouldn’t be kicked down by a human."
"You’re even weaker than a human," Sol spoke making her frown.
"What did you say? Just because you’re strong doesn’t mean you get to look down on others!" She crossed her arms at her chest and he scoffed.
"Besides just take a dip already, you stink!" She spoke making a face and scrunching up her nose.
Sol looked at her, it was probably only her who could dare to talk down to him like this, nobody else ever did that.
Everyone else idolised him, saw him as a savior and only ever demanded of being protected. But whenever it started to feel like a burden he would turn his head and see this little human who would be by his side, despite being scared or hurt, she would push through with her own strength.
She was still standing there with her arms crossed.
Sol looked down at his bloodstained outfit—a deep blue coat now darkened in places where the fabric clung damply to his side, stiff with dried blood. His scarf, once the color of a clear sky, was twisted around his neck, its edges frayed and stained. The buckles of his leather harness were splattered, and the metal detailing on his belt glinted faintly in the sunlight, tainted by smears of red. His trousers bore streaks of dirt and dried crimson, especially around the knees, where he had knelt beside the stream moments before.