Chapter 249
[Translator – Peptobismol]
Adren.】
The Red Dragon Bnihardo muttered, her words disjointed and delirious.
Her body was covered in the viscera and fluids of the outer-space monsters she had slain. Various colorful fluids dripped from the tips of her wings, sticky like the saliva of an overheated cow.
Yet, her red scales still shone beautifully. Even covered in filth, they retained their brilliance like rubies fallen into the mud.
This was evidence that she bore the blood of Navardose. The elf next to her, Irainiel Lemation, tilted her head.
“Adren, suddenly? Feeling nostalgic?”
【I never said I wanted to go. It’s just… something feels ominous.】
Bnihardo nodded. She didn’t know why her homeland, usually of no concern to her, suddenly came to mind. She had only spent a short time there during her youth.