Chapter 186: The Road to Sampo (10)
Despite the Saint’s sudden bout of persecution (?), Yeomyeong didn’t fall asleep.
Instead of heading to the tent prepared by the merchants, he walked into the forest a little ways from the campsite, accompanied by Demerond and the dragon.
Under the glimmering stars, he crossed through the woods for a short while.
“This far out, we don’t have to worry about being overheard.”
Yeomyeong spoke as he found a clearing, created by the collapse of a rotting tree.
Soon after, the human, the elf, and the dragon sat in a circle in the clearing.
And as soon as the circle of conversation was formed, the dragon was the first to speak.
[Demerond, exile of the World Tree.]
The dragon bared his teeth as he looked at the hooded elf, as if the two were already acquainted.
“It’s been a while, Orsetabul, guardian of the Dragon Scale Mountains.”
Demerond removed his hood as he answered. Upon seeing the scar-covered face, the dragon snorted.
[They say you and the rest of the elves turned into commies. Bent the knee to Stalin and even changed your surnames?]