"Oi, mortal!" Glacia shouted.
"Huh!?" Hazuki, who had been shouting at Ridan on his head, glanced toward the dragon girl. "What?"
"Not cold?" Glacia glared at him.
"Umm..." Hazuki rubbed his chin, then checked his body and his torn shirt. "A bit... I guess."
Glacia narrowed her eyes.
How can a mere human withstand this cold?
So far, no one had survived these lands without special equipment, enchanted jackets, mana-heat crystals, a full party with healers and mages. And even then, they'd still be shivering.
Ridan said he was a special human. But how? Not to mention Ridan said something was forcing him to guide this human. But who? What?
And Ridan as his spirit guide? A powerful wizard from a thousand years ago? Someone who could be on par with my brother?
Did Ridan die of old age? Humans have such short lifespans...
Or was he killed? But who could kill Ridan? He was powerful enough to challenge dragons.
