The second Battle of the Fall did not last long, only a few days from beginning to end. Yet after coming down from the snowfield, Russell felt as though a lifetime had passed.
Snow Giants, dragons...
The Dragon Sleep Continent's most formidable forces had fought before his very eyes. Though he had been too far away to see clearly, that world-shattering power had been branded deep into his heart, filling him with even greater reverence for this extraordinary world.
Only before powerful individuals could he truly feel his own weakness. Even after advancing to Phantom Beast Knight, he was still weak.
"But I won't stay weak forever, right, Snowcake?" Russell said softly.
The M-shaped Mark in his palm swiftly began to burn. Little Dream Dragon was responding to Russell—it would soon be able to carry him into the skies.
The knights left behind soon arrived at Swan Castle.
Baron Kunbif Shadowflame was absent. His son, Lord Kunteang Sunflower, received the group of remaining knights.
The knights without titles then camped near Swan Castle, while titled lords like Russell took up residence within the castle.
After enjoying a fine meal and taking a long, luxurious hot bath,
the harsh days on the snowfield finally came to an end. Russell felt as though he had returned to civilized society. Then, that night, the Dark Dreamscape finally descended.
"Caw!"
Little Dream Dragon had been stifled for days. The moment it appeared, it let out a crisp cry, venting its pent-up frustration.
It then called over Unicorn Polly. One man, one dragon, one beast, plus one butterfly and one flower—the family of five wandered together through the Dark Dreamscape. Everyone was in high spirits except Unicorn Polly, who seemed somewhat distracted.
She was still wondering what use there was in being called into the