At that moment, Stella truly began to waver.
She had already come to believe almost everything Rorerei had told her.
Although Stella had not known Rorerei for long and was not particularly close to him, she understood that he had neither a reason nor the time to deceive her.
In other words, Rorerei did not seem like someone with ulterior motives. Everything he said should be true.
That included the suspicious bottle of Dragon Blood. It might not be a lie, either.
Otherwise, there was no way to explain why Stella's body had grown hot and feverish at its appearance, or why her instincts craved the tiny bottle of Dragon Blood so intensely that she felt an urge to swallow it immediately.
Therefore, as unbelievable as it was, perhaps everything Rorerei had said was true.
He had truly seen a real dragon, and had even drawn a bottle of blood from it.
If that was the case, then it was not difficult to explain how Rorerei had discovered that Stella was not a fire mage but an ability user of the Concept Interference type, despite Stella herself not realizing it.
It was all because Rorerei had seen a real dragon.
Rorerei was...
(Just what kind of person is he?)
Stella grew increasingly curious about Rorerei's identity and origins.
However, this was not the time to satisfy her curiosity.
At present, Stella had only one decision to make.
That was whether or not to swallow the bottle of Dragon Blood.
This left Stella unable to avoid hesitating.
It was not that she distrusted Rorerei. She simply had no idea what she would become after swallowing something of such unknown origin.
Wasn't this the sort of hesitation anyone would have?
When faced with something claiming to be dragon's blood, who could simply