Na'er Stood Beside Them and, for the First Time, Felt Like an Unwanted Little Stray Dragon

Gu Yue's eyes lit up. She shot both claws forward and snatched it back.

A moment ago, she had been crying as though her whole world were falling apart.

The instant the fruit returned to her arms, the Little Silver Dragon visibly came back to life.

She gave Na'er no chance to touch it again.

She pulled it tight against her chest, turned her back on Na'er, and buried her head in Lin An's arms with a swish.

Her little body quickly curled into a ball.

The fruit was pressed to her chest.

Lin An shielded her from the outside.

She tucked herself into the very back.

Three layers of defense, without a single gap.

All Na'er could see was a silver tail sticking out from the crook of Lin An's arm.

And that tail was held rigidly straight.

It looked indignant from every angle.

Na'er: "..."

She looked down at her now-empty hand.

Then she looked at Gu Yue, who had disappeared completely into Lin An's arms.

For a moment, she felt an utterly absurd pang of guilt.

Did I... bully a child?

The thought had barely surfaced before Na'er found it ridiculous.

The problem was—this was Gu Yue, damn it.

Strictly speaking, she was the Silver Dragon King's original personality.

The Gu Yue who talked every day about the Soul Beasts' great cause, about how humans couldn't be trusted, and about how the future of all Soul Beasts rested on her shoulders.

She had lived through countless years and inherited the Silver Dragon King's divinity and mission.

And now, just because Na'er had taken her fruit for a moment, she was crying in someone's arms like a three-year-old.

Na'er was beginning to wonder whether something was wrong with her memory.

"I really just wanted to look at it."