Hill rested a hand on the unconscious Otherworld Whale's head and turned to Telly. "I need to speak with him now. His soul hasn't been corrupted yet.
"He's a remarkably strong child. He's still fighting even now.
"Don't you think he's a little like you, Telly?
"You're both pretty tough.
"By the way, I left a gift for you in the study. Don't you want to take a look?"
Telly struggled with himself for a long time, but his gaze remained fixed on the bell in Hill's other hand. He had been so close to getting it first!
Even if he couldn't destroy it, he could at least have locked it away in his own storeroom!
Once he had it, Hill would surely be too embarrassed to ask for it back!
Damn it!
Why was Hill faster than a dragon?
"Oh, this? I picked up this little treasure in Silver Moon City a while ago. It's a magical item that attacks with sound waves." Hill watched Telly refuse to give up and added casually, "You seem awfully interested. Do you know where it came from, Telly?"
Telly stared blankly at Hill, then finally understood what his friend meant.
He couldn't avoid being laughed at by his parents, but as long as they didn't tell anyone else, he could still save face.
At worst, whenever Telly went out in the future, he simply wouldn't sleep—or at least wouldn't sleep in dragon form. Then no one would find out.
Telly tilted his head and thought hard for ages. Hill had already finished discussing the future with the Otherworld Whale by the time Telly stamped his foot and flew back to the study. A gift Hill had bothered to mention couldn't be some ordinary magical trinket. It had to be worth more than