C38
“Mistress."
“Luci, lion...?"
When I turned my head, I saw Lucilion with a pale face. I let out a short sigh.
“Yes, it seems urgent..."
“Ah."
“I delivered the letter to the red dragon and told the white fox that everything was fine."
“Yes, thank you. But you must leave immediately."
“Yes, I'm already on my way."
Lucilion hoisted Enosh onto his back.
Because
he had been sick for a long time, Enosh, despite being 12 years old,
was smaller than Lucilion, who was around 10 years old, and he leaned
helplessly on Lucilion's back.
“Ha, being carried on the back of a worthless squire who stinks of sweat..."
Even in this situation, he still talks like this...
“Where should I take him?"
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IBRV (Novel)