Tigre found himself awake on a bed in a strange hut. The spring sun was shining through the window pane, and the sounds of children playing were heard outside.
He found himself covered in sweat, and the air felt heavy.
Tigre lifted his upper body and immediately felt dizzy. He was naked and had bandages all over his body. “What had happened to me?” he said. As he tried to remember, he had severe headache. He held his head in his hands and moaned low.
“Lord Tigrevurmud Vorn.”
A woman’s voice came from very close to him, and in the next instant, he felt something soft press against his face. It was the woman who was holding him. His whole face was buried deep between her breasts.
“Are you all right? Does it hurt anywhere?”
“I’m fine. I think so.”
The other party let go of Tigre with a sigh of relief. It was a shame, he thought.
The woman’s figure was tall and slender, but well-developed where it should be. The arms were slender, but you could feel the suppleness that came with exercise. The silk garment, which was pushed up from the inside, had surprisingly large breasts, and his face was buried in them–Tigre lifted his head as soon as he thought of this.
A blonde woman with blue eyes was staring at him with a worried face, her eyes red. Her hair was tied back and to the left of her head, and she usually dresses in a way that allows her body to move easily.
Was she crying? He was hesitant to ask that frankly for same reason.
Tigre called her name in lieu of a question.His words were filled with joy.
“Lim, I’m glad you’re safe.”
As he watched her being caught in the dragon’s claws, Tigre feared as if his heart had been strangled tightly. He was also worried about her safety as he clung to the dragon’s back.
“Are you all right?”
“Thank you for your concern. As you can see, there are a few bruises, but they shouldn’t be too bad.”
Lim held up her bandaged arm for him to see.
“That’s relief,” he said.
Tigre exhaled deeply, and then remembered something. Then he remembered something.
“By the way, where is this place? It looks like a village.”
“It’s hard to believe. But we are now in a village somewhere in the Pennine Mountains, on the island of Asvarre.”
Tigre got out of bed and looked out the window.
It seemed that the sun had been up for some time, warming the ground sufficiently. Out of the window, he could see a vast field with men and women working in it.
The peasants wore simple linen clothes, similar to those from the mainland. However, there were some details that seemed different from those of Zhcted and Brune, such as the fact that the sashes were knotted three times instead of two, and that the men and women working in the fields exposed their arms up to their shoulders.
“So this is really Asvarre Island,” he said.
In that case, those people were the Asvaris.
Judging from the faces of the enemy soldiers observed in the battle, at least their looks are not much different from those of the tough soldiers. At most, only the decoration of the helmet or the style of the badge on the armor will vary from country to country.
Tigre looked out the window again, and sighed deeply.
“The color of the clouds is different.”
“Yes. And, the air is relatively humid.”
Is this the everyday scene in this land?
Thinking about it, Tigre realized even more deeply that he had come to a place far away from the homeland of his birth.
“How long have I been asleep?”
“I see.” Tigre replied, nodding at the same time.
“Have you been watching over me? Thank you.”
“You owe me a lot.”
Lim replied jokingly.
By the way, the island of Asvarre is about ten days away from their original location. Dragons are really fast. Tigre now shudders at the thought.
“Now we’re in big trouble.”
“At least Lim is safe,” said Tigre forcing a cheerful smile.