��What?�

The Dragon half-blood�s two hands flinched. The light that was gathering started to shake.
Confusion was visible on his face.

�That Dragon shares my blood? What is he talking about?�

Dorph had a look of disgust on his face as he threw a black spear that was different than Raon�s toward the Dragon half-blood.

�Why are you feigning ignorance when you dared to betray your father who created you to help your dongsaeng?! Do you not know what a blessing is because you are a monster?�

��Dongsaeng? I have a dongsaeng?�

The Dragon half-blood�s pupils started to shake. He did not have a dongsaeng.

However, there was something that came to mind.

There was something he did a few years ago, the first and only thing he ever did against the White Star�s orders.
It was something that he had stealthily asked someone heading over to the Western continent to do because he thought the White Star was less likely to find out about it as they were on the Eastern continent.

��Redika.�

Yes, he had asked that bastard to help him out.
They called him the blood-crazed mage, but the Dragon half-blood had thought he was trustworthy. That bastard had been loyal to him.
The bastard who was crazy about the color red considered him to almost be a god because he had the heart of a red Dragon.

�Perhaps?�

The Dragon half-blood started to think about something.

�Kahahaha! Did you give up already?�

The black spear that Dorph had thrown was now in front of his face while Dorph approached and shouted out loud while swinging the large sword in his hand toward the Dragon half-blood.

A spear and sword.
Two different weapons were attacking the Dragon half-blood. However, this was the first time the Dragon half-blood could not focus on the battlefield.
He blankly stared at the sword and spear flying toward him.

Baaaaaaaaaang!

A large explosion occurred.
The Dragon half-blood�s body was pushed back.

Tap.

However, there was someone who caught him.

��Cale Henituse.� JrNovels.com