Noah sighed, patting Muell’s butt. “It’s not your fault this time, Mu. You don’t have to feel sorry, because this seems to be my problem.”

“Noah’s not at fault…” The tearful Muell answered with a nasal voice. The little boy who couldn’t even come close to her was sobbing, and Noah wanted to cry as well.

“Hey, you’re making me cry. What’s wrong with you? It’s because I got into a weird body in the first place. If only I had brought my body with me…”

“No, I always give Noah a hard time. I’m always putting you in trouble…”

The spectating Kyle then interrupted their emotional conversation. “Both of you stop it. This conversation will continue later and if someone has to be apologized to, it should be me. Offer your tears to me, not to each other.”

Both had nothing to say, so they kept their mouths shut. Ever since Noah regained consciousness, she retraced her actions one by one since she had imprinted with Muell on the Angelic. Now that she thought of it, there were many moments that she seemed different even after Adrian had placed the restraints on her.

Without any certainty that Lenia she encountered was a fake, she attacked her. She also knocked unconscious an innocent employee from Adrian’s library. When she learned that Adrian had stolen Eleonora’s designs, she contemplated whether or not she would forcefully confront him. Lastly, just a few hours ago, she also used violence against Donalian Culton.

But the scariest thing was, she was justifying her actions with logic. In other words, Noah was becoming a hybrid that combined the normative thinking learned as a human being and the inhumanity of a dragon.

[Worried?]

The fairies landed on her shoulders. Among the fairies, a fairy with intricate wings spoke fluently.[I can feel the dragon in you. Obviously the contract you made with this baby dragon is to bring the dragon into your power, but now you’re in trouble.]

Muell leaped out of Noah’s arms. Far away, in front of the road, the fairies were spinning round and round, pointing somewhere. It was a crossroad again.

“That must be where the miners are.” Kyle followed Muell, who was one step ahead. On the other hand, Noah’s steps were slowing down. The fairy sitting on her shoulder continued to talk smoothly.

[That’s obvious, isn’t it? Because the bond between the soul and the body is terribly weak.]

Her steps suddenly stopped. The fairy flew right in front of her eyes. Noah answered slowly, attempting to clear her confused mind. “I know that. It’s because I’m not the original owner of this body. That’s why I’m being overly swayed by other people’s mana. But it can’t be helped.”

[Why can’t it be helped?]

The fairy tilted its head in wonder, and Noah felt like she was becoming more stupid by every second. “So you’re telling me to get out of this body and find another body that’s more compatible with me? Die again and wander through the countryside?”[Why do you have to look for a different body?]

The conversation went off strangely. What could the fairy possibly be talking about? When Noah was about to raise her voice in frustration, Kyle called her name from afar.

“Miss Noah.” He approached Noah and touched her forehead with his hand. “I think you’re overdoing it… Are you all right?”

Noah looked up at Kyle blankly. As she came to the face of the witch reflected in his violet orbs, enlightenment gradually dawned on her. I don’t have to find the right body, do I? Are you saying that I can go back to Park Noah’s body?

“How can I do that?”

“Yes?” Kyle asked back, confused. But she wasn’t already looking at him. Waving away the fairies that swirled around her, Kyle frowned and dragged her. “Miss Noah, what’s wrong with you-”

“How can I get back? I thought I must have died.”

What Noah had seen right after her death was her lifeless body lying low on a bed. Then, she found herself in another dimension, foreign to her.

After wandering for a long time in a starlit space, Noah came to this world at one point, and then, after wandering in the wind for a while, she happened to see Eleonora in her mansion and went through the chimney. She didn’t know what had happened to her body since then. If she was indeed already dead, there would have been a simple funeral, and she would have been buried underneath the ground for a long time now…

But what if it was not too late?