In the depths of the mine, the passage of time was always so dull.
Day after day, year after year.
Until the young Sub-human grew a full beard, until the wounded Black Dragon gradually healed.
"Miss Odosia, today I've brought Red Pig from Yonette that I bought from the market, the taste is absolutely fantastic!"
The young Sub-human, carrying a fat red-haired wild boar, cheerfully said.
"Isn't there a problem with you frequently bringing food into the mine?"
"Don't worry, I always sneak through a secret passage at night, no one has found out,"
Kael said with a smile.
"Thank you..."
"What are you thanking me for? I should be thanking you for the Mithril chunks you give me every time! Aren't we friends?"
...
My name is Odosia.
I am a true Black Dragon.
I had thought that as a proud Black Dragon, friendship and companionship could never be a part of a dragon's life.
But I seemed to have been wrong.
