I, Viretta, Am Going to Hunt a Dragon

Chapter 68

The fear of "possibly dying" doesn't come easily.@@@@

For mercenaries who risk their lives on the battlefield, it may be a familiar story, but for ordinary people living in the city, it's something they don’t often think about.

Recognizing the possibility of death and genuinely feeling fear are entirely different things.

The probability of death is scattered everywhere, varying only in degree. There’s a chance of dying from a horse kick, or being attacked by stray dogs or bandits on the road.

Her ribs ached.

Viretta struggled to swallow and looked up. It was hard even to breathe properly.

The roar of the dragon, which she knew could only be the voice of a dragon, made the hairs on her body stand up.

It felt like dozens of insects were crawling all over her skin.

The huge body of the dragon, covered in scales, moved above her head, smooth and heavy.

Heeheeheeheeing!

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