"By the way, how about your training, Mr. Meleo? Is everything going well? "
Hearing Anna's question, Meleonarch became fixated on his palms which he opened in the direction of his face.
" ... I don't know whether it could be called smooth, .... "
"Ah, sorry ... I didn't mean to ..."
"No, it's okay!" Meleonarch showed a smile at Anna, before looking back at the green scenery in front of him and saying "Jormungand, heaven-eating dragon serpent ... I must either call it a curse or a gift to be able to grasp this power now"
" ... Do something happen, Mr. Meleo ?"
"Ah, no… everything is going well, all the training that the teachers gave me so that I can control the power of this dragon snake I passed well. Even now I can control my transformation from human to dragon scales form and vice versa.
It just, every time I meditate and look inside myself ... I always saw a figure "
"Figure?"
