Theo was taken aback. “No way. You came because of me?”

[That’s right.]

The sand dragon, Desertio’s, assertion was surprising. However, it was a natural response. The dragon had been around since the Age of Mythology. What did it want with Theo? It was a different situation from Aquilo, who had grown interested in Theo after interacting with him. Living for millennia had created a manner of thinking which mortals couldn’t understand.

Theo’s eyes trembled nervously. He couldn’t help feeling guilty because of the danger the sand dragon’s presence brought to the investigation team.

However, Desertio spoke in a gentle voice.

[Don’t be too nervous, young magician. I didn’t come with the intention of harming you.]

Theo’s battle intuition wasn’t going off, as if to prove Desertio’s words. Regardless of whether Desertio was speaking the truth, Theo was forced to go along. This conversation might be the only lifeline before a death sentence was passed on them.

“... Can I ask what your business is?”

It was good to know that the conversation could go in both directions. So, Theo raised his courage and...