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Humming cheerfully, Noelle strolled down the road toward the central district of Skyborne City. She was in high spirits. Watching the city take down a beast tide had thrilled her, and though she still yearned for more action, her heart was content.
"Hmm…?"
Her nose twitched slightly. A flicker of confusion, followed by faint displeasure, crossed her face. She had picked up a scent she didn't like, faintly reminiscent of the undead plane. Noelle detested the death-stained stench of that place.
Dragons possessed extraordinary olfactory senses. Noelle was certain about what she had smelled. There could be no mistake.
Looking around, she noticed a group of people silently passing by. Their attire and matching insignias marked them as members of the same research group.
"Mm."
After a brief moment of thought, Noelle realized they were likely returning from the undead plane. That would explain the aura clinging to them—an aura she instinctively loathed.
Slowing her steps, she deliberately widened the gap between herself and the group, allowing them to move ahead.
She had time. So long as she made it back in time for the evening lessons with Avia and her brother, there was no rush. It was fine to take a leisurely pace, especially if it meant not having to breathe the air around those reeking of undeath.
The group paid her no mind. They continued on in silence and soon vanished from view.
"Hm?"
Noelle glanced curiously at the still-novel...
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