Cemetery Golem (1)

Pretending to be a baby wyvern.

Pushed for flight training and falling to death.

Grand prize winner in the category of World's Most Foolishly Dead Snake!

As fierce wind struck my face.

As the dizzying sensation of falling spread through my body with a tingle.

That's what I thought.

'Isil, at least you survive.'

If it falls while attached to my body, Isil might get badly hurt too.

Light-bodied Isil would be fine if it separated.

Flick flick.

But who knew it would understand words so quickly.

Were you that smart?

Whoosh!

Like a fighter jet's cockpit being emergency ejected.

Isil whooshed off my body.

'Isil...!'

What is this feeling of betrayal?

This traitor chimera plant.

Still. Live happily.

Even without me, well.

Since it's too barren here.

Go a bit further south.

Stay with the triplets for now, until you grow a bit more.