Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

"What happened?"

Lyra lifted her head from Ian's chest and asked in confusion, not sensing Ignysyl.

"Oh... by the way, you can remove your concealment now. Let her see who you are."

Seeing Lyra's puzzled expression, Ian ordered Ignysyl. Now that they were alone in a separate room, away from Ignisia Tower and others' sight, there was no need to hide anymore.

"Oh, are you talking about your friend?"

Lyra recalled Ian's words from Ignisia Tower and suddenly realized who he was speaking to.

"Okay, let her witness my grandeur, then."

Ignysyl nodded and withdrew the influence of Rule surrounding his body, allowing Lyra to see him.

Just as Lyra was wondering who could hide from her sight and communicate only with Ian, she saw the silhouette of a small figure suddenly appear on his shoulder.

The tiny creature in front of her looked like a cute monster, its ember-like scales glowing, wings flickering with flames, and tiny horns radiating a soft fiery light.

Its shimmering eyes, a mix of orange and gold, gazed at her with an intelligence that seemed unmatched by its small form.

However, Lyra wasn't captivated by its beauty, nor was she startled by Ignysyl's sudden appearance. Instead, she focused on a single thought, narrowing her eyes in disbelief.

"Dragon?"

She shouted in disbelief, certain that she wasn't mistaken—a living dragon was right in front of her.

She had considered many possibilities when Ian mentioned having a friend—perhaps a spirit, a pet, or even an entity like the elf her sister was connected to.

But even in her wildest imagination, she never thought it could be a dragon.

She was certain Ignysyl was one as her half-succubus bloodline stirred uncomfortably the moment he appeared before her.

If not for her bond with Ian, she might have instinctively lowered her head, overwhelmed by the sheer bloodline hierarchy Ignysyl unconsciously radiated.

Their life levels weren't remotely the same. How could she meet the gaze of a dragon with her incomplete demonic bloodline?

But this also revealed something about Ian—he never seemed to be affected by Ignysyl's presence at all.

"Yes, lady. I am the mighty dragon you've only heard of in lore and myth. I stand above all. There is no one in this world more awesome than me."

Seeing the surprise in Lyra's eyes followed by an unconscious shout, Ignysyl's earlier complaints vanished as he proudly praised himself.

He even increased the range and intensity of the flames around his wings, attempting to make himself look even more magnificent—at least in his own eyes.

"Pfft..."

Unfortunately for him, despite his grand speech, his young body and voice betrayed him.

After coming out of her surprise, Lyra couldn't stop giggling at the sight of a dragon, an existence she had once thought untouchable, striking such an exaggerated pose.

She even found it cute due to his behavior.

'This just confirms how amazing my man is, right? He even has a dragon with him.'

She smiled and hugged Ian again, feeling proud.

"What... Why are you laughing? Don't you know how powerful and rare dragons are? I'm not lying—I really am awesome! There is no one above me."

Ignysyl felt slighted and hurriedly defended his dignity. Then, noticing Ian's expression darken, he quickly added,

"Of course, your man is also great. He comes right after me... No, no, he's equal to me in awesomeness!"

"Pfft..."

The little dragon assumed Ian was displeased with him showing off in front of Lyra, so he hastily tried to praise him as well. This only made Lyra giggle even more.

"Okay, can you stop showing off for a second? You're the only awesome one here; no need to drag me into it."

Seeing Ignysyl getting out of control, Ian stopped him just in time. Then, turning to Lyra, he formally introduced him.

"As you can see, he is indeed a dragon. A juvenile one I met in Ignisia Tower."

"Um... did you make a contract with him? That scent I picked up on you—it was his, right?"

Lyra nodded and then asked while still looking at Ignysyl in slight surprise.

Despite giggling at his self-praise, she knew Ignysyl's words weren't just boasts.

As far as she knew, dragons were myths, with their power beyond comprehension for lesser beings like them. And they were considered darlings of nature.

She couldn't understand how Ian managed to form a contract with such a creature despite being far weaker than one.

However, after noticing the constant fiery prongs surrounding his body, resembling the flames of the tower from the outside, she had her guess.

"His name is Ignysyl."

Sure enough, Ian's next words confirmed her guess, making her heart skip a beat.

So, she couldn't help but ask Ian, with worry clear on her face. After all, she already understood who Ignysyl was—the name was a clear giveaway, and it was too much of a coincidence.

"Ian, is this... alright? Isn't this too dangerous?"

She still remembered that Ron had mentioned it before they entered the tower, describing the dragon used to create the tower as a monarch-level being when it was alive.

She had no idea how a figure who supposedly perished thousands of years ago was now alive and in the form of a child, but she didn't want Ian involved with something so dangerous. Explore stories at My Virtual Library Empire

"Haha... Don't worry, it's fine. Can't you feel it already?"

Ian chuckled and directly allowed Lyra to sense the bond between him and Ignysyl. Without the Primal Bond, even he would have been wary of dealing with Ignysyl, no matter how harmless he seemed now.

So, he indeed understood her thoughts and showed his card so that she wouldn't worry unnecessarily.

"Um... then it seems fine."

Lyra, of course, sensed the powerful spiritual connection between them, even stronger than her own.

Feeling relieved that there didn't seem to be an immediate problem, she sighed relaxedly.

"Hey, why are you acting like I'm some kind of monster? I helped him a lot inside the tower, okay? Not to mention, I even helped you remove that mark."

Ignysyl pouted, displeased by her wariness and their interactions.

Though he had come to understand a few things after being freed from the Glowy Spire, he wasn't the villain she seemed to think he was. And nobody liked being suspected for nothing.

"Yeah, remember that circle of fire I used in the tower? He was helping you with something at that time."

Ian added, supporting Ignysyl since he truly had helped them both. So, he didn't want to strain their relationship just with this.

"Is that so? Then I worried for nothing."

Hearing that Ignysyl had helped her, Lyra raised her eyebrow and immediately felt guilty for her earlier doubts.

Although her suspicion and worry were valid, she shouldn't just jump to the conclusion.

So, she turned to the tiny dragon on Ian's shoulder and apologized gracefully.

"I am really sorry. I shouldn't have said those things, and I am truly grateful that you helped me and Ian before. How about we become friends too?"

No matter how small or juvenile it was, what stood before her was a living dragon and possibly a monarch-level existence in his heyday.

His potential was unmatched.