Not strong enough.

Lance’s words were like a giant stone thrown into a deep pond, creating ripples in Mira’s heart.

The reason she had to rely on the Dragon’s evil reputation to survive in the tower was because she wasn’t strong enough.

Mira knew this. She had already realized it herself, but sometimes, it only truly sinks in when spoken by someone else.

Just as she was about to thank Lance, she saw the blue-haired man slump back onto the cushion.

Because of the wounds below his chest, every movement was agonizingly difficult.

The Blue Dragon stared blankly at the surrounding darkness.

His human form made him incredibly weak.

Mira chuckled lightly. She pushed herself up from the cushion, but the movement was so swift that everything in her vision momentarily turned black. After a brief pause, she steadied herself and took a few steps toward Lance.

The Blue Dragon’s gaze shifted toward her.

"Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping?"

Mira didn’t answer him right away. She snapped her fingers, and with a crisp sound, a light flickered around her.

It was a little trick.

In the world of magic, spells that didn’t require a medium to filter and didn’t harm the caster were referred to as cantrips.

Lance’s eyes lit up for a moment.

"Light spell and meditation spell?"

He was surprised. These were two entirely different levels of magic. The former was a cantrip, something that could be cast without a medium, while the latter was a mid-level spell that required a medium to filter the violent energies.

"Yes." Mira nodded, smiling. "I modified the incantations of both the light spell and meditation spell, creating a version of meditation that doesn’t require a medium and is at the cantrip level."

Of course, the power of this spell couldn’t replace sleep like the full meditation spell, but it was quite effective in relieving fatigue for a short period.

"You’re quite creative." The Blue Dragon didn’t hesitate to compliment her.

To a dragon, neither the light spell nor the meditation spell was considered powerful. What surprised him was that, in a sense, Mira had created an entirely new form of magic.

Using magic and creating magic were two completely different concepts. A mage who was skilled in using magic could become a powerful sorcerer, but one who was skilled in creating magic would inevitably become a legendary tower mage.

Every tower mage had the ability to create their own spells.

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Although it was just a low-level spell, Mira had indeed demonstrated extraordinary talent.

"Thank you." Mira thanked him for the compliment and squatted down beside Lance. "Do you feel any better?"

After an entire night, he should have absorbed the full restorative power of the healing spell by now.

The Blue Dragon blinked. "Much better."

Mira’s gaze dropped to his legs. "I’ll go to a nearby village to find a doctor. Magic can stop the wounds from getting worse, but these burns and charred skin still need treatment…" Her voice softened, and she couldn’t help but feel pity as she looked at his badly damaged legs. Wasn’t it cruel to explain this so matter-of-factly to a patient?

Bring someone else to the tower? Lance instinctively resisted. Agreeing to let Mira stay here was already his limit.

A human doctor? They would surely notice his differences.

Lance knew that as a dragon, his ability to absorb and convert magic was far beyond that of any human mage.

Mira’s healing spell had been quite successful. If the necrotic skin was removed, fresh tissue might already be growing underneath.

If people discovered that he was the current "Dragon of Magic," things would get complicated.

"No one would want to come here," Lance said to Mira. "This is the Dragon’s Tower."

"I know." Mira stared at his injuries. "But we can’t just leave it like this. I don’t have any medicine. If I did, maybe I could help treat it…" Her voice trailed off, reluctant to continue.

"Medicine?" Lance turned his head toward her.

He recalled his collection. On the upper floors of the tower, he had an entire storage room filled with herbs and a cabinet full of alchemical potions.

"Yes." Mira said, "The Magic Nexus used to have many magical ointments, enchanted from regular herbs. Their effects are far superior to regular plants."

It was somewhat like alchemy…

Lance nodded. "No need to get a doctor. I know there are magical ointments in the tower."

He struggled to lift his arm. "If you can fetch them for me, I can try to prepare the potion."

"You can make potions?" Mira was a little surprised. In the Magic Nexus, mages, potion masters, and magical tool artisans belonged to different departments.

Lance chuckled dryly.

Blue Dragons excelled at everything related to magic.

"Where are they?" Mira asked. Deep down, she was somewhat reluctant to search for items in the tower.

How had the Dragon obtained these collections? After seeing those eyeballs, Mira had her answer. He had acquired them through plunder. She truly had no choice but to rely on the Dragon’s name for protection due to her lack of strength, but she could become stronger in the future. However, if she used his plundered resources, she would end up becoming a bandit as well.

Mira felt a little disheartened. While using the Dragon’s collection was indeed convenient, she didn’t want to be the one benefiting from it.

"Never mind. Tell me what kind of medicine you need, and I’ll go buy it in the town." She decided to go to a farther town and pick up some everyday supplies as well.

She wouldn’t use the Dragon’s medicine or his food.

Mira felt more at ease relying on herself. She had payment from the king.

Lance sighed in resignation. The herbs were all collected by him, not the Dragon. But after telling Mira all this, would the clever girl pick up on the problem? She already knew that he had secrets.

"I can take you there." Seeing that Mira was persistent, Lance had no choice but to agree.

"Mm?" Mira was confused. "It’ll take several hours to get to the town from here. How will you take me?"

Lance looked at her. "I’ll teleport you there, then pick you up in two hours."

"You know teleportation?" Mira couldn’t hide her surprise.

She remembered the book that was pressed down on Lance.

Teleportation was a long-lost legendary spell!

"Yes. It’s not a difficult spell." The Blue Dragon coughed lightly. For humans, this spell was indeed very difficult, but he was a Blue Dragon.

"Wait a moment." Mira immediately perked up. "I’ll go prepare some gold and make a shopping list."

Mira rushed off. After all, not even the Magic Nexus, which was known for having the world’s most powerful mages, had anyone who could cast teleportation.

She had randomly met a man who could perform such a powerful spell.

Lance watched Mira’s figure disappear, exhaling slowly.

He closed his eyes and felt the energy within his body gradually healing. He wasn’t sure if it would be enough to cast the teleportation spell.

Mira seemed so happy—he couldn’t afford to disappoint her.