I, Viretta, Am Going to Hunt a Dragon

Iola urged his horse forward in response to Viretta’s signal.

The dragon, awakened by the explosion, raised its head high, glancing around. After a moment, it stopped and turned its head, attracted by the scent of blood. The dragon tilted its head and slowly moved toward the pit. Its eyes blinked repeatedly, and it cocked its head as it turned its body toward Viretta.

Since the horses were already far away, the dragon's head appeared small, about the size of a large gate.

However, something unexpected happened. Despite the dragon's interest in the scent of blood, it looked perplexed.

It was strange that Viretta could sense such emotions on the dragon's face, and a chilling sense of foreboding crept over her.@@novelbin@@

"It seems its eyesight is good. It's looking at us like 'That doesn't seem right,'" Viretta observed.

The original plan had been to lure the dragon using the scent of blood.

The reason for rushing the horses was to hide their presence in the forest and make the dragon think a wounded antelope was escaping.

But the dragon seemed to have better eyesight than expected. It was able to accurately distinguish the hidden horses from the antelope.

Whether it could see far distances or simply distinguish between objects, it was clear that the dragon had some level of visual ability.

"Can it properly distinguish between objects? Can it tell humans from other creatures?" Viretta mused.

Iola, hearing this, lit up with interest. He quickly turned to observe the dragon’s eyes, eager to strengthen the section on vision in the Dragon Research Journal – Sensory Perception.

"If we take the time, do you think we can train it not to attack humans? As long as it doesn’t attack immediately—"