Chapter 7

“Pick up the dead wolf, make sure the child is safe, and then escort him home.”

Passing the bow to the knight, Lushen glanced towards the forest where the wolves had fled.

The reason he’s here at this time was to find the missing dragon egg.

The search for the egg came at night, ordered by Grand Duke Ernest to find it as soon as possible.

He divided the knights into groups and sent them to the east, west, north, and south, starting from the capital.

And he himself led the knights to the east.

No one knows where the egg in question is.

The reason he came to this village is because the priests of the Imperial Palace Temple said they felt energy in the east.

The east.

Since the dragon’s egg disappeared, they have been searching every village located east of the palace for more than 10 days.

And finally they reached this town.

There was no day or night for them.

He shot a bow when he saw a wolf attacking the child on their way out to speed up the search.

No matter how busy they’re on their way, it is not upto the knights to pretend to not know when a child is in danger.

“Baron!”

Lushen turned his head to an urgent voice when he tried to get on the horse.

“Ba, Baron, here!”

The atmosphere of the knights surrounding the child was unusual.

“What’s going on?”

Eventually, Lushen, who gave up getting on the horse, walked to the place where the knights surrounded the child.

“What the hell is going on…”

Lushen, who was already disturbed by someone calling him for something unimportant, stopped the moment he saw the child.

And the eyes grew with surprise.

The moment he saw the child’s eyes in the knight’s arm, he noticed it.

The little child in front of him was from the very egg they have been searching for more than 10 days.

Portraits of the emperors of the past, decorated in the corridor of Aeon, the main palace of the imperial palace, emerged in his head.

The common feature of the emperors in the portrait is their purple eyes.

Except the emperor, in other words, no one but the dragon can have purple eyes. Purple eyes are eyes that a person can never have.

“Your, Your Majesty… Lushen’s lips quivered.

He should have said, ‘I found the Emperor,’ but he couldn’t open his mouth.1

The angry face of Grand Duke Ernest rose to his head.

The egg is broken and the dragon has hatched and now in front of his eyes, who hatched the dragon?

Who would have done such a great thing?

It is obvious that Grand Duke Ernest will not let any man live by doing such a thing.

“Your Majesty the Emperor!”

Lushen yells like that and fall on his knees.

The other knights around Sigmund, followed him with a confused face.

Sigmund, who had no idea why they were lying down, muttered with a puzzled look at the thought of being scolded by Adele.

“I have to go to town.”

Coming down from the knight’s arms, Sigmund waved at the knights lying down around him.

“If it’s too late, Adele will wake up, so I’ll go.”

And when he was about to fly with his wings flapping,

“Your Majesty!”

Lushen grabbed Sigmund’s ankle.

“It hurts.”

Sigmund frowned at his strong hand.

“It hurts. Don’t hold it.”

“You can’t go like this!”

“It hurts.”

Sigmund swelled his cheek at Lushen, who held his slender ankle tightly and wouldn’t let go.1

It means “I’m angry.”

It means “Let it go quickly because I’m very angry now,” but it was clear that he didn’t notice it.

“I’ll take you to Grand Duke Ernest now. Please come with us, Your Majesty.”

But Lushen was desperate now. Heaven finally helped. Otherwise, who would have thought that this night they would meet the child from the egg that disappeared to this place?

He can’t lose the Emperor here.

“No, and will you let me go?”

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I’ll dare to be disrespectful.”

Lushen said, who had little heart to let go of the Sigmund, glance at the knights.

“Take His Majesty.”

They must take him by force. If they miss him here now, Grand Duke Ernest  will try to cut his throat.

They say it’s a dragon, but he is just a child who has just woken up directly from an  egg.

Lushen has never seen a dragon. It’s the same for everyone in the kingdom.

The last dragon had already returned to their world three hundred years ago.

In the kingdom of Vissen, no living person has ever seen a dragon in person, but everyone knows about its  legend that once a fire was fired, the entire forest was burned in a flash, and  once a flapping of its wings make the entire river run dry.

There was a legend that said the castle was destroyed by the gust of its wind. But such external power did not make the dragon a target of fear. The dragon’s ability to make real people two is magic.

In the first place, Lushen thought it was an exaggerated legend and did not know if it was true that the dragon could turn a continent into dust in no time if it wanted to, but it would not be just a false legend.

Because all legends are based on truth.

To think it’s such a scary dragon, but it’s still a little child.

Lushen, who thought he could take enough now, lifted Sigmund with both hands.

“Don’t!”

Sigmund looked angrily at him, who suddenly lifted him up. He didn’t see Sigmund’s cheeks puffing tight.

Sigmund, with his lips clenched and his cheeks inflated, grasped his waist tightly and opened his tight-lipped mouth towards Lushen, who walked to where the horse was.

It was then.

“I told you not to!”

“Argh!”

As soon as Sigmund shouted out, pushing out the air he had in his cheek, the knights in the position screamed out.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Flames spew out of Sigmund’s mouth.1

They were at loss.

An immensely hot flame hit Lushen’s face, who was holding Sigmund’s waist.

It was a hot fire that was completely different from the usual, as if the flesh would melt away by the touch.

“Ahhhhh!”

Screaming, Lushen let go of the hand that was holding Sigmund’s waist, and Sigmund’s body flew straight up.

This was the first time Lushen experienced such flame in his life.

There have been times when they fought in flames while going to war, but the flames emitted by Sigmund were not compatible with such fires.

Is this the kind of fire in hell?

Lushen screamed, covering his face with his hand.

“The baron caught fire!”

“Put off the fire!”

“Fire!”

“Get the water! No, the outer garment…!”

Lushen covers his face with both hands.

He faltered back on the ground and screamed in anguish, and the knights scrambled to put out the fire on his face.

Taking off the cape on his shoulder, they tried to put out the fire on his face and looked up at Sigmund, who flew high into the sky while the knights were flustered.

“Hah, hah. “

Flapping his wings in the sky, Sigmund tried to exhale the flames again. But no matter how hard he try, the flames are even worse.

However, there was no more fire. Apparently, there was a huge fire a little while ago, but now there was no flame, not even a small one.

“Ha, Ha!”

He sucked the wind into his mouth and spew it out, and a small flame came out but soon snapped.

“There’s no more fire.”

But he found something new. Not only can he fly in the sky, but he can also shoot fire.

That’s a strong enough fire to defeat the bad guys.

“I should brag to Adele.”4

What’s good about being able to give off fire?

“From now on, I’ll light the fireplace and burn the trash.”1

Sigmund knew that Adele’s face was covered with ash from blowing wind with her mouth when she lit the fire on the fireplace every day. But it won’t happen from tomorrow.

He can blow fire with his mouth.

“There’s a lot to brag about to Adele. I flew in the sky, I blew fire, and… And…”

Sigmund looked down.

The body of the wolf was down there.

“I saw a big dog, too. I should brag. Adele has never seen a dog that big.”

Calling the wolf a big dog, Sigmund flew towards the house, not the village.

Because he forgot his resolution to go to the village and get some pretty clothes.

None of the knights cared about Sigmund’s flight. This is because it was urgent to save Lushen in front of them.

After flapping the cape, the fire on Lushen’s face went out.

When the fire was barely extinguished, a groan of anguish flowed from Lushen’s fingers, covering his face with both hands.

The knights quickly put out the fire, but already his hair were all burnt.

It’s not just his hair that’s burnt. His flesh was as if it melted in the terrible flames, and his head, ears, and face were completely disfigured.1

But it was Grand Duke Ernest who made him more afraid than the pain of the burn on his face.

If the Grand Duke found out that he had missed the dragon, he would be furious, but he didn’t know how to handle it.

Lushen shuddered.

The first dragon he met also aroused fear in him. He didn’t know dragons were like that. Even now, it is terrifying, but how much fear will its existence bring if it becomes an adult Dragons? Maybe the last 300 years without dragons were a blessing.

It was clear that nothing would stop it now that such a thing had awakened from the egg after three hundred years. There is no such thing as an emperor who rules a kingdom, but a beast that exterminates it.

“Uh, uh…”

…It was a miracle that he survived. At the extreme fear that he had never experienced before, Lushen trembled with fear more than pain. But the fearsome being has only just woken up.

About ten days now. Then how much more difficult will it be in the future? Is the emperor a blessing or a disaster? Does Grand Duke Ernest  know that dragons are such beings?

The Grand Duke is a man who helps the emperor through the kingdom. In other words, the Grand Duke must have the ability to control the emperor.

Will Ernest have the ability to control that fearsome dragon? Until now, Lushen had never doubted Ernest Gunther’s ability, his mana, or his power. But now fear has aroused suspicion.

On this land, is there really something that can control that?1

That was the source of Lushen’s fear.