'There's no way this is real... that's... a first-generation dragon!!!' Mordred panicked at the side, her hand already reaching for her blade. 'Change of plan, forget taming it, beating a first-generation without magic is almost impossible... I need to get him out of there!'
Ha Joon stood with his hand in his pocket as he looked up at the dragon. "Yo, how's it going?"
The dragon growled. (I will kill you, human! Have you no fear?)
"Huh? What for?" Ha Joon raised a brow. "Anyway, my name is Ha Joon Pendragon, I am the current king of Camelot."
(A new king... Tch! I have long forgotten the likes of your people.)
"You say this knowing Camelot saved many dragons? Even Pendragon follows the way of the kingdom."
(Whatever that fool does is of no concern to me, and I do not owe a human any response, whether they be king or emperor.)
'Wow, we have a stubborn one here... huh?' Ha Joon looked toward where Mordred and Yukio were hiding, seeing that they were waving their hands, telling him to run away and retreat.
He simply smiled and gave them a thumbs-up, leaving them almost giving up on life.
(Since you're the king, I shall overlook this incident if you apologize to me right now.)
"Why on earth would I do something like that? I came here to tame you, not butter you up..." Ha Joon pointed at the dragon. "Come on, are you stupid?"
A sudden vein pulsed at the dragon's temple, bulging like it was trying to form a roadmap of its irritation across its forehead.
(I'll kill you.)
"Eh? What was that? I couldn't hear you through all the-"
(I said I'll fucking kill you!)
[You have successfully enraged the dragon.]
Ha Joon smiled.
The dragon opened its mouth, ready to shoot out a surge of flames.
"Shit! We need to get him out of there..." Mordred pulled out her sword, but before she could move, Yukio held her back.
(No wa---)
A loud thud echoed as the dragon's body collapsed into the water.
Ha Joon had leaped off earlier, standing at the side to watch the dragon struggle to stand on its feet.
"Now then, let's beat you till you agree to be my personal dragon!!!"
Before Ha Joon could take a step, a sudden energy surged from the dragon's body, the force sending him flying and crashing into a nearby rock.
Without any magic to reinforce his body, he took a lot of damage, but since his Vitality is in the millions, the pain was hardly felt.
He coughed, blood spewing from his mouth the moment he covered it.
'That energy just now... if I hadn't leaped back just in time to maintain the same force, I would've been ripped apart by it. A first generation alright.'
(Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!!!) Raaaahhhh!
The dragon raged even more, its body surging with electrifying energy. It looked at Ha Joon, glowing as it prepared to launch at him.
"This isn't good, we need to do something, Yukio!" Mordred was more than ready to interfere, her grip on her blade already tightening.
Yukio was still feeling conflicted. She wasn't sure whether to help her master or trust in his skills. Whatever decision she made had to benefit Ha Joon.
Then a thought occurred to her. Rather than fighting the dragon, she would assist from the sidelines.
"Mordred, allow me to handle this," Yukio said.
She curved her palm around her mouth and then shouted -
"Rorrrrrrr! Rorrrrrrr! Rorrrrrrr!"
Silence immediately took over. The dragon turned around to look at Yukio with its energy slowly settling down.
It had a somewhat confused yet sad look on its face -
(What's up with you? Why are you calling me an old lady? Am I that old?)