Chapter 42

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Translated By Arcane Translations

Translator: FusionX

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Dragons are called the race of benevolence.

Because they possess overwhelming power that other races can’t even dare to challenge, they don’t feel threatened by other races at all.

They just smile and let it slide.

It’s like the feeling of a cute cat being playful, I guess.

To dragons, other races looked like that.

Of course, there may be some who dislike or hate cats depending on the case.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

But unless it’s a special case, there are almost no instances where they would directly try to kill a cat.

In Yuren’s case, she was a dragon who belonged to the former rather than the latter.

She was the most intelligent and powerful dragon among dragons.

Also, because she had a sense of responsibility, she directly established the Royal Knights and took the position of commander.

The Royal Knights led by her boasted of an invincible myth.

They were so formidable that even the demons who looked down on the living creatures of the continent as mortals were wary of the Royal Knights.

But unfortunately, she wasn’t a person suited for the position of a leader.

Ironically, because she loved all the members too much, she couldn’t stop their rampage.

[Commander Yuren! He’s crossing the line now!]

[If we don’t punish him even now...!!]

[It’s okay. I will watch over him personally.]

She couldn’t cut it off decisively.

She couldn’t cut out the rotting parts, and as a result, the Royal Knights began to rot from the inside. Because everyone was equal to her. And this was the result of that.

She thought it was a thoroughly prepared expedition, but in fact, it was just playing into its hands.

Her overripe love made everyone die.

She had no choice but to take responsibility.

That was the kind of position a commander is.

Still, she was overconfident that she could do it with her own power.

And the price of that arrogance was the death of her comrades.

[Wait a moment. I want to cast her as a stage actor.]

[Huh? Are you crazy? This bitch is our greatest nemesis!]

[Shouldn’t we at least give her an honorable death?]

[What about my stage?! It’s the best stage!]

[I have no interest in the stage of a vicious pervert like you. Just kill her.]

The reason she was able to maintain her life, even if faintly, was because of the twist she saw at the end.

In the originally set story, she met a miserable end.

However, because of her saving her comrade at the last moment, she caught the eye of someone malicious and ended up inadvertently taking on the role of a clown on stage.

Of course, there was no demon who liked it, but if they could kill her without any repercussions, they didn’t care how it was done.

That was their opinion, and in reality, it was so.

The curse of the stigma.

Although it was very difficult to engrave, once properly engraved, it could even kill a dragon.

Much less, engraving the curse on her who was weakened was not even a difficult task.

“Ah.”

And she opened her eyes again.

There was no awareness of that action.

It was as if she had suddenly woken up from sleep.

She was there, and in front of her was a man holding a sword.

He was wearing a half-broken helmet, and blood was flowing from the gaps in his damaged armor.

She silently looked at her own hands.

Her hands were covered in blood.

Not her blood, but someone else’s blood.

I despise my current self who has become the Time Stop Breeding Uncle.

Someone says, is there any reason to risk your life for just a game?

Rather, I want to ask that person.

Is it not allowed to risk your life for a game?

Is it not allowed to be sincere?

I just wanted a happy ending for everyone.

Therefore, I, as the Time Stop Breeding Uncle, shouldn’t be by their side.

Although I had no choice but to take the position of commander now, who knew when I might suddenly change?

In that sense, I had to save her somehow.

Wasn’t she the former commander?

Then, at least she would lead much better than me, the Time Stop Breeding Uncle.

Of course, she had already messed up once.

But it wasn’t like I could lead better than her.

It was better for the person who was already doing it to do it.

It’s good for both of us.

With that thought, I ran.

“Her heart...!!!”

Was it because she was a dragon? Or was it intentional?

But there was no time to think that far.

I immediately stopped time.

Numerous idle thoughts dominated my mind.

Isn’t it already over?

Can I save her in this state?

Wouldn’t it be better to send her off comfortably?

What if I took her and the brainwashing didn’t go away?

I don’t know. I don’t know.

What should I do?

Can I even save her in the first place?

The only person who might be able to save her is Cluna at Lionheart Fortress.

Even if I stop time, can I even make it to Lionheart Fortress?

The biggest drawbacks of time stop were cooldown and stamina consumption.

Could I really endure those two and save her?

Forget about the cooldown, could my stamina endure those few days?

No matter how much I thought about it, the answer was no.

But even so, I was already carrying her, whose heart had been shattered, on my back.

Whatever happens, you don’t know until you try until the end.

I immediately stopped time and started walking forward.

I didn’t walk far, but my steps started to slow down as if water was filling my lungs.

It was so hard that I felt like I was going to die.

[It’s pathetic. You’re trying to save someone with the ability you despise so much.]

Was it an auditory hallucination because it was so hard?

Or was someone really talking to me?

I coughed roughly.

What came out between those coughs was phlegm mixed with blood.

[Do you really not know? Or are you turning a blind eye to it?]

“...”

[As much as you despise that power, your power also despises you.]

“...”

[You will never be able to use that power perfectly!]

Loud noises kept ringing in my ears.

But I gritted my teeth and ignored it.

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