Became a Hatchling of the Grand Duke of the North

97 – Reunion (1)

[Guardian Dragon. You can’t go out recklessly from now on.]

When the guardian dragon Han saw Lucia admonishing him while holding him in her arms, he cradled him in her arms and rubbed his head as if he didn’t know her speed.

[Ki-i-.]

She smelled good from her, as always.

‘I’m sorry, Lucia.’

Of course, no one knows.

I know very well what Lucia thinks of Han.

Because they were connected by a contract with each other, not with anyone else.

Inevitably and instinctively, connected by an invisible string, they think of and draw each other.

If you can’t see it, you will develop unstable emotions and emotions.

It was a natural phenomenon like the physiology of everything in the world.

But this time, even he couldn’t help it.

It was like a kind of dragon instinct.

It is a word that detects the traces of intense magical power and draws attention there.

In most cases, monsters tended to have a greater amount of magical energy inside their bodies than humans.

Since a being possessing such a large amount of magical power and a wild cat faced each other, it was only natural to feel the wild waves of magical energy expanding as if vibrating underground.

Since Han, the guardian dragon, who is more sensitive to the presence of mana than any other life form in this world, such a reaction was inevitable for him.

Of course, it was partly because his instinct as a guardian dragon to check the balance of the world was subtly displayed.

Tuk-tuk.

Lucia caressed the equivalent of such a guardian dragon, Han.

[By the way…]

[Kiik?]

But suddenly, her touch stopped. At the same time, the force of magic that seemed a bit chilly flowed out subtly.

Han raised his head.

Then Lucia looked down at him with eyes as if the chill was leaking out.

He flinched at the cold gaze he had never seen before, and his body froze.

Lucia asked with a sad blue glow.

[Where did Guardian Dragon go? Who wouldn’t know that it’s dangerous?]

[Key, Kiii-…]

Somehow, that cool gaze.

Guardian Dragon Han’s tail drooped.

* * * *

Han took a pen that was lying on the desk and drew hard.

What he drew was pictures of his long-tailed rats and sewers.

It was a crude drawing.

One, both Han and Lucia who drew it seemed able to at least discern what it was.

[Uh…]

Lucia blinked her eyes. She showed her bewilderment.

[Ah, um. Therefore.]

She looked back and forth between the guardian dragon Han and the picture he drew before carefully opening her mouth.

[Did you mean that there are ratmen down there?]

[Key!]

Exactly!

The guardian dragon, Han, nodded his head up and down eagerly.

He desperately tried to justify his actions. He alternately pointed at the painted ratmen and himself, claiming that he had fought them.

Since she was angry, he should have kept her head down if possible.

This was an act that had nothing to do with the dragon’s pride.

If Yone or anyone else caught the blame like this, I would turn my head away without even looking at it, but the opponent was none other than his contractor, Lucia.

She hated the only thing she had doubts about the guardian dragon Han.

By the way, he wrote [Lee. Thing. Rain. Wheat.].

Of course, this was Seungnyang’s comment.

That there will never be anything good by publicizing this fact.

It was the advice of a master who received orders directly from the emperor of the empire.

In the middle of the capital of the empire, imagine that there was an outbreak of nothing but monsters, and rumors spread all over the continent.

There probably won’t be a fuss like that.

But Lucia still had some questions.

[Uh… By the way, do you mean that the Guardian Dragon has returned?]

[Kiii.]

Yes, of course.

Because he was with Seungnyangi, his faithful escort.

The guardian dragon, Han, folded his small fingers to form the shape of his gun.

His three short fingers were half-folded, and he gripped the shape of his gun with his opposite hand.

Poop-, Poop-,

[Ah. If.]

She put on a look that seemed to notice something in her.

[A seungnyangi, one of the soldiers of the empire-,]

Until there.

Guardian Dragon Han raised his front paw and pretended to block his mouth.

Then Lucia also naturally kept his mouth shut.

She just nodded her head quietly as if she understood at once.

Come to think of it, the guardian dragon Han actually promised Seungnyang not to let the truth about him come out of his mouth.

The situation of the guardian dragon, Han, who breaks that promise in just a few hours on such a subject, is despicable.

Something to know anyway.

For Han, it was more important not to upset Lucia than the promise with the wildcat.

Moreover, Lucia was the next heir to the Grand Duke of the North, no one else.

Someday, in the year when she becomes an adult and becomes the next head of the grand duke’s family, she will unknowingly acquire a lot of authority from the empire.

Of course, you might receive confidential information that few people know about in the Empire.

She didn’t know that if she wanted to, she might be able to get information about the rat men of today.

Because of this, the guardian dragon, Han, decided to assume that he had received the information a little earlier.

In other words, the noble nature of the dragon gave it a general justification.

Anyway.

Since the situation was like this, Han thought of stories in myths like dragons always keep their promises, or that their mouths are heavy, and thought that they might all be nonsense.

Must be.

Because it is the true nature of human beings to like to inflate and imagine anything.

‘Still, even if I think of a light-mouthed dragon, it breaks my image.’

Even in his world, dragons were usually heavy creatures with a strong character.

Of course, Han, who was not even a low-ranking hunter, did not directly witness and feel it.

But maybe it was thanks to the wise action of the guardian dragon, Han.

Lucia’s reaction was noticeably milder.

Rather than giving Han any more angry expression, she looked around his body and asked anxiously.

[Have you ever been injured somewhere? Is it a scratched place.]

[Kiii.]

Han, the guardian dragon, nodded briefly and agreed.

[Come here, you have worked hard.]

He caught sight of Lucia opening her arms towards him and embraced her.

As expected, Lucia. She can’t be angry

While frantically sniffing the body odor contained in that bosom, he suddenly reflexively raised his head.

[Guardian Dragon?]

[…]

Han looked in one direction.

Slowly.

The sharp vertical pupils of the dragon revealed their shape, and he stared at the city far away.

I felt something.

‘This feeling is…’

No doubt.

Han sensed the presence of another person appearing in the capital.

* * * *

Burn!

At that time, the plaza in the capital.

A splendid silver-white carriage passed through the passageway of the blue rift.

The gazes of people passing by on the main street were directed toward the strong light that burst out of the gate out of nowhere.

People stopped and chattered.

[Where is that carriage? Are you a noble?]

[Probably a nobleman?]

It was a silver-white, particularly colorful carriage. It was a wagon that looked so expensive that even nobles who occupied a seat in the capital of the empire would be able to ride it.

At that time, armed soldiers standing in front of him spoke up.

[Are you the Archduchess of Arctus?]

[Yes.]

It was the coachman who answered.

The soldier looked inside the window for a while, then flinched as if in surprise, ‘Hut!’.

It was because there was such a huge mogul inside that he couldn’t even imagine.

But even in the midst of his embarrassment, he did not forget his role.

I hurriedly straight away took a saluting stance toward the person in the carriage.

[Glory to the Great Grand Duke of Arctus!]

The soldier with a look full of energy raised the long spear he was holding in his hand and pointed it at the wide roadside.

[As long as the coachman follows along this road, you will be able to head straight for the imperial castle! I’ll attach two guides!]

[Thank you, soldier.]

[No! Take a look!]

Leaving behind the soldiers who were bowing in unison, the carriage started moving again.

Kururu, the direction the sound of the wheels of the rolling wagon is heading is-.

It was none other than a huge imperial castle standing tall in the center of the empire.