I Raised A Black Dragon

Muell widened his eyes and looked at Kyle. Although the young dragon did not understand well, he followed Kyle’s instructions nonetheless. Kyle then approached Noah and cupped her cheeks with his hands.

“What’s the matter, sir?” Noah asked, blinking as she looked up at him, but Kyle only looked into her eyes without answering. The pupils of her blue orbs, with a tinge of gray, were dark red. Certainly, it was a dreadful sign. Kyle asked as calmly as he could, “When did this happen?”

“What?” Noah was at loss.

“You taught Mu yourself that killing is forbidden. Since when did you take it lightly?” asked Kyle.

“That has nothing to do with this. It was self-defense,” Noah raised her eyebrows as if she were falsely accused, “he tried to attack me from behind. I can’t be that nice to him.”

If the woman before him had been the original Park Noah, she would not have uttered such words without hesitation. Kyle peered into her eyes and scoured his mind for past memories. Was there an instant when Noah was saying anything out of the ordinary? There was once, he thought. It was when Noah was called to the Bureau of Investigation and Security’s underground interrogation room to make a false statement.

“If I had really tried to kill her, would Lenia have been able to make that statement alive?”

Kyle had assumed she was only furious at that time, but now that he thought about it, there had been many strange occurrences. Noah wasn’t a person who used violent words nor actions. In Sorrent, she was lazy, and even replying was tiresome for her. Moreover, she is only an ordinary person caught in the frenzy of another world.

No matter how much she rebelled against Adrian, she wasn’t guilty. Even though she had constantly turned the Imperial Palace into ruins and succumbed to her strange impulses with the risk of inflicting harm to others, she wasn’t remorseful.

Kyle swallowed a groan as his thoughts reached a conclusion. He had formulated a hypothesis for this bizarre situation: the boundary between the two resonant souls was gradually falling apart. He looked down at the young dragon who diverted his eyes away from Kyle’s gaze.

“Did you know?” he asked. 

“Um…”

“Tell me,” Kyle turned his attention to Noah, “since when did this happen?” 

“Since the imprint was completed.”

As soon as Muell mumbled an answer, his doubt became certain. The chains of restraint, which only seemed to be Adrian’s perverted taste, was not simply an aid to Noah’s control of the powerful mana.

“Sir, what the hell is wrong with you…” Noah, who had a frown on her face, breathed in as if she had realized something. “Wait. What did I just say?”

If Noah had completely assimilated with a dragon, conforming to its vicious inhumanity, she wouldn’t be conscious of her misdeeds, but seeing that she noticed, Noah must still have remained on guard.

Noah grabbed Kyle’s arm in a hurry. “Did I just say something weird again?”

“You didn’t.” Before he could even think rationally, the words already fell from his lips. Then, Kyle covered Noah’s eyes with his hand. If she was in a state of extreme sensitivity, mixed with the inhumanity of a dragon, it was best to avoid confusion as much as possible. Kyle then switched places with her so that Noah wouldn’t see the bloodied man. “Don’t go alone. Should I specifically tell you not to fall more than three steps from my side?” he muttered.

But Noah’s voice cracked as if she had already realized what had just happened. “ The restraint, it’s broken.” She raised her hand and felt her throat with only a faint scar left. “Is he dead…?”

“No.”

Fortunately, the man who attacked Noah did not reach his end yet. However, he had suffered a long stab wound from his shoulder to the chest. The blood was oozing out, and it was obvious that if left unchecked, he would die of excessive bleeding.

Kyle soothed Noah and glanced at Muell, who looked up at him with anxious eyes. “Nobody saw it, and nothing happened. No one was hurt. Because Mu has treated him properly.”

The young dragon puckered his mouth, seemingly displeased, but then noticed Kyle’s gaze and immediately approached the fallen man. A small hand touched the chest of the man pooled with blood. A butterfly, its wings emitting a golden glow, fluttered its wings and landed on Muell’s palm. The butterfly soon broke into dozens of bits and penetrated into the man’s wound. In an instant, the blood stopped gushing from his chest. The wound began to shrink by itself. Even though the healing magic, which was deemed a miracle even in ancient times, was executed right before his eyes, Kyle’s attention was completely focused on Noah. Finally, when Muell shook his hand, the ground which was full of blood was wiped clean. The stench of blood in the air also vanished.

It wasn’t until Kyle had made sure the surroundings had returned to its original state that he removed his hand from Noah’s eyes. Noah looked at him, hesitant. Kyle breathed a deep sigh, “Why would you cry again? Nothing happened.”

The cheeky sloth who constantly called him a butler had made a mistake; guilt and remorse consuming her heart. Kyle didn’t want to admit it himself, but in the recent months, he had grown accustomed to the brazen Park Noah. Now, he was at a loss of what to do when her eyes brimmed with tears and trickled down her face.