Became an Evil Dragon

21 – 21. Baron Kelvin (3)

Can this little elf be able to protect herself from the savage dragon?

Nineveh was the first friend I made when I came here. The existence that I attached a bond to for the first time.

I just couldn’t be sure I wouldn’t hurt the little sprite.

Because on a full moon night, I was a completely different being than I am now.

So I had to gradually separate Nineve from me. I can’t let you see me every day like now.

before the irreversible happens.

“hurry! hurry!”

The little fairy desperately climbed on top of my head while groaning, and as soon as she succeeded in climbing, she urged me with a voice full of anticipation.

Boom!

While hitting the top of my head with his small palm.

this child.

The top of my head was covered with scales that were strong and hard enough to resist even the slightest scratch from Nynaeve’s soft palm, so it didn’t matter, but for some reason, I felt a little bad.

This guy is probably the only one who’s been fine after hitting the dragon’s head like that.

Anyway, what Nineveh wants is some kind of slope, complete with him standing on top of me and then I lifting my head.

And a simple playground equipment that slides down the slope made of smooth scales with Nineveh taking a picture of her buttocks.

dragon claw.

It was the name Nineve had given me a few days before, smiling brightly and pointing at my head.

upstart.

“Ahahahaha!”

woowook.

When I raise my head, Nineve, who is already poised and ready, slides down my neck. Nynaeve went down a fun water slide, laughing happily, and when she reached the bottom, she jumped up and ran towards my head again.

“Ride again! I want to ride the Nineveh Slide again! hurry!”

The smile of this little fairy, or rather the little tyrant, who once again forced me to ride the extremely degrading dragon slide was as bright as a cloudless clear day.

There was not a single hint of malice in that smile.

“… this is the last time.”

“okay! hurry! put your head down! Ahahahaha!”

I have no choice but to lower my head with my eyes tightly closed. Then Nynaeve started climbing on the dragon’s head, kicking my nostrils wildly just like before.

“Quang. Huang.”

When Nynaeve succeeds in climbing with her head while moaning repeatedly, I raise my head and the dragon slide repeats again.

Whoops!

“Ahahahaha!”

Nineve came every day and enjoyed riding the dragon slide every time as if it was her first time. Like doing something new every time you ride.

She slid down my neck, giggling loudly.

thud!

When the little fairy hit her butt on the floor after riding a dragon squeegee, she was so happy that she had tears in her eyes.

Wiping away the tears with her fingers, the little fairy grabbed her stomach and smiled happily.

“…is this so much fun?”

“Ahahahaha! Nineveh is so much fun!”

Nineve sat on the floor and laughed for a while, then lay flat on her back and, lying there, rolled over and started rolling towards me.

“yap!”

rolling around.

She never got up and managed to get to the side of my head just by rolling and changing directions several times.

Nineve did not even get up and spoke to me as she lay down.

“Yes, dragon. what shall we play now? huh? And what shall we play tomorrow? Hi-Hi. And let’s think about what to play the next day!”

Nineveh, who must have gone crazy with so much fun, touched Louise’s gold ring that I had given her the other day with a hazy expression on her face.

Nineveh had always worn a gold ring ever since that day, perhaps because she really liked shiny things.

Touching the gold ring, Nineve always had a look of satisfaction on her face.

like now.

is that good?

If something went wrong later, wouldn’t it be possible to offset it by giving something sparkling like a gold ring?

After some pointless random thoughts, I began to carefully tell Nineve what I had been thinking about all day.

I thought she would easily disobey my words if I didn’t nail it down.

What I warned you about from the first time I met her. A story about not coming to me when the moon is full.

“Nineve, do you remember what I said last time?”

“huh? Dragons don’t like fruit? Then no! Picky eating is bad! You have to eat evenly!”

“Nineve, you only eat fruit and don’t eat meat. That, too, is biased, to put it mildly. No, not this, not that, dude. What we said when we first met You told me not to come to the cave when the moon is completely set. It’s not long until the moon is completely set. Do you remember what I said?”

Nineve knows what I’m talking about, but sneaks out into another story.

She started to avoid my gaze, rolling her eyes as I pinpointed the subject precisely without a slight frown.

However, no adult would fall for her attempt to change the subject too openly.

“Yes? Nineve, I don’t know. Was it?”

“Uh huh, hey. don’t avoid my eyes answer straight do you remember Did you promise?”

“Eh, I don’t know Nineve well… Ah! Dragon! Let’s play hide and seek! The dragon is drunk! Hi-Hi!”

In trouble, Nineve suddenly jumped up and turned around and started running. It was clear that she intended to get out of here and spin the story, but I had no choice but to agree to the pun.

…we can talk tomorrow. Could I just skip it today? I hate it like that

Without realizing it, my heart was weakening.

“Hoo, dragon’s sincere hide-and-seek. I’ll show you. If you get caught, no dragon squeaks tomorrow.”

“to! no!”

“Count 30 seconds. 30, 29…”

“Wow!”

Perhaps feeling the urgency of not giving him enough time on purpose, Nineve suddenly stopped running, curled up, fell on her stomach, and covered her eyes with both hands.

Do you really think you won’t get caught if you do that?

Literally, cover your eyes.

Whew.

***

“Father, will the baron really come to slay the dragon for us? That fearsome dragon.”

Louis, who had his old father riding on the only livestock he had brought this far, an old donkey, asked his father with a curious look on his face.

Unlike Bolg, who remained in the baron’s castle, the village chief and Louis, who were almost kicked out, were returning to the village first.

At the point where the report on the dragon was over, the baron’s attention turned away from the village chief and Lewis, and he asked Bolg, who knew the dragon’s location and information, to remain alone.

In order to have Bolg, who will later guide the way, go out with his army.

The baron didn’t even tell the village chief and Louis to go to sleep after they had walked a long way.

“Well, given the tone of the story, it really does seem like that. Even if it does, I don’t think it will be for us. Well, that’s how nobles are originally. Anyway, the villagers and the baron were all enchanted by the story of the guy who lived only with his mouth. Eh tsk.”

“Why Mr. Bolg? I don’t think what you said was a lie. We saw it ourselves! I can’t remember, but I think I saw Lord Ardamir in town. I actually saw that red dragon. Ugh, that bastard has my ring. If you appear in front of me one more time, then I won’t let you go. The enemy of my ring.”

Louis, who checked his loose fingers once more, glared at the empty space in front of his eyes as if he was resentful, then swung his fist several times as if an invisible dragon was in front of him.

Louise, who in her imagination had already bravely defeated the red dragon a few times and had been wooed by the village women, would have been able to say such arrogant things about dragons only when she hadn’t faced them face-to-face.

Originally, even the king could curse behind his back.

Moreover, Lewis had yet to see a red dragon kill a person, and the village chief’s son was particularly immature compared to other people.

Even Bona, who is to be married to him, sometimes can’t stand it and squeezes a few honey chestnuts into his mouth.

“Well, don’t say things like that so carelessly! Louis. I’ve said this time and time again, but you always have to be careful with your mouth. “If that dragon puts his mind to it, it won’t take even a minute to burn down our entire village.”

Unlike Lewis, the village chief, who faced the dragon head-on and its murderous intent up close, still cringes at the mere mention of the word dragon.

The fear of predators forced into the body.

He didn’t show it, but his fear was so severe that after meeting the dragon, the village chief couldn’t sleep well for several days because he kept having nightmares about the red dragon.

“Baron, if you defeat the dragon, will you give me back my ring? Would you? Otherwise, what should I give Bona?”

“shut up! do it yourself!”