I Became the Son of an Evil Dragon

95 – Broken Dragon (3)

“Get off for a while. I’m going to camp…

What else happened? You don’t look good.”

I didn’t force myself to shake my head.

The inside of the dark cart was filled with emotions that were too bad to hide, and they were overflowing.

“Russell, too, but I’m talking about you.

Rosaria.”

Could it be that my sister, who had been ignored, couldn’t bear it in the end?

Calling her mother’s her name her her, she moved into the dark wagon.

Even though I reached out and stirred.

“Is it that you hate liking your child so much?

Or, did you get rejected for the location you proposed?

You hate it all, right? From one to ten.”

Rattling.

The older sister, an adventurer wearing leather armor, was back to being as sharp as her mother.

Or maybe she hasn’t had any trouble since she started fighting.

“You know best that nothing will change even if you pretend not to know.

Russell needs to reconcile at least to ease his mind a little. No?”

Even the bright outside is slowly starting to turn cold colors,

The cold atmosphere showed no signs of warming up.

Even if she set fire to it, it was clear that her heart would remain cold.

It’s been that way since she left her mother and joined her sister.

She couldn’t really answer the question of whether she shouldn’t have done that.

…So, I was becoming more unhappy.

Because I couldn’t make a choice.

“Anyway, we all know that no matter how much we want to push each other away, kick each other out, or kill each other, we can’t.

As Russell’s mom, you put love in even the parts I couldn’t reach,

As Russell’s adventure companion, and now as a close friend, I have become inseparable.

“I want to say, let’s not make Russell more depressed for no reason, right?”

But her mother still had her head her her hidden in her hood and her mouth closed.

How much I must have trembled at the sight of my mother drowning out her resentment, pushing the whispers that made me tremble just by hearing them into the darkness.

After taking one look at me, my sister slowly looked outward with her eyes shining in the darkness.

“It’s getting dark. If it continues like this, I won’t be able to sleep properly even in the simple lodging.

If you want to lighten up, now is your chance. Or… Keep making things difficult for Russell.

It doesn’t matter if I keep hating, but at least those feelings shouldn’t go to the person I love.”

“…”

Tick.

With the sound, a small spark appeared in the mother’s hand

Then he handed it to his sister without saying a word.

“If you’re tired, rest here. Russell too.

I’ll call you when the hut is finished.”

“…You’ve been driving a horse so far, is that okay?”

“I’ve done this countless times on my own. Would you like me to show you how to do it with your eyes closed?”

Smiling, he opened the bag on the floor of the wagon, took out a wooden stick and a bandage, and wrapped them up.

He gently touched her outstretched hand and instantly drove away the darkness.

But the darkness cast by my mother.

The despair and suffering on her face still remained.

White dried tear stains and reddened eyes.

Now there was such despair that it made her even forget how her mother had smiled.

“Thank you. Then, your son – “

“Russell.”

And he no longer recognizes me as his son,

To the dragon who tried to look at me like my sister – I couldn’t even say anything and had to keep my mouth shut.

My hope has already been shattered.

Before the adventure, my dream of being a proud son of a loving mother and her family was completely shattered.

I broke it.

“…Yeah. You were waiting with Russell.

Or, do you want to go out and help together?”

I wiped away the tears that had begun to fall, nodded, and walked out of the carriage.

Feeling like holding a cold winter icicle in your arms,

Feeling the cold blowing down my back and the weight of snow on my shoulders.

“I didn’t specifically tell Russell.

Come and help. Or… If there is a magic that can be used in times like this, now is the opportunity, right?”

The carriage trembled and one more person got off.

And two women stood next to me and held my hands.

One side was clasped, and the other side even wrapped its arms around itself and tried to put it in its arms her.

Slowly, yellow and red fur began to tangle around the clothes he was putting on.

“See over there? I’m going to pitch a tent on a flat place.”

And when her mother’s tail completely covered my body, her fingers snapped once.

The luggage that had been placed on top of the wagon flew off on its own and fell to the ground, creating dust.

The pillar was smashed into the earth and stones, randomly breaking them, and the cloth was pulled on top of it with the force of tearing itself apart.

…The mother’s red-colored hand gestures conveyed her emotions.

“If you put that much force into it, the iron bar – “

Gang.

Gang.

Is there a stone stuck under the ground?

Even if the last pole screams and cries for it to stop,

Even though the wild animals are started by the loud noise and run away –

Mom was twitching and lowering only one eyebrow.

“If I tell you to stop, are you going to ruin the tent?!”

“Haak – “

I saw it.

In an instant, those eyes turn into a ferocious dragon.

Even though it’s just a tent, the mother’s feelings become increasingly harsh.

Dust blew in with a heavy sound.

Even though she covered her nose, she coughed at the smell of the thick powder, and as she closed her eyes tightly and waded through the brown powder, the foundation was finally laid.

A small house created by neatly organized floors and hanging fabrics as if they had never been before.

But rather than being excited about it, I…

“You’re tired. I’ll go and rest first… So come slowly?”

Now I just felt guilty about my mother not being able to smile at me.

Even if my sister looks at me with a distorted expression,

And then he pulls me by the shoulder and strokes my head,

“…I’m crazy.”

Even if my mother tried to protect me by pushing away the emotions that poured out as she was pleased.

I couldn’t feel comfortable in anything.

I can’t even light a fire when I’m feeling depressed,

I felt like I had gone too far to apologize to her mother.

It was scary.

It was heavy.

…I was too… Unaware to accept something like this.

***

Outside, the sound of embers blooming like flower buds began to be heard.

The clamor of small pieces breaking the shell and revealing their colors to the world tickled the ears of the fire-wielding dragon.

But within it, the boy’s laughter,

It didn’t even contain the pleasant snort of the dog next to it.

I ruined everything.

With your own hands.

As a result, the dragon could not laugh.

No, even if I wanted to smile, my mouth wouldn’t let me.

This may be because the image of Russell trembling in fear as he stared at her floor, unable to face himself, was clearly reflected in her yellow eyes.

For messing up my favorite adventure,

Spending time with someone you like,

I can no longer love myself for tearing everything I could enjoy into pieces and crushing it into the dirt.

This is probably because they are now groaning in pain.

Just looking at the scars left on the boy, the dragon was slowly falling apart.

It was the reason to live.

No matter how many times I say it, no matter how many times I think about it, no matter how many times I engrave it in my heart –

A fact that won’t get boring, sad, or painful.

Now it had become a living wound and was bleeding.

Enough to cover all my happy memories.

I felt the embers going out.

My heart became cold, and I realized that not a single breath of life was blooming within it.

On a winter day, a steel arrow pierced my scales with a blue chill.

I feel like I’ve gone back to the time when I fell on the floor with it stuck in my back, no,

In a situation that was no different from then, the dragon looked blankly at its hands, then its arms, and then at its tail.

It is clearly an image of himself that he pretended to be for Russell.

But the boy is not there.

“Ugh, keuhuheuheuk…!”

“There is no need for you to be sorry.

How can I love someone who can’t even control my emotions and behave rudely towards the person I love…!”

“But, but – “

The shadows reflected on the wall illuminated a pair of man and woman gathered together.

The wriggling motion, like two slimes coming together and forming a lump, made my stomach churn,

A throat filled with empty cold produced only a sickly cough instead of swearing and fire.

My heart was no longer warm.

“If I had known it would be like this, I would rather have stayed as a mother…”

Even the tears have cooled.

As if he had returned to the middle of the snowy field where he had tried to give up on life, he wrapped his body with both hands…

“Dear Russell, if you’re not loved, I’d rather…”

She scratched with her fingernails and tried to overcome the darkness slowly enveloping her body.

The fishy smell of blood slowly stings her nose,

Even though the sticky liquid was on the tips of her fingers,

I didn’t feel the warmth of blood at all that I expected.

“Ah, ah – “

The fire that the boy saved was going out.

There were no more tears from the little child who was pounding the flint to somehow light the frozen firewood.

There was no love in the tent or by my side to warm my cold body.

When I realized that I had crushed it with my own feet, I thought it was too late,

With heavy eyes, I closed off a life filled with only misfortune.

“…Mom. Mom?”

With the boy’s warm whisper,

It was at that moment that I felt the heat that made my arms burn.

“…?!”

“…Did you have a nightmare?

After laying an egg recently, it seemed like it was… Anxious.”

The tent had disappeared.

Instead, the mansion’s spacious bedroom unfolded before my eyes.

For some reason, vines, flowers, and leaves covered the opposite wall in a green color.

It’s strange, but… Cozy, beautiful, and above all, on a bed that feels like the warm sunlight is next to you.

“Mom?”

Beside him, Russell, shirtless and with clear teeth marks on his body, was smiling.

Every time I take a breath, it feels so familiar, yet different,

A smell that is sweet yet full of heat…

“It’s even weirder today. Mom?”

A boy who called himself ‘Mom’ was stroking her horns.