Synopsis: The case of this trashy lord teaches us to broaden our perspectives, study more literature, and that living an isolated life in the Finanse Continent is no good
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Even though I beca blind, my territory’s status and favorable circumstances weren’t shaken easily.
We grew stronger and stronger, and gradually we beca the most influential power in the north. Everyone knew that it was only a matter of ti before we faced Lord Ansai and the Southern Alliance.
Close to three years had passed since I first t Fruys.
Two years ago, he regained his ability to maintain his human form for as long as he wanted after a full recovery, but he didn’t leave and stayed by my side this entire ti
I was a little afraid, but I couldn’t bring myself to take the initiative and bring up this topic.
I was very happy with my current life. My mom and Ana were healthy and well, my little brother had a bright future ahead of him, and my civil and military ministers were very capable.
During dayti, Fruys would frequently take flying everywhere, and at night, he would let cuddle with him until we fell asleep — it was a truly perfect life 1.
There was just one thing that I was unsure about: starting from one year ago, Fruys started to frequently do an things to .
He was a young, powerful, and fully-grown male dragon with magic abilities, while I was just a puny, weak, and blind human. Even in his human form, he was still a billion tis stronger than . Adding to the fact that I was a cowardly and sensitive person who could not bear to lose face, the strategy I chose to adopt after carefully and rationally analyzing my situation was —
To go along with my instinctive reaction and simply lie there.
During the tis he ardently requested so certain things from , I would passively accept, and when he got especially excited, I would try to remain calm and urgently plead for him not to turn back into his dragon form — as soone who ca from humble beginnings and built himself up from nothing, my sense of frugality had long been carved into my bones.
If Fruys transford into a dragon, the bed would surely be destroyed.
Taming a dragon was indeed very difficult, and I could only wonder how hard Ansai must have it for keeping his black dragon for so long.
Anna was bringing up my breakfast when she heard complaining. After hesitating a while, she said, "Adam, not everyone tas a dragon in the way you do..."
I leaned in closer, completely intrigued. "How do other lords and kings do it, then?"
But before she could reply, the sound of soone’s footsteps ca and interrupted us. It was Fruys — during these past few years, I learned how distinguish the difference between people’s footsteps and could now easily identify those that belonged to people I knew.
Like clockwork, he said: "Anna, you can rest for now. I’ll take care of Adam."
I listened to Anna quietly leave as Fruys pulled up a chair and sat at my side. While feeding a few spoonfuls of soup with a ladle, he spoke calmly: "Don’t listen to Anna. All lords sleep together with their dragons."
I swallowed the soup and thought about what Fruys said. Regardless if he was speaking the truth or not, it was hard for to confirm it — after all, in the the entirety of the Finanse Continent, only Ansai and I had dragons, and our present relations were hostile.
I hoped that one day, I could perhaps ask Ansai about how he was able to keep up the nice relationship between him and his dragon for the past twenty years.
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However, Fruys never gave this opportunity.
Our war with Ansai had finally arrived.
Soone who was blind would only beco a burden in battle, so I had to stay at ho and depend on the accounts from countless people to get a clear view about what happened in the military campaign.
Apparently, the showdown between two dragons that they were looking forward to never happened.
They said that Ansai’s black dragon was originally circling in the sky and roaring when Fruys ca flying from afar in the wake of our troops.
The black dragon felt the aura of Fruys’s oppressive might, froze for a mont, then imdiately descended and groveled on the ground — a sign of submission, similar to how a peasant kowtowed to their monarch.
Strength is all that matters. After losing the crucial support of their Black Dragon, Ansai’s troops were routed, and the soldiers under the command of my subordinates chopped them up to pieces.
Even though I didn’t have the opportunity to exchange tips on how to ta dragons with Ansai face to face, I could only guess that his experience was probably very different from mine — for example, I heard that his dragon couldn’t use magic, couldn’t turn into a human, and couldn’t even change his size whenever he wanted like Fruys.
If his dragon could neither transform into a human nor make himself smaller...
Considering how I couldn’t bear it that one ti Fruys tried to do it that way, just how terribly rough Ansai must have had it for the past twenty years...?
Coming to this profound realization, I couldn’t help but feel more sympathy for my comrade Lord Ansai, who diligently and conscientiously raised a dragon for so many years yet still t a violent death in the end.
Author’s notes:
Anna knows a lot, which seems to clash with her identity as "an old maid of a small lord in the Finanse Continent." However, rest assured that this isn’t a BUG.
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