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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 118: Shadow Circle

Chapter 118: Shadow Circle

That⁠ was precisely the​⁠ key Lucy had‍⁠ dropped.

Red⁠ Circles are created​ from emotions.

Because‌​ of that, the‌ main circuit is‍⁠‌ always a single⁠​‌ one and, unlike‌​‍ Blue Circles, it​ cannot be replaced​ by another method.‍‍

However,‍⁠ Perda found himself⁠⁠​ in an exceptional​‌⁠ situation where two‍ emotions were interfering‍‍​ with the same​‍ mana circuit.

‘I’m​ going to divert​‍ that interference into⁠​‍ another Circle.’

Once‌ he visualized it⁠‍⁠ clearly in his​ mind, Perda immediately‌‌‌ began.

He‍‍ focused on the‍ sensation of Shape​⁠​ of Shadow.

‘Concentrate‍‍​ everything into the‌​‌ shadow.’

Like‌ the enlightenment attained⁠‌ by that master​​ of transformations who​‌ once dreamed he⁠ was a butterfly.​

To‌​​ convince himself that‌​ this body had​ never truly been⁠ a body.

And‍ that the thing‍ attached to the‌ ground was, in‌⁠⁠ reality, his true‍⁠ self.

At⁠ last, Perda became‌​‍ a shadow.

‘Now‌‌ I’ll create the‍‍ Circle this way.’⁠‌​

His‍‍⁠ shadow body circulated‍ no Circle.

Therefore,​‍ he had to‌ proceed using the‌ technique for forming​ a First Circle.‍⁠⁠

Perda‍ evoked negative emotions.​⁠‍

The‍​ moment he regretted⁠ the most.

It​⁠‌ was not difficult⁠⁠ to find.

It‍ was the instant‌‌⁠ when Valdrova tore⁠‌ out her own​⁠ heart.

He⁠ absorbed that memory‌‍‌ through all five‌ senses.

Then‍​ he felt something​⁠ brushing against his⁠​ ears.

Why‍ are you doing​⁠ something so foolish?​⁠

That‍‍ voice had already⁠ understood his intentions.‌‌⁠

I’m‍ not trying to‍ harm you. I want to help‍ you.

Perda‌​ replied.

“No⁠ matter what you‌ say. I won’t​​​ allow you to‌‍ do whatever you‍ want.”

Even⁠ if the day‌​ comes when you‌ can no longer⁠ protect what you​ wish to protect?⁠

“Yes.”⁠

Then⁠‌‍ all that will‌‌ remain for you‌​ is regret once‍ again.

“I​‍​ don’t care.”

Perda‌​⁠ had already made‌⁠ his decision.

Even‌ if he ended⁠‍ up regretting not⁠ having enough power,‌ he would not‍ allow his past​⁠‍ self to dominate⁠ him.

I understand.

But‌ don’t push yourself‍ too hard.

If⁠ you desire power,‍ I will always‌ give it to⁠ you.

Remember‌⁠⁠ this.

— I am always​‌‌ inside you.

It‍ was at the​‍‌ moment he felt​ that voice separate‍ from him on⁠​ its own.

Something⁠‍​ black and viscous​ began to stir‍ inside his shadow​‍‌ body.

The​ hand that was⁠‍⁠ forming the Circle‍‍‌ stirred that mass‍​‍ and made it‌​ flow.

As‍​‌ he circulated it,​‌⁠ Perda concentrated and​‍ shaped it as​​⁠ if molding clay.⁠​‍

The⁠‌ entire process was‍ like walking through⁠‌‍ a field of⁠‌‌ thorns.

Extracting‌​‍ negative emotions without‌ being dominated by⁠​‌ them.

And​ at the same​ time, continuing to⁠‌ deceive himself so‌​⁠ as not to‍​⁠ recognize his true‌‍ body even once.​

The​‌‌ instant he failed,‍‌⁠ he would die.‍⁠

Even⁠​ as he felt⁠​ the process consuming⁠​‌ his mind, he⁠⁠‌ pushed himself to​ the limit.

‘There‌​ is someone who​​‍ must be happy.’‌

That‌⁠‌ conviction alone was​⁠ enough to sustain‍⁠ him.

Shortly⁠⁠‍ afterward, he felt‌ the Circle that⁠⁠ had previously been⁠⁠ rotating violently begin⁠‍ to stabilize into​ a defined form.‍​‌

Perda​​ opened his eyes.‌​‌

He​​​ saw his elongated‌​‍ shadow cast by‍ the light of​​ a candle behind‍⁠ him.

And‍ a Circle rotating‌‍ with a color⁠ even deeper and‍‌ darker than that‍‍ shadow.

‘So‌ this is what​‍ she meant.’

When⁠​ he did not​ understand its meaning,‌ those words had⁠⁠ been confusing.

But⁠​ now he understood​‌ that they were‍​ exact.

Two​⁠‌ emotions capable of⁠ interfering.

Two​‌ Circuits.

Each‌​​ would move separately‌⁠ without mixing.

If⁠​‌ that new Circle​‌ moved, it would‌‍⁠ mean it was⁠‍‌ an emotion he‌‌ needed to be‍‍ wary of.

If⁠​‍ the original Circle‌ moved, it would​‍‌ mean it was‍⁠ an emotion he‍ could continue nurturing.‍

Perda‍ reduced the shadow​ body and drew​​ it toward himself.⁠‍

The⁠​‌ newly formed Circle⁠ followed it.

Then‌ he placed it⁠⁠‍ beneath the main​⁠ Circle that already‍⁠‌ resided in his⁠⁠⁠ dantian.

He⁠‍ then felt both⁠ of them rotating⁠ while meshing together,​ like gears helping‍ one another.

‘My​ amount of mana​‍‍ has increased as‍⁠⁠ well.’

With​⁠⁠ an auxiliary Circle‍‌ added to his‌​‍ former 4 Circle,⁠‍ his mana quantity‌​ had reached a level close to‍ that of a 5 Circle.

It​⁠ was strange.

It‍ was not a simple mathematical sum.‌

Adding​‌ a 1 Circle‌ to a 4 Circle should not‌⁠⁠ produce the amount‌⁠‌ of mana of‌​ a 5 Circle.​⁠

Normally,‌‍‍ at least three⁠⁠‌ more Circles would‍‍ be needed to​ approach that level.⁠⁠‌

And‍ yet, that single‍ Circle was nearly⁠ equivalent to three.⁠⁠‌

‘That⁠⁠​ only means one​‌​ thing.’

That⁠​ emotion was extraordinarily⁠‌ intense.

What‍‍ had created that‌‌ Circle was Perda’s⁠⁠⁠ regret.

An‍‌‍ emotion that had⁠⁠ once reached the⁠‍ level of a 9 Circle, the‌ realm of demigods.​​

‘I‌‌ must not feed‌ it until I reach at least​⁠ the 5 Circle.’⁠

He⁠‍‌ had to strengthen⁠ his love.

And‍‌‍ suppress his regret.​‌​

At‌‍⁠ the same time,‍‌‌ he had to‍‌ control it so‌⁠ it would support‌​⁠ him and keep​ both in balance.⁠

It​ would not be​ an easy path.‍

Even‌ so, Perda felt⁠⁠ relieved.

Now‌‍⁠ he could see‍‌ it.

He​​ could feel it.⁠‌

And⁠​‌ that meant he‍‌ could control it‌ as well.

The‍​ situation was far⁠⁠ better than when⁠​ everything had been‍​​ uncertain.

This⁠ was a power​⁠ that only Perda⁠ could possess.

And⁠ he decided to⁠ give it a name.

‘Shadow⁠ Circle.’

***‍

In⁠‌‍ the midst of​​⁠ a winter that‍ seemed eternal, sunlight​‌​ began to carry​‌​ warmth.

The⁠⁠ warmth touching the​‌⁠ earth caused small‍‍​ green sprouts to‍​⁠ timidly emerge, offering‍‍⁠ a silent prayer‍ to the morning‍‍⁠ light.

The‌​⁠ followers of Alte‍‌‍ also gazed upon‍ the vegetation and⁠‍ offered a brief​ prayer.

It​⁠‌ was an expression‍ of gratitude because‍​ the time of⁠​⁠ suffering had ended‍⁠ and Alte’s blessing​⁠ had arrived.

Spring‍‍ had come.

The‍ refugees who never​‌ left the stoves‌ finally enjoyed the‌ sunlight.

The‌ streets regained their⁠​‌ vitality.

Perda⁠‍ conducted the quarterly‌‍ review together with‌⁠ Isabella, the administrator.‌

“The‌ basic construction of‍⁠‍ the village has​​‌ been completed.”

The​ completion of the‍ first phase meant⁠​‌ that all buildings‍‍​ essential to the⁠ village’s operation had​‍ already been built.⁠‌⁠

The‍​ second phase would​​ consist of expanding‍ buildings and dividing‍‌​ districts.

The⁠‌⁠ third would include‌ the construction of​⁠‍ walls and other​‌ large-scale projects.

“Were‍ there any problems?”⁠‌

“As‌​ always happens when⁠ work is done‍‌‌ in stages, there‍‍⁠ were some inconveniences.”‍

It‌‍⁠ was natural.

They‌ had started construction‌⁠ of the walls⁠​‍ ahead of schedule,​ even though it‌ had originally been‍⁠ planned for later.​​

“When​​ we designed the‌‍ walls, we calculated​ a capacity ten⁠ times greater than‍ the current population,​⁠ correct?”

“That’s⁠‌​ right.”

“After⁠​ reviewing the data,‍‌ we have reached‌‍​ a conclusion. We‍​​ need to slow​‌‍ population growth.”

Slowing⁠ population growth meant‌⁠ stopping the acceptance‍⁠‌ of refugees.

“We​‌‍ have begun receiving‍⁠ petitions from nobles⁠‌ within the Empire.⁠‌‌ They claim that‌‍ we are diverting⁠‌⁠ refugees.”

“That⁠‍‌ is a difficult​ accusation to refute.”⁠‌

Because​⁠ it was true.‌‌

They​ had accepted nearly‌​ every refugee who‌ arrived.

The‍ reason other territories​⁠⁠ rejected refugees was‍ not only the​ harsh winter.

When‍‌​ spring arrived, every‌ laborer was valuable.​‍⁠

“Some‍‍ nobles are also⁠‌‌ demanding that we‍ return the refugees.”⁠‍

“Not⁠⁠‌ a chance.”

“I⁠⁠ completely agree.”

Perda​‍‍ was not a philanthropist.

The‍‌‌ purpose of attracting‍​​ people without a single coin to​ increase the population‌ was to bring‌‍⁠ life to the​ city.

The‌ more people there​‍⁠ were, the more​​ merchants arrived.

And​‌⁠ the more merchants⁠ arrived, the more‌‍ rumors spread.

“Will⁠‌​ sending a letter‌‌ telling them not​​ to dream of​‌‍ it be enough?”⁠‍⁠

“I‌⁠⁠ dare say that‍⁠ would be the‌‍​ worst option.”

Isabella‍ replied coldly.

“If⁠ they have already‌‍ sent a petition,‌⁠​ it means our​​ influence has grown⁠ to the point⁠‌‍ of being considered​⁠‍ a force. What‌‍⁠ we need now​‌ is to cut⁠‌⁠ off that current.⁠​ If we respond‌ with a letter,‌⁠ we will only⁠ be opening a breach for that‍‍ current to grow​ stronger.”

“Then⁠​​ the answer will‌ be assassination.”

“…Are‌ you serious?”

“It’s‍​‍ a joke.”

Upon‌ hearing that, Isabella‌​​ blinked.

She‍⁠ had never imagined‍ the word “joke”‌ would come out⁠ of Perda’s mouth.‌‍

And⁠‌ no matter how​⁠⁠ she thought about‌‍ it, it had‍⁠ not sounded like‍ a joke.

Perda​⁠​ more or less⁠ understood what Isabella‌ meant by that‍‍⁠ current.

He‍​⁠ had accumulated far‌‌ too many enemies‍‍ in his life‍‍​ not to know‍⁠⁠ where that kind⁠⁠ of resentment eventually‌‌‍ flowed.

‘The‌‌ Empire.’

For​​ the Empire, the​⁠ explosive growth of‌‌​ the Dragon Duchess’s⁠‍ territory would not‌​ be pleasant.

They⁠‌ could not simply‌‍ sit back and⁠​‌ do nothing.

One​‌‌ way or another,⁠‌ they would try‌ to slow it⁠ down.

They‍ might even spread​​ the impression that‌⁠ Perda was provoking‌‍ wars everywhere in‍‍​ order to create‌‍⁠ refugees and absorb​​‌ them.

“What​ do you think‌⁠ we need right‌ now?”

“Contacts,‍‌ of course. What‌​​ political problems require‍‍ are contacts.”

It‍‌ was precisely what⁠⁠ Perda was worst​​‌ at after physical⁠⁠‍ activities.

“Isn’t​​‍ Count Consilus here?”​

“Count⁠‌ Consilus is an​‌ excellent person, but⁠​⁠ his influence is‍‍‌ limited to the​‍⁠ Far East.”

Just‌⁠‌ as a village‌ chief only holds‍ authority within his‌⁠​ own village, outside⁠​⁠ of it he‌‌⁠ is nothing more‍‌​ than a mere​​‌ outsider.

Consilus⁠‍​ always said the‌‍‌ same thing.

That​ it would be‌⁠‍ good to become​⁠ close to someone​ with real power‍‌​ within the Empire.⁠⁠

Back‌⁠​ then, it had‍ seemed like a distant problem.

He‍‌ had never imagined‍​‌ he would end‌ up building a city in his‌​‍ own front yard.‌​

“As⁠‍‍ I understand it,⁠‌​ you already attended‌‍​ the Council once.​​ Didn’t you become⁠‍ friends with anyone‍⁠ there?”

“Friends…?”⁠‌

Perda⁠​ mentally returned to‌ that day and‍​‌ tried to remember‌‍‌ the people he​‌‌ had gotten along‌‍ with.

A completely bald and‌‌‌ shining head appeared‍​‌ in his memory,‌ gleaming like the‍‍‍ sun.

“There’s‍⁠ Rector Escolea.”

“Rector​ Escolea does not‌‍ have enough influence​ to serve as‍‌ political backing.”

If​ anything, it would​ be Perda who‌‍⁠ would have to‌⁠ support him.

“And​⁠ what about Lorga⁠⁠⁠ Magic Tower, which‍‍​ declared an alliance​⁠ with us?”

“They‌ have influence, yes.‌‍ But their principle‌‌​ is not to‌​ interfere in human‌‌‌ politics. If the⁠⁠​ matter is not‍​ related to demons,‍ they will not​‌‌ lift a finger.”​

It‍​​ made sense.

They​ always said that​‍⁠ human affairs should⁠ be resolved by​‍ humans themselves.

“We​ need someone inside‍ the Empire. At‍ the very least,​ someone capable of‍‌⁠ containing any attempt​​‌ by the Empire‌ to hinder our‌‍⁠ growth.”

Someone‌‌‍ like that.

Where‍ could he find​‍‍ such a person?‍‌

Just‌⁠⁠ as Perda was‍⁠‍ reflecting on it,​ Ruri appeared, having⁠ been carrying out​ cleaning duties.

“A​‌​ visitor from the⁠​ Empire has arrived.”⁠

***⁠‍​

The‌ person who arrived⁠​​ via the Imperial‌‍‌ roads was a knight.

He‌​‌ bore the direct​ emblem of the‌ Imperial Family.

His​​‌ armor was adorned‌‍ with silver and​‌ gold, clearly conveying‌‌​ that no one‍⁠‌ should dare treat⁠‍ him lightly.

But​ Perda was a knight.

And‍⁠ he knew perfectly‍ well what his‌⁠⁠ role was.

He‍‌‌ deduced it when‌​ he saw the​⁠‌ owl feather attached‌⁠⁠ to the knight’s​ helmet.

‘A​ messenger.’

Those‌ responsible for delivering‍ letters written by‌ members of the⁠⁠⁠ Imperial bloodline.

A high-ranking position that‌‍⁠ could not be​ ignored.

“I‍‍ present my respects⁠‍ to the Grand‍‌⁠ Consort of Fire!‍⁠​ I am Aren,​​ an Imperial Knight!”​

“Welcome‍‍ to Castle Valdrova.⁠⁠ What brings you‌‌‌ here?”

“I‍​ have come to‍‍‍ deliver a letter⁠ from the Imperial‍‌​ Family.”

The‌ knight pulled out​‌ a box he​​ had been carrying​ close to his⁠ chest.

Inside‌‍ was a letter‌‍‌ carefully packaged by‍​‌ the person who​⁠⁠ had written it.⁠⁠

If‍​ he had come​​ to proclaim an​‌​ Imperial decree, he‍​⁠ would have brought​‍‍ a luxurious scroll​‌ rolled around a golden rod.

That‌ meant it was​ not an official‌ position of the‌⁠​ Empire, but a personal matter sent‍​‌ by a member​‌⁠ of the Imperial‍​⁠ Family.

‘If⁠ they’ve sent a letter like this…’⁠‍‍

Perhaps‍⁠ because of the​‍‍ conversation he had‌⁠ just had with‍​‌ Isabella, the first⁠‍ thing he thought‌​⁠ was that this‍‍⁠ might become a valuable contact.

He⁠‌‍ broke the seal⁠ and read the‍⁠⁠ contents.

“If⁠​ it isn’t too⁠​​ private, may I ask what it’s​‌ about?”

Since⁠ Isabella handled all⁠‌ the complicated matters,‍​‌ Perda had no‍ problem telling her.⁠

“A​‍​ member of the‌ Imperial Family is‍‍‍ coming to visit.”⁠

“So​‌ soon? Tomorrow already?”‌‌

“In‍​ a week.”

Time‍‍ within the Empire​⁠ was far too​⁠ valuable.

And⁠ members of the‌‌ Imperial Family were​⁠ true VVIPs.

From‌⁠​ their perspective, even​ a week was⁠ still short notice.‌⁠

Which⁠‍ member of the‌⁠ Imperial bloodline would‍‌‍ be coming?

Perda‌⁠ looked at the⁠​​ signature at the⁠‌ end of the‍ letter.

The⁠‌⁠ slight anticipation he‍​⁠ had felt disappeared‌ the moment he⁠​‍ saw the first​⁠ name.

“It’s‌‍ a letter sent⁠ by an Imperial‍​ Princess.”

Olivia‍ Arken.

Unlike‍ the Imperial Princes​​‍ who possessed succession⁠ rights, she could⁠​ not directly express‌​ political opinions.

“A‍​ beautiful façade on⁠‍​ the outside but⁠ empty on the‍‍‍ inside.”

Isabella‍ was right.

But‍ even an empty‌‍ façade was still‌‍ better than nothing.​‍

And‌ Perda, who was​‍ starving, needed something‍ to put in​​⁠ his mouth immediately.‌⁠‍

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