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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 42: Reverse Scale

Chapter 42: Reverse Scale

Valdrova⁠ Castle, territory of​​⁠ the Grand Duchy‌ of Valdrova.

That‍ day, Ruri was‍​ presenting her weekly‌ report in front⁠ of Valdrova.

“The‍⁠⁠ latest we know⁠​ is that Perda‍‌‍ has arrived safely‌ at the empire⁠‍ and is currently‍ speaking in the⁠‌‌ imperial palace.”

It‌‍ was, essentially, a report on Perda’s​ movements.

Upon‌ hearing it, Valdrova​​​ let out a sigh, as if​‌ relieved.

— I see. I’m‍‌⁠ glad he arrived⁠ safely.

“…Haven’t‌ I told you⁠‌ several times already?​‍ That, except in⁠​ extreme cases, monsters‍‍‌ wouldn’t attack that​⁠ carriage.”

The‍‍‍ far east was‍ considered an abandoned⁠‍ land, with many​ undeveloped areas.

Because​ of that, forests‍⁠​ were abundant, and‍⁠‌ where there are‍​ many trees, there​‍ are also many‍⁠ monsters.

Encountering​ monsters during a journey was more⁠‍ than twice as⁠ common as in⁠‍‌ other regions.

Even‌​‌ so, Perda’s carriage‍ did not run‍ that risk.

When‍ it was built,‌‍⁠ a dragon scale‍‌ had been hidden‌​ inside it.

Monsters,‌​ guided by instinct,​ would avoid even‍ approaching due to‍​⁠ the smell and⁠‌ presence of the‍​⁠ dragon.

Zero‌‍ probability of attack.​

And‌ just in case,‍ it was also‌⁠ escorted by Arwen,​‍‌ a knight of‍ Count Consilus, so‍⁠ even if an‌​ attack occurred, they‍⁠‍ could move safely.‌

‘And‌ even so…’

Valdrova‍⁠⁠ could not remain⁠‍ at ease.

The⁠‍ mere fact that⁠ he had left⁠​⁠ the territory made​‌​ her uneasy.

If‍ she worried even​‍ when he was​⁠‍ right in front​​‌ of her eyes,‍ sending him somewhere‌ beyond her reach‌⁠​ was like a bolt from the​ blue.

— Is he eating​ well?

— There won’t be​‌ monsters nearby, right?‌‍

— He isn’t hurt,⁠‍ is he?

Those‍‌ were questions Ruri⁠ had heard barely​ six hours after‍‍‍ his departure.

‘As⁠ if she were‌⁠ taking care of⁠‍⁠ a sick chick.’⁠

She‍ treated him like​‌ a fragile creature⁠​‍ that could die⁠‍​ at any moment.⁠

It⁠‍‍ was inevitable.

For⁠⁠ an immortal being⁠‍ that had existed​‌ since times close‍ to the origin,​ a mortal human⁠‍ of 18 years​ was no different​ from an ant.​‍‌

Moreover,⁠‌ Perda’s body was​ weaker than that‍⁠ of a normal⁠​ person.

Ruri‌‍⁠ had no choice⁠ but to attach​‍‌ a spirit to‍‌‌ his carriage to⁠⁠​ receive reports every‍ three hours.

And​ she deeply hated‌‌​ having to do​⁠‍ so.

‘She‌‌ is straying further​⁠‍ and further from​‌ the dignity of‍⁠⁠ a sovereign.’

She⁠ had never been‌​ a particularly majestic​ dragon.

Ruri​ knew Valdrova’s two⁠ sides.

When​​⁠ she took her‍ red dragon form,⁠​ she always spoke​ with solemnity and⁠ seriousness.

She‍​ was a solitary‍ guardian, and her‌ presence imposed constant⁠ tension.

But⁠ when she adopted‌ human form, all⁠ that tension disappeared.‌

Her⁠‌⁠ face, her gestures,​ her behavior everything​​ changed until she​‍ seemed like a different person.

She​‌​ became a pure‌ woman, far removed⁠ from any imperial‌⁠ dignity.

‘I‍‌⁠ can accept all‍ her facets…’

But‍‌⁠ Ruri wished that​ at least that​ line would not​⁠ disappear.

However,‍‌ the more Perda⁠‍ integrated into Valdrova’s​​​ life, the more⁠ she felt that‌​ even in her​⁠ dragon form she⁠​ was losing her‌ dignity.

Her‌‍ emotions were mixed.​‍‍

Ruri​ wanted her master‍ to be happy.‍​

But‌‌⁠ she also wanted‌ her to maintain​⁠ her presence as‌​​ a sovereign.

‘Perda.’​

Everything‌‌‍ had changed since⁠‌ that man appeared.‍‌‌

She‍⁠ owed him a lot, but she‍​ also had many‌ reasons to detest​ him.

“I​ will not report‌ on his return.”‍

At‌ those words, Valdrova​‍ moved abruptly.

— Why?

“We‍ already know that‍‍ the outgoing path⁠ is safe, so​‍‌ there is no⁠​ need to worry⁠ about the return,​ right?”

— ….But the return‌ path could be‌ dangerous.

Once‍‍​ again speaking like‌‌‌ a grandmother worried‌‌ about her grandson.​​

“Then​⁠ why don’t you​‍ go yourself to‍ receive him?”

— Hmm…

Valdrova‍ lowered her head,‍‌ hesitating.

Despite‍ her concern, she​ still felt uncomfortable‍‍⁠ interacting with humans.‌‍

Seeing​‍​ that she could​ not respond, Ruri‌​⁠ pressed on.

“You⁠‍ don’t need to‍ worry so much‌⁠⁠ about Perda. For⁠ us, 18 years​ is little, but‍‌ in human society‍ he is an‍‍ adult.”

— I know.

“And​‌​ he is handling‌‍​ well the things​‍ you could not‌ do.”

— I know that‍ too…

“So​‌⁠ don’t worry so⁠ much. As long‌​‍ as you are‌⁠‌ well, there will⁠ be no moment⁠⁠‍ when Perda is‌⁠ in danger.”

It⁠ was at that​ moment that it⁠‍​ happened.

Inside⁠‌⁠ the calm refuge,‍ the wind began⁠ to stir, taking‍ shape.

The‍⁠ superior wind spirit,⁠ Storm, appeared floating​⁠ beside Ruri, showing‍ only its face.‌

“It‍ seems news from‌⁠ Perda has arrived.⁠‍ One moment…”

— Alright.

Valdrova​ adjusted herself and⁠⁠ waited.

Ruri‍‍ listened calmly but​ her eyes suddenly‍​‌ widened.

“What?⁠⁠​ What does that‌‍ mean…?”

Out‌‌ of surprise, she⁠ raised her voice.‌⁠‍

Then‌‍ she lowered it‌ again.

But‍⁠ Valdrova was not⁠⁠​ someone who could‌⁠⁠ ignore it.

— What’s happening?

Ruri‌​​ did not respond.⁠⁠​

She​ only listened to‍‌ the spirit.

— Has something happened?​‍

“Please‍⁠‍ wait a moment,‌⁠⁠ my lady.”

Valdrova’s‍ golden eyes moved.‍

She‍‍​ had sensed something.​​

— Has something happened‍‌ to my fiancé?​

Her‍ patience was reaching​⁠​ its limit.

Her‌⁠​ presence began to‌ lose stability.

Crack—‌​​

Her⁠‍‍ claws dug into​​ the ground.

Rumble—​

The​​ entire cave began‍‌‍ to tremble from‌‌​ her emotions.

— Tell me the⁠⁠⁠ truth. What has‍‌ happened to my​​‍ fiancé?

Valdrova,‌⁠ the red dragon.⁠

Mistress⁠⁠ of fire and‍ strength, was gradually‌‍​ releasing the power​⁠‍ she had been⁠‌ containing.

After‌‌ listening to the⁠‍​ spirit, Ruri finally‌ spoke.

“It​⁠‌ is nothing you⁠ need to worry‍ about.”

— Then what has​​ happened?

“It‍⁠ is only a political matter. The‍‌ message came urgently,​ nothing more.”

— Then my fiancé​ is fine?

“Yes.”⁠‌⁠

The​ trembling ceased.

Valdrova,⁠⁠‍ who had risen,​​⁠ sighed and coiled‍‌ herself again.

— Then why that‌⁠ serious expression?

“I‍ was just concentrating.⁠ I’m sorry for‌‌ worrying you.”

— Hmm… I see.​⁠‌ Very well.

Valdrova‌‍ trusted Ruri and​⁠ calmed her heart.‍‍

“Then​‍ I will take​‌ my leave. I still have territorial⁠‌ documents to review…”⁠⁠

— Good, you may​‌ go.

Ruri⁠ left the refuge.‍

She⁠ walked in silence.‍‌

She⁠​ exited the cave‍ and slowly advanced‍​ through the forest.‍​

Upon​⁠‍ finding a marker,⁠ she stopped.

This‍ should be enough.⁠‌‍

Once‍‌ she was far‌ enough that Valdrova‌‍‌ could not perceive⁠‍ her, she finally⁠⁠ spoke.

“Storm.”‍‌

The​‌‍ wind spirit appeared‍ again.

— Yes, my lady.‌‌‌

“About‌​ the message your​‌ subordinate transmitted…”

Ruri’s‌‍⁠ voice, now lower,⁠‌‍ trembled slightly.

“Do⁠ you swear there‍‌ is not a single lie?”

The‌⁠​ wind spirit, Storm,⁠​ trembled for an⁠ instant.

Its⁠ face remained expressionless​‍⁠ and professional, but​​​ behind that a strong restrained agitation​⁠‍ could be felt.​​‍

It‌‍⁠ could not be‌⁠⁠ otherwise.

The⁠‌ news it had​ brought was not⁠ a simple political‌ matter.

— Yes. It is‌ recorded that he⁠ was attacked by​ the magical investigator‌‍ inside the sealed‍⁠‍ warehouse and was‍‍‍ injured. I received⁠⁠⁠ that urgent report⁠⁠ and am simply‍ transmitting it.

The⁠ regent of the‌​ far east had‍ been injured inside⁠ the imperial palace.‌‍‍

In‌ human politics, that⁠‌ would normally be⁠​ resolved through negotiations‍‍ and agreements.

But‍​ the one involved‌ was someone who‌ would become the⁠⁠​ consort of a dragon.

‘And⁠​ also my lady’s‌​‌ fiancé.’

When‍‌‍ Valdrova suspected that​‌‍ something had happened,​ she became greatly⁠​ agitated.

If​ she had been⁠​‍ told directly that​⁠​ he had been⁠‍‍ injured, it would‌ not have remained⁠ a simple diplomatic‍ issue.

‘My​ lady would lose⁠‌ her mind…’

And​ then other dragons​‌ would also move.‌‍‍

That​ had to be‌‍‌ avoided at all⁠ costs.

‘Dragons‍ must not intervene.’​

But‌‍ a dragon’s descendant​‍‌ was different.

“Understood.”‍​

From⁠‍​ Ruri’s back, wings​‌‌ spread.

Her‍ silver wings shone⁠ brighter than ever,⁠‌ extending powerfully.

Thoom!​

With‍ a single flap⁠ of her wings,​⁠ her figure disappeared.‍

The​‍‌ owner of wind​​‍ and steel, the‌ silver dragon.

When⁠ she flew, no‌‍ one could follow‍‍‍ her with their‌ eyes, which was​‌ why she was⁠ also called the‍‌ silver comet.

As​ someone who possessed​​ that power, Ruri​​ could also move‍⁠‌ at an overwhelming​ speed.

A sense of pressure⁠‌ kept growing in‌‍⁠ her chest.

Why‍⁠‌ had Perda entered⁠‌ the sealed warehouse?⁠⁠

And⁠​ why had he​⁠ nearly died inside​​ the imperial palace?‍⁠‍

‘Did‌ they really dare​‍ to underestimate my​ lady that much?’⁠

Ruri⁠ had never had⁠‌ a good impression‌ of the empire.‍⁠

From‍ the beginning, the‍ third prince, who‌‍ shared that blood,⁠ had approached Valdrova‌‌ with the intention​‌ of using her.⁠​⁠

And⁠⁠ not satisfied with‌⁠‌ that, the nobles‌⁠‍ had even used​‌ him as an‌‍‌ excuse to expel​​ him from his‌ family.

A humiliation.

An‍ unforgivable humiliation.

However,⁠ Ruri had not‍ acted.

Not⁠‌‍ because she didn’t​‍ care, but because⁠ Valdrova did not⁠ wish it.

She‍​ believed her own​​‍ misfortune was natural,‍⁠ and did not‌​⁠ cling pathetically to‌‌ the hope she​‌‌ once had.

‘And‌ now that she⁠ had finally regained​‌‍ that hope.’

And‍​ they dared to​‍⁠ endanger someone who​ was going to​​ become the consort‍⁠ of a dragon?‌‍

Crack—‌‌

After‌‌​ flying at full‍ speed for about⁠⁠⁠ five minutes, the⁠ empire appeared before⁠‍ her eyes.

The‍‍ place that had‍⁠ taken Perda a week to reach‍ took her mere‌ moments.

Her⁠‌ silver eyes fixed​‍⁠ on the imperial​‍ palace.

‘No‍ matter what it​‌ is.’

Someone​​‍ had to pay‍ for this.

The⁠ silver comet that​‌⁠ cut through the‍⁠​ sky descended directly‌ onto the palace.‌

***⁠

“Level‍‍ 1 alert! All‍⁠ knights and mages⁠ within the imperial⁠​ palace are notified!‍‌‌ Enter combat state⁠​ and assemble at‌​ the royal garden‍ entrance!”

The​‌ point of impact​⁠ was the palace​ garden.

Knights‍​​ and mages, startled,​⁠‍ hurried toward it.​

Perda​ also walked in​ that direction, following​‌ their movement.

A knight, seeing him⁠​‌ walk so calmly,⁠ drew his sword‌ and asked,

“Who​‍ are you? It’s⁠ the first time​ I’ve seen you‌‌​ in this palace!”​‍‍

He⁠‍⁠ seemed like a young man full‌‍ of a sense​ of justice and​ duty.

And,‍‍ unlike the other‍​‌ knights, also somewhat‌ naïve.

“I​‌⁠ am Perda Valdrova,‌ regent.”

“Perda​ Valdrova? Ah! The⁠ one who was‍​ arriving today… My‍ apologies for not​⁠ recognizing you, regent!”‌⁠

“It’s​‍ no problem. Are⁠‍‌ they gathering in‌⁠ the palace garden?”​

“That’s‌‍ right. It’s a level 1 alert,‍‌ so could you‍⁠‌ withdraw to a room for safety?”⁠

“It’s​ a good idea,‍⁠‍ but it would‌ be better if​‍ I go with‌ you.”

“Huh?”​

“Guide‌ me to the⁠‍ garden. I don’t‌ know the place‍ well.”

“That’s​ not possible. In‍⁠‍ a level 1 situation, you could⁠‌ be in danger,‌⁠ regent.”

Perda​‍‍ understood upon hearing⁠⁠‍ that.

This‍ guy had no‌‍‍ idea what was​​‍ really happening.

“Because​‌‌ of me, you‌​ are already in⁠⁠⁠ danger.”

“Because‌​ of you, regent…?”‌‌

His‍‍​ face showed he⁠ understood absolutely nothing.‍‍

Seeing​‍⁠ such a foolish​‌ expression, Perda let‌ out a sigh.‌

“What‌‌​ is your name?”​

“Ah,‍⁠ my name is⁠ Malcolm. I’m from​‍‍ Peach Hill, so​​​ I don’t have⁠‌‍ a surname.”

“Alright,‌⁠‌ Malcolm of Peach​ Hill. Don’t try⁠ to understand it‌⁠​ with that limited‍⁠ capacity you have.​‍ The only thing⁠⁠ you need to‌⁠‌ do is guide‌⁠ me to where‌⁠‍ we need to‌‌⁠ go.”

“B-but‍​​ I have the​⁠ duty to protect‍‍ the citizens…”

“How‌ difficult you are.‍‌ Tell me, do‌ you prefer to​​‍ lose your life​ or to resolve​‌‍ this in the‌ best way?”

“I​ came here prepared⁠‍ to give my‌⁠ life.”

“….”⁠

Worse⁠ than he expected.‍

With‌‌​ someone like this,​ it wasn’t worth‌ continuing to talk.​

“Then​‌ I’ll go on‌​‍ my own.”

“Ah,​‌ you can’t go​‌ that way! Seriously…!”‍

Perda⁠​‍ moved forward, leaving‍ Malcolm behind.

Even​‌‌ though he kept‌ insisting that he‌ couldn’t, he didn’t‍⁠ dare touch him,⁠‍ so he just‍ hovered around him.‍‍

In​‍ front of the​ palace garden, right‍ at the entrance,​‍ numerous knights and​‍ mages had gathered.​

“Third‌‍‌ knight squad! Tight‌ formation!”

“Fifth⁠⁠‌ knight squad! Tight​ formation! Form wing!”‌‌‌

Following⁠‌‍ the commander’s orders,​‌ they blocked the⁠ entrance.

“Second‌‍‍ mage corps! Prepare⁠⁠‍ for defense!”

“Third‌‌ mage corps! Prepare⁠​​ bombardment magic!”

The​​ mages also finished⁠⁠⁠ preparing for combat.​​‌

“The‌⁠ intruder is moving!⁠⁠ Heading toward the‌ entrance!”

Shouted‍ a mage maintaining‌‍ a detection spell.⁠

“All⁠‌ units! Prepare yourselves!!”⁠​‌

The​ tension became unbearable.​‍‍

In‌⁠ front of them⁠‌​ was a wall⁠ made of rose​‌ vines.

Then,⁠‍ a silver light‍​‍ shone in a rectangular shape.

With‌⁠ that flash, the‌ wall collapsed, forming​ something like a doorway.

The⁠‍‌ intruder appeared.

And⁠ what came out⁠‌‌ was a silver-haired⁠‌⁠ girl dressed as​ a maid.

‘Ruri.’⁠‍​

Just​ as Perda had⁠​ predicted.

If‌ there was an‍‍‍ intruder in the‌​ palace in a situation like this,‍⁠ it was most‍​ likely her.

But‌‌‍ she did not⁠‌ look as usual.⁠​‌

Silver‌‍ wings, a thick‍ tail extending beneath‌​ her skirt, a pair of horns⁠⁠ stretching backward like‍ lightning.

And⁠ an intense aura‍​⁠ that awakened instinctive‌​ fear.

“A-a​‌ dragon?”

Someone⁠ shouted, and morale‌⁠ dropped instantly.

Those‌‍‍ who had never‍​​ seen a dragon⁠‍ not even a descendant reacted immediately.​⁠

“Don’t​‍⁠ be afraid! It’s‌​ only a dragon‌⁠ spawn!”

A dragon spawn.

Beings​ who inherit dragon​ blood after undergoing⁠​⁠ an ascension ritual,‌ servants of the⁠‍ dragon.

Each​ of them is⁠‍‌ equivalent to a well-trained knight, capable‌⁠⁠ of defeating several⁠​⁠ human knights without⁠​ difficulty.

The‍⁠⁠ commander shouted that⁠​ to maintain morale.‍‌

But⁠​‌ even he couldn’t‌‌ believe it.

‘A​ dragon spawn breaks‌‌ the palace’s magical‍⁠⁠ barrier in a single strike?’

The⁠ imperial palace was‌‍ one of the​ safest places created​ by humans.

The⁠⁠​ anti-air attack barriers‍ were composed of‍‍​ three layers.

If‍ all were not​‌‍ broken, they would​ regenerate automatically, preventing​⁠‍ any aerial infiltration.‌‌

Not‍ even a meteorite​​‍ could break through​⁠ them.

And​​ that girl had​ destroyed them alone.‍‌

‘And​​ a dragon spawn‍ can emit a Dragon Fear of‌⁠ this level?’

That⁠⁠⁠ was what confused⁠‌‌ even experienced knights.‍​⁠

Dragon⁠ spawn cannot generate⁠‍‍ Dragon Fear.

But‍ that girl was​⁠ doing it.

As​ if she were‍‍ a dragon whose​‌⁠ reverse scale had⁠‌⁠ been touched.

Their‍‌ bodies trembled, cold⁠ sweat flowed endlessly.‌‌​

The⁠ formation was on​ the verge of⁠‌​ collapse, and some‌⁠ mages even lost​‌‍ concentration and canceled⁠​⁠ their spells.

“Uaaah…”⁠‍

Malcolm,‌ who was nearby,‍‍ could not withstand​ the Dragon Fear​⁠ and fell to​‍⁠ his knees.

And‌​⁠ at that moment,​ he saw something⁠⁠ impossible.

‘How‌⁠‍ can the regent⁠‌ be so calm?’‍​‌

Not​‌‌ only was he‍‌‍ not sweating, he⁠ was the only​‍ one still standing​ firmly.

His‍ unwavering gaze was‌ almost absurd.

“You‍‌ said your name​​ was Malcolm, right?”‍

Perda​ spoke to him‌‌ naturally.

“Huh?​⁠ Ah… yes… yes,⁠‍ that’s right.”

“You⁠​​ were right.”

“Huh?”‌‍‌

Perda’s⁠⁠⁠ gaze was fixed‍⁠⁠ on Ruri.

And​​​ Ruri’s eyes were‍​‍ also on him.‌⁠‍

“I​ might be the⁠ one in danger.”‍‍

Ruri⁠ was completely furious⁠‍ with Perda.

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