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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 51: Damn

Chapter 51: Damn

Grand​‍‍ Council.

The​ representatives of the⁠ intelligent races of‌‍ the entire continent​‌‌ of Serdes had‌‌ gathered there.

Although‍⁠ the place was‍​‌ spacious and there‍⁠​ were many people,⁠​⁠ there were no​‌ assigned seats in‍‍ the Grand Council.⁠‍

Even‍⁠​ so, each one⁠ sat next to‍‌ their faction or​​‌ close allies, showing​ off the size‌‌‌ of their power.‌‌

‘In​ this era, the​ balance was truly‌ tense.’

To‌ Perda’s eyes, it‌ looked as if‌ he were seeing‌ a map of‍⁠ forces.

The⁠‌⁠ largest country on‌‌‍ the continent was‌ the Arken Empire.‍

To‌ counter it, the⁠ kingdoms organized themselves‍ into alliances to​​‌ match its scale.‌

That​‍​ meant the balance​ of the continent​ was still being‍‍ maintained.

As‌ a member of‍ the Arken Empire,⁠‍ Perda took a seat with his​ faction.

The‌⁠‌ council chamber did‌ not have the‌ ostentation of the​ banquet hall.

Its‌⁠‌ design was sober,⁠ to avoid distractions,​​ similar to other‍ council chambers.

The⁠​ seats, arranged in​‍ a semicircle, directed‍‍‌ attention toward the⁠‍​ center.

And‌‌ in that center‌ was the owner‌ of that place.‌⁠⁠

‘The​ White Dragon, Blancaros.’⁠‍

Completely‍⁠ white hair, white⁠⁠​ eyes, and a youthful face that‍​ showed no passage​ of time.

His‌​⁠ whiteness was so‍⁠ unreal that it‌‍⁠ seemed to emit⁠ light on its‍ own.

That‌ was the immortal​‌ beauty of dragons.⁠

‘He‍ is definitely a dragon.’

While‍⁠‍ Perda observed him,⁠‌‍ Blancaros’s eyes moved.⁠⁠‍

At​ first he thought⁠ it was an​‍ illusion, but it‍‍ was not.

Blancaros‌‌ was looking directly‌⁠‌ at him.

His⁠ white eyes were⁠‌⁠ cold and pure.‌

At​⁠⁠ the moment that​ gaze reached him,‍ Perda felt his‍‍ mana circles stir.‍

It⁠ was an instinctive‌ warning before an‌ absolutely superior being.​⁠‍

Curiously,​‌‍ there was no​⁠ discomfort in it.⁠⁠‌

Just‍ as when he‌​​ had entered his‍​⁠ domain.

Behind‌​ Blancaros stood three⁠​‍ men and women‍ with white hair.‍

They‍ were his three‍ spawn created through⁠‍ the ascension ritual—the​​ Tongue, the Scale,​​​ and the Hand.‌‍‌

Blancaros‍ moved his hand.⁠

As​ he did so,⁠‌⁠ a woman who‌‌‌ stood upright cleared⁠ her throat and⁠‍ spoke.

She‍‌ was the Tongue‌‍ of Blancaros.

The​⁠⁠ representative of the⁠‍⁠ White Dragon, in‌ charge of directing‌‍ the proceedings.

Her​ voice echoed throughout‍‌ the hall.

“We⁠ offer our most⁠‍ sincere welcome to‌‍ those who have​ come for the‌​‌ peace of the‌‌ continent.”

She​⁠​ read the document‍ she held.

After​ some formalities, she‍ began to list​⁠ the topics of⁠⁠⁠ the council.

“The‍‍‍ mediation of the‌‍⁠ conflict between King‌ Hudret and Duke‍​⁠ Yurei will begin.”⁠

The⁠⁠ first matter was​ a simple conflict.​‌⁠

Although⁠ calling it a conflict was misleading—in‌ reality, it was⁠ a war.

A man stood up,‌ frowning.

“I​​⁠ sincerely thank the‍​‌ representatives of the‌ great lord of​​ order for granting⁠ us this space.‍ Before proceeding, I request a correction—this‍ war was caused‍‌ by King Hudret’s‌‌ invasion.”

Then​‌​ another man stood⁠ up.

It⁠⁠ was King Hudret‌ himself.

“The⁠ first to die‍ were my subjects.‍‍ How was I supposed to stop​‌ the people who‍‍ rose up for‌‍ revenge?”

“It​‍ was you who‍‌‌ mobilized the army!”‌⁠

“Silence.‌​⁠ This is a place of mediation.‍⁠⁠ The final compensation‍​​ will be determined‌ based on the‍⁠ evidence presented.”

The​ Tongue of Blancaros​‍​ interrupted the discussion,‌‍⁠ preventing it from‌ dragging on.

“Each‍⁠‍ side, present your⁠‍⁠ evidence.”

Both​​⁠ sides submitted documents​ with their evidence.‌‌⁠

The‌‌⁠ objective of the⁠ mediation was to‌ determine compensation for⁠‌ the damages of⁠ the war.

The‌ documents floated one‌ by one and⁠‌ unfolded before Blancaros.‍‌⁠

What⁠‍‌ the attendants had⁠‍ taken two months⁠​​ to draft, he⁠​‌ read in barely‌⁠‍ a minute.

Then,⁠‍‌ Blancaros made a gesture toward a young man.

The⁠​ boy held a scale.

He‌‍ was the Scale​ of Blancaros.

The⁠‌⁠ scale tilted to‌ one side.

Upon⁠‌‌ seeing it, Blancaros⁠‍ began to write,‌⁠⁠ and the Tongue​‌‌ announced the verdict.​⁠

“Judgment!​‍‌ Duke Yurei must​‍ pay 60,000 gold‍ to King Hudret.”​

Emotions‍​​ split at that​‍‌ moment.

Duke​‍​ Yurei, defeated, burst‍‍‌ out in anger.⁠

“This⁠⁠ makes no sense!⁠ They were the‌‍​ invaders! Why do​‍ I have to​‌​ pay?”

“It‍ has been determined​​⁠ that you violated⁠ the laws of‍⁠‍ war by not⁠‌⁠ taking prisoners and​‌ by preventing priests‌⁠ from attending to​​‌ the wounded. After‍‍ considering all factors,⁠​​ it is concluded⁠‌‌ that your responsibility​ is greater.”

Yurei‍⁠​ retorted.

“Other​‌ countries do the‍‌ same! King Hudret’s​ knights did it‍‌ too! Why can’t​​ we—?”

“As​ stated, it is‌​ enough to present​ evidence.”

The‍‍ Tongue replied coldly.‍‌

“This‍ is a territory⁠ of absolute neutrality,‌​⁠ governed by law‌⁠ and order. If⁠‌‌ you request mediation​‌⁠ here, the laws​ of Serdes apply.‌ Evidence takes precedence​​​ over customs.”

That‍ is to say,​​​ even if the‍ other had started​‍ it, without proof,​‌⁠ only Yurei would​‌ be guilty.

Evidence‍​ completely determined who‌ was the aggressor‍ or the victim.​

Yurei’s​​ face was twisted‍​‍ with rage.

The‍ Tongue pointed to⁠‌‌ the document before‌‍‍ him.

“Duke⁠​​ Yurei, the mediation‍‌​ has concluded. Proceed‍‌ to sign.”

Yurei​​ looked at the‌ document, consumed by‌‌ indignation.

He‍‌​ knew what it​ meant.

The‌ moment he signed,‌‌ he would cross‍​‍ a point of​⁠​ no return.

Whether​‌ he liked it‌​​ or not, he‌⁠ would be the⁠⁠ one at fault.​

‘The‌⁠ effect is absolute.’⁠‌‍

Once⁠ decided, there is​ no turning back.‌⁠‍

‘And‍⁠ he cannot refuse⁠ either.’

Everyone‌‌‍ present were witnesses,‌⁠ judges, and potential‍ plunderers.

Rejecting⁠⁠ the verdict meant‌‍ becoming their prey.‌​

In⁠⁠ that place, yesterday’s​ enemy remained an‌ enemy, but yesterday’s​ ally could become‍ today’s enemy.

“…I⁠⁠⁠ accept the verdict.”‌‍

Yurei⁠ finally gave in.‍‍

His⁠​‍ signature trembled as​ if there were‍ an earthquake.

‘Did‌ they just reverse⁠​ victim and aggressor?’‍⁠

Without⁠ knowing all the⁠ details, that was‍‌ all Perda could​‌⁠ assume.

“If​⁠‌ it was so‌ unfair, you should‌‌ have resolved it‌‌⁠ yourself to the​ end.”

Someone‌⁠​ murmured quietly.

Perda⁠⁠‌ silently agreed.

If​⁠ they wanted guaranteed​​‍ compensation, they should⁠⁠‍ not have resorted‍‍ to mediation, but‌‌‌ taken it to‍⁠⁠ a war of‍​ annihilation where one⁠‌‍ side was destroyed.⁠‌

If‌‌ it was left⁠⁠ halfway, it was‌ only natural for⁠​​ it to return‌‍​ as revenge.

The‌⁠ Tongue of Blancaros​​‍ moved on to​⁠‍ the next matter.‍

There‍ were several more‍‌⁠ conflicts, but they⁠‍‍ were trivial.

Disputes​ between dwarves and‍​‌ elves.

Internal‌⁠ conflicts among dwarves⁠ over lineages and‌‍‍ dynasties.

Problems​ that would never⁠‌ be resolved, nor‍ did they intend​ to resolve them.‌​‌

They⁠ merely postponed endless​‍ discussions.

After‍ two hours, those‍ endless disputes finally⁠ concluded.

“As⁠ there are no​⁠ more cases of⁠ mediation, we will‌ move on to​ today’s topics. The​ next was proposed‍​​ by the rector⁠‍⁠ of Escolea…”

The‌⁠ Tongue paused briefly‍⁠‌ before continuing.

“The⁠‌‍ topic is the⁠​ increase of magical​ beasts and the‌⁠‍ possible reappearance of‌ demons.”

Escolea,⁠​ being a city‍‌‌ of scholars, had‍⁠‌ a rector as‌ its leader instead‌‍ of a mayor.‌‌‍

The⁠⁠ bald rector stepped‍​​ onto the platform.‍⁠‍

His‍ hair had disappeared,​ consumed by years‌‌‍ of study.

“It​​​ has been 138​‍ years since the​‍‍ death of Godwin,​⁠‌ lord of darkness‌‍ who plunged the⁠ continent into chaos.⁠ However, if you‌ observe this graph…”⁠

Using‍‍ magic, he projected​‍​ an image into⁠⁠‍ the air.

He‌​​ pointed to the‌⁠⁠ graph.

“Unlike​ his death, magical‌​⁠ beasts have been‍‍ increasing.”

An‌​⁠ upward graph.

Although⁠⁠‍ the increase was‌‍‍ not large.

Upon‍ seeing it, comments‍ began.

“It‍​ doesn’t seem to‍⁠‌ be rising that‍⁠⁠ much.”

“The‌ problem is not‌‌‍ how much it​‌⁠ rises, but that​ it rises.”

“They‌​‍ are only estimates.‍ It could even‌ go down. It​‌ seems exaggerated to‌ me.”

Opinions‌‍​ were divided.

Some⁠‍​ said it was‌⁠ exaggerated.

Others​​ said it was​ a serious matter.​‌‌

But,‍‍ in reality, it‍​​ was not for⁠ the well-being of⁠‌‌ the continent.

‘A‍‌ pretext to arm⁠ themselves.’

Those⁠ who spoke of⁠‍‍ danger wanted to‍ justify armament.

Those‍‍ who minimized it‌​‌ wanted to avoid‍‌⁠ unnecessary expenses.

The‍ fate of the⁠ continent did not‌‍​ matter to them.​‌

Only​⁠‍ their own interests.‌

It⁠‍ was then.

“Measure​⁠‌ your words!”

Someone​⁠‌ slammed the table‌​ with overwhelming force‍‍ and stood up.⁠‌

But‍⁠ the voice was‍​ young.

It⁠ was Erdes Roton.‍

“The‍ great Valdrova’s fiancé⁠‌ is here! Do‍ you think you​ can speak like⁠⁠‍ that and get‍‍‌ away with it?”‌⁠‌

Everyone⁠‍ looked for Perda.‌⁠‌

When‍ they found him,‍​​ they fixed their​ gaze on him.​‍​

Perda​ cursed inwardly.

That‍ bitch.

“The‍‍⁠ representative of Valdrova?”⁠

“That‌⁠​ evil dragon brought​⁠ a representative?”

Murmurs​‍ began.

The‌⁠‌ rector, already uncomfortable,​⁠ now seemed even‌‌ more troubled.

Perda‍ looked at Erdes.‍

She​⁠⁠ was smiling, like‌⁠ someone enjoying the⁠⁠ chaos from afar.⁠⁠‍

She​⁠​ had come to‍⁠⁠ intervene at the‍‌ right moment, but​ she still wanted​ to observe.

Since​‌⁠ all eyes were‌​​ on him, he⁠‌ decided to speak.‌⁠

“It​‍‌ is true that‌ in the Far⁠ East, magical beasts​​⁠ continue to increase.⁠​ However, I believe‌⁠‍ it is not⁠⁠‌ exactly the same⁠⁠ case as the‌⁠⁠ one being discussed‍‍‌ here, so I will not intervene‍ further.”

“I​ thank you, regent.‌‍ What we are⁠​⁠ discussing now concerns​ the rest of​⁠‌ the continent, excluding‌‍‌ the Far East.”‍‌

The​ rector seemed to‌‌​ have been saved.​‍

It​‌​ was clear that‌​‌ his authority was​​ weak.

“For⁠⁠ that reason, we‌‌⁠ assume that someone‍ is deliberately summoning⁠⁠⁠ or creating these​‍ creatures. In other‍​ words, demonic followers⁠ may be increasing.”⁠‍‍

“Demonic⁠⁠‌ followers…”

“Aren’t‍‍‌ they worse than​ demon followers?”

Both​ were despised, but‍ different.

Demons⁠‌​ wanted to dominate‍‍⁠ the world.

Dark​⁠⁠ demons wanted to⁠​ destroy it.

Demonic‍⁠‌ followers gained nothing.​

They​‌ were pure evil.‍‍

“And‌‍ what would they‍‍ gain?”

“Could⁠⁠ it be that​⁠​ they seek the‌ reappearance of the⁠‍‌ Black Dragon Godwin?”‌​

The⁠​⁠ reappearance of Godwin!‍‌

That‍ was something completely‌ different.

Even‍ those who considered⁠ it an exaggeration‍ fell silent.

All‍ eyes turned to​‌ the Dragon Spawn.‍‍‍

“Reappearance…?”‌‌​

Blancaros⁠ spoke for the‌ first time.

At‍ that instant, the‌‍ atmosphere fell under⁠​​ his control.

“What⁠​ do you think?”‍​‌

He​ asked the Dragon‌‌ Spawn.

The‍‍⁠ first to respond‍⁠​ was one of‌​​ Silverwind.

With⁠ silver hair and​‌ scars all over‍‍‌ his body.

They⁠‌ were marks of‍⁠ honor from defending‌‍ the north.

“Even‍ if the beasts‍​​ increase, we continue‌ eliminating remnants constantly.​⁠‍ I swear, no​​ one hates Godwin‌‌ more than we‌⁠ do.”

“I‌​ have always valued‍​‌ your loyalty. And​‌ Iorga?”

Iorga’s‌⁠⁠ representative spoke.

A young woman, elegant‍​​ and dignified.

“In⁠ Serdes, we have​‍ not detected anomalies​​‍ in mana. We​​ also constantly monitor⁠ hidden areas with‍⁠ adventurers. If something⁠‍⁠ that large existed,‍‍​ we would have‌⁠⁠ noticed it first.”‍

Then‍ a priest of⁠ Odograsado spoke.

“Our​​‌ Order of the‍‍ Golden Scales also⁠ watches over demons,⁠ and we see‍ nothing concerning.”

The‌ three dragon representatives​⁠‍ present at the⁠​ Grand Council agreed‍ that there was​ no need to⁠⁠ consider it a problem for now.​⁠‍

All⁠‌‌ of them were‍​​ emissaries of the‍ guardian dragons, who‍​​ prioritize the safety​ of the continent​ above all else.‌

They‌ were far removed‍⁠ from human politics,⁠ and the weight‍​​ of their words⁠⁠ was entirely different.⁠

After​ hearing them, Blancaros‍‍‌ fell silent again.‌‍

Then,​​ his Tongue spoke⁠‍ in his place.​‌​

“The​​ conclusion of this‍‌ matter is that,⁠​⁠ although it does‌ not require immediate​‌ attention, it will‍ be necessary to‍ maintain surveillance due​‌ to the upward​​ trend. Do you​⁠ have any objection,‍ rector of Escolea?”‌⁠⁠

“I‍‌‌ have none.”

The‍‌​ rector, sweating profusely,​ shook his head​⁠​ and stepped down⁠​ from the platform.‌‍

It‍‌‌ was not an​⁠​ issue that could​ be resolved with‌‌⁠ a simple “exaggeration,”‌ so it was​‌ enough that he​‍‍ had presented it.​

“The⁠ next proposer is‍‍​ Perda Valdrova…”

The‍⁠⁠ Tongue of Blancaros‍⁠​ stopped.

It⁠‌​ was not like‌​‍ the previous pause​ when reading the⁠ rector’s proposal.

This‍‌ time, she hesitated⁠ over whether she​ should announce it.​​

That⁠ hesitation made her​⁠​ direct her gaze​ toward Blancaros.

Blancaros‍‌ noticed the look‌ and responded with‌⁠ a slight movement‌‌‌ of his eyes.​⁠‌

The​‍‌ Tongue received the​‌⁠ signal.

“The​​ topic is to‍⁠‌ recognize the position‍​​ of the red⁠‌‍ dragon Valdrova as​​‍ a guardian dragon.”​‍​

The⁠ Grand Council hall‍‌⁠ fell into complete‍ silence.

Everyone‌ present were figures‍⁠ at the level​​ of dukes, rulers⁠​⁠ of territories equivalent‌ to nations, possessors‍ of military power.‍

Even‍‌ they held their‌‌ breath.

It‌​⁠ was an extremely​ delicate matter.

No⁠⁠ one needed to⁠ look around.

Any‍ ordinary person would‍ not even dare⁠ to propose something‌ like this.

It‍​​ was practically suicide.‍‌‌

But​ Perda, who had‌⁠⁠ presented the proposal,​ stood up completely⁠⁠ naturally.

The‍‍‌ way he walked‍‌ was like watching⁠⁠ someone on a tightrope.

To‍‍​ the others, it⁠⁠ was chilling, but‍ to him, it‍‌ meant nothing.

He‍‌ climbed onto the​‌ platform and looked⁠​ at the attendees.​‌

What‌‌​ he was about​​‌ to do was‌ obvious.

“I‌⁠⁠ am Perda Valdrova,‌​ regent. Although this‌ is my first‌​ time at the‍ Grand Council, I have taken the‌‍ liberty of presenting‌​​ this proposal.”

He‍ swept his gaze​ over them before⁠‌ continuing.

“As⁠ you can see,‌​‍ I have come‌⁠ prepared to make⁠​‌ someone here my‍​​ enemy.”

And⁠ having presented his​ proposal, the only‌⁠ thing left for‌‍ him was to‌‍⁠ defend his conviction.‍‍

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