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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 82: Departure

Chapter 82: Departure

The⁠‌ high autumn sky‍‌​ and the leaves‍⁠‌ dyed in many​ colors.

But​⁠‌ it would not‍ be long before‍ all of it​‌ disappeared.

Soon⁠​‍ they would fall⁠⁠ as dry leaves​ and end up​ covering the ground​ like a blanket.⁠‌‍

It⁠​ was late autumn.​⁠​

‘It’s​‌ beautiful.’

Looking‍ up at that‍​​ scenery, which for​‍ thousands of years​‌‍ she had only‍‌‍ observed from above,‍‍​ felt refreshing.

Perhaps‍‌‍ because of that,‌‍ Valdrova could not⁠ keep walking forward.​​​

The‌⁠​ feeling of becoming‌ part of that​ scenery felt far⁠‍ too precious to‌​‌ her.

‘Going​‍ out…’

It⁠ was not an​ expedition to crush‍ monsters.

It‌​⁠ was an outing​‍ made simply to⁠⁠ feel good.

It​⁠ was nothing special,‍‍⁠ yet she could‍‌ not control the​ rapid beating of‌⁠ her heart.

What​‌⁠ if she made‍‌⁠ a mistake?

She‌‍⁠ must not make‌‍ a mistake.

Repeating‍‍ that to herself​‌ while taking deep‌​‍ breaths, she finally‌‌⁠ began to walk.‌​

‘What‌ will the village​‍⁠ Lord Perda made​‌ be like?’

After‍‍​ centuries of isolation,⁠‍ Valdrova was seeing​ a village for‍‍ the first time.‍

And​‍ that village was⁠‍ precisely the one⁠‍‍ being built beneath​⁠​ Castle Valdrova.

‘This…⁠‍ is a village?’‌

In​ Valdrova’s memories, villages‌‍ were made of​‍‍ stone, earth, and‍‍‍ wood.

But‌ what stood before⁠‍ her now was​​ something else.

There​‌ were only tents.‌‍

People​‌​ gathered around them‍‍ while working.

‘In​ all this time,‍‍ civilization has degraded​ tremendously.’

Valdrova⁠​ could not help⁠​ feeling saddened.

When‍‌ she listened to‌​‌ Ruri speak, it⁠‌⁠ sounded as though⁠​ the world enjoyed⁠ prosperity.

Had‍‌‍ she lied just​‍​ so she would‍​‌ not worry?

“Hey,​‌ friend. Who are‍‍⁠ you?”

While‌‍‌ she was staring⁠⁠ blankly at the⁠ place, someone approached‌‍‍ her.

Valdrova⁠⁠​ flinched and turned‍ her head.

It⁠‍ was a man‌⁠‌ around thirty years​​ old who looked​​ like he had​‌ gone through too⁠‍ many hardships.

Valdrova‍‍ felt intimidated when‌​​ she saw him.‌

It‌‍‍ was not simply‍‌‍ because he had‍ a fierce appearance.​‌

‘A‌ human spoke to‍‌⁠ me.’

It​⁠ was a symptom‌⁠‍ born purely from​​ her social phobia.‍⁠

A human who was‍‌ not Perda had⁠ approached her without​ hesitation to ask​‌‍ who she was.‍‌‍

For​​​ an instant, Valdrova‍​ felt as though⁠ time had stopped.⁠⁠‌

What​​ should she answer?‌⁠

Should⁠ she run away?⁠⁠

“What’s‌‌ wrong? Why aren’t‍ you saying anything?‌ Did you take​​‌ a vow of‍ silence?”

A vow of silence?⁠‍​

She‍​⁠ did not know‍ what that was,‌ but Valdrova nodded‌⁠⁠ anyway.

Then⁠ the man seemed⁠ to understand without‍⁠‍ asking further questions.​

“Ah,⁠‍‍ I see. Then​‌​ you’re a knight‍‌ who swore before⁠​ Alte. Did you​‍ come trying to​​​ earn a knighthood‍⁠‍ at Castle Valdrova?”⁠

She‍‌‍ shook her head.‍⁠‌

“No?​ Then you must​⁠ be some kind​ of noble family⁠‌​ adventurer though it‍ seems you arrived‍‌ too early. Right‌​​ now we’re building⁠ the village. First⁠‌​ we need to‍​​ put up houses⁠​‍ and this place​⁠‌ is a disaster…”⁠​

The​​ man clicked his‍‍ tongue.

Valdrova‍ tilted her head‍ slightly and pointed‌ at the tents.‌

Weren’t‌‌ the houses there?​​

“Huh?‍ What are you⁠⁠‍ talking about? Those⁠​‍ aren’t houses! They’re‍‌ just temporary places‌ to stay until⁠‍‍ the village is‌⁠‌ finished!”

Ah,‍⁠‍ so those were‌ not houses.

Valdrova​‍‍ awkwardly scratched her​‌ head.

“You‌​ can tell you​​ don’t know much‍ about the world.​‌​ Well, it happens.‌‍⁠ Those are temporary‌ barracks. What we‌⁠‌ need now are⁠​ communal dormitories. Places​​ that block the‍⁠‍ winter wind well‌ and where people​ can warm themselves‌ by the fire.⁠‍‍ We have to​ build them quickly⁠​​ so everyone can​​ survive the winter‍ without freezing.”

“…….”‍​​

“They‍‌ say notices were‍​‌ sent to the‍‌⁠ Empire to bring​​⁠ more people, but​‌⁠ nobody is coming.​‌ Do you know‌⁠ why?”

She‌⁠​ shook her head.‌

“Because‌​ nobody wants to⁠⁠‌ be sent to‌‍‌ the front lines,‌ right? I wouldn’t​‍⁠ want to either.‍‌⁠ It’s already hard​​ enough surviving inside‍‍ the walls, so⁠ imagine what the‍ world outside them⁠‌‌ is like. Young​⁠ people these days⁠‌⁠ would rather tremble‌​ in fear and‌ die inside the‍​​ Empire. They have‌ no courage, no⁠⁠ courage at all.”​⁠⁠

“…….”​‌⁠

“By⁠ the way, friend.‌‍ Do you have‌⁠ strength?”

Strength…‌

It​​⁠ was the only‌⁠​ thing Valdrova possessed.⁠​​

That​‌‍ was why she⁠‌​ was called the⁠ dragon of strength​ and fire.

Valdrova‌ nodded timidly.

“We​‌ need people like‍‌​ you right now.⁠ I’m the leader‌⁠​ of this work‌‌⁠ crew. If you‍ have strength, why​ not help us?​‍‍ Of course, if⁠‌ you have somewhere​⁠ else to go⁠⁠ I won’t stop​‌⁠ you, but if⁠‍ you want to⁠ work in the‌ Far East, then​ we need to⁠ finish this as‍‌‍ quickly as possible.”​‍

The​‍ man was offering‍‍⁠ her manual labor.​​

Even‍‌ though she looked​‍​ like an adventurer‌​⁠ knight, they desperately‌‌⁠ needed manpower, so‌​ he did not‌‌​ hesitate to ask​‍​ for help.

Valdrova‍​⁠ listened to the‍​ offer and looked⁠‍ around once more.‍⁠

People‌‍​ living inside tents.​

Even‌‍ though they wore‌​⁠ padded clothing, they‌⁠ shrank every time‍ the cold wind‍ blew.

‘It‌ seems they are‍​ very cold.’

Sleeping⁠ inside those tents‌ had to be‌ even worse.

‘Then‍‌​ the only thing⁠ I can do‍ is…’

After‍⁠ thinking for a moment, Valdrova nodded.⁠

“Wow,‌​ adventurers usually wai—,‍⁠‍ are you really‌⁠‍ accepting?”

She‍​​ nodded repeatedly.

“Ha.”⁠‌

The‌ man opened his​ eyes wide and​ looked at her​‍​ as though she​⁠ were something strange.‍⁠⁠

In⁠ truth, the work​ crew leader had​ already made the⁠‍​ same offer several​⁠​ times to other‍ adventurers, but this⁠‍ was the first‌ time anyone had‌‌ accepted.

Who‍​⁠ would want to​‌​ do such exhausting‌‌‍ work?

“Very​⁠ well. I’ll tell‌‌ the administrator. My⁠‌​ name is Hanson.⁠ You can call​​‌ me chief ah,‍⁠ right, you took​​⁠ a vow of​‌⁠ silence. Later I’ll‌​ give you a badge so you⁠‍‍ can call me‍ with that.”

She⁠ nodded several times.⁠​

“Then,​​‍ before starting how‍​ about taking off​ that armor?”

“…?”​⁠​

The​‍⁠ armor? This?

Valdrova‌‍ pointed at her‌​ helmet.

“Yes,‍⁠⁠ that armor.”

Clank!‍

Valdrova‌​‍ flinched and vigorously​⁠ shook her head.​​

“How‍ are you going‌​ to work wearing‌​‍ something like that?”‍

Absolute⁠​‍ refusal!

“It’s‌ not because of​⁠‌ some pride between‍ men, is it?‌‌ Or is it‌‍‌ that you can’t‍ show your face?”‌‍‌

She​ nodded quickly.

“Ha…⁠‍ you can’t show‌ your face and‍ you also took‍‍ a vow of‍⁠⁠ silence. You’re quite⁠‌‍ a mysterious person.”⁠‌

Hanson​⁠‍ insisted several times⁠​⁠ that she take⁠​ off the armor,​⁠‌ but eventually gave‍⁠ up.

What‌ did clothes matter?​

As​‍​ long as she​‍‍ had strength, that‍ was enough.

Hanson⁠ immediately took her‍‍ to work.

They‌⁠ walked together toward‌‌⁠ the place where​‍ the logs were⁠‌ piled up.

“See‍⁠⁠ those logs? You​ have to carry‍ all of them‍​ to the men⁠⁠​ cutting them over‌​ there. Easy, right?”‌

She‌‌ nodded.

“Good,‌ then go to‍⁠‌ that end. We’ll​​​ have to lift‌‍⁠ one together and‍‍​ load it onto‍​ the cart. Come‍⁠ on, one, two,⁠​ and… ugh!”

Something​ was wrong.

He​‍​ strained himself trying⁠ to lift it,‍⁠ but felt no‍⁠ resistance.

Unless⁠ that log was​​ made of compressed⁠ feathers, that was⁠ impossible.

Hanson​ slowly lowered his​⁠ gaze with a bad feeling.

The‌⁠‍ log was floating⁠‌‌ in the air.‌⁠​

The‌‌​ knight on the‍ other side had‍⁠⁠ lifted it alone.​​

With‌​​ one hand.

As​⁠ if it weighed​ absolutely nothing.

The‍‌‍ helmet was staring​‍ at him.

Where​​ should I put​‍ it?

“Ah…‍ y-you can leave‌⁠​ it there… I guess hyung.”

The​ “friend” disappeared instantly‍‌⁠ and honorifics started‌‌‍ coming out.

Valdrova‌​ began moving the⁠⁠​ logs just like‍‍ that.

She​⁠⁠ grabbed the end‌ of a log‍ and simply walked‌​‌ with it.

Even​‌ someone known for⁠⁠​ having great strength‌⁠⁠ would not be​ able to hold​ a log by‌‍ only gripping the‍ tip.

“Doesn’t‍‍ it feel heavy?”‍‌

She‌​ nodded.

Seeing‌‌​ Valdrova acting as‍ though it were​​ nothing, Hanson asked​ cautiously.

“Maybe…‍ could you carry​ two?”

Valdrova‍⁠ nodded again and​ lifted two logs.‍

Also‍‍⁠ with one hand.‍‍‌

“Then…‍​‍ how many more​‌‌ could you carry?”‌

“?”‍

Valdrova​‌ tilted her head.‌

She​⁠​ did not know​⁠⁠ herself.

Well,⁠⁠ wouldn’t it be‌ enough to find‍ out now?

So‍ she began lifting‍‌ one after another⁠ until she was‌‍ holding ten stacked‍⁠ logs.

She​⁠​ alone could carry‍ enough to fill‌‍ two carts.

“…….”‍⁠​

Hanson⁠ stared at that‍‌​ scene with his⁠​⁠ mouth hanging open.‍‌

And​‍⁠ he was not⁠⁠⁠ the only one‍‌​ shocked by such‍ a display of‍ strength.

“What‍‍ the hell is‍ that?”

“Is‍ she carrying all‍‍ of that alone?”​​

Naturally,​⁠ the attention of​ all the workers‌‌​ turned toward her.⁠​

It‌‍‌ was impossible not‌ to attract attention‍⁠ when someone dressed⁠ in knight armor‌‍ carried ten logs‌ at the same​‍‍ time.

‘Was⁠‌​ this wrong?’

Valdrova​‌​ became frightened when‍ she felt all​‍⁠ those gazes on⁠​ her and ended‍⁠ up dropping the‍ logs.

Seeing‌⁠ that, Hanson reacted⁠ and shouted at​ the others.

“What⁠⁠ are you idiots​‌‍ staring at!? Get‌‍‍ back to work!”‌​⁠

After‍​‌ growling threateningly at⁠‌ them, the workers‍⁠​ returned to their‍‌​ places.

Then‌‌‌ Hanson approached Valdrova‍ to calm her‍‌‍ down.

“Come‌ on, Sir Knight.​ Don’t worry. If‌‍‌ any of them‌‌‌ look at you‍‍ like some kind‌ of attraction again,​‌‍ I’ll crush their⁠ heads myself!”

Hanson⁠‌ made a cutting⁠ gesture with his‌‌ hand while making​‍ sounds with his‌‌​ mouth.

Valdrova​​ was an A-rank‌​⁠ talent more valuable​⁠ than anyone else.‌​​

After​​ convincing and calming‍ her down for‌​​ quite a while,‍ Valdrova returned to⁠‌⁠ work.

Even‌⁠​ if he had​‌‌ not insisted so⁠ much, she still‍​‍ intended to continue.​​

‘Because⁠⁠ we have to‌⁠‌ build the houses‍​ quickly.’

She⁠ wanted to help‌ them sleep in‍‍‍ warm houses before‍​ the northern cold​ arrived.

At‌ least while they⁠ slept, she wanted⁠‌ them to rest⁠⁠ without worries.

That‍​ was the best​⁠ thing someone as​ clumsy as her​‍ could do.

“That’s‌‌ it for today!​‍ Good work, Sir‌‌‍ Knight!”

Valdrova​‍ raised her head​ alongside the work‌ chief and looked​⁠ at the sky.‌‍

The‌‍​ sun was already⁠​ leaning toward the⁠‍ west.

There‍ was still time​ left, so she⁠‍‌ tried to keep‌‌ working, but Hanson​ stopped her.

“Ah,⁠⁠​ you can stop‍ now. Don’t you‌ see the sun’s‍ already setting? Once​​ night falls, it’s⁠⁠ time to rest‍‍ and prepare for​⁠ tomorrow. Everyone’s exhausted,‍ right?”

Ah,⁠‍ I see.

Valdrova⁠⁠‍ nodded.

Hanson‌‍ headed toward where‍‍ the people were⁠‌ gathered.

There​⁠ they had to⁠​ return their badges‍‍ and receive the‍ day’s pay.

Hanson​​‌ also handed over​‌ Valdrova’s and received‍‌‌ the corresponding money.‍⁠

As⁠ he returned with‌⁠​ the pouch of​ coins, he grumbled⁠‌​ under his breath.‌⁠

“Bastards.‌ You alone did‍ the amount of‍ work that would⁠‌‌ normally take four‌ people a whole‌‍ week, and they‍​ still only want‍‍​ to pay you‍‌ for ten workdays⁠‍‌ instead of fifteen.​⁠ Aren’t they scumbags?”‍

She‌ did not really​ understand.

So‍ she simply nodded.‍⁠

“Anyway,‍ the ones at​​​ the top are​⁠‍ always the problem.‌​ I bet it⁠ was that Perda‍ fellow, the Regent!⁠ That young brat​⁠​ acting like a damn cheapskate ah!”‌‍‍

Hanson​ quickly shut his‍‍⁠ mouth.

He​​ felt a stare‌‌⁠ piercing him from⁠‌⁠ the darkness beneath‌​‍ that helmet.

“Ah​⁠ sorry. Even so,‌‍ it wasn’t right⁠​‌ to speak badly⁠‌‌ about a noble‍ in front of⁠​ a knight, right?​‍‌ Try to understand‌ me. They’re just‌‍​ the complaints of‍ a middle-aged man​‍ who hasn’t accomplished⁠ anything in life.”‌​​

“…….”⁠​‌

“If‍ it were up⁠‌ to me, I’d​ even pay out‍⁠ of my own‍‌‌ pocket, but for⁠‌ now let’s settle‌‍‌ with this. In‍ exchange, later I’ll‌ get you some‍ good connections that’ll‌‌ be very useful‌ for you as​‍⁠ an adventurer. What‍​ do you think?”​

Anyone⁠‍ who knew even​ a little about‌⁠ the world of‌ adventurers would understand‌ how useless that​ promise was.

But​‌‍ Valdrova had no​‌‌ idea what that‍ man was talking‌‌‌ about.

So⁠ she simply nodded​ again.

“Haha!‍⁠‍ As expected, you’ve‌‍​ got a different‌ kind of greatness!‍ Here, take it.”‌

Hanson​​​ extended a heavy‌ pouch toward her.‍⁠

The​‌ clinking sound from​⁠ inside felt familiar.​

‘It​ sounds similar to‍ the gold coins‍⁠⁠ piled up in‌ my treasure hoard.’‌⁠‍

It‍​⁠ was similar to⁠​ the sound they⁠⁠​ made when she​‌ lightly touched them‌⁠ with her claws.​‍​

Valdrova​ took the pouch.​‍⁠

“Now​⁠ that I think⁠ about it, Sir‌ Knight, this is‌⁠‍ your first time​⁠‍ here, right? Do⁠ you already have‌​ somewhere to stay?​⁠ If not, I could get you‍‌ a cot…”

Experiencing‌ human life was‍‌‌ fun, but she‍ could not stay‌​​ there.

Valdrova‍‌ nodded and reflexively‌ pointed toward the⁠ Lonely Mountain.

Then‍⁠⁠ she realized and​‍⁠ quickly pointed toward‌​​ the opposite side.‍⁠

“You’re‍ planning to leave‍ forever?”

Hanson‍​ made an awkward‍⁠ expression.

When​‌ Valdrova shook her‌‍ head, his face‍ relaxed.

“Ah,‌ so you’re just⁠ planning to stay⁠‍ somewhere else. I understand. If you⁠​‌ want to help⁠​ with the construction,⁠​⁠ come whenever you⁠​ want. With someone​​​ like you here,⁠‌⁠ this place would​ feel a whole‌​⁠ lot more reassuring!”⁠

Since⁠‌‌ she could not⁠⁠‌ answer with words,​⁠‌ Valdrova simply kept‍ nodding.

She⁠‍​ had to leave​ quickly.

With​‍‍ that thought, she‍⁠⁠ turned around.

“Sir​‌‌ Knight?”

“?”‍‍

“Didn’t‍​ you say you⁠‌ were going back‍⁠⁠ home? Then where‍⁠ are you going?”​⁠

Valdrova’s⁠‌ feet were heading⁠ toward the Lonely​‍‍ Mountain.

Ah.⁠⁠​

Right,​ it was not‌‍ that way.

Awkwardly,⁠⁠ Valdrova corrected her​​​ direction and started​ walking toward the⁠ path she had‍ pointed at earlier.‍

Seeing‌​ that, Hanson burst‌‍​ out laughing.

“Come​‍ back safely! And​​ don’t run into‍ monsters!”

After⁠⁠ saying goodbye, Valdrova​⁠‍ left the village.⁠

Once‍‌ she was far‌‌ enough that nobody‍ could see her​‍ with the naked‌‌ eye, she made‍ a huge detour‌‍‌ and returned to​‍‍ her lair.

It‌‍⁠ took exactly three​ seconds to get‌‍‌ back.

She‍​ pushed open the‍⁠ enormous iron door‌ and returned home.‌⁠‍

Then⁠ she lay down‌‍‍ without removing her​⁠⁠ armor and stared⁠‌‌ at the dark⁠⁠‌ ceiling.

‘What‌ was all of‍ this?’

It​⁠ had been a strange day.

Time​​‌ had flown by.‌​

She‌‍ was not tired,‍ yet she also‍ did not really‌​ understand what had‍‍ happened.

She⁠‍ had simply kept‍‍‍ moving nonstop, and‌⁠‌ people had been‌⁠⁠ amazed.

‘Was⁠ I… helpful?’

And‍⁠⁠ yet, feeling that‌ this alone was‍‍⁠ enough left her​​‍ confused.

Valdrova‌ opened the small‍​⁠ pouch resting on​​‌ her chest.

Ten⁠ copper coins per‌ worker.

One⁠⁠⁠ hundred in total⁠ for the equivalent‌⁠ of ten people.‌

She‌ carefully stacked them‍‌⁠ and quietly stared⁠⁠ at them.

Money‌‌‍ humans had given‌ her.

‘Money‌⁠⁠ they gave me⁠ because they were​ grateful to me.’‍⁠

They‍ had thanked her.‍‍​

‘And‍ they said they‍ wanted to see‍​‌ me again tomorrow.’​​

The​‌ images of those‍​⁠ people appeared clearly‍ in her mind.​⁠

Not‍‍ their fearful faces.‍

But‍‌‍ their bright smiles.​​‍

‘Humans⁠‍‌ need me.’

She‌ did not know⁠‌ how to express‌‌ the emotion filling⁠‍⁠ her chest.

She​​‍ felt a happiness​ so intense it‍‍‍ seemed her heart‍‍‍ might burst.

“Ruri…”​​

The‍​ first person who‍​ came to mind‌‌ was the girl‍‌​ who knew her‍‍‍ best.

The⁠​ kind child who​ had served her‌‌‌ for so long.⁠⁠⁠

“……but​ I can’t tell​ her.”

Valdrova⁠‌ covered her mouth⁠⁠ reflexively.

Ruri​ was loyal, but‍‍‍ when she got‌‌ angry she was⁠ more frightening than⁠​‍ anyone else.

She‍‍ would surely start‌ talking about the⁠‍ dignity of a dragon and end‌‌ up scolding her.​

They⁠‌ would only end‍​‍ up hurting each‌‍ other, so she⁠​ decided to keep‌⁠ it secret.

She​‌​ needed to share‍⁠ this with someone‍ else.

“Then…‌‌‌ Lord Perda?”

A kind man.

She‌ had always wanted‌⁠ to find conversation‌‌ topics with him.‍

And​​‍ this was an​‌‌ excellent topic.

Her‌ heart tingled.

Without⁠‍‍ realizing it, she⁠‌ smiled foolishly, and​ her body began‍ moving restlessly on⁠‍ its own.

She​ wanted Perda to‌‍​ caress this emotion.⁠⁠‍

‘No…⁠ better not.’

Valdrova⁠ tightly hugged the​⁠ pouch of coins.‌‌

She​ wanted to tell‌ Perda, but not​‌​ yet.

That‌‌‌ village was being​‌‍ built thanks to​⁠⁠ Perda’s will.

She​⁠⁠ wanted to save​‌ little by little‌⁠‍ and then give⁠ him a surprise‌ that would truly⁠⁠⁠ leave him speechless.‍‍

When⁠⁠⁠ someday that village‌‌⁠ prospered, she wanted⁠​⁠ to tell him⁠⁠‌ that she had‌‍​ helped raise its​‌ pillars.

That⁠⁠​ she too had​‍‌ built something with​‌ her own hands.‍‌

That​ she was not⁠‍ someone capable only⁠⁠ of destruction.

She⁠​ wanted to see​ the expression he⁠⁠⁠ would make.

She‍ wanted to hear‍‍ what kind of⁠⁠ praise he would⁠⁠ give her.

That​ was why she​ decided to keep⁠ everything secret.

Even‍⁠⁠ so, keeping all⁠ those feelings locked⁠ inside her chest‌⁠​ was too difficult,⁠ so they ended‍ up escaping involuntarily‍‍‌ from her lips.​

“Lord​‍ Perda…”

Valdrova‌⁠ spoke that name‍ tenderly.

“I…‍‌ was helpful to‍‍ Lord Perda.”

That‍‌ was the step‌‌ Valdrova took forward.‌⁠

The⁠‌ beginning of a small change.

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