Became an Evil Dragon

12 – 12. Bolg’s Lies (6)

“A dragon’s fear does not come from its hard scales, its sharp teeth that pierce its armor, or its hot breath. The true fear of a dragon comes from the fact that a creature with such power thinks and moves like a human. “From the arrogant and evil nature that only the dragon possesses.”

Bolg, who said, “I don’t know anything,” tsk tsk, clicked his tongue, waved his finger, and laughed at the village chief.

After hearing Bolg’s words, the villagers nodded in agreement with his words, and the village chief, who was suddenly ridiculed, frowned.

The villagers were already on Bolg’s side as he told interesting stories. This is not a village chief who tackles a story he is just listening to.

While listening to Bolg’s absurd words, they didn’t have the knowledge to tell whether it was true or false. It came.

Worried that Bolg, offended by the village chief’s disapproval, would stop talking, the villagers frowned and spat out bitter sounds at the village chief, whom they usually treated.

“Chief, please listen carefully. Don’t break the mood.”

“Didn’t you know that he has just come to fight the dragon himself with the brave Lord Ardamir? Since he was there in person, what he said must be correct. The story is interesting.”

“Chief, let’s listen to everything first. yes?”

“No, these people.”

Frustrated by the reaction of the villagers, the village chief pounded his chest with his fist and felt unfair. Even the village chief’s son, Louis, was frowning and looking at his father.

“What you looking at! Hey. “Eh.”

The village headman, who found such a son, suddenly slapped him on the back of the head, and Louis, who was beaten by his father in an awkward way, shed tears from the sadness of losing the ring to the dragon and the sadness of being beaten by his father.

“Okay, let’s continue the story. As the village chief said, since we discovered the location of the dragon’s evil, it was as if victory had returned to us. However, the dragon figured it out. That we discovered our own evil. “As long as dragons have brains, they won’t notice that Lord Ardamir is aiming for his misfortune, right?”

Bolg deliberately lowered his voice and resumed speaking in a serious tone, and the mood in the room quickly returned to normal. The atmosphere where all the people there became spectators and focused on Bolg’s story while exhaling quietly so that even a single breath could be heard.

“The bewildered dragon suddenly stood up, stopped fighting, and lay flat on its belly to conceal the misery. The ferocious red dragon was frightened by the terrifying power and courage of Lord Ardamir. Even Sir Ardamir had discovered the location of his own evil, so he must have thought that it might be dangerous to deal with him directly.”

“However, no matter how terrifying Lord Ardamir is, he cannot forcibly overturn a prostrate dragon and attack a ship unless he has the strength of about ten Dwarven merchants. The dragon also couldn’t easily attack us while lying prone for fear of being attacked by Yeokrin. That’s how the fight got stuck. The dragon and we started spinning, looking for opportunities to attack each other.”

Bolg raised both hands and depicted the dragon’s jaws wide open with both arms. And with his mouth, he expressed the flames of the dragon by making a direct sound effect.

“There have been several crises. The dragon could attack us by shooting fire while lying down, but Lord Ardamir and this servant Bolg had no chance to attack the dragon. After running desperately in all directions and avoiding the dragon’s breath several times, the attack gradually subsided as if the dragon could no longer breathe fire. If we could somehow make the dragon expose his belly, our victory was certain. It was then. What the dragon spoke to us.”

“At first glance, the dragon’s voice seemed full of the dignity of a ruler, but if you listened carefully, you could see that it was the voice of a hypocrite full of cunning and evil.”

[–You are a brave knight and servant. I lost. make it your victory I’ll give you the fairy. I will no longer harass the village as you wish–]

“The dragon declared that as long as he was spared, neither the elves nor Lord Ardamir would harass innocent kingdom people as I wanted. “I couldn’t believe it easily, but when the noble dragon directly appealed to us with a tearful voice, I began to believe little by little.”

[– The key to the chain that binds the fairy is here. Take it, brave knight and his squire. I won’t bother humans anymore, so leave me alone–]

“As the dragon said that, he took a small step back. As if you are harmless. Finally, with almost complete trust in the dragon, I and Lord Ardamir slowly walked towards the key. Of course, I still kept my weapon raised and kept my guard up.”

Bolg, who was demonstrating walking with his sword raised with both hands, suddenly turned around and shouted loudly.

The audience, who were concentrating on Bolg’s appearance in a quiet atmosphere, were all startled by the shout.

“It was that time. It was the moment when I was completely caught off guard believing that the dragon would have accepted defeat! The dragon, which had slowly retreated back, spewed out the last bits of its own flame at us in a decisive blow! At that critical moment, Lord Ardamir raised his shield and pushed me back! A brave decision to save me, the seed, even if it meant dying! That noble will! And the courage to put it into practice! As he blocked the fire with his shield, Lord Ardamir shouted at me!”

[Bolg! Run away! Run away and tell the world I’ve been defeated by an evil dragon! Inform my defeat to Sir Meleoni, my master who studied swordsmanship with me! He will surely be able to defeat this dragon!]

“I couldn’t bear to run away alone, leaving Lord Ardamir! Because that was cowardly! It was clear that if I left he would be killed by the dragon! but! Just because I stayed didn’t mean I could defeat the dragon. So I wiped away my tears, inherited Lord Ardamir’s will, and fled! It’s a shame, but I ran away! That is why I am here now!”

Bolg shouted in a sorrowful voice, even wiping away tears, and all the people gathered there bowed. The villagers muttered in low voices, “Oh… Lord Ardamir,” and closed their eyes tightly as they mourned the last days of the brave young knight.

As expected, the village chief was the only one who kept his cool and was not caught up in the solemn atmosphere.

In fact, even the seasoned player almost lost himself in Bolg’s passionate performance, which brought tears to his eyes for a moment, but his immersion was completely broken when he remembered that Lord Ardamir, who was being hit by the dragon’s fire, uttered such a long last word at the last moment.

The village chief, whose immersion was broken, regained his cool after recalling Lord Ardamir’s young and bright face that he saw when Bolg first met him in the village.

Then, at the swindler in front of me, I fired a blow of conversion that I had prepared.

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“Then, when I go to report this matter to the baron, how about you go with me?”

I don’t know what this trickster wants, but it was a blow that reflected the village chief’s firm determination not to let harm come to this village.

The village chief thought that Bolg could act like this only in an innocent rural village, and that he wouldn’t dare grit his teeth in front of the nobleman who manages this area. He thought that Bolg would keep quiet after hearing this.

However, those words from the village chief were what Bolg had been waiting for. This was also the reason why he gave a passionate performance, even shedding fake tears in front of the villagers while telling a long story about a brave knight fighting a dragon.

He grinned and nodded, accepting the village chief’s words.

“Of course! Just as Lord Ardamir wished at the last moment, of course! I will definitely help this one body!”

***

“Hello dragon! I’m here again!”

Nineveh, who went back sullen, came to play in my cave like a ghost the next day. And that, as if he had forgotten everything about yesterday, with a bright face and a hehehehe- smile.

Nineve, who was lying on her stomach on the floor next to me, grabbed the fruit she had brought and tried to shove it into my mouth at random.

The first purple fruit I’ve ever seen.

After becoming a dragon, it was a violence of favor for me, who had no preference for meals other than meat.

After tasting a small amount, the innocent fairy did not stop even if she frowned.

“This is so delicious! Try it!”

E.T.

“Picky eating is bad! Eat quickly!”