I Raised A Black Dragon - Chapter 11 - Alliance Between Two Strangers

Chapter 11: Alliance Between Two Strangers

The wrath of the young dragon, whose instinct and reason are not yet distinct, is sometimes more destructive than the adult as he has nothing to hold back.

How would you feel if you get dumped by someone you are starting to form an attachment to? The little child was still too young to bear the feeling of betrayal.

Luckily, Noah was not too harsh on him. She did keep trying to send him somewhere, but she always says, ‘Go to a better place than here.’ She even told the little one to live with him for the time being.

“For the time being…”

However, the condition is only effective temporarily. It can be undone again at any time.

If she dumps me again, I’ll kill her. I don’t want to. Noah told me not to. The child stared at the man who was searching for him.

Leonard flinched at his penetrating gaze. It wasn’t a look for a three-year-old; his eyes were bloody red, containing no emotion.

“Are you curious about who I am?”

“Will you tell me if I say I am?”

“No. Noah told me I shouldn’t be caught by anyone. Noah told me to go unnoticed.”

Suddenly, the child muttered to himself in a very serious face. “But Noah said I shouldn’t kill people without permission…”

Leonard was sure to hear that. Mortified, he froze momentarily. What would you expect? It’s a dragon for pete’s sake! I must take him away from Eleonora Asil.

The child grinned and spread his arms. “Then, mister, why don’t you make a deal with me?”

Leonard reluctantly held the child in his arms. The child leaned onto him and whispered in his ear. “Don’t let Noah abandon me. Then I won’t have any trouble and be quiet…”

“.…”

“Mister Uncle knows who I am, so it will be easy to help me. Right?”

Of course, the baby dragon’s personality appeared entirely different than when he is with Noah. The witch despised the man in front of him, and who she hates, he hates too.

However, despite the urge to kill him, the little dragon could not, since he was told by Eleonora not to lay a hand on anyone unless upon her command.

Feigning innocence, the child smiled at the investigator.

“…Hmm.”

Looking down at the child, Leonard curled his mouth into a smile in return. Unfortunately, he had no intention of letting Eleonora Asil imprint on the dragon as she pleases. Even now, Leonard is stressed out when he thinks of her, and he might be completely worn out as he still has a dragon to take care of.

If he agrees to the conditions of the child, then it would be a close mark—a form of infiltration-investigation. He would be close to his target and prevent Eleonora Asil from imprinting on this dragon.

After a while of contemplation, Leonard nodded. “Yes. That deal, let’s do it.”

That day, under the witch’s territory, a deal he never dreamed of was established. Both didn’t know each other’s cunning hearts, but, somehow, it seemed an alliance anyway.

*

It was almost evening when Park Noah woke up. Half a day was gone; she had been asleep for 12 hours last night.

“…….”

She wriggled around, squinting her eyes at the dark room, and saw a curly black-haired child sleeping beside her. Even though she had just woken up, her mind still disoriented, Noah burst out laughing.

He sleeps like an angel. I thought a child was merely a nuisance, but I think this kind and gentle child would be a good child to raise. Of course, if he was a human child.

Come to think of it, I think he’s a little older today than yesterday. If he continues to grow at this rate, he would be a kid soon.

Noah got out of bed carefully so that the child wouldn’t wake up. I feel strangely heavy. Is it because I slept too much? I wonder if a nice hot bath would make me feel better.

After a while, she dived into the bathtub of hot water—a remedy for tense nerves—and hummed a tune with her eyes shut, slipping into pleasure. Suddenly, she jolts awake, remembering the man whom she had tied up the previous day.

“That’s right, Kyle Leonard!”

She immediately rushed out of the bathroom in a shower gown, her hair still soaked and foamy. When she glided down the spiral staircase, a man, sitting in front of the kitchen table, greeted her without looking at her direction.

“You sleep a long time, lady.”