How To Tame an Academy Dragon

34. Wild History

There is a round table in a small room.

Three men sitting around the table stared at each other, relying on a single candle placed in the center of the table.

A burnt-out candle flickered faintly, barely lighting the narrow room. Clearly, if the room had been slightly larger, it would have been difficult for the men to even check each other’s faces.

This secret conference room installed behind the emperor’s throne room has been a favorite place for those in power since ancient times.

Only the emperor and his closest aides know the location, and the inside is protected with powerful magic, so it’s like another small fortress in the castle.

The participants in the secret meeting convened 50 years after the war were Emperor Herks, the Dragon Lord, and Hyman.

They are so great, mighty, and supreme that no one on the continent knows their names.

They got together today to discuss a common problem.

“They said let’s have a drink. You don’t mean to drink here, do you? It smells like rotting wood.”

The long-haired middle-aged man pinched his nose and said. Even though he covered his nose, he swung his hand as if he could feel the smell.

A man who rose to the pinnacle of dragons with absolute strength. Albert Prius.

Such a strong man was only making weak noises, disgusted by the smell of wood, so the emperor clicked his tongue.

“It’s not hatchling, it cultivates the virtue of perseverance. Ah, is it right that hatchling is correct considering that even the demons who have just found their strength have not been able to deal with it?”

“That hatchling allowed humans to continue their existence in disarray, so I’ll take care of it.”

Albert and the emperor stare at each other sharply at the same time. It was ferocious enough to give the illusion of sparks as their intense eyes collided in the air.

Hyman sighed at the sight of adolescent adults fighting and biting each other whenever they met.

They would laugh and reconcile with each other and go for a drink together, but Hyman wanted to think about the perspectives of the people around him.

Because it’s not so good for mental health to have a fight between men who can change the world with just one word or gesture.

“Calm down, both of you. Isn’t that what’s important?”

“hehehe!”

“Hmm.”

It was only after hearing Hyman’s polite point that he cleared his throat and the tense atmosphere eased somewhat.

“The demons that Your Majesty and Lord told you about are important.”

Hyman took turns looking at the two silent men and reminded them of the reason for this meeting.

Asmodians were living in the capital of the empire.

Because he couldn’t live, he mingles with the citizens, takes care of food, clothing and shelter like a human being, and even does business in front of the academy, which is no different from the backbone of the empire.

From a small perspective, it is a leak of national treasury, from a large perspective, it is industrial espionage, and from a broad perspective, it is a potentially high-risk molecule.

If he had a bad heart, he couldn’t even imagine what kind of catastrophe would have happened. Even more so, if it was a demon with that level of power.

The air sank heavily as if everyone had come to the same conclusion.

“It’s not that there weren’t very few demons who wanted to be friendly with humans. The opposite is also true.”

Extreme forces exist everywhere. That we must destroy each other, that we must join hands and reconcile, and so on.

However, just as history has been stained with blood, the voices of the forces calling for peace have been taken away by those who are tired of the miserable reality rather than the brilliant ideal.

“What kind of future is Your Majesty envisioning?”

But times have changed. At this point, 50 years after the end of the war. The world has jumped on the water of rapid change, and the empire and the emperor are at the forefront.

Then, what does the emperor of the Empire who holds the helm at the forefront of the trend want?

Albert also pricked up his ears at Hyman’s question.

“The future.”

The life of the emperor who was born in the womb of his mother, who was called the princess, has always been accompanied by death.

Assassination attempts and bloody wars that happen all the time. When a family with a high reputation was destroyed due to a momentary mistake and passed the cruel world where the seed dried up, another hell called a war with demons awaited him.

In that sense, the era of well-being and peace that finally came was very welcome even for the emperor.

I was somewhat bitter at the peace that had only arrived when I was about to die from old age, but I liked the emperor even more now, holding a quill and talking in meetings all day long.

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No more blood, no more tears, no more heartbreaking stories. Not only the emperor, but everyone will not want it. So the emperor wanted peace.

“Did you know I almost died once?”

The emperor opened his mouth with a small smile.

“Your Majesty?”

“Hoo?”

It was a story that Alberto Hyman had never heard of before.

“The day I first went to the battlefield. The imperial army was horribly destroyed. I had no choice but to flee into the woods without even losing my father’s symbol, the golden eagle flag.”

According to official records, the emperor’s first appearance was known as the early days when the bloody battle with the demons had just begun.

To the great sage Hymando, the warrior Diondo, and the multi-racial coalition that joined forces in the midst of a crisis of survival. Early in the war, not yet joined.

“My body was soaked with the blood of the knights who fought desperately to protect me. I must have looked like a demon in the eyes of others. After running away for three days and nights, I was hungry and wanted to sleep. I searched all day in the woods and all I could eat were red ripe raspberries.”

The emperor, who grew up in the imperial palace all his life, was just a spoiled child who couldn’t do anything on his own. The outside world, thrown out alone for the first time through the war, was not an easy place for the ignorant boy.

“I was able to lose face and sleep in the cave I finally found. And when she opened her eyes, I saw a woman staring at me.”

“Was it pretty?”

“…”

The emperor opened his mouth to Albert’s cold water, but then closed it. Emperor Herks glared at Albert, and the Dragon Lord humorously raised both of his hands to show surrender.

“It was a demonic woman. Her red hair, stained with human blood she had cut countless times, was probably white. She didn’t kill me, just watched. I neither had the courage to die bravely nor cowardly begged for my life. There was no need to do anything. Just. I was just curious about how the demons would behave.”

The emperor sits firmly in this seat. Albert and Hyman, who had no way of knowing what that meant, stared at the laughing emperor.

“He remembered his younger brother who left home, so he said he would save me. Me who never rebelled or gave up.”

The emperor’s smiling eyes were looking not at the dull secret meeting room, but at the young days when he confronted the demons. There was even a hint of joy in those eyes.

“Surely, as she said, if I had chosen one of the two, only death would have awaited me no matter which choice I made. And that’s what I…”

Drreuk.

With the sound of the chair being pushed back, Emperor Herks rose from his seat.

“I decided to call it destiny.”

The emperor’s words carried weight. Alberdo, who doesn’t believe in fate, and Hyman, who believes in miracles rather than destiny.

At this moment, I thought that the word “Destiny” That the emperor referred to might really exist.

“Even at this moment when the lost demons are being saved by people and living proudly in this city.”

The Emperor, freed from the table, approached a blank wall where nothing was hung. As he placed his palm on the wall, the wall began to flip over in a grid pattern with a low hum.

The wall was overturned, and what appeared was the calm imperial dawn landscape with thick fog. The magnificent view from the highest point in the empire was what the emperor had seen every day.

“Everything is futile, and we are only stepping into the fleeting era. Only then will the passing fate bring us the future.”

“You seem to think that’s the demon.”

Even at Albert’s question, the emperor just quietly looked down at his empire.

“For such a subject, I stuffed my daughter with such nasty things.”

“It is always prepared.”

“Then, what if he really tastes good?”

Albert complained about a dangerous object hanging around his precious daughter’s neck. The dangerous and powerful artifact imbued with the powerful magic of the Dragon Lord and the great sage will surely cause significant damage even to the demon king.

“I know what you’re worried about. It’s only a one-way magic that goes to others…”

“I know, I know. I’m afraid that kind of magic will scar my daughter? Did I just have to trick my lovely daughter into attaching such a cowardly thing? I’m still hated…”

Alber’s murmurings grew louder and louder, and eventually changed to talking to himself.

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No matter how good your personality is, how many people would like it if the things you’ve been working on all your life are denied right in front of your eyes.

Still, Hyman smiled and bowed his head to the Dragon Lord.

“Please have mercy on that part.”

“Sheesh. It’s not fun…”

Alber clenched his tongue as he watched Hyman get out of the way, skillfully coping with the quarrel he had deliberately walked over, and leaned back against the chair.

“So. Anyway, I’m exhausted from fitting in for a trivial performance. But, my daughter got a fever because she played with some kind of guy? Heck, that means I’m a decent father too~ That’s it! Let’s have a drink.”

“That’s right. Hyman, you can go back.”

“Yes.”

After the emperor’s permission was given, Hyman bowed his head to the emperor as he did to Albert, and disappeared with the light.

“…Wouldn’t that be a no-magic zone?”

“Yes.”

It is impossible to use magic inside the imperial castle. Despite this, Hyman, who disappeared by teleport, must have staged a silent protest against Pinto due to his remarks earlier.

“Anyway, they’re just weird guys.”

While Albert woke up laughing at Hyman’s timid defiance, the emperor gestured against the wall again, and the scenery at dawn changed to a dull wall again.

Albert, who stuck his hand into the emperor’s trouser pocket at the emperor’s chin, headed toward the entrance first and opened the door with an exaggerated gesture.

“Let’s go. Your Majesty the Emperor.”

“Thank you.”

The emperor passed through the door, matching Albert’s jokes, and stopped shortly thereafter, and Albert, who followed him, also stepped up.

“What is it?”

“Ah. No, that’s what I mean.”

The emperor turned and looked at Albert, who was standing behind him. Albert, who was a little uneasy at the emperor’s evil smile, wiggled his fingers for no reason.

“That’s not a skit.”

After saying that, the emperor turned around and strode forward, and Albert had to think for a moment about what the emperor meant.

Isn’t that a skit?

“Hey! What bullsh*t! Hey won’t you stop? Do you want to search? Hey, tell me straight up what a f*cking skit! Don’t come here!”

“hahahahaha! Where is age and nationality for men and women!”

“This…This, this bastard is going to kill me!!!!!”