Chapter 94: 31 "Return the Dragon's Child" ②
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Some time later, Sam and the burning dragon were in the presence of Clyde Isle Sky, king of the Kingdom of Sky.
The place was not the training ground where the duel had taken place.
The king was seated on his throne and received the fiery dragon as a formal guest of honor.
The king is flanked by Günther and the other court wizards.
They were supposed to be the king's shield more than anyone else in case of emergency, but except for Günther and one woman, the court wizards looked comically pale.
The absence of royalty other than the king may have been due to the fact that they were expecting the worst.
On the other hand, the nobles were standing to the left and right of Sam and the others.
That was strange.
"Samuel, I have heard of you."
"My king, I'm sorry to see you like this."
"No problem. You fought for your country. First, you must heal.
No, it's not as bad as it looks. I'm sure Günther has already told you about this.
Sam glances at the dragon next to her as she kneels down.
She just stands there with her arms folded and a scowl on her face.
"--Hmm. I will not bow to a human."
"Hey!"
"No matter, Samuel. Lord Burning Dragon, I'm sorry for all the disrespect the people of Skye have done to your family.
King Clyde stood up from his throne, stood in front of the burning dragon, and bowed deeply.
The nobles were astonished to see the king of a country bowing his head and apologizing.
Sam, however, was impressed. He thought Clyde was a wonderful king.
There was no telling what would happen to the country if the dragon, a natural disaster, became angry.
He understood that correctly, which is why he made a formal apology as king.
It makes me rather question the sanity of the nobles who are staring at the scorching dragon with such loathing.
I would like to ask them why they are being so stubborn.
"No need to apologize. My children have not been saved yet. You know that if anything happens to my children, not only your life but this country will disappear.
Yes, sir.
Good.
The king looked up, tapped Sam on the shoulder, and gave him a bitter look.
"Albert has left us with quite a legacy," he said. It is true that the royal court was aware of the black rumors about Albert. But this time we can't say such a thing."
"I think you're right. It's a national crisis.
"I heard that Albert was making some kind of money with the nobles with whom he had developed a friendship. We believe that this is deeply involved in this case. As I recall.
"King of Men."
Clyde's words were interrupted by the dragon.
"Yes?"
She extended a slender finger and pointed at a man.
The man was well-dressed among the nobles.
He was probably of a higher rank.
The man was pale and his forehead was covered with greasy sweat.
The burning dragon looked at the man and told him clearly.
"I can smell my children on that man.
"--Hey."
The man fell on his buttocks at the sharp, intimidating gaze of the dragon.
He tries to say something, but seems to be unable to do anything more than crack his mouth open, perhaps out of fear.
"...... Marquis Gordon. You were Albert's biggest supporter.
（A marquis and a court wizard together in crime.)
Since the dragon said that the Marquis Gordon smells like a child, he is black for sure.
But the Marquis is determined not to admit it, and he struggles to keep his voice down.
"Your Majesty! This is some kind of mistake! I was very close to Albert, but I had no idea that he had been up to any mischief!"
"You think I am lying!"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"I am not the kind of mother who forgets the smell of her own children! You've got to be kidding me!"
The Marquis of Gordon made a show of trying to make the dragon angry, but all he did was to pour oil on the dragon's wrath.
The Marquis, exposed to the dragon's rage, became incontinent and fainted on the spot.
(That's what happens when you try to make a fool of yourself, you fool!)
"Beat him up and interrogate him! Make them tell us who else may have been involved, and take them all captive! He is a man who has put his country and his people in great danger. There is no need to show any mercy, no matter what it takes!"
"--Ha!"
On the king's orders, the knights drag the Marquis Gordon away.
Leaving the search for the Marquess's companions to the King and his men, all Sam has to do is to rescue the children of the Burning Dragon.
(If the old man smells the children and knows they are here in King's Landing, it's natural to assume that they are being held by the Marquise. The question is whether we should go in or not.)
"Supposedly, the dragon children are in the Marquis Gordon's mansion."
If you'll excuse me, I'll go myself.
Can I count on you?
"It's probably going to be rough, but..."
I don't care. Do as you please. But be sure to rescue the dragon children!
"Yes, sir."
Bow reverently.
I have the king's permission, and no one will be able to stop me now.
Sam's lips pursed.
"I'm in. I won't take no for an answer.
"I know."
"I'll gather the magic army and the Knights to the Marquess Gordon's house."
Thank you very much.
Sam stands up, bows to the king, and turns himself around.
He rides into the Marquess Gordon's house with the scorching dragon next to him.
Let's go. We have to save the children!
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Some time later, Sam and the burning dragon were in the presence of Clyde Isle Sky, king of the Kingdom of Sky.
The place was not the training ground where the duel had taken place.
The king was seated on his throne and received the fiery dragon as a formal guest of honor.
The king is flanked by Günther and the other court wizards.
They were supposed to be the king's shield more than anyone else in case of emergency, but except for Günther and one woman, the court wizards looked comically pale.
The absence of royalty other than the king may have been due to the fact that they were expecting the worst.
On the other hand, the nobles were standing to the left and right of Sam and the others.
That was strange.
"Samuel, I have heard of you."
"My king, I'm sorry to see you like this."
"No problem. You fought for your country. First, you must heal.
No, it's not as bad as it looks. I'm sure Günther has already told you about this.
Sam glances at the dragon next to her as she kneels down.
She just stands there with her arms folded and a scowl on her face.
"--Hmm. I will not bow to a human."
"Hey!"
"No matter, Samuel. Lord Burning Dragon, I'm sorry for all the disrespect the people of Skye have done to your family.
King Clyde stood up from his throne, stood in front of the burning dragon, and bowed deeply.
The nobles were astonished to see the king of a country bowing his head and apologizing.
Sam, however, was impressed. He thought Clyde was a wonderful king.
There was no telling what would happen to the country if the dragon, a natural disaster, became angry.
He understood that correctly, which is why he made a formal apology as king.
It makes me rather question the sanity of the nobles who are staring at the scorching dragon with such loathing.
I would like to ask them why they are being so stubborn.
"No need to apologize. My children have not been saved yet. You know that if anything happens to my children, not only your life but this country will disappear.
Yes, sir.
Good.
The king looked up, tapped Sam on the shoulder, and gave him a bitter look.
"Albert has left us with quite a legacy," he said. It is true that the royal court was aware of the black rumors about Albert. But this time we can't say such a thing."
"I think you're right. It's a national crisis.
"I heard that Albert was making some kind of money with the nobles with whom he had developed a friendship. We believe that this is deeply involved in this case. As I recall.
"King of Men."
Clyde's words were interrupted by the dragon.
"Yes?"
She extended a slender finger and pointed at a man.
The man was well-dressed among the nobles.
He was probably of a higher rank.
The man was pale and his forehead was covered with greasy sweat.
The burning dragon looked at the man and told him clearly.
"I can smell my children on that man.
"--Hey."
The man fell on his buttocks at the sharp, intimidating gaze of the dragon.
He tries to say something, but seems to be unable to do anything more than crack his mouth open, perhaps out of fear.
"...... Marquis Gordon. You were Albert's biggest supporter.
（A marquis and a court wizard together in crime.)
Since the dragon said that the Marquis Gordon smells like a child, he is black for sure.
But the Marquis is determined not to admit it, and he struggles to keep his voice down.
"Your Majesty! This is some kind of mistake! I was very close to Albert, but I had no idea that he had been up to any mischief!"
"You think I am lying!"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"I am not the kind of mother who forgets the smell of her own children! You've got to be kidding me!"
The Marquis of Gordon made a show of trying to make the dragon angry, but all he did was to pour oil on the dragon's wrath.
The Marquis, exposed to the dragon's rage, became incontinent and fainted on the spot.
(That's what happens when you try to make a fool of yourself, you fool!)
"Beat him up and interrogate him! Make them tell us who else may have been involved, and take them all captive! He is a man who has put his country and his people in great danger. There is no need to show any mercy, no matter what it takes!"
"--Ha!"
On the king's orders, the knights drag the Marquis Gordon away.
Leaving the search for the Marquess's companions to the King and his men, all Sam has to do is to rescue the children of the Burning Dragon.
(If the old man smells the children and knows they are here in King's Landing, it's natural to assume that they are being held by the Marquise. The question is whether we should go in or not.)
"Supposedly, the dragon children are in the Marquis Gordon's mansion."
If you'll excuse me, I'll go myself.
Can I count on you?
"It's probably going to be rough, but..."
I don't care. Do as you please. But be sure to rescue the dragon children!
"Yes, sir."
Bow reverently.
I have the king's permission, and no one will be able to stop me now.
Sam's lips pursed.
"I'm in. I won't take no for an answer.
"I know."
"I'll gather the magic army and the Knights to the Marquess Gordon's house."
Thank you very much.
Sam stands up, bows to the king, and turns himself around.
He rides into the Marquess Gordon's house with the scorching dragon next to him.
Let's go. We have to save the children!
Some time later, Sam and the burning dragon were in the presence of Clyde Isle Sky, king of the Kingdom of Sky.The place was not the training ground where the duel had taken place.The king was seated on his throne and received the fiery dragon as a formal guest of honor.The king is flanked by Gnther and the other court wizards.They were supposed to be the king's shield more than anyone else in case of emergency, but except for Gnther and one woman, the court wizards looked comically pale.The absence of royalty other than the king may have been due to the fact that they were expecting the worst.On the other hand, the nobles were standing to the left and right of Sam and the others.That was strange."Samuel, I have heard of you.""My king, I'm sorry to see you like this.""No problem. You fought for your country. First, you must heal.No, it's not as bad as it looks. I'm sure Gnther has already told you about this.Sam glances at the dragon next to her as she kneels down.She just stands there with her arms folded and a scowl on her face."--Hmm. I will not bow to a human.""Hey!""No matter, Samuel. Lord Burning Dragon, I'm sorry for all the disrespect the people of Skye have done to your family.King Clyde stood up from his throne, stood in front of the burning dragon, and bowed deeply.The nobles were astonished to see the king of a country bowing his head and apologizing.Sam, however, was impressed. He thought Clyde was a wonderful king.There was no telling what would happen to the country if the dragon, a natural disaster, became angry.He understood that correctly, which is why he made a formal apology as king.It makes me rather question the sanity of the nobles who are staring at the scorching dragon with such loathing.I would like to ask them why they are being so stubborn."No need to apologize. My children have not been saved yet. You know that if anything happens to my children, not only your life but this country will disappear.Yes, sir.Good.The king looked up, tapped Sam on the shoulder, and gave him a bitter look."Albert has left us with quite a legacy," he said. It is true that the royal court was aware of the black rumors about Albert. But this time we can't say such a thing.""I think you're right. It's a national crisis."I heard that Albert was making some kind of money with the nobles with whom he had developed a friendship. We believe that this is deeply involved in this case. As I recall."King of Men."Clyde's words were interrupted by the dragon."Yes?"She extended a slender finger and pointed at a man.The man was well-dressed among the nobles.He was probably of a higher rank.The man was pale and his forehead was covered with greasy sweat.The burning dragon looked at the man and told him clearly."I can smell my children on that man."--Hey."The man fell on his buttocks at the sharp, intimidating gaze of the dragon.He tries to say something, but seems to be unable to do anything more than crack his mouth open, perhaps out of fear."...... Marquis Gordon. You were Albert's biggest supporter.A marquis and a court wizard together in crime.Since the dragon said that the Marquis Gordon smells like a child, he is black for sure.But the Marquis is determined not to admit it, and he struggles to keep his voice down."Your Majesty!This is some kind of mistake!I was very close to Albert, but I had no idea that he had been up to any mischief!""You think I am lying!""No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."I am not the kind of mother who forgets the smell of her own children!You've got to be kidding me!"The Marquis of Gordon made a show of trying to make the dragon angry, but all he did was to pour oil on the dragon's wrath.The Marquis, exposed to the dragon's rage, became incontinent and fainted on the spot.That's what happens when you try to make a fool of yourself, you fool!"Beat him up and interrogate him!Make them tell us who else may have been involved, and take them all captive!He is a man who has put his country and his people in great danger. There is no need to show any mercy, no matter what it takes!""--Ha!"On the king's orders, the knights drag the Marquis Gordon away.Leaving the search for the Marquess's companions to the King and his men, all Sam has to do is to rescue the children of the Burning Dragon.If the old man smells the children and knows they are here in King's Landing, it's natural to assume that they are being held by the Marquise. The question is whether we should go in or not."Supposedly, the dragon children are in the Marquis Gordon's mansion."If you'll excuse me, I'll go myself.Can I count on you?"It's probably going to be rough, but..."I don't care. Do as you please. But be sure to rescue the dragon children!"Yes, sir."Bow reverently.I have the king's permission, and no one will be able to stop me now.Sam's lips pursed."I'm in. I won't take no for an answer."I know.""I'll gather the magic army and the Knights to the Marquess Gordon's house."Thank you very much.Sam stands up, bows to the king, and turns himself around.He rides into the Marquess Gordon's house with the scorching dragon next to him.Let's go. We have to save the children!
