I Became a Servant the Dragons Are Obsessed With

225 – Hatred of the Balaur

1.

“… “He did not hesitate to make all kinds of anti-dragon remarks in front of so many dragons, and also revealed his true identity in front of ignorant people who knew nothing.”

“Is it identity?”

“Yes, the existence of the breeder has been erased from history.”

Schnelia tilts her head and answers.

The expression he looks at me becomes increasingly mysterious.

I think they are asking why I am reacting as if I am hearing this for the first time.

“Ah… “Was that true?”

I prevaricated to avoid suspicion. There’s no way I could remember the story before I was possessed.

“Well, you probably have a hard time remembering everything. How furious must you have been at that time to spew out anti-dragon-related remarks and even pass out?”

“Fainting out… ? Me?”

“Yes, it seems like your memory of that time is really not perfect.”

“To tell you the truth, I lost my mind at that time and my memories are blurry in the aftermath.”

“As expected… For some reason, it seemed like he couldn’t remember well…”

Schnelia looks pitiful upon hearing that her memories are vague.

Maybe it’s because I know the breeder’s past,

There didn’t seem to be any doubts about me.

Rather, it was showing infinite trust.

They probably believe that I am a real breeder now. And since he is a close friend of the first dragons, he is treated with the courtesy he deserves.

ㅡTeopup!

“Oh? What are you doing now… ?”

Suddenly, Schnellia grabbed my left hand, which was on the table. I think this is a bit out of courtesy.

But her face was serious.

An expression of concern about my condition.

Schnellia looks straight at me and moves her lips.

“Breeder? When we are alone like this, please speak comfortably. Are you showing respect to me who has only lived for less than 5,000 years? “This is not even possible.”

“Hmm, no. This is comfortable for me right now. “I’m also cautious because I’m afraid someone might see it.”

“Is that so? Well, it might be difficult for students to accept it right away… By the way, breeder?”

“Yes, why are you doing that?”

“You just said your memories are vague, right? “Has part of your memory been lost?”

Schnelia continues to ask questions while gently brushing the back of my hand with her finger.

“Well, that’s it. Unfortunately, I only remember part of what happened that day.”

Actually, I don’t remember a single thing.

Because this was before I possessed this body.

But I didn’t want to make a statement that would raise too much suspicion.

“Oh my! If something like that happened, please tell me sooner… !”

“Yes?”

“Breeder? Could you please lend me your hands for a moment? A lot of time has passed, but with my revitalizing power, I will be able to bring back the memories of that day.”

ㅡKkook… !

Schnellia asks, clutching my left hand even tighter.

Rather, it went well.

I was curious about what happened back then.

Maybe this will be an opportunity to learn the story behind this body.

ㅡSreuk… !

I was willing to raise my right hand when I heard that I could regain my memories. But…

ㅡKuuuuuk… !

Derke, who was holding his right hand under the table, would not let go easily.

“Kuuuuut…”

Derke’s expression is unusual.

An expression that says he doesn’t want to lose me.

He grabs my hand with all his strength

A new student that even the principal is jealous of…

ㅡKkook!

As if he doesn’t want to give in, he even gets involved.

“Hmm? Oh, that’s right. Look at my mind… ! I’m sorry, Derke. “I was so preoccupied with the breeder that I forgot about you.”

“Principal… ? “Why did you call me a death dragon?”

Derke finally opens his mouth with a pouting expression. With my hand still held tightly.

The feeling of the palm of my hand feels like the blood is not flowing.

“Yes, you must be very curious. I’ll also tell you why I called you, so would you please raise your hand with the breeder? “I know that the Baron Death clan I recognized is inseparable from Breeder.”

“Huh… ?”

“The clan of death is a clan that inherits the legacy of their ancestors even after death, right?”

“How did the principal… ?!”

“If you are a dragon who is very interested in the breeder, this is something you naturally have no choice but to know. “Well, aren’t you good?”

With those words, she stretched out her hand towards Derke.

ㅡSrurruk… !

Only then does Derke relax his grip and raise his arm. Eventually, an electric current flows through my palms and my senses return.

ㅡSplat!

Schnellia gathers all of our hands in one place and wraps them in her palm.

By the way, you brought back her memories?

Is this the ability of the Vegetation Dragon?

Maybe it’s similar to Sophia’s ability.

Sophia looked into my past through ‘Pioneer of Light’. However, now Schnellia said that she would not read her memories but revive them through the ability called ‘revival’.

“Everyone, please close your eyes and breathe comfortably. To the Breeder, what happened that day at the temple. I will show Derke the memories of the relationship between Breeder and the Death Clan.”

ㅡDrag-drag-drag… !

With those words, a thin, vine-like tree root extends from behind Schnellia’s hand. Before we knew it, it was wrapping both our hands.

“What is this?”

“Don’t be too surprised. I will give you strength through your roots. And that power will revive damaged memories.”

“Roots?”

It is indeed a dragon of vegetation. It must be something like a green dragon that protects the forest.

“Yes, it will feel like you woke up after a comfortable nap. So don’t worry too much.”

“Ahhh… ?”

ㅡSrurruk…

As Schnellia’s explanation ends, my vision suddenly becomes blurry.

My eyelids suddenly feel heavy.

It feels like a drowsy drowsiness has set in.

“Joe, I’m sleepy…”

Before my eyes completely closed, I looked to the side and saw that Derke was also slowly falling into sleep.

***

2.

There were many temples on the Drango continent.

Most temples worshiped the first dragons.

To honor our ancestors who protected the continent from the invasion of the Demon Dragon.

Additionally, the temple was also a structure to not forget the invasion of a demonic dragon that could appear again at any time.

After the Demon Dragon War ended, so many temples were built on the Drango continent that it was difficult to count them. And as time passed, the sects became more subdivided as there were countless temples.

While there were separate temples that worshiped only certain proto-dragons, there were also heretics that secretly worshiped demonic dragons.

Among them, the most unusual sect, excluding heresy, is…

– According to an old book handed down from ancient times, all six ancestors maintained a close relationship with one human and formed a strong friendship. So, there was a time in the very distant past when our dragons coexisted with other races.

“”Dramen… !””

-Furthermore, as believers know well, if it were not for his secret medicine, it would have been difficult to maintain the Demon Dragon’s seal for so long! Therefore, we, the supreme beings, the dragon race, no matter how lowly and short-lived a species we are, we should be equal with an open mind… !

A small temple located in the hot southern region.

The dragon people are praying here.

Inside the chapel, the priest continued his sermon

-Do you think that even powerless and weak humans can become friends with us at any time? … Always treat other races with an open mind…

As you can tell just by listening to the content of the sermon,

It was definitely very different from the typical sect.

It was different in terms of ideology.

They were vaguely aware of the existence of breeders and had cross-species friendly thoughts.

“Priest… ? “I apologize while you are preaching the doctrine, but I have a question.”

“What is your question? “Speak in peace, brother.”

In the chapel, a woman politely raises her hand and asks a question.

She was a Schnellia with impressive green hair and long horns.

Although she was in charge of her position as the principal, she had a passion for learning about the history of the Drango Continent that was comparable to that of an active scholar.

In Schnelia’s arms was an old book containing historical and secret stories related to the Demon Dragon War.

‘Maybe we can find a crucial clue here. It’s rewarding to travel around the continent during vacation and collect information and conduct research.’

Even though it was only a month before the start of her academy, she stopped by this small temple to gather her last information.

This is a sect that worships even the humans who were with the primordial dragon as equally divine beings.

“Brother? Why aren’t you saying anything? I think I’m seeing this person for the first time today…”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I was thinking about something else for a moment… Anyway… ! According to what I found out, the name of a human who was close to our ancestors was called a breeder… Is that correct?”

“Huh… !”

Her priest lets out an embarrassed voice at Schnellia’s sudden reminder of her. Then she smiled at her wrinkled face and moved her mouth again.

“… You seem like a new brother, but you seem to have studied a lot. From now on, I hope you will keep mentioning that noble name.”

“Oh, I was rude. Just thinking of that name makes me excited…”

“I understand how you feel. We are all so impressed by Breeder’s achievements that we visit the shrine like this every week. Anyway, so what is the question?”

She said, “I just heard that she has been hiding her identity and maintaining the Demon Dragon’s seal. Why did you suddenly throw away the Demon Dragon’s seal?”

“Hmm… ! Brother? Well, that’s…”

A priest who is embarrassed by an unexpected question.

“Brother, you know very well…” ” ! There are so many hidden parts in the history of poetry and its beginning that no one knows exactly yet. When it comes to that, we all have faith… !”

It was not something the priest could answer.

It was also the weak point of this section.

Therefore, there was no choice but to overcome it with the believers’ strong faith.

“… “Should I tell you why that was like that?”

“… ?!”

It was when the priest was hurriedly taking care of the situation with his hands raised high.

“… I was betrayed by a damn reptile that I had trusted as a friend for a long time. And I didn’t throw it away?”

A young man’s voice came from behind. It was a young voice, but somewhere very angry… It was a voice with a slight tremor.

“Sindo? Who are you again? It’s my first time seeing this face… ?”

“Me… ? A human being betrayed by lizards like you.”

“Ha? What did you just say?! How dare this frivolous thing happen in a sacred temple… !”

“What do you know about that? Everything went wrong because the reptile clan couldn’t get enough of making a grilled lizard and chewing the whole thing. The fate of this entire continent of Drango—!!!”

“W-what a reptile… ?!”

“But you are just praying comfortably without any sense of crisis… ? If this continues, you, the dragons, might end up living a short life like real reptiles?”