Chapter 23 – 23
“Husband?”
Strangely, the dragon’s eyes sparkled at the word ‘husband.’ It was unclear whether he had simply caught the scent of an entertaining romantic drama or if he had something else on his mind.
“Yes. I came from Norden to get married.”
Euro revealed his identity without hesitation. Since he would eventually find out if Euro continued to stay in Silon, there was no need to hide it.
Moreover, the dragon might already know Euro’s identity. This was because of the details the author had left regarding the dragon’s whereabouts.
The passage had stated, ‘I wanted to hide well until the end and watch that conclusion.’
The dragon was hiding his identity not only to conceal the fact that he sold drugs but also [stolen content]to [stolen content]witness the downfall of the Spioren Dukedom.
If that were the case, he must have already grasped everything happening within the Dukedom, making it pointless for Euro to hide who he was.
“Norden? Wow, you’ve come from quite a distance. I wonder who the partner is that would make you come all the way here.”
The dragon asked while naturally tidying the cluttered table, pretending to be indifferent.
“Duke Spioren.”
“The Duke?”
“Yes. I am the Prince of Norden. By tomorrow, I will be the Duchess.”
“Oh dear, have I been too reckless in my treatment of you, not knowing who you were?”
The dragon bowed his waist with exaggerated [visit our site]courtesy. As he Read on Read BL Novelsdid, [stolen content]the hat he was wearing fell and rolled across the floor.
What was revealed was ordinary black hair. However, as the dragon looked up with a grin, his face was the absolute definition of a ‘center’ visual.
Even with the ridiculous clown hat on, he hadn’t been ugly, but without it, he was practically dazzling.
Euro felt he could understand why the dragon had gone through the trouble of wearing such clothes. It was certainly because he needed to look moderately unattractive.
“You’re not going to report me to the security force and throw me in jail just because I was a bit rough, are you? Is this some kind of sting operation?”
“How do you even know about sting operations…?”
“What?”
“Nothing, nothing. Anyway, I’m buying that drug to use on the Duke. As you know, he’s sick, so I’m not sure if it’ll work properly.”
“Aren’t you a bit too nonchalant about wanting to do it with a sick person?”
“I fell in love with him at first sight. And besides, what does it matter? He’s my husband.”
Euro spoke in a casual tone, but he was incredibly nervous inside.
He couldn’t fathom what the dragon was thinking, seeing himself ask for a love drug while claiming to have fallen in love with Melione at first sight.
“I just hope you don’t do anything weird to the drug now that you’ve been found out by the Dukedom. Let’s just keep things friendly if possible.”
“I could go to the Duke and tattle on everything. Why are you so confident?”
“No way.”
“…”
“You, who has been getting beaten up in the same [visit our site]spot every time while those kids grew Read on Read BL Novelsup, just to sell a little drug like this?”
“…”
“Why would you abandon a profession you’ve held onto so steadfastly?”
Euro let out a hollow laugh. It was a laughable threat from someone who had played the part of a clown just to watch the Spioren family suffer through curses and die generation after generation.
The reason he insisted on staying in front of the central square fountain, despite being beaten by children, was likely to confirm the black flag raised over the mansion announcing the Duke’s death.
‘That’s probably where it’s most visible from the central square fountain, right?’
Euro muttered to himself while staring at the dragon.
“Let’s be in a cooperative relationship. I’ve become someone who would be troubled if you were arrested, so I’ll help you if something happens to you.”
“…”
“You just keep your mouth shut, take the money I give you, and consistently make the drugs. The sleeping pills too.”
“…Why go that far?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know what happens when you marry the Duke.”
“I know. So what? Is that a problem?”
“What?”
“If I’m destined to die anyway, I want to sleep with the person I like. Preferably while my body can still keep up, as much as possible.”
“Huh?”
“We’re a married couple anyway. Doesn’t that make it okay?”
Euro answered brazenly, and at that, the dragon burst into laughter as if he found it absurd.
“What if you actually die of sexual exhaustion?”
“As if. Think about it. The curse placed on the Dukedom makes the Dukes suffer from madness and die. Right?”
“Right.”
“Then that means they can’t die by any other method.”
“…”
“Why do you think there are no suicides in the Dukedom? It’s because they can’t.”
At the sharp observation, the dragon’s laughing expression stiffened. It seemed he hadn’t expected Euro to point that out.
It was natural. People pitied the members of the Spioren family as they died suffering from the curse, assuming they would have wanted to live until the end.
But Euro didn’t think so. If one were destined to die young from birth, they would rather end their own life quickly than suffer from madness throughout their existence.
Furthermore, Euro already knew from the novel that Melione had attempted suicide several times. However, because he failed every time, he only grew more insane.
“So, I won’t die.”
In the first place, once he slept with him, energy would surge through him—who on earth would die? Euro snorted and held out his hand toward the silent dragon.
“If you’re done enjoying yourself, give me the sleeping pills.”
“You really are…”
“…”
“Interesting.”
The dragon expressed genuine admiration, and Euro shrugged. Then, watching the dragon turn around to search for the sleeping pills in the drawer, Euro secretly let out a long breath.
Fortunately, it seemed he had succeeded in piquing the dragon’s interest. This way, the dragon would surely avoid tampering with the drugs, if only because he wanted to hear more of Euro’s story.
Well, since the dragon’s goal was likely to watch them die as painfully as possible through the curse, he probably wouldn’t bother messing with the sleeping pills, but one could never be too sure.
Polymorphing was, after all, a form of amusement. Thus, if he decided that killing Euro right now would be more entertaining, he was the type of being who would actually do it.
Dragons didn’t live among humans because they liked them. It was because endless incidents and accidents occurred among humans living in crowded clusters.
Therefore, to gain a dragon’s favor, the most important thing [visit our site]was to be an interesting existence.
He had to become a being too precious to simply let die, before he had to plead for help by saying he could only survive if the dragon forgave the Duke.
Of course, he couldn’t be certain yet whether the dragon would lift the curse on the Spioren family simply for the sake of curiosity.
But right now, the only thing Euro could rely on was the dragon’s whim. The dragon had helped Carlton, the first Duke of Spioren, despite there being no particular gain, and later cast a terrifying curse even though Carlton’s betrayal hadn’t caused significant damage.
Moreover, he had hidden himself in this state to watch the end of that curse. He never revealed himself even while watching Carlton’s descendants search for him to somehow lift the curse.
From the start, the dragon had no intention of receiving an apology. To put it more harshly, watching the fallout was more entertaining than receiving an apology.
‘A dopamine addict.’
Euro defined the dragon simply. Unaware of what Euro was thinking, the dragon took the sleeping pills he found in the drawer, wrapped them in a white cotton cloth, and handed them over.
“Don’t give him too many. He might die.”
“…”
“Ah, right, you said he doesn’t die. Fine, then feed them to him without worry. Still, it would be a bit much if he slept for several days, so it would be better to split one pill and feed it to him.”
“How much for this?”
“I’ll just give it to you.”
“Huh?”
“Think of it as a service for a regular customer. Or you can think of it as a bribe since it looks like I’ll be able to do business comfortably from now on.”
“…Is that so?”
Though the unexpected kindness was somewhat suspicious, Euro took the sleeping [unauthorized copy]pills [unauthorized copy]and [visit our site]suddenly grabbed the dragon’s wrist.
“What? You said you wouldn’t report me!”
Flustered by Euro’s sudden action, the dragon nonetheless followed obediently as he was dragged out of the house.
“Stand right here.”
“Why?”
“Just stand there!”
Forcing the dragon to stand in the middle of the alley, Euro took a deep breath.
It was true that he was in a predicament because of the curse this bastard had cast, but he couldn’t blame everything on the dragon’s whim.
Even so, it was pitiful that the dragon had to wear these [Read on Read BL Novels]tight leggings and act like a clown because Read on Read BL Novelsof the author’s settings. It was all because of his past.
“Give me your hand.”
The dragon flinched and turned his body as if to hide his hand, but Euro forcibly grabbed it and folded all the fingers except for the middle finger.
“What is this?”
“Once a day, make this hand shape and stretch it toward the sky.”
“What?”
The hand shape Euro taught him was the most famous insult from the world he had lived in.
“It’s a reward for giving me the sleeping pills for free.”
“I’m asking what this is!”
“Just do it once a day. Don’t just stretch it; glare at the sky and thrust it out firmly, as if you’re swinging a fist.”
With his middle finger extended, Euro thrust it fiercely toward the sky. The dragon looked at Euro as if he were a madman.
Regardless, Euro spent a long time aggressively cursing at the sky, then spoke while breathing heavily.
“You’re allowed to do that.”
“At least tell me what this is…”
“Just try it. Strangely, you’ll feel a sense of relief.”
“…”
“I’m off.”
Euro gave a clean farewell and headed back the way he came. Then, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and shuddered violently.
“The tedious sound of clowns is following me all the way here.”
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