I Raised A Black Dragon

"Mr. Uncle!"

"Not Mr. Uncle."

Except for Eleonora, the only person who could hug Muell, the adorable yet feared dragon, was the General Manager of the Bureau of Investigation Security.

"Why did you come already?

"I have business to attend to. Where have you left your master?"

"The blonde man kidnapped Noah."

"Then you should go and get her. What are you doing?”

How can such a young dragon, who had not even the slightest bit of humanity, talk to humans normally!

Having done the gesture casually, the General Manager put the dragon down in front of Minister Rossinell's office. “I'll be back at six, so go and stay with Noah.”

"Yes!"

Around every Tuesday and Thursday evening, Kyle visited the Ministry of Magic and took over Eleonora from Adrian. Once the three of them were together, the renowned investigator, the fine minister and the infamous witch, it would become the highlight of Tuesday's horror.

The most complicated love-hate relationship ever!

Kyle and Eleonora despised each other so much that they seem to want to pull each other’s hair every time they meet. On the other hand, Adrian and Eleonora were uncomfortable ex-lovers. And lastly, Kyle and Adrian were rumored to be natural enemies…

The combination of the three was no more less than chaotic. However, it was an oddly fitting match if only their faces were taken into context. All the three of them wore the most beautiful faces in the entire Laurent.

Tray cupped her cheek and whispered to her colleague. “Doesn’t their story make a good material? Dragon, witch, investigator, wizard! Square relation!"

"That's the story this time? Last time, it was a growth of powerless Valtalere.”

"That was roughly finished, and this time I'm gonna try this…!”

It was known that witches and wizards in Laurent were inspiring a lot of fictional stories, which would then be reveled by the fans. In the ragged Imperial City, novels based on the prominent personalities in the Imperial City used to be secretly popular. It was not merely a fad, but also a shrouded history that had been handed down for decades.

A secret culture of overworked public officials took enjoyment in reading such books, which they burned right after.

However, no one knew that some of the wizards' novels were spreading beyond the complex, intertwined boundaries of time and dimension.

It was no wonder that not a single soul knew there was such a "pathway" in the first place. So even more naturally, it was unbeknownst to others that a soul that lived in a completely different time zone in a completely different world was struggling to make ends meet in a novel.

However, there was only one in a hundred billionth chance that it would happen again.

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"Oh, I'm tired….” Noah crouched on the sofa, recalling why she was in her current situation.

Today was her fourth class with Adrian. She was dragged to the Imperial City like a cow being dragged to a slaughterhouse every Tuesday and Thursday, and had to face that uselessly pretty man to take magic lessons of great intensity.

"It's too much to untie the chains yet, so let's do what we did earlier." Adrian said, tapping on the keyboard with a switch. The primary objective of the three-week class he and Noah had been doing was to become ‘sensitive’ to natural magic.

Mana is a dense, unrealistic force that incorporates the entire space.

There were many theories at the source of mana, and the most promising theory that existed was man encompasses not only this world but also all dimensions. It is a natural force that is infused in not only all living organisms but also minerals such as water, soil, and air.

The dragon’s power, which is the epitome of heresy, also originates from mana. Only the degree and density of purity differ, but the dragon's mana is also, very fundamentally, like the power that flows through this world.

In conclusion, there's only a degree of difference in each dimension, and mana is everywhere. However, this world was not a land where such potent mana was prominent. Surreal power and magic using mana began to arise about 5,000 years ago.

In ancient times, when dragons were bustling in Muite, pure magic prevailed. This was because nearly infinite mana was constantly supplied.

But as the dragons, who enjoyed a moment's play, lost interest and left Muite one by one, Muite soon had only an insignificant amount of mana from what the continent had originally possessed.

Thus, in due course, for 500 years after the departure of even the last dragon of the continent, the magic of the continent gradually entered the path of decline.

As the unearthly power began to become forgotten, it was human intelligence that began to glimmer.