I Raised A Black Dragon

Chapter 22: Scaly Baby

Two years ago, Adrian and Eleonora had a massive fight in front of the entrance to the Laurent’s fortress, which was still remembered even today. As a result, no one doubted that the infamous witch actually stormed out of the capital; it was only natural after breaking up with a lover of four years. Hence, Eleonora cannot react as if she did not know the existence of Adrian Rossinell.

Kyle Leonard began checking the transcripts he had sent from Tezeba. It was recorded when he interrogated Eleonora Asil himself.

“It’s just a mousetrap. It’s a trap for rats. This is so unfair, really.”

“There are dozens of victims who have had their ankles cut off by this mousetrap, and you are still so brazen to come up with such a lie. You’d better be honest if you want to be released as soon as possible, lady. What kind of magic did you put on this thing for it to chop off ankles like crazy?”

“Head investigator, I really don’t know anything. I’ve made it right, and if you want to destroy it, I’ll give you the honor. How many hours have this dull conversation been going? In this tiny place!”

Kyle Leonard remembered the daring woman in the recording room whose eyes blazed as fiercely as a lion. The look on her face was different from the woman living in the messy cabin now. Kyle continued to study meticulously every transcript of the recordings, not missing one.

The investigation has taken a sharp turn. Kyle Leonard snapped his pen down on the desk. With countless possibilities in mind, and after compiling all the given facts, a conclusion was drawn.

The investigation was misdirected in the first place.

“Stupid…”

Kyle Leonard rose from his seat, took the uniform coat which was sprawled on the desk, and threw it to the freezing man in the corner.  “If you doze off one more time during work hours, you’ll have to be ready to take off your badge off, chief.”

“Yes, sir!”

And without further ado, he immediately left the office, his steps brisk with no hesitation. The destination was none other than the house of Eleonora Asil.

***

“Baby, where are you?!”

The strange sound that echoed inside the house disappeared, prompting Park Noah to search the entire house all over again. Fortunately, however, after a few minutes, a small rustle was heard again. Park Noah put a hand behind her ears to locate the origin of the sound.

“Where are you, baby?”

The door to the warehouse, which she merely skimmed earlier, was half open. Don’t tell me you’re a thief. Park Noah stood in front of the door, pressing gently on the knob, and took a peek. Inside was junk piled up like a mountain.

She entered the storage room cautiously and slowly approached the pile of junk which was almost the twice of her height. Suddenly, a noise erupted from beneath the junk.

“….?”

Park Noah examined closely the mountain of junk when a gasp escaped her lips.

“Little boy, you!”

A little tail protruded from the pile of junk—an arrow-shaped tail, covered with black, smooth scales. Dragon. It was dragon. A small dragon, the size that would fit perfectly in her arms. Immediately, Park Noah recognized at once that the tail belonged to the child she was looking for.

The dragon opened his mouth when he saw her. The long pupils shook, and the dragon hesitantly crept out of the clutter.

“If I call you, you have to answer!”

He straightened his feet and stretched out his hands, flapping its wings as it swung its sleek, scaled arms around Park Noah’s neck and hugged it.

“I called! Why won’t you answer?” Her heart still throbbed unstable. She was extremely distressed that she burst into a fit of rage. “I was so worried! I thought someone took you away! I’ve been worrying about you since you’ve been sulking lately, and you’re making my heart drop like this!”

With a dragon clutched tightly in her arms, Park Noah felt utmost relief that the baby was back to her again.