I Became a Servant the Dragons Are Obsessed With

416 – Anxiety is proportional to excitement

Dragon Heart.

Literally the heart of a dragon.

The driving force that keeps the supreme life form alive.

It is the essence of dragon power.

A source of power granted only to the Supreme Being.

A semi-permanent organ that beats non-stop for thousands of years.

These characteristics of the dragon race set them apart as transcendent beings, and their hearts were a symbol of longevity and awesome power for the short-lived species.

An absolute being that reigns over all races.

However, there was a way for short-lived species to obtain this transcendent power.

As expected, the Dragon Heart could be handed over to a different race through a ceremony called an oath.

A covenant, as its name suggests, is something made through a mutual contract. An act in which a dragon promises conditions to a contractor and gives half of its heart in return.

In this process, dragon hearts were used as a medium for contracts, but in rare cases, they could also be handed over to a life partner as a promise of eternal love.

Was it because of that? In general, passing a heart through one’s lips was a widely known method among dragons.

There was no rule that it had to be passed on through the lips, but in the case of the oath of love, this was the most natural and accessible method.

A kiss between lovers is a natural act.

A kiss to promise eternal love.

It is said that at this time, the dragon resonates with the contractee and is able to instinctively hand over the dragon heart.

Of course, this was only possible if you completely trusted and trusted the contractor.

Besides this, there were other methods as well.

The only drawback is that it is not widely known.

There were few dragons who knew how to hand over hearts other than the oath of love.

After all, it is rare to make an oath with a different race. As the centuries passed, fewer and fewer people remembered the method.

“Okay, this is definitely not strange… … . Everyone says they only know this way, but it’s impossible for me to have another way… … .”

A corner of a dark double room.

Sylvian’s voice rang softly.

It was a voice that was so embarrassing that it was so embarrassing.

Sylvian is currently held quite close to the breeder’s face. She looks at the original being and takes a deep breath with a nervous look on her face.

“Whoa… … .”

Her harsh breathing makes the breeder’s hair shake. Currently, we are face to face so close.

‘okay..! This is just practice! Let’s try what we learned! If you’re sleeping soundly like you are now, you definitely won’t remember… … !’

Sylvian’s eyes sparkle slightly.

Eventually, I made up my mind.

She brushes the side of her hair behind her ear and gently closes her eyes.

To focus your mind.

To bring out the Dragon Heart.

To relieve shameful feelings.

As expected, looking at the breeder up close made me feel confused.

‘First of all, you said that trusting the object in front of you is important, right? While maintaining that mindset, focus your mind on your chest… … . After that, I opened my lips to the beginning with the feeling that everything in me was being lifted from the area around my chest. … .’

Sylvian scolds seriously.

Summarize what you have learned so far.

To somehow hand over his dragon heart.

ㅡUgh… !

Sylvian lowers his head, reminding himself of the things he learned from everyone earlier.

“It will be over in one go… … .”

She tries her best to somehow raise the heart and jumps into the lips of the sleeping breeder without knowing anything.

ㅡChu-eup… ♡

And soon their lips meet.

The two lips overlap very carefully.

However, this kiss did not last long.

“… Ugh, wow?! This… strange feeling-!?”

As soon as their lips meet, Sylvian suddenly falls down. Even though the breeder could have woken up, the sound erupts involuntarily.

When I put my lips together on my own,

I startled myself and fell backwards.

It was such an unfamiliar and tickling sensation.

-Spooky!

A kiss that is difficult to even call a kiss.

We only lightly touched our lips,

Silvian’s whole body trembles and his skin grows.

It was a feeling I had never felt before.

A somewhat foreign yet cozy texture.

I couldn’t help but be surprised at how soft and moist it was than I expected.

A squishy yet soft texture.

It feels like holding a snail to your lips.

But that didn’t mean it was all that unpleasant.

I was just surprised by the subtle tactile sensation I felt for the first time… … .

‘Is this a kiss between a man and a woman? ? Me, I’m just a friend… … .’

ㅡHot hot!

Sylvian blushes profusely while just touching his lips. Her face felt hot as if a fever had struck her.

“gulp-! All, one more time… … ! I was so shocked that I couldn’t concentrate on Dragon Heart at all. This time, for sure… … !”

ㅡUgh… !

Sylvian immediately sticks out his lips again.

You regain your composure faster than you think.

The first time was difficult, but the second time was easy.

Besides, the act of kissing itself wasn’t that difficult.

Because it was a simple physical contact that involved just lowering one’s head and touching each other’s lips.

“Huh… ♡”

The lips of a man and a woman gently overlap once again. Sylvian’s light pink lips pounce on the defenseless breeder.

They put their lips together in a bold way.

This time I didn’t back down easily.

I was properly touching my lips with the breeder.

‘It still feels strange, but I don’t hate it… … . It feels like I’m slowly falling into a soft swamp… … .’

Sylvian kisses and holds on for quite some time as if playing tug-of-war.

… … .

But this was it.

Although it held up well,

What did you do to even call it a kiss?

Breeder, even if it’s because you’re asleep,

Sylvian was frozen in that state.

Because I couldn’t figure out what to do.

‘But the kiss… … . ‘Is this the right way to do it?’

They were just touching their lips stiffly and flatly.

Because I knew very little about kissing, or about the opposite s*x.

“… … .”

Anyway, how much time has passed?

‘What should I do next? I’m trying my best to concentrate… … . How can I raise the Dragon Heart… … ?!’

Sylvian continues to kiss, which is not a kiss, in an awkward posture and scolds her.

She just blushed in silence.

I was frozen and didn’t know what to do.

I feel dizzy just by touching our lips.

Because of this, I couldn’t easily think about moving my lips or tongue.

Moreover, her likeability is still at the level of blind trust.

No matter how hard I tried, it was in vain.

Unless there was a variable in the family of love like Eros, it would have been difficult to hand over the Dragon Heart right now.

However, Sylvian, who could not have known this fact, had no choice but to fall into deep thoughts while locking lips with the breeder.

Why doesn’t it work out the way I want it to?

It’s just about manipulating the magic power of the heart, right?

I thought it was familiar to me… … .

why? Why is there not even a slight movement?!

‘When fighting monsters, the magic in my chest always raged like a storm… … . Why can’t I feel any waves now… … ?’

-Thump! Boom boom! Boom boom! Boom boom!

‘My heart flutters so much just from the touch of my lips… … . Why can’t I feel the power contained within it? … !?’

Facial expressions distort in real time.

At the same time, disappointment appears on his face.

It was a feeling towards myself.

A feeling of helplessness bordering on self-loathing.

A feeling of self-destruction that I have never felt before.

For some reason, a sense of shame and despair weighs on Sylvian.

‘I thought it was my clan’s mission and I’ve been waiting for this moment… … . I thought it was my destiny, but why can’t I hand it over… … ?’

ㅡChuuut… … .

Sylvian purses his lips with an expression full of self-destruction.

He dangles a silver thread,

Slowly raise your upper body.

Sylvian’s face was full of disappointment.

At first, I was able to console myself by saying it was just practice, but when I actually experienced the reality, I felt a deep sense of helplessness that could not be expressed in words.

Because it was something he had been looking forward to his whole life, he couldn’t help but feel impatient.

Because I couldn’t figure it out.

I was angry at myself for being helpless.

Because there was nothing I could do.

At the same time, I felt scared.

A thought crossed my mind that I might never be able to hand over the Dragon Heart like this.

What on earth is wrong?

In the beginning, I treated myself like a real friend… … .

No, they treated me well like family… … .

‘He genuinely cared for me, not pretense, and gave me opportunities to become friends with everyone… … . Why am I… … ?’

Sylvian distorts his face.

It hurt like my heart was being torn apart.

Anxiety and impatience overlap to create a violent gust in the mind.

‘ What on earth can I do for the beginning now? I couldn’t even hand over a single dragon heart… … . What on earth can I do to hand it over? We must cooperate as quickly as possible to regain the lost memories and power of the beginning… ! I want to be recognized by Sicho as a true friend… ! I just don’t know what to do. I can’t feel it at all… … !’

ㅡFully… !

Sylvian lowers his head, lamenting his situation.

She thought about it for a while and then came to one conclusion.

‘No way, I…’ … . ‘Do you still not completely believe in the beginning?’

Sylvian looked very confused after just one or two kisses. She was now in a state of self-destruction.

‘Si, Sicho did his best for me… … . Me, why on earth am I doing this..? Why can’t I be of any help… ? If you’re like this, you don’t deserve to stay by the beginning… … ?’

To the point where you question the meaning of your own existence.

Although she may look fine on the outside, a huge storm was raging inside her.

And the storm that raged like that eventually… … .

ㅡToduk..! Pop! Pop!

Beyond the surface of the lake called emotion, water soon overflows over the dam called eyelids.

“It can’t go on like this…” … . This will only bring disappointment to Sicho. What if there is no need for a beginning? Well, I can’t do that… ! How do I make friends after 500 years? … !”

ㅡThud, thud… !

Sylvian continues to shed tears like thick raindrops and mutters from the seat next to the breeder.

Without realizing that his tears were falling on the breeder’s face.

And that was the time.

“Howum? what is this..?”

“Haaa-! Poetry, the beginning… … ?!”

Just then, the breeder wakes up, rubbing his eyes.

I had no choice but to open my eyes to Sylvian’s thick, cold tears.