I Became the Son of an Evil Dragon

96 – The Path That Could Have Been Taken (1)

“…Russell?”

His expression was bright enough to be considered a boy who avoided eye contact.

There was a clear yellow light in the gray eyes

“Then who else is in this mansion other than me?

…To put it bluntly, there is only Mr. Luterrier.”

The boy who only smiled at the bitch with that hateful name sat next to him,

He scratched his head and slowly lowered his voice as if it was uncomfortable to think of him covered in golden fur.

Slowly, very slowly – the dragon began to look around.

The room was a problem, but so was my body.

This place, where you are covered only with a blanket and not wearing a single thread, is a mansion.

‘Why?’

Only this question filled my head.

Clearly, the place where it collapsed was a tent in the middle of the forest.

And what I was hearing was Russell’s crying and the jealous words of the hateful demon hunter who was stroking his tail next to him to comfort him.

But the scene unfolding before my eyes…

“Are you half asleep?

…Well, since you had such a hard time laying the eggs, it’s only natural that you would do that.”

“Al…”

“Yes, Al.

After all, you’re not sick, right?”

The mana in the boy’s hand is red.

At the same time that a bright light burned from the mark planted on his forehead, the hand that gently stroked his hair was full of warmth.

As if I was stroking my ‘older sister’.

“Or, do you keep thinking about what happened that day?

…Now you’ve even sealed it tightly?”

“Seal…”

Unknown stories kept flowing from the boy in front of me.

It was too clear to be called an illusion,

To call it a hallucination, the mana that was sparkling before my eyes was clearly familiar, yet slightly different.

Everything that makes up reality is a lie.

And the senses that felt it were speaking together.

It’s not like an illusion.

“…There’s no pain – ugh?!”

So I pulled the boy who was tilting his head while putting his hand on his forehead.

And then I sucked in all the warmth I could feel.

Hugging and scratching my back,

Opening my mouth as if I could chew up and swallow Russell, who was imbued with my scent.

“I heard it won’t run away… Did you become very anxious while laying the egg? Ugh…!”

Even though bright red scars remain.

Even though red blood appears clearly on the white skin.

The dragon that went crazy did not stop.

I couldn’t stop. Because the place I returned from the brink of death was the embrace of the boy I loved.

“Wait a minute, it hurts, Mom – “

“Russell… My son, my baby…!”

The promise I made not to call her my mother was shattered before I knew it.

Rosaria continued to be hurt by the boy who called her his mother and held her.

She said it was not a wound, but a mark, and that it was mine and that she would definitely leave an indelible mark –

Her twisted head was deeply carved with her fingernails, even her name.

He even roughly snatched her lips as she kept shaking her head, shedding tears.

“Eup, eup… Ugh!”

For some reason, Russell didn’t push him away.

Even though she’s doing something harsh, she knows best that possibly she can’t tolerate it.

From the day she couldn’t overcome her desire and left a lot of marks with her tail her, she knew that the relationship was completely ruined, so she thought she had to stop right away, but …

Her broken head her her her couldn’t dry her body her her her.

She finally licked up all the blood that flowed from her shoulder with her tongue her her her,

When she engraved that bitterness in her mind.

“Ha, ha, today… Today is rougher… Than usual.

…As expected, a nightmare… You dreamed Mr. Luterrier, right?”

Russell slowly let out an unknown story.

It made Rosalia tremble even more as she felt so familiar with her hand gradually stroking her wounds and filling her damaged flesh.

I feel like I’ve violated an angel who seemed like something out of a story, who came to save me when I was going crazy from loneliness –

“Chubung, um… Um… Ugh – “

It was the same when I pressed my lips against hers again.

She had no resistance.

Even though she clearly screamed, cried, glared with hate in her eyes, and did things that made her run away.

Rather, he just accepted her wriggling her tongue her her deeply and squeaked as if he was used to it.

“…Maybe…I’m dead?”

“What are you talking about, mom?”

That’s the conclusion I came to.

Even as she shed tears, the corners of her mouth she were raised as if torn.

“He must be dead. Otherwise, this can’t be happening.

Even if you die and wake up, I can’t hug you like this.

Isn’t that right, Russell?”

“…Yes?”

Without even being able to wipe away the tears pouring down,

Slowly covering up the wounds left on my body and gradually cleaning up my broken heart.

After finally leaving a kiss on the boy’s healed body –

“Now I know. All of this… I know that it was just a dream of mine that was filled with greed…”

I slowly covered my body and soaked the blanket.

Feeling the cold surrounding my fallen body,

I do not refuse to let my eyes darken once again.

“Mom?!”

Ah, how could it be so lovely?

Even though she did something terrible, she still calls me mom. How kind is she?

… Thinking like that, the dragon let go of his mind

Fall into an abyss as black as your own heart.

***

“…”

“Ah, thank goodness…”

When I opened my eyes again, it was dark outside,

The boy, who was shaking his body with his shoulders exposed, sat next to him in simple clothes and soaked the towel pressing heavily on his head in water and wringing it out.

The loud sound of water hits his ears, slowly awakening the dragon’s dazed consciousness.

“My mother warned me that things would get weird after the eggs were laid, but she had no idea it would turn out like this.”

Al.

Rosalia couldn’t help but stare blankly at Russell, who kept smiling and talking about things she didn’t know.

Because I didn’t know and couldn’t know.

Because there couldn’t be a being who showered love and attention so kindly.

“…What do you mean, an egg?

No, in the first place… Russell, is that right? Is this the kid I know?”

“Mom, you’re talking as if there are two Russells you know.

…It’s a bit hard to say this, but Dragon Heart – So, it’s my mom who fed me the dragon’s heart.

And that too… By killing my mother’s father.”

Harsh facts stirred in the calmly laid down words.

She took out the heart of the father she hated and fed it to her son.

No matter how damaged her head was, it was easy to tell that those memories did not exist.

“And more than anything, it wasn’t long ago that I was purring happily when I felt an egg in my stomach.

“Are you sure you don’t remember?”

“…Yes, was it an egg?”

“Then there’s someone else than me that mom loves…” ” “

Showing her a faint smile, Russell pressed the warm, moist towel to her forehead and rubbed his wet hands over her body.

Then she lifted up a glass teapot with a long, curved spout and-

“It’s tea. Drink it all up.”

She slowly poured water rich in the fragrant scent of grains.

She was secretly showing that her meticulous care had been providing this care for a very long time.

That’s why Rosaria had to ask.

Open my mouth.

“Did I lose my memory? Or did I really have a terrible nightmare like you said?

…If that’s not the case, did I steal your place as ‘mom’?”

“…”

I couldn’t pretend not to notice, but everything was too strange to just enjoy.

I couldn’t hold my son in my arms, who was so undeserving of what he had done.

Not a shred of conscience allowed it.

“The memory of laying the egg you mentioned,

Memories of spending time with you,

Seongindo – The dog you used to call so kindly, now you call it so bluntly,

These are all things that cannot happen to me.

Maybe, no, I don’t know how this happened in the first place –

I may not be your mother.”

Without even having the strength to grab the blanket and crumple it,

The red dragon, with its mouth full of a moment of happiness, burst out crying.

“I don’t even deserve this kind of happiness. I – “

Nevertheless, despite such atonement, the boy quietly put his hand inside the blanket,

He just held on to Rosaria, who was trembling with fear.

“…She’s a kinder mother.”

“I’m not kind, I-I… Did… Terrible things to you…”

Yet, I couldn’t push away his hand that he had given me,

A small kiss was given to the red dragon who hated himself but could not let go of the boy.

“I don’t hate you.

…You’re a mom, right?”

At those words, the dragon stopped breathing for a moment.

Even while crying, while getting angry, even while pushing away –

The moments when I couldn’t give up on just saying “Mom” Were met in my eyes.

…Not a sword, a spear, or an arrow could make the red evil dragon weep.

But one word from the boy.

“Ah, keung, ahha, ahhhhh…!!”

He finally pulled the dragon out of his grief and hugged him.

The tracking distance is like the earth silently accepting the rain.

“It’s a little strange, but she’s not really my mother-“

“Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop – “

“Lean a little closer, yes, it’s okay to cry.”

There was frost on my heart, which had grown cold because I did not receive her love.

The person who melted it, caressed it, and made it move once again was none other than Russell.

… Forever, she was the boy who would become her son.

Rosalia engraved it deep in her heart.

So that you never forget again.