I Became a Porter for a Women-Only Party. 64

Chapter 64 – 64 – The Problem of a Certain Dragon

The warrior’s sword is a truly amazing item. As if he was protesting why he was touching it when he wasn’t the chosen one, Unseokcheol dared set Lord’s hand on fire.

I’ve never asked about the Lord’s aptitude, but I guess he’s at least a warrior. The dragons were startled when they heard the faint smell of burning flesh. On the other hand, the Sunstorm family members looked like they were on the verge of fainting.

‘Please put down that knife. We were wrong’. Completely ignoring the people of Sunstorm who were talking about such things, the Lord questioned them while holding the warrior’s sword tightly.

“When your son was about to see my daughter’s blood, he bought at least a hundred people.”

“If you say you bought a person, what kind…?”

“Professional killers. They are the kind of people who launch a boat for money and kill anyone who pays twice as much. Do you know where those children have gone now?”

It sounds like you missed it. The Sunstorm family began asking each other if they had heard anything.

Rod grinned.

“I sent it back. It made me realize the value of peace so that I could no longer harm anyone through greed.”

Perhaps, compared to the notoriety of past Lords in history, this Lord may be a very merciful person.

Someone who was looking for hope in their heart might have thought so.

“Good for them too.”

“They will grow into fresh wild grass and various grains in the autumn fields, and now you will know the Anbunji tribe in their lives swaying in the wind.”

“Yes?”

“I tore it up and gave it to the fields as fertilizer. Isn’t that a really good thing?”

I almost peed myself.

If my last name was Sunstorm, I would definitely be bored.

Sunstorm’s family members were trembling and tried to testify as much as they knew.

However, it seems that Adamantone’s targeting of the Succubus Queen and the process of becoming involved with Mithra were the arbitrary actions of the mutant family member. Because no one really knew.

Assuming that Sunstorm did not dare to fool the dragons, the Lord said that he would not take his life immediately.

But he hasn’t quite forgiven them yet. Because someone might still be hiding something.

The interrogation was scheduled to continue tomorrow.

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“They said so.”

Outside Nidroga’s door, I sighed and said,

I wondered if my voice would be heard through such a huge door.

“They said that the people in that house were really sorry, especially you and me. It happened because they couldn’t take care of their children properly.”

There was no mansion built just for Lord’s family anywhere on the island. All buildings similar in size to the Sunstorm family home were entertainment facilities.

So I guessed. Compared to the grandiose title of ‘master of the most powerful men in the world’, I think Lord is a person of great integrity.

Not at all. Lord’s castle was located in none other than an underwater cave on the island. And Nidroga’s bedroom alone was as grand as the Sunstorm family home. Even the entrance is so large that it looks like a dragon could come in and out.

In the form of a dragon? But. No matter how much of a human identity you have, there may be times when you want to spend a day or two in the form of a dragon.

There is no need to share space. If you think about it, most of the dragons outside come to play and hang out, and aren’t residents who live here.

From that perspective, this size is more natural than extravagant. Would you say it feels like a dragon’s living space?

However, this entrance seems a bit small for the 30-meter-sized dragon I saw.

“Is this the room you used as a child?”

It was a thoughtless remark, but a strange sound came from inside, as if my lungs were shrinking. And the sound of the blanket being kicked hard. I guess that’s the correct answer.

I leaned against the wall next to the door and sighed. I felt like I couldn’t have a conversation like this.

“You know, please answer something. It’s already been two days since you haven’t shown your face.”

The party member who seemed the most relaxed, relaxed, and mentally strong went into exile.

It is not difficult to guess why. It must have been that incident a few days ago.

Of course, Nidrogar is sturdy. There’s no way someone like me could get hurt. But it’s not just your body that can get hurt.

It is said that the dragon that chose the path of a human also has its identity as a human. I am not speaking to the dragon, the supreme being, but to a fellow who has not yet recovered from the shock of his first experience.

…Actually, I couldn’t completely shake off work that day. So it only came today.

Other party members, from Eshen to Villena, had already stopped by at least once to ask how they were doing. Is it okay, and when will it come out? Why is there so much fuss about removing Ada? It was such a big deal.

No one heard an answer. Even Eshen, who tried to pick a fight on purpose.

So how about this?

“Do you want to touch the marten?”

“What, what, what, what are you touching? What are you talking about!”

The 5-meter vertical steel door shakes violently. What did you throw?

I felt like I might have died if I had been hit, but I tried to suppress it.

I’m sure he didn’t throw the weapon because he wanted to crush me.

“···Sat. I asked if you wanted to pet the silver-haired marten.”

“Ah.”

A long moment of silence. And the sound of the blanket being violently kicked away.

The material seems to be very sturdy. If you look at the human-shaped dragon, it looks fine even after being kicked.

I glanced at the steel door, which had stopped vibrating. And I found that there was a generous gap underneath it.

A person would never be able to enter, but it would be enough for a silver marten.

“Sambi, come in.”

The silver marten widened its eyes with a sense of betrayal.

‘How can you give such an order between us to rush at the monster that just made that thunderous noise?’

To shorten it, ‘Is this right?’. The look in his eyes seems to be asking that.

I solemnly took out the sugar cube container and shook it. And spread two fingers.

“Two.”

‘Four.’

“Three. No more than that.”

The marten rolled its eyes as if cursing me for my meanness and cleverness, and crawled under the huge bedroom door of Nidroga. I enjoyed the satisfaction of becoming a vicious business owner.

A little later, Nidro was amazed in the room.

“This is so cute.”

“It’s easy to raise. If you don’t wake it up, it stays quiet for almost its entire life in a special cage.”

“Isn’t that a bit cruel?”

“Trust me. He’s an extreme sleeper, so he’s happy when I don’t wake him up. Of course, the exception is when you give him a sugar cube.”

“Lump sugar?”

“A sugar cube. It’s the only thing in the world that smart, obedient guy loves more than sleeping. Would you like to give it to him yourself?”

I pushed the sugar cube under the crack in the door. There was a moment of agonized silence, and then the sound of footsteps approached the door.

Although it may not be visible due to being blocked by a door, the distance is shortened. It’s a good sign.

My fingers snatch the sugar cube. Nidrogar laughed like a child.

“It’s true. He’s showing affection by wrapping his tail around my neck and licking my face.”

Her heart warms as she imagines the scene beyond the door. After all, there is no one better than Dambi when it comes to creating consensus.

“There’s nothing better than this guy to break the awkward atmosphere. Isn’t it a deliberate plan to bring this marten with you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m wondering if he goes around deliberately preparing various things to seduce innocent girls. Just like the pornographic novel about that porter that Villena and Eshen were talking about at my door yesterday.”

“…They are great guys. You said that in front of your friend who was surprised by the porter?”

“If I had to explain it, well, I guess what happened to me was someone’s dream and a dream so earnest that it could be published as a story. They said the author of that novel was a woman.”

It deserves to be a candidate for the worst consolation on earth.

“If wrong comfort is enough to warrant being stoned by the people of the world, Villena and Eshen will no longer belong to this world. A stone tower as tall as your dragon will be built.”

“That sounds fun. I remember the rock throwing competition my mother hosted a few years ago. The winner was decided based on which team had more nosebleeds.”

It deserves to be listed as a candidate for the worst play on earth. I clearly reviewed the lesson I reflected on at noon today. Let’s not mess with Rod.

“I’m putting my honor and Dambi’s honor on the line, but I’m taking him with me because he’s useful. He’s only putting up with me because I give him sugar cubes. He and I need each other to use such high-level tricks. “I’m not saying that.”

“But it’s this cute? Does it mean it’s never meant to be a temptation?”

“Yeah, maybe I could have used it that way. If I had come up with the strategy of showing sable and seducing her a little sooner, I wouldn’t have been a virgin until I was 24. It’s just cute. I thought she would like it if I showed it to her.”

I made a self-deprecating joke. Then the friendly banter returned.

“Hmm. You showed it to me because you thought I would like it? Isn’t that also temptation in a broad sense?”

No, I’m not sure if it’s a joke. Nidrogar, who had cheerfully raised his tone, trailed off at the end of his sentence, and I felt dizzy.

“···I just thought you would like it.”

“Yeah, that’s good. That’s good.”

It becomes unclear what is good.

A sound of falling down is heard. Nidrgar knocked on his door and announced his location. He seemed to be sitting down, leaning against the door.

“Why did you come here?”

“I’m worried.”

“That’s not what I’m saying. I was hiding because you were in trouble, and I don’t know what to do if you come to me like this. I don’t know what kind of expression I’ll have to face you from now on.”

“Me too.”

What kind of expression should I look at my partner from now on? I think I’ve had this problem before too. What did you do back then?

I moved my hips and changed my sitting position. To the place where Nidrogawa’s back was horizontally facing each other.

“Can I ask you something?”

“It seems like he’s trying to force the conversation out of me, but yeah. Do you think I’ll get hurt by asking?”

“You told me that, right? You don’t have to apologize for being wrong, right?”

“···Did I ever say that?”

“Isn’t that what you meant? Exactly what you said. I bowed down and said, ‘Please kill me gently.’ Did you say, ‘I said I would save you, but if you kill me, is there any reason to do it?’”

“Ah, well, um.”

This is what I said after the embarrassing incident was over. Nidroga must have been embarrassed because he was remembering what happened back then, and he stuttered and tried to grab the tail of my words. Who would think of a huge dragon in a scene like that?

I realize that the image of Nidroga that remains in my mind has naturally changed. From a gigantic red dragon racing through the sky to a girl making cute noises with her bodies intertwined.

“···I think you’re right. I think that’s what you said. Don’t go into too much detail because you’ll get embarrassed.”

“The meaning is roughly the same, right? You were telling me not to apologize, right?”

“···Okay. There’s no reason for you to apologize.”

“Still, I want to say I’m sorry. Your feelings are important anyway. If I were you, I’d be very confused.”

“Do you think so?”

“It wasn’t a situation you could do anything about. You couldn’t say no, you couldn’t push it away, you were just trapped in your own body, completely at the mercy of someone else’s will.”

“That’s right. But it’s not your fault. It’s my fault for rushing in to that guy named Waldenhardt. How could I have known that as soon as I ran in, the Succubus Queen would be released and my body would be taken away. You’re making an unnecessary apology with a lot of effort. I think we’re on one side.”

A small laugh is heard. I laughed along with him. Besides the marten, there seems to be another connection beyond the door.

When I turned around for a moment, Nidroga’s finger was sticking out through the crack in the door. Is that intentional or not?

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course.”

“Did you like it?”

“···What?”

“Wasn’t I lacking somewhere?”

It seems like the conversation took a turn in an unintended direction. The blood also boils in a strange direction.

I swallowed my saliva. And then I held his protruding fingers together. Unlike the previous ones, it is not abstract, but a direct link from body to body.

There was something I overlooked. If you think about it, there is a channel between the two of us that is too big to be opened little by little through small talk.

Something heavy rushes in, as if a dam has burst. A strange feeling that seems to be irreversible if I admit it.

“At all.”

“I’m saying it was good.”

“Too.”

“This is really strange. Our porter already has two lovers and has touched more than four women.”

Five, including you, to be exact. My stomach twists a little with a sense of immorality.

“And yet, and yet.”

“What kind of words still make sense?”

“If I told you that it was so good that I thought I couldn’t do it without you anymore, what would you do?”