Chapter 6 (1/2)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6: A dream come true

Synopsis: I think Fruys really is a great dragon

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We becaion of Finanse after the annexation of Lord Kaller’s territory The other large states eyed us like a tiger watching its prey, and iance to us

Singing songs of victory the entire e rarely suffered any defeats thanks to Fruys’s help The troops and officers were all in high spirits, and they couldn’t hide their complacency that arose from our stream of triumphs Andy and I saw all this and couldn’t help but feel worried

Once again, on yet another battle and our territory expanded a little more to the west

But this time, Fruys did not fly back to his treasury to sleep after the fight He even refused his portion of the treasure, and told ive me this much anymore Repair your archer towers and catapults instead Just look at your defenses; you think it’s any better than trash?”

He looked cold and disapproving

This was despite the fact that dragons didn’t have facial expressions as obvious and rich with details as humans did

Fruys was actually concerned about the fief Touched and unsure how to reply, I could not help but lift my eyes to look at him “Frau…”

Fruys was in a fluster He lifted his front claws but looked like he didn’t knohere to put the back at ? Who bullied you? I’ll beat them up…Don’t cry This time—no, next time as well, and the next time after that, why don’t you keep all the treasure that we seize?”

‘Who’s crying?’ I silently retorted There’s no way that I, the great Lord Sile man

I think it must be because I told hi bullied fro that Fruys now has the ianism

After half-heartedly urging hi towith moisture

I chastisedlike this, it was no wonder Fruys thought I was crying It was a good thing that nobody saw me like this

Though… I guess it’ssuch intense emotions that my tear ducts easily water up?

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Truth be told, I know perfectly well that I’m a very sensitive person The tears would easily start flowing at the slightest stimulation, and I could cry like there’s no to happened

However, I knew that I ought to be h man

That’s why I haven’t watched a tragedy in the theater with a large public crowd in over ten years

I only occasionally dared to light a candle in the ht with no one around, and quietly read an anthology of Haider, the greatest tragic poet of the e

It was ence to cry until my face was a tear-smeared mess

As such, I brushed off how easilytoo busy ork and being unabl

e to read poe

I decided to go vent tonight a little bit

In Kaller’s library collection, there was 《The Poet Haider – Froy Edition》

I had already considered this book my own

Taking it fro