What Kind Of Creature?

They met somewhere that could no longer be avoided, they were both in a beautiful garden. With the flowers in bloom, the two sat together with a wide round table before them. 

Kalden always put on the same face, a stony expression that explained he didn't care about this. But his stony expression was very incompatible with this warm place. 

"Count, I have sent you compensation, but you returned my gift." 

"I told you, if I don't need that. Annoying."

That sentence was the same as usual. He was very indifferent to speaking, but Richard didn't want to make the situation worse, he just wanted to make this relationship improve a little. In his heart, also he felt uncomfortable. 

The two of them who were already sitting in the middle of this beautiful garden were not because of their own wishes, but because of the wishes of the emperor they served. 

Footsteps then sounded. Kalden's eyes curled calmly. What he was looking forward to just now had appeared. 

Emperor Xavier Vaenlight was walking towards them along with the smiling princess Portia beside him. 

"Respect for the glorious sun of the empire, the Emperor Xavier Vaenlight, and the small moon of the empire." 

The two of them said the same sentence when they both stood up from their seats that had been like sitting on an extremely sharp thorn. 

"You two sit down." 

The two sat down and got the excellent service of the servants of the empire. The sound of the poured tea was so obvious, Kalden's expression still did not change in the slightest. 

"I called you two here because I felt you deserve credit for this matter." Xavier spoke, which instead made Richard uncomfortable. The one who solved this matter was Kalden. He was very late to solve it. 

"Especially you are Count Kalden Oriesdett, although your age is very young, but you have a very brilliant talent." 

Xavier smiled broadly because of that. Kalden knew very well that the compliment was actually nonsense. A chain was being thickened so as not to make the pet run away. 

"Your praise is very good, emperor."

Xavier didn't care about that. He then looked at the uncomfortable Richard. 

"I believe that the Marquis will learn a lot of things in this case."

"Of course. I understand why the Count became the wing of the empire. He was so great and had such a keen intuition."

Xavier nodded his head. He looked at Portia, who was looking at him impatiently. Like getting a chance from her father, Portia finally opened her mouth by doing something unexpected. 

"I'm so grateful to you. It was you who saved me and noticed the strange movement. You're really great, Count Oriesdett. Thank you." 

Portia touched his hand, and Kalden quickly withdrew his hand. He doesn't like this touch, he can be very rude. 

When he came out in this nonsense-filled talk, Kalden took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can. Richard looked at it. The hardened face felt more terrifying than usual. 

**

His tail moved when he calmed down. Seeing Kalden's arrival made him so happy. Because of the appearance, Shye, who is usually beside Kalden, is not even beside him. 

He must take care of this so as not to bring up chaos. 

Their eyes met when Kalden entered the basement. The creature was directly in front of Kalden. His movements were very fast, and he was like a baby clinging to his mother. 

"Did Damma do anything troublesome?" 

The question really made Shye sigh. Damma—is what they wrote in the thick old book often held by Kalden. The name of this creature is Damma. He is an extraordinary figure trapped for hundreds of years in the green liquid. 

Kalden sat in his seat, Damma followed. He stood aside very loyally. 

"Everything is fine, Count. But doesn't Damma instead think of you as his own mother?"

Kalden looked at the happy-faced Damma. Mother? He didn't want to have a child who was bigger than his own body. 

"You're the only one who became his mother." Kalden replied indifferently and coldly. Shye fell silent with his mouth. 

He is the mother of Damma? He didn't want to. 

"Count, what exactly is he? Is he a Chimera?" 

Damma, who stood on two legs, had great strength. I even felt his energy, even though he didn't do anything. On the neck there are large, clearly visible scales, while the tail wagging with a sharp sound. Shye knew the tail would be very dangerous. 

"He's half Dracaenae." 

Kalden doubted that a little. He looked back at Damma, looked at her with a dense, stony expression. 

"maybe a quarter." 

It really surprised Shye about the identity of this Damma. The dragon figure is a very scary figure. Dracaenae is indeed not a complete dragon, but his half-presence is still dangerous, and has not been heard for quite a while. 

Shye looked towards Damma's back. 

"Will he continue here, Count?" 

"No. He'll come with me." 

A short answer that frightened Shye, with a form like this... Damma will bring up terror when he walks with Kalden. The nasty rumors will become more and more. Shye wants to protest about it but it's useless for him to be ignored because Kalden is back reading the old journal. 

Damma observed him. He looked like a dog sticking out of his tongue. 

"I'm happy to come with you," Damma said in a steadily standing position. The reply did not come out of Kalden's mouth. He didn't care about Damma's wishes. 

They only regarded his appearance as a form of one ticket for him for convenience. Waking Damma up is quite difficult and unstable. The core stone has given her little ability, so that Damma does not turn into a lunatic. 

Kalden completed observations that lasted by accident.

"Damma, how was your past?" 

Kalden saw Gamma like water freezing suddenly. The iris of the eye from Damma changed, broke, and looked shrinking and shaking.