A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

286 – Verification of Existence (2)

Dragon.

There was a dragon in Nostrum.

But that’s a legend, and most of the dragons said to actually exist were ‘dragons’.

Drake, wyvern, griffin.

If there really existed a dragon that could be tens of meters tall, when the Grand Duke of Winchester was reorganizing the Drake Knights, he would have said, ‘If only there were dragons like the ones I saw when I was young.’

However, no one said that the legend was false.

If you ask Lord Platinum, she’ll probably pay for breaking her contract by coughing up blood, but that doesn’t mean she’s ever said, ‘Dragons are a fiction that don’t exist.’

It’s not A so it’s B.

It’s not like this, but your imagination is still free.

Decades ago.

Saint Geo Nostrum cracked open the dragon egg.

It is said that the guardian dragon of the royal family gradually became smaller in size, and its appearance was no different from that of a large Drake.

Except it’s golden.

It is said that the royal family’s guardian dragon disappeared when the egg broke, but no one knew if it was an actual dragon.

And now.

Perhaps the dragon’s egg that was broken at that time was the descendant of the real dragon that the dragon had arranged for Nostrum, and the incarnation of the golden dragon that had been protecting Nostrum for generations.

“Oh my god, young master. That must be a real dragon, right? It looks exactly the same as the one in the illustration of the founding myth.”

Sir Robert continued to express admiration as he looked at the dragon’s magnificent appearance.

“The dragon has turned into gold.”

“It’s nonsense, but I can’t help but think it turned into gold through magic.”

I approached the golden statue of the dragon.

“Sir Robert. Are you ready to slay the dragon?”

“Young master? Could it be… Now, wait a minute! There’s blood again… !”

Puhuaak.

This time I cut my hand quite badly.

Blood was flowing, and of course blood was splattered on the dragon’s golden statue.

“…So you’re saying it’s not false gold?”

If you think about the reaction that false gold causes, something should melt in response to my blood, but that doesn’t happen at all.

Or, the gold melting and slowly waking up from the seal, saying, ‘Welcome, descendant of Gibraltar,’ did not happen.

“My younger brothers will be disappointed. It all ended with them finding a golden dragon.”

“Ha… You were really confused because you thought the dragon was waking up. What if the seal is broken?”

“Once the seal is lifted, it would be nice to have a conversation. At least, wouldn’t we come to a more certain conclusion than just guessing based on a lump of mineral?”

When the golden dragon awakens, everything that has been shrouded in mystery until now can be clearly revealed.

“Things about gold?”

“Well, things like that.”

How does regression proceed?

What is the world of ‘Last Guardian Gray’ in the false gold, different from the life of traitor Gray?

Just like his nickname his, the Incompetent King is a unique idiot even when looking back in time.

I would really appreciate it if I could ask those things, but unfortunately the Golden Dragon remains silent.

“Sir Robert, I think. This dragon loved Nostrum so much.”

“Nostrum…”

“Otherwise, wouldn’t he have made his own body into gold so that Nostrum’s descendants could use it?”

I pulled out my wand.

“Young Master, you’re not really trying to mine, are you?”

“It’s not digging with a pickaxe, it’s just cutting the end lightly.”

“Master…”

“It’s okay. I know that Nidhogg’s nails are occasionally sharpened with an Auror blade, so if you cut them to remove dead skin cells, whether it’s a drake or a dragon, there’s no problem.”

After filling the staff with aura and creating a blade, he moves the sword like a thin piece of artillery from the coiled body of the dragon.

“There’s no reaction. “This is no different from gold, right?”

“Why doesn’t it react to Gibraltar’s blood? Is it because it’s the… Shell of a dragon?”

“It could be because it is not made of gold from magic, but the body of a real dragon. This is a matter that needs to be investigated by a magic engineering research institute like Director Bathory, but one thing is certain.”

I handed the cut gold shell to Sir Robert.

“This is gold in name and reality.”

“…”

“Perhaps the mineral we thought was gold until now may actually be the dragon’s body turned into mineral.”

“So Barcelona was the dragon’s grave?”

“Maybe so.”

Sir Robert took the golden shell with a sigh.

“You’re excited, master. You make a joke like that.”

“This is how we erase each possibility. The gold that flowed from the land of Barcelona is real.”

“So what is the conclusion?”

“It’s been a while, should I ask you something?”

“…”

Sir Robert looked at the gold for a moment, then nodded his head.

“There is no need to add bonus points or anything. Gold has existed for a very long time, and the guardian dragon of Nostrum turned himself into gold for his descendants. That is the most likely inference.”

“I think so too.”

Gold and dragons are separate.

It is physically possible to make a dragon statue out of gold.

However, if the dragon becomes gold, that is only possible with magic and miracles.

Dragons are miraculous beings.

There is also a miracle that allows a person to go back in time with their memories of her, but the person who causes such a miracle cannot become gold himself?

‘It can’t be.’

I feel at ease just thinking that everything is a miracle of the Golden Dragon.

Many heroes were born in the land of Nostrum.

The people of the Nostrum royal family also enjoy the miracle of return.

The miracle of return was when the princess of the ruined country sent me, not herself, to the past to save Nostrum.

Through some kind of contract with Lord Platinum, he prevented Lord Platinum from mentioning the contract, but instead provided a place for the elves to live quietly in the forest.

Currently, Saint Geo Nostrum is using the Golden Heroic Spirits as slaves at will.

You can think of it all as the miracle of the Golden Dragon.

There is no problem.

“It is truly a guardian dragon that gives generously.”

Build a wall for future generations, make the land fertile, make it impossible for them to invade through the sea, and let heroes continue to be born.

He even made it possible to turn back time during a national crisis.

Even after doing this, Nostrum is ruined?

‘500 years is a long time.’

From the dragon’s point of view, it could be said to be a short moment, but even if you search the entire continent, there is no case where the history of a country is close to 500 years.

Of course, that’s because the rest of the countries were all taken over by the empire.

By winding time, somehow the Kingdom of Nostrum is maintained.

‘In that sense, does a miracle work?’

Although it appeared to be working for the empire economically and technologically, the economic invasion actually caused the empire to stumble due to a huge flood of gold.

‘Even though traitor Gray has returned to the past, the Kingdom of Nostrum itself is maintained in the end, so the Golden Dragon’s protection continues.’

Perhaps the Golden Dragon thinks the same as me.

Even if someone like Saint Geo Nostrum comes out and causes ruin, someone like Naria Geo Nostrum will become the hope and continue Nostrum.

You don’t have to be a hero from the Nostrum royal family.

As always, the Kingdom of Nostrum just needs a hero who can make Nostrum shine the most and maintain the royal lineage.

From that perspective, the current Gray Gibraltar governor of Barcelona can be said to be more pro-Nostrum than before his return.

‘I may not be as extreme as a Nostrum Guardian as I am in False Golden Memories.’

The guardian dragon did everything he could.

If Nostrum is destroyed even after doing this, that is Nostrum’s problem.

“Sir Robert.”

“Yes, master.”

“Is nostrum a nation, a race, or a spirit?”

“A very philosophical question suddenly arises. Are you trying to destroy Nostrum?”

“Suddenly?”

“When you say that, it seems like you are assuming that Nostrum will disappear.”

Sir Robert looked at me and scratched his head.

Perhaps, as a Sword Master’s intuition, he had read the secret contained in my question – the memory of the traitor Gray’s Nostrum before returning to some extent.

“It would have disappeared. If Gibraltar had decided and sided with the Empire.”

“Ah, is that what you mean? Um…Well, if anything is over, it’s over.”

Sir Robert shrugged his shoulders lightly.

“If King St. ＞

“Admit it?”

“If the people of the land he protects are suffering from someone like Saint Geo Nostrum, wouldn’t he want them to live happily even if he is in a new form instead of Nostrum?”

“…”

“Well, it may be a bit harsh to say it like this, but I think it’s similar to Ethan Cesar’s case.”

“Ethan?”

Ethan here?

“Yes. Orphans who came to Gibraltar to be exact. Some of them had to give up their original family name, but even though they grew up in an orphanage, they are now living well to envy, aren’t they? On the contrary , others are jealous and jealous of them working in Gibraltar.”

“Hmm… “

“I think good things are good things. Or something… The Golden Dragon contracted to protect Nostrum for 500 years. Uhm, so… “

Robert scratched his head several times, then pounded his chest with his fist to straighten his posture.

“I will follow you until the end, whether you build a country with this gold, eat Nostrum, or eat the empire to create the unified empire of Gibraltar!”

“…”

“Well, it’s embarrassing if you keep looking at me like that. Huh.”

“I definitely saw one person well.”

The choice to have Sir Robert as my knight was certainly not wrong.

“By the way, Sir Robert, apart from the fact that you said you would be loyal to me, what are you going to do with this gold to create a country?”

“Oh, that’s right… “

Sir Robert pointed to the golden dragon.

“Isn’t this dragon alone more than the gold that has been released on the entire continent so far?”

“…That’s right.”

“Moreover, the tower with the dragon wrapped around it, this floor, and the temple. Aren’t they all made of gold?”

“That too…I guess so. Because it doesn’t melt.”

This place is made of real gold.

“Master. I don’t know anything else, but I think this gold belongs to Gibraltar.”

“…”

“I don’t know about other places, but this ‘Gibraltar Gorge’ is a land that Gibraltar has protected with blood for 500 years. If so, I think Gibraltar can enjoy full rights to the resources ‘mined’ in this canyon.”

“That also makes sense.”

It wouldn’t be a bad idea to receive this golden guardian dragon as severance pay in return for 500 years of protecting Nostrum.

“Not only as the value of gold, but also as the value of the miracle bestowed on the land of Nostrum by the Golden Dragon.”

And, the authority for regression.

“…”

The power to turn back time passes on to Gibraltar, my descendants.

“…”

“Master?”

“No, it’s just that… On a human level, I just got greedy for a moment.”

About miracles.

And about passing on that miracle.

* * *

In a moment.

We stood on the disk engraved in the direction of the entrance to the temple, and were quickly able to get out of the disk.

“…”

The place we came out of was Daegongdong, the same canyon where we came in.

“Time is… “

The time checked with the watch did not change much, but-

[His Excellency his the Governor of Barcelona — !!]

The voice coming from below gave me and Robert goosebumps for a moment.

[Do you see something?!!]

“…Hasn’t it been quite some time since we came in here?”

“I think it lasted almost three hours.”

“…”

“…”

I grabbed the anchor right away with Robert and then jumped off the disc.

Kagagaga River!!

Just before we fell, we planted an anchor in the wall, and we easily jumped down from an appropriate height and landed safely.

“Huh, huh!”

“Tennessee Warden. How long has it been since we went up and came down?”

“Well, that is…”

The Tennessee director swallowed his saliva and answered.

“It’s been less than 20 minutes…?”

20 minutes.

This was the time it took from the time we started climbing the cliff to discovering the disc.

“…”

“Why, why are you doing that? Is there some problem…?”

“Sir Robert.”

I pointed to the Tennessee warden.

“Catch it.”

“Yes.”

“Hee, hee hee… !!”

After grabbing Director Tennessee, the two of them climbed up the cliff again and approached the disc.

“Open.”

“Yes, yes?!”

“Open it.”

“Uh, how, ugh… !!”

We were able to get some information.

“Ah, it won’t open… Suddenly bleeding…?! Ugh!!…? W-this place…Huh, huh!!!”

“I guess there’s something in Gibraltar’s blood. I really do.”

Anyone can see the door to the Golden Temple, but only those who can open the door and enter are those who have inherited the blood of Gibraltar.

And.

“You’re crazy, Sir Robert. The gold in that hand, is that it?”

“…Yes. “I can bring dragon dead skin cells.”

“…”

“…”

We took it in our hands and rolled it up.

More gold than has been mined in all of human history.

“Well, you’re the perfect sheep to be purged.”

There is too much gold.