I Raised A Black Dragon

The blanket, sneaking from behind his back, covered Leonard’s face to block his vision. At the same time, another curtain twisted like a rope and tied itself around his body tightly.

The unwanted visitor, completely constrained, shouted furiously.

“What on earth are you doing?!”

“I’ll have this dangerous and filthy item confiscated.”

The witch approached him, felt his waist down, and pulled the revolver out of the holster. Leonard gnashed his teeth as he felt the gun was taken.

“Eleonora Asil!”

“Then I’ll go to bed. Get some rest, Sir Leonard. See you in the afternoon!”

Not long, the witch ran to her room in a hurry, with the confused baby dragon clutched in her arms.

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Kyle Leonard. The male lead in this novel.

As far as she can remember, he is the second son of the Duke of Leonard and a high-ranking civil servant in the investigation security department of Laurent. A man who heads the branch of Tezeba, the capital city, and serves as the general manager of Laurent district.

Roughly speaking, it can be said that the position is directly below the minister and vice minister. Even if not a minister-level official, his influence was vast because he is actually the general manager of all branches that manage the site.

Besides the power that comes from the position, Kyle Leonard was inherently an exceptional man.

A graduate of a military academy, he joined the Imperial Army at 15 and was scouted by the Bureau of Investigation and worked exclusively for the higher-ups for 10 years.

With his beast-like senses and sharp brain, he has built his reputation by solving all of Laurent’s unsettled cases, becoming a genius investigator and the youngest person to earn the title of General Manager.

But after all, his specialty was shooting. A devouring shot that never missed a target. He said he treats all kinds of firearms like his own body; he doesn’t even cover his weapons.

In particular, the revolver he carried with him was a weapon that was modified by the blacksmith Yanak, the master of the magic weapon, who is a distant descendant of dwarves. Perhaps if she hadn’t dragged him into her house, she would have been easily overpowered by him, as she couldn’t use Eleonora’s magic.

Why does she remember so much about Kyle Leonard? There is only one reason.

Eleonora, the villain who torments the female protagonist Lenia, fought not only the dragon, but also the famous Leonard.

However, it was not merely because of the female protagonist; Leonard hated Eleonora with every fiber of his being. More than 80 percent of the incidents in Laurent were related to Eleonora. She was a natural enemy for a detective.

As soon as Park Noah discovered the history of the body she possessed, that of the witch, she fled to the countryside because of him. The first person she never wanted to meet!

“Master…” 

The child moved toward her and clung on her knees. Noah heaved a sigh and placed the child on her lap. How do I get through this trouble? 

It was fortunate that this child humanized. If he ran into Leonard in the form of a dragon, he would have had a bullet hole in his head instantly.

She leaned to the child and whispered in his ear softly. “Honey, if you want to say, don’t show up in front of that man’s sight, okay?”

A pair of red eyes drooped. The child blinked and nodded vigorously, apparently seeming to understand me for a moment.

“And you shouldn’t call me master.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not your master.”

“You… master…”

No. I haven’t named this child yet.

There is no denying that a partial imprint had been made, but it wasn’t enough reason to accept the child. An investigator was already looking for this dragon in Laurent which she is currently falsely accused of stealing…

But above all, she doesn’t have the mental capacity to raise a child. In fact, she was already dying to remain healthy. How could she possibly raise a child? Her goal in this life was to live as fit as possible without stress.

And unfortunately for her, the black dragon and the Laurent’s investigator makes her 500 million light years away from her goal.

The witch exhaled a deep sigh, patting the child’s back gently who snuggled around her neck. “What should I do with you?”

“…..” The child hesitated to open his mouth. “I… I shouldn’t be here…?”

“What?”

“Please raise me!” The child raised his arms and shouted courageously. His pronunciation was unclear because his tongue was still short. However, his determination was evident in his balled fists. “I will protect my master!”

Who’s protecting who? Noah smiled down at the little three-year-old until she saw the flames burning up in his hands. She freaked out, barely managing to utter a word.

“What, that!”