I’ll Just Live As A Villain - Chapter 19
I was curious about the worst Harry had ever imagined. But he sneaked his eyes and turned away.
“No problem with that, just tell me about the credit you said to that prince earlier. What are you going to do with the Wyverns?”
Oh, that.
I was going to ask Harry for his opinion because he knew the world well.
I thought it through my thoughts and concluded that it would be possible, but I still needed someone else’s assurance.
“Have you ever heard of a Dragon Rider?”
It didn’t appear in <Lady Catherine>, but I’d seen it in other novels.
“A Dragon Rider?”
“Yes, a knights who fight on dragons.”
“You mean, a human fights on dragons, like Wyvern?”
Harry looked at me as if it were unfamiliar.
“How could that be possible? The Wyverns aren’t even the kind who would put anyone on their backs.”
“But I came back in a ride.”
“That’s because you have the scales of the captain.”
“What if I had the scales and asked them to fight with the knights on their back?”
Harry pursed his mouth.
The Chief Wyvern said he could do anything to help if Harry stop the Wyvern massacre.
“To prevent people from killing Wyvern, we’d better show that they can definitely coexist with us. If the Wyvern becomes a member of the Knights, there is no better evidence than that. “
“Do you need to do that? The deal I made with the chief was to make sure I didn’t kill the Wyverns, not that people wouldn’t kill the dogs.”
“But. ……”
The Wyverns and humans were able to communicate.
So, wouldn’t we able to live a life favorable to both sides through dialogue?
The Wyverns lose their eggs every year.
Humans get hurt or killed every year.
It was negative for both sides.
‘Uh. This occupational disease that mediates both sides to make a deal.’
As expected, humans do not change overnight.
‘In addition, if the Wyverns and humans become friendly, Erell doesn’t need royal support.’
That’s how the connection between the annoying kingdom and the people here will end.
It’s not a bad business for me.
“Is it the Dragon Riders you’ll give the prince? To give him a Wyvern loyal to the knights?”
“It’s a gift too much, riding the Wyvern is for our frost knighthood.”
It was our frost knights who gained strength by becoming Dragon Riders.
“The Frost Knights? What will the Prince take?”
“The right to take the Wyvern’s bones and claws, who have died at the end of their lifespan.”
Everyone was out of the room, Liddon opened his mouth first in the space where only the two of us are left.
“Let’s continue our unfinished business. Starting from the main point without preamble like yesterday.”
“That’s a very good offer.”
I smiled satisfactorily and repeated the conversation I had with Harry in front of Liddon yesterday.
Throughout the conversation, Liddon’s expression has changed several times.
He was serious, surprised, and at the end he let out a despondent laugh.
“I thought it was a poisonous Holy Grail.”
“I told you. There’s no poison in that Holy Grail.”
“It’s a proposal I have nothing to lose, and it’s a bit puzzling. Actually, I never imagined it would be this good for me.”
“Instead, you’ll have to write your report well to the king. Isn’t that quite a job?”
‘I hated writing plans and reports for my boss the most.’
Reports showed that no matter how well you write it, you will be scolded.
“With this much reward, I should bear the hassle lightly.”
“Just write good things, Erell is a very peaceful neighborhood.”
“If it’s not for this problem, it would be true without asking.”
“Not necessarily. Not long ago, the whole estate was talking about wood.”
As the conversation continued, I remembered what I had to say to Liddon.
It was a good time to argue, because I was giving him a big gift.
“Speaking of which, if you have a problem with me, why don’t you fight one-on-one fairly from now on? Don’t let anyone else involve in the way.”
“What does that mean?”
“I’m talking about the wood. I understand you’re very attached to me, but isn’t it a little bit too much to release your anger all over Erell? Everyone almost froze to death.”
I would have been the first victim of the cold if I hadn’t called Harry in and got the blue flame.
But Liddon has still a face that didn’t know what’s happening.
I became stuffy and pointed to the fireplace.
“You cut off all the wood that came into Erell. That’s why everyone can’t even light a fire.”
“Wood?”
He raised his hand as if he couldn’t keep up with the flow and interrupted me.
“I can’t believe they cut off the wood coming into Erell. Who the hell? I know it’s hard without wood because it’s so cold.”
“Is there any way to get certainty?”
“Maybe? I have a good guide.”
The guide was a slang word for an informant.
‘Maybe he was talking about Luke.’