There’s no answer from the person outside the doorway.
Although the guards seemed to have been careful in how they spoke to her, maybe something happened after I left.
If she had to run away due to some incident, then I would need to take her in.
I wonder if her identification was fake, and now she was on the run after they found out.
When I think about it, Lotte was wearing very raggedy clothes.
Normally, there’s no such thing as a High Noble who would be wearing such tattered clothing ー except me.
Werner: “Well, okay. I’ll open it right now.”
Of course, I ready myself before I do.
If it is a group of robbers, it’ll be troublesome.
I ready myself to be able to respond to bombs or Attack Magic and opened the door.
Werner: “......who are you? Wait, well, what do you want?” Across the door's threshold, a dragon with crimson scales was there.
I accidentally asked “who” it was, but that’s pretty obvious.
It was the Elder Dragon that was attacking Lotte yesterday.
“.........I am the Dragon you saved yesterday.”
Werner: “..................”
“I am the Dragon you saved yesterday.”
Werner: “No, it’s not that I didn’t hear you the first time. I can tell just by looking at you.”
Why did the Dragon from yesterday suddenly come here?
That’s the real issue.
Werner: “So what does an Elder Dragon who was attacking Lotte want with me?” “..........although it is the Lord's words, I cannot overlook this matter. I am not an Elder Dragon.”
The Dragon stated that it was not an Elder Dragon.
An Elder Dragon is not the name of a specific species of Dragons.
It is a category indicating the growth and maturity of one.
A Dragon that was born and only lived a few hundred years is called an Infant Dragon.
Once they develop and grow and become self-sufficient, they are then called Mature Dragons.
Once a Mature Dragon lives a thousand years or more and becomes immense both in size and strength, they are called Elder Dragons.
The Elder Dragons are especially strong. They are even called living natural disasters.
And the Dragon before me was clearly as strong as an Elder Dragon.
No, even among the Elder Dragons, it would be categorized in the upper tier.
Werner: “I am not a Lord. And if you are not an Elder Dragon, what are you then?” “I am an Ancient Dragon. Compared to me, the other ordinary Dragon race would just be lizards with wings.”
And the Dragon proudly puffed its chest out with pride.