Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [82]

Bluey crept quietly toward Fafnir.

The plan he’d worked out with Artoria was actually quite simple—since anyone could hide beneath a knight’s armor, there was no reason this “Fafnir” couldn’t be replaced by any dragon.

He didn’t need to worry about being discovered, because Bluey possessed the power to absorb Fafnir’s mystic essence. After killing it, he would take its place, then wait for the perfect opportunity—striking Jeanne Alter with a fatal betrayal at the very height of her triumph. To be honest, Bluey himself was still baffled as to how Artoria even came up with such a scheme: one that killed not only the body, but the heart.

He couldn’t help feeling that, ever since she’d put aside her “King” persona, the ahoge spirit had started letting loose, showing more and more of her dragon instincts with zero restraint.

Even among dragons, she’s pretty evil… no, better to say, she’s downright cunning, Bluey grumbled inwardly as he inched closer to the hulking demon dragon. He had to be careful—take Fafnir’s life before anyone else noticed, and then slip into its place.

But then—

“What are you doing here?”

A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Bluey’s scales clamped down in alarm. Not good.

Jeanne Alter!

How was this foolish woman’s intuition so sharp?

“You’re not supposed to be here!”

Jeanne Alter’s voice and footsteps came together, drawing nearer with every step. Bluey’s mind raced—what was he supposed to do now?

In truth, he was already prepared to fight back.

Just a Dragon Witch. If I have to, I’ll drop the “redemption” plan and send her straight to hell… That’s what Bluey was thinking.

But what happened next was totally unexpected—

“This place is too dangerous. You really shouldn’t be here.”

“That giant demon dragon—you saw it, right? It could swallow you in one bite!”

“Seriously, where is your master? How could they just let you wander somewhere like this?”

“All right, all right. What am I going to do with you… You’re hungry, aren’t you? You came out looking for food, didn’t you?”

“Come with me!”

Her voice was still cold.

Yet in that chill was a tenderness she’d never once shown to a human.

Jeanne Alter led Bluey out to a pasture beyond the city.

Of course, it was long abandoned; the owner had disappeared—no telling whether they’d become one of the undead wandering beyond the walls.

And yet, inside this abandoned pasture, the cattle still grazed lazily or played by the river, entirely untouched by humanity’s destruction.

Is that ironic? Not at all—this was simply how things were meant to be.

The cows didn’t care who their owner was; working for an emperor or for a peasant, it was all the same—just a matter of where they ate their grass.

Jeanne Alter’s “revenge” never included these animals.

She’d been betrayed by humanity, her hatred for them etched deep into her Saint Graph, the foundation of her existence in this world.

But as for animals, she never intended to harm them—well, aside from the ones she killed for food.

“I’ll give it a try.”

“I remember grilling meat when I was a kid… though I’ve forgotten most of it.”

Jeanne Alter killed a cow and personally barbecued it, to feed the hungry little white dragon who’d wandered off in search of food.

“Did I scare you when I lost my temper today? Don’t be afraid, that wasn’t aimed at you—really, are those Servants useless or what? Three-on-two and they still lost two of their own? Even if they all ran away!”

“Ah, looks like I overcooked this batch… Try it anyway. How does it taste?”

Jeanne Alter acted almost like someone with a split personality.

She bore her teeth in hatred for all humans, Servants included, but when it came to the four-meter-long “dragon hatchling” at her side, she was unfailingly gentle—and infinitely patient.

—After all, what did the dragon do wrong?

That was what she’d always said.

In her eyes, all the world’s strife stemmed from human greed—from their craving for things that were never meant to be theirs. Dragons, even those labeled “demon dragons,” were simply powerful beings by nature.

“You’re no different.”

“Who knows how that Saber managed to trick you—getting such a little thing to fight for her!”

“A dragon should be strong by nature—a symbol of freedom. You should bow to no one, submit to no destiny.”

Jeanne Alter kept defending Bluey, imagining grievances on his behalf.

Even though she was just projecting, Bluey still nodded along, even reaching out a wing to pat her on the back, as if to say, I’ve got my own burdens.

"You’re absolutely right, girl. You hit the nail on the head. That ahoge blonde lured me in with her Britain’s only female dragon” act—I had no choice! If only we’d met sooner, she wouldn’t even have had a chance! You’re no Dragon Witch, you’re a Dragon Saint!"

"Only problem is, your grilling skills could use some work—one side’s burnt, the other still bleeding. Just let me handle it next time."

“Don’t—don’t say that!”

“I-it’s just been a while since I last grilled, that’s all—just let me try again!”

It was a happy afternoon.

It reminded Bluey of his childhood, those nights lying on the cliffs waiting to share a midnight snack with the ahoge spirit.

—Such a simple daily life, but one that could never come back.

What about Jeanne Alter—what was she thinking?

As she grilled the meat, Bluey snuck glances at her face.

The warm firelight cast a gentle glow on her cheeks, lending a bit of color to her usually pale skin. Jeanne Alter watched the meat with laser focus, carefully turning the spit—her own Noble Phantasm serving as a skewer, a feat only she would ever attempt.

“All done!”

After nearly forty minutes of careful roasting, she finally presented a perfectly grilled kebab.

She tossed it to Bluey with a casual air—but her beaming expression made her feelings clear:

Go on, praise me!

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T/N: JALTER IS SO CUTE

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