I Don’t Want the Obsession of a Twisted Archduke

What was that? Erenthal tried to hold back a sigh and added with a smile on his face.

“And a little while ago, ten seconds after you asked me the same question.”

That was it, Kyle was now asking Erenthal every ten seconds, “when is Riddel coming out?”. At first, Erenthal was cringing in fear, but the irrational fear was stunning him every time the blood Archduke was calling him.

He had prayed to the goddess, wondering if this was his last moment.

‘Help me. I have two children… and a rabbit.’

Would he try to take the holy water from his trembling hands? However, contrary to expectations, Kyle only asked about Riddel. As he listened to the same question again and again, Erenthal was getting more irritated rather than being scared.

‘You all say that he was the blood Archduke. What you’re doing is… likea big dog wagging its tail.’

Of course, Erenthal didn’t have the guts to tell him this outright, but it was better than going through blood and slaughter.

Even in this situation, he couldn’t be relieved. It was because a lunatic whose specialty was stabbing people was spinning daggers near Kyle.

Besides, there was another problem.

“Ah… It’s boring. Your Grace, when the hell is her Highness coming out?”

“How am I supposed to know?”

The two had even amplified the sense of useless tension by having this unlikely conversation.

‘Oh, my God. Is that really the kind of conversation of those who terrorize the continent have?’

It was at that time when Erenthal lamented over low quality conversations.

Thack!

Sejan threw a dagger at the wall, creating a crack in the wall. It was a blatant vandalism. However, it wasn't that important.

The dagger barely passed by Erenthal’s side. A situation that could have seen blood.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I accidentally lost the dagger. Priest, can you pass me that dagger again?”

Sejan lightly apologized and casually demanded for his dagger to be returned. All that with a cheeky bright smile.

‘That man, he threw it on purpose!’

At the moment, there was almost a curse, but Erenthal, who kept his reason close, quietly pulled out a dagger and handed it to Sejan.

“Newly-appointed library priest.”

Kyle’s unrelenting voice followed. It was just another 10 seconds.

‘Yesterday, the priest in charge of the prayer room lay ill for a day.’

Erenthal was acutely sympathetic to the reason. Even so, the prayer room manager only dealt with the Archduke.

‘Why do I have to deal with two of them?’

Life. For the first time in his life, he was loathing himself for being in charge of the library. It was hurting so much that he wanted to take turns pretending to be sick.

Rumors had already spread that Kyle and Sejan were coming. There wasn’t a single soul in sight.

‘How did her Highness survive among such men?’

Thinking, Erenthal was eager for someone to leave, whoever it was.

‘Please get me off work! Please come out as soon as possible, your Highness!’

Thus, Erenthal’s silent cry continued.

***

“This is the book.”

Sitting on the second floor of the library, I grabbed the book Geppel gave me, looking through the book carefully.

A seemingly common book.

‘It’s not that thick.’

Well, there were two singularities. First, the parchment of the book was very worn out as if it would crumble at any moment. Second, there were five dragon paintings on the cover. The faded dragon paintings had different colors. Among them was a painting of a blue dragon.

‘Maybe there’s important clues in the book.’

I soon opened the book with anticipation. As expected, it was Korean. The prediction was a pleasing hit. Of course, it was written with the Korean alphabet; Hangul.

Touch. Dragon. I am going home.

The texts were written like someone was translating a foreign language, perhaps it could be a code. The good thing about this was that the proportion of paintings was bigger than the writing.

“What do you say? Can you interpret it?”

Geppel, who saw my face in a bright color, gently asked me. He looked so curious, so I nodded gently.

“Yes, it may take some time, but it’s possible.”

Geppel’s face lit up when I gladly answered him. Geppel immediately added.

“I think it’s a book about dragons’ lifestyles. I could tell just by looking at the picture.”

Still speaking, Geppel naturally handed over parchment and a fountain pen, then Geppel himself brought another book and sat on the other side of me as if he was telling me that he wouldn’t disturb me.

All right, let me get started. I stretched once, and then I started working on it.

‘In fact, the focus is on the Blue Dragon.’

I translated the table of contents just in case.

1. Red Dragon.

2. Black Dragon.

3. White Dragon.

4. Blue Dragon.

The last dragon was decorated by a golden dragon.

‘Well, what would have been a Golden Dragons…’

A dream dragon that could make one wish come true. I didn’t know if it really existed. The legend did say so.

I kept translating diligently. In fact, I would only roughly cross the other dragons. I thought I wouldn’t be able to finish it by today if I touched them all. By the looks of it, Geppel was right. The contents of the book contained the habits and lifestyles of dragons. In particular, I was interested in how my favorite, the white dragon was written in this book, and I focused slightly more on item #3.

‘Whoever meets a white dragon, his character can become gentle and mild for a while…’

I went over the with a bit of a meaningful phrase in my head, and finally number four. This was the main point. I read slowly about the blue dragon.

Blue dragons used ice and water freely and were the most ferocious of dragons. Not only that, but they were also ruthless, vicious, and so on. All things that I already knew.

I translated the without a break, when I found another coded phrase.

“Blue Dragon. Like. Very much. Alcohol. Gambling. Reason. Sex… what?”

Reading the letters unconsciously, I paused. Perhaps it was because I concentrated too much. It was because the phrase “I have a strong sexual desire” was written in the book.

“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”

Geppel asked in a curious voice about my behaviour.

“Huh? Oh, the book says that dragons are very dirty.”

‘What are you surprised about?’

Geppel, who listened to me, gave me a very pathetic look, but I couldn’t help it. This was a white lie in good faith. That didn’t mean that I could say “Blue Dragon has a strong sexual desire.”.

‘I can’t do this. At this rate, I’ll only think of the sexual desire part.’

I decided to hurry up and read the next part. All the following information concerned those who were cursed by dragons.

“Valid?”

This time, I was all frozen up. That was.

‘Does it mean that Kyle’s sexual drive, is it?’

Hmm.

Geppel seemed to have been disturbed by my ongoing thoughts, I pretended not to see his curiosity and moved on. Sometimes, strong-minded humans overcame dragon tendencies. Therefore, Kyle overcame his sexual desire with his mental strength.

Whoops. I breathed a sigh of relief. After that, I gently glared at the book and continued reading.

‘What’s this book.’

I decided to classify this book as harmful media.

‘I’ll read it all the way though.’

Anyway, the book contained the secret story of the birth of the blue dragon, anecdotes, abilities, and lifestyle. The content I wanted to read didn’t start to come out until the end.

Blue dragons are the source of evil that makes a mess of the world and must be annihilated.

And, and…

The one cursed by the blue dragon would be gradually driven mad by blood, slaughter, and instinct. It must be killed as soon as possible.

My face became stiff as I read the content of the book, because this wasn’t about breaking the curse. This book was about humans cursed by a blue dragon.

‘In other words, it’s a book about how to kill Kyle quickly.’

God, this kind of book really exists. Was this possible? Why was it written in Korean?

I questioned myself, what if?

What if someone could fully interpret this book? What would happen if it found its way into the palace?

There was nothing to worry about this part.

It was a bit confusing, but there was one conclusion that came out to me. No one should know the contents of this book.

‘Even if it’s Geppel in front of you, you won’t be able to take the book out anyway.’

It was the main text of the temple, so it was impossible to destroy. Rather, damaging it would be more dangerous. They would bring it for restoration and something more troublesome could happen. So there was only one thing I could do now.

I would just dismiss this book as if it was nothing.

I turned the next page with the most casual look on my face. From now on, it was about the golden dragon. In fact, the golden dragon didn’t come into my head very well.

Information as the original author was also significantly less.

But I pretended to translate somehow, and after a while I quietly closed the book.

Geppel asked him as if he had waited.

“What, you’ve already interpreted everything? So what do you think? Did you find the information you needed?”