Chapter 80 - V8C10

Volume 8, Chapter 10, Epilogue

"Brother, how is your scouting skill?"

I asked Apolito.

"Hmm, a metal ship has surfaced from the sea in the area where your father fled."

"A submarine?"

I muttered.

"A submarine?"

"What's a submarine?"

"It's like a ship that moves underwater. It dives and moves."

Well, that's a terrible explanation, but there's no point in going into detail.

"There are various things," Apolito nodded.

"Are you really not going after them?"

Dragon King Gouou was persistent.

"It's absolutely not allowed. If we chase after them, it'll be dangerous," Mitsuki warned again.

"Even though the helicopter was destroyed, the fact that the submarine is coming to pick us up so smoothly means there's a trap. You can consider it a hundred percent trap," I explained to Gouou, who didn't seem satisfied.

"Is that Shuuji-san over there?" Miyabi Princess asked.

"Huh? Did I mention his name?"

"Auntie Louis said he looked familiar the other day."

"Oh, that time..."

She remembers it well.

At Auntie Louis's name, Apolito next to me clutched his chest.

"That's Shuuji-san, the legendary mass murderer," Miyabi Princess said.

"What?!"

Mitsuki and I were stunned.

"Famous. When he was a child, he used to sneak out of the palace and play in the city. But at that time, his friend was killed by a criminal organization, so he dragged them into the city for revenge and killed all the members with traps."

"What?!"

This is the first time I've heard of it.

"Huh? Isn't that an urban legend? I think he was nine years old, right?" Colonel Kunito said.

"Nine years old?"

Kazanzakis-san had an incredible expression.

"What kind of family is he from?"

Old man Jurojin also had an incredible expression.

At that moment, I was suddenly embraced by a dragon woman.

"You're the ," Dragon Lady Ryujo said, crying.

"Why? Why?"

With moist eyes, Dragon Lady Ryujo looked at me.

"I'm sorry. I won't run away anymore."

I gently patted her head with a sorry expression.

Dragon Lady Ryujo held me even tighter.

I gently stroked Dragon Lady Ryujo's hair.

Aoi, Murasaki, Mitsuki, and Princess Miyabi's eyes looked scary.

Now, I desperately thought about what to do.