I Don't Want To Work! - Chapter 132

CHAPTER 132

“Um.”

Pendrade, chin in hand, blinked a couple of times.

“Why?”

“No, it just feels like the first time you’ve talked about family.”

“Did I?”

Come to think of it, maybe I did.

When I first met Pendrade, I was trying my best to draw a line around the subject of family.

And honestly, back then, I didn’t have any stories to tell even if I wanted to.

“Anyway.”

As I reached out as if to grab something, Pendrade tilted his head inquisitively.

Thunk!

As I struck the back of his hand resting on the bed, he finally moved, helping me to get up.

“The cushion, could you prop it up behind me?”

“This one?”

“No, not that. That one. That blue one. This one’s too thin.”

“This one?”

“No, that one.”

“Oh, this one?”

“That one! That!! That one!! Do you see the cushion you’re holding as blue?”

At my words, Pendrade stared intensely at the emerald-green cushion he held.

“Why.”

Then, he turned his head and smirked.

“Green and blue are both described as ‘blue’, right? So, aren’t they the same?”

“….”

“…Sorry, my bad.”

As I just smiled, Pendrade quickly glanced down and propped me up with the cushion I had chosen.

Well, things seem a bit better now.

“Thanks.”

“Mm.”

“Anyway.”

I continued, brushing back my disheveled hair.

“I wanted to talk to you anyway, so it’s good.”

“Hmm? Why?”

Pendrade jumped up from his seat.

Then he vigorously shook both hands and lowered his head.

“I haven’t had an accident yet!”

…What kind of reaction is this?

Even if I told him to calm down, I couldn’t. I glared suspiciously at Pendrade.

“Really! You can ask Ringo, seriously!”

“…What did you do?”

“Oops!”

I reached out and grabbed Pendrade’s collar.

“What did you do to say you haven’t had an accident yet?”

“No! Really no, I swear!!”

With his collar grabbed, Pendrade flapped his arms.

Then, he realized it would be unfavorable to continue speaking and desperately covered his mouth with his hand while rolling his eyes.

Well, there’s no point in pressing further.

‘I’ll just ask Ringo later anyway.’

I sighed deeply. 

As I stepped back, Pendrade’s expression noticeably brightened.

What’s going on here?

“Hey.”

Snap! I warned him with a stern tone as I tightened my grip on his collar.

“If you cause one more accident.”

Gulp. Pendrade’s Adam’s apple moved slowly in front of me.

“Know that I will hand your collar over to Dragon Lord with my own hands.”

“…!!”

Is it okay for his eyes to widen like that?

Pendrade’s eyes grew so large that I had that thought.

“H-How. Can. F-Friends! How can you do that!”

Seemingly genuinely shocked, he was now stumbling over his words.

“What about you? What about friends? Are you trying to forcibly marry your friend!!”

“Yeah.”

Pendrade’s momentum weakened.

With a droop in his head and a sullen gaze, Pendrade seemed like he would have collapsed completely if he had wings and a tail.

“Cruel… Hmp.”

“Don’t cause that cruel act before you have an accident.”

This is the only warning, understood?

After indicating that I was watching him with my two eyes, I pointed at Pendrade, and he whimpered softly like a little dragon.

“So.”

Pendrade, puffing up his cheeks, continued the conversation in a grumbling voice.

“What do you want to say to me?”

“It’s about you. You know where the High Elf village is.”

Pendrade blinked. He didn’t expect the conversation to turn to the High Elves.

“I know, but… It’s useless to tell you. It’s like the spirit realm there. People can’t enter without a guide.”

As expected.

The place where High Elves gather seems to be in a secluded area.

“Then will you take me there?”

Hmm, he pondered something while exhaling deeply, then finally shook his head.

“That’s not possible. Taking you is impossible. We can’t even enter.”

“Huh? Why? You could enter the High Elf village.”

There’s no way.

Wasn’t one of the races that had some interaction with the High Elves none other than the dragons?

“Our interaction was cut off.”

Pendrade said as he ruffled his red hair.

“It wasn’t my experience, but I heard that’s how it happened.”

“Tell me more.”

“Well, this guy is living in the Riable Mountains. He used to have pretty steady interactions with the High Elves.”

“Yeah.”

I nodded, urging Pendrade to continue his story.

“He recently visited the High Elf village and was almost kicked out.”

Not even a dragon that had no interaction at all.

They drove away a dragon that had been interacting steadily.

“When? When did that happen?”

“Well, it happened before I woke up from sleep…”

Pendrade rolled his eyes again.

“About ten years ago? I guess.”

“Ten years…”

Ten years, I rolled the word in my mouth.

The dragon’s sense of time is unreliable.

For them, time is like an ever-flowing spring that never dries up, a race that talks about time as if it never dries up.

They didn’t even come out of their dark lairs for centuries or took naps for hundreds of years, so the credibility of those words was not high.

Even Pendrade hadn’t woken up in centuries.

‘But, it fits perfectly, doesn’t it?’

That’s what said back then.

Hmm, still didn’t get anything definite.

I only got confidence in the hypothesis I set up.

“Alright, I understand.”

I sighed deeply, nodding my head, and Pendrade stared at me intently.

“Why, what’s the matter?”

“When I collapsed, I glimpsed into the past of this life.”

“And?”

“I heard that the highest branch of the World Tree connects to the divine realm.”

Just that sentence was enough.

Understanding instantly why I brought up the High Elf village, Pendrade still looked at me as if he couldn’t quite grasp it.

“Planning to aim for the Festival of the Lord?”

“Still, it’s better to have one more plan just in case.”

You should always keep two plans in your pocket.

That way, if one plan becomes unusable, you can immediately pull out the other.

‘Honestly, in terms of taste, it would be better to barge into the divine realm, wouldn’t it?’

Choosing between waiting for the arrival and striking from behind or barging in and smashing their heads in, the latter was preferable.

It’s more satisfying that way.

“Oh, right.”

Thoughts bounced around until they settled on one place.

It would be good to tell Pendrade too.

“I met an evil god. Completely chickened out.”

“…You met an evil god?”

Suddenly, Pendrade’s expression changed. Along with his voice.

“You know, I didn’t get to ask you the other day, just in case.”

What is he trying to say?

I looked at Pendrade as if asking him to speak.

“The White Dragon that was with the Evil God last time, was it there this time?”

“No.”

This time, the evil god brought Achel and that punk.

If they had brought a dragon too, they would have immediately started a fight right there.

“Then do you know what it looks like?”

“Huh?”

Suddenly? I blinked slowly.

Since I had heard Lionel’s words in passing last time, my memory was fuzzy.

“I vaguely remember, but it was in the form of a polymorph. Would that help?”

Polymorph.

It’s a magic that allows you to change your appearance freely, and it’s a favorite magic of dragons.

They can’t come down to the human world in their original form to have fun.

From human to monster.

After transforming into various forms, they melted away.

“The one I know has a fixed appearance when he moves around. So, tell me quickly.”

It wasn’t Pendrade’s usual relaxed demeanor.

I slowly recalled Lionel’s words from memory.

“He had long hair and golden eyes? I can’t think of anything else.”

It was a white dragon, so it must have had white hair… 

Since it was in a polymorph state, it must have been handsome… 

Is this helpful?

“Ha….”

It seemed so.

As soon as the certainty rose in Pendrade’s face, intense anger followed. 

And then all emotions seemed to darken as if they disappeared.

“He was there? So that’s why we couldn’t find him until now.”

He muttered softly. His expression and voice seemed unusual.

“Do you know the dragon?”

“Yeah. Last time, I suspected it might be someone else, but now I’m sure.”

The lips that had been straightened suddenly twisted horribly.

“That bastard. He’s my father.”