I Became the Fiance of a Dragon in Romance Fantasy

2 – Adylune (1)

As soon as the flood of memories ended, the emotions that came over me were embarrassment and guilt.

The embarrassment that comes from realizing that the world I have lived in is a world in a novel.

No, no.

This is not a false world in a simple novel.

It is a deserved world where countless lives breathe.

The 20 years of living as Physis Ortaire supported it.

A world of people who live, not simply fictional characters. A world in which every person passing by on the street, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, has his or her own life.

The perplexity was resolved not too long ago, but the big problem was something else.

Guilt.

The guilt I feel now weighs me down with the weight of the 20 years I’ve lived.

Among them, the greatest guilt came from what I said to Adilun.

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Just yesterday, I told her:

[Get out of my sight. I don’t want to see that ugly face of yours again.]

yes. I couldn’t remember my previous life, so I definitely hated her.

Skin covered with scales all over the body, and golden eyes that made me shudder just by looking at them. Those eyes digging through everything in me were just uncomfortable for me yesterday.

After the engagement ceremony, I always hurt her.

Even though I wished her happiness in my previous life.

“Sick. fool.”

I held my head involuntarily and spat out curse words through my mouth.

A voice of bewilderment could be heard all around.

The doctor who was examining me and my family. And even the servants.

Their gaze changed strangely as they suddenly spat out curse words.

This doesn’t sound like a very good situation.

“Are you okay?”

Giltheon Ortaire. Margrave of the Empire and my father.

My father checked my complexion and asked if I was okay.

At that moment, I realized why I was lying in bed.

Because of a memory from a previous life that suddenly came to mind, he fell off the horse while riding a horse.

It was an absurd accident, but even though he fell off the horse, he was not seriously injured.

With Physis’ weak body, it was only normal when the body came back to life right away, but it was able to sufficiently protect the body because it had fallen off the horse at the time the memories of the previous life came to mind.

However, my body ached quite a bit thanks to the unfamiliar movements I performed at the time, but that was tolerable.

“Yeah. Fine.”

“I’m glad you’re fine. So, I have a question for you.”

My father’s mood changed dramatically.

“I heard that you were rude to Princess Rodenov.”

oh

“… … you’re right.”

“Are you insane? After talking so much about what this betrothal means! Are you still out of your mind?”

Reprimands poured in like frost. Even if you look at it, you look fine, so you must be pushing like that.

Father was right.

The engagement between Adylon Rodenoff, the princess of Rodenov, and Physis Ortaire, the second son of Ortaire, was purely for political reasons.

While the influence of the central nobles of the empire was growing day by day, the local nobles lost their influence and were being looked down upon by the central nobles.

The Duke of Rodenov in the north and the Marquis of Ortaire in the east.

The two families, each serving as the bulwark of the Anadheim Empire, could not stand this kind of treatment, and eventually decided that the local aristocrats should join forces, leading to an arranged marriage.

You may think that the ranks do not match because they are dukes and counts, but the one with the greatest power in the east was the Marquis of Ortaire, to which I belonged, so the Rodenov duchy also made this judgment.

The idea of pitting the troubled second son of Ortaire and the only daughter of Rodenov was absurd, but it was clear that both families would be in trouble if that was not done, so my father always asked me to trust him.

In the midst of this, my attitude of ignoring her, even though we had to somehow attach affection to each other, would be finely reflected on both families. The father’s reaction was natural.

I just hung my head.

In the meantime, the 20 years I’ve lived in this world were weighing on my mind right now.

Before, I was strangely violent.

It wasn’t that I didn’t receive affection, and it wasn’t that life was hard.

However, I did not feel much inspiration for emotions such as affection or joy, but on the contrary, I felt a strong emotional flow for anger.

The results were as follows.

Unbridled violence and perversity.

My body was weak because I hadn’t trained much, but because of my birth as Ortaire’s second son, no one was quick to put a hand on my depravity.

People just say, “Did you see something dirty?” and move on.

I didn’t know the exact reason why I was aware of my previous life at this time, but in the end, it was the result of my actions. It was only natural that we had to accept it.

The life I lived in direct opposition to the values I pursued in my previous life was now tormenting my mind endlessly.

If so, what should I do?

The answer was simple.

You just have to correct the mistake.

Fortunately, my personality is now being identified with that of my previous life.

There was still a little bit of the violent, arrogant temper I had for 20 years, and I was not angry at my father’s words, but I suppressed it. I could no longer increase the weight of the guilt that was now weighing down on me.

Then, straight away, I bowed my head to my father wholeheartedly.

“sorry.”

The reaction was immediate.

“… … What?”

My father uttered a bewildered voice, as if he had acted with me in mind.

“I was wrong.”

“Did you get a head injury?”

“I am fine. And I will go back to Princess Adiluun and apologize.”

My father still didn’t believe me.

It was natural. It was because it was my daily routine before, to fight back, to be beaten, and then to be beaten.

If I showed myself like this, it was natural that my father would not believe me.

“Really? Even if you apologize, it will be of no use if the princess does not accept it. Because this engagement must lead to marriage. What would you do if the princess didn’t accept your apology and broke off the marriage?”

The word breakup was instantly implanted in my brain.

In Dragon’s Child, the engagement between Rodenoff and Ortaire is eventually broken.

As of right now, next week.

Princess Rodenov, who was born with strong dragon blood, was a symbol of absolute worship within Rodenov, even though others feared and hated her.

If I treated such a princess carelessly, of course I would be a criminal who would not be enough even if I was torn to death by them. Breaking up was a natural thing.

Then, my words that appeared in the novel weren’t very good.

I broke off my engagement to her and completely closed my heart. After that, I continued to lead a dissolute and disrespectful life until I was decapitated by an assassin from Rodenov.

If so, what should I do?

As a living being, of course I didn’t want to die. Moreover, I was curious about the next story of Adilun, which I hadn’t seen before in the novel.

what was she really like? Will she be able to live a happy life?

I wished for her to be happy in my previous life, and I still have that heart.

If so, there is only one thing I have to do now.

“Until the princess forgives me, I will ask for forgiveness. I will bear it no matter what happens.”

Asking her forgiveness and helping her to meet a happy ending.

That was all.

After I finished speaking, I bit my lip and waited for my father’s sentence.

* * *

Giltheon Ortaire was dumbfounded.

What kind of situation is this?

Is Physsis the one who struggled against what was right in front of her eyes and couldn’t come to her senses even after being beaten to death by herself or beaten by her older brother?

He said he fell off the horse, so he wondered if he had a head injury.

Or is it simply a rather sophisticated excuse to avoid the current crisis?

Giltheon could not find a way to properly respond to this unexpected situation.

In the meantime, Physis was like an uncontrollable courser.

If he gets sick once, he has to thresh until he dies before his temper softens a little, and if he doesn’t like it, he never breaks his stubbornness.

The eldest, Hwan, has a gentle and gentle temperament, but Phishis is the only one. At one time, he also suspected that it was his wife’s affair, not his own child, but that suspicion eventually collapsed.

Phishis’s gradually grown face resembles mine.

There were numerous anecdotes about Physis having a bad temper, but putting all of that aside, Giltheon was at a loss as to what to say to Physis.

His eyes were straighter and stronger than ever, and every word he uttered had strong power.

That wasn’t an attitude born out of mere rebellion.

For a moment, I wondered if Physis had gone away because some upright and kind ghost had nested in it, but it was impossible for the ghost to follow the peculiar habits of Physis.

This is because anyone can arbitrarily create words, glances, and attitudes, but one cannot easily follow the manners and habits that a person has lived.

For example, the habit of biting your lips like now.

That was a habit Phissis only got when he said something sincere. A habit that only Giltheon, who has seen Physis’ sincerity little by little, is aware of.

That really meant that Physis had changed his temper, but Giltheon couldn’t tell if this was a dream or reality.

Fixing Physis’ temper meant that the stalwart Ortaire’s only nuisance would disappear.

After much thought, Giltheon spoke to Physis.

“Can you take responsibility for your words?”

* * *

Although my father has given me countless opportunities, he has never directly mentioned the word responsibility.

That means my father noticed my changed attitude.

“If I cannot ask for forgiveness from Princess Rodenov, I will leave the family. Also, even if you ask for forgiveness, I will put you in probation except for the time you meet Princess Rodenov as needed. Father sets the deadline.”

“… … 1 year. It’s the price you pay for rotting me.”

“All right. For one year, I will set aside time to meet Princess Rodenov and refrain from all kinds of outside activities.”

“good night. Now you are definitely an adult too. You will have to take responsibility for your words. Go see her tomorrow, apologize and ask for forgiveness from Princess Rodenov. Put your head on the ground if possible. This betrothal must be made. Do you understand?”

“I will keep that in mind. Thank you, Father.”

“done. Take responsibility for your words. And… … Remember, this is the last chance I can give you.”

I nodded without speaking.

finally tomorrow.

I can meet Adylune.