Knight, The Dragon Snatched A Princess Again! Chapter 1

Um… How to put it?

Just, all of a sudden--

He became a dragon.

Ah…

The dragon moved its huge body and paced back and forth in the dark and empty cave.

Although he had no memories, he was certain that he had once been a man.

He thought that he must have been a successful man. Handsome, heroic and tall, with a family, friends, um… Perhaps he even had a partner.

Instead of being such a lonely, solitary dragon.

Oh, no, he wasn't solitary.

A grey mouse suddenly came out from behind a stone. It had a flattering smile as it said, "Does the Lord Dragon have something on his mind?"

The dragon tilted his head and looked at it for a moment, then waved at the mouse, "Hey, little mouse, how did I live before? Did I just stay in this cave?"

The grey mouse said, "Sometimes, you would go out and have some fun."

“Have some fun, what kind of fun?"

“s.n.a.t.c.h a princess, steal a crown or something."

“What's so fun about this kind of thing?”

The mouse shook its head, “I don't know… But Lord Dragon, that's what you do. You amuse yourself on the way to s.n.a.t.c.hing the princess, and after catching the princess, you can chat with her. It's also interesting when the knights come to find you and fight. If you're lucky, there might be one or two particularly silly knights that would stay by your side. In short, the entire process is more fun than staying in the cave."

The dragon secretly shook its head. No, no. Although what the mouse said was really quite interesting, s.n.a.t.c.hing a princess… wasn't that robbery?!

After all, he was still a person and not really a big, reckless and violent dragon.

However, a month later, the dragon discovered:

There was no other way… He was really going to die of boredom.

People were social animals. Even if he turned into a dragon, he couldn't just stay in the cave every day with only a grey mouse for company and do nothing but eat and drink.

The dragon sincerely put his hands together.

G.o.d, please forgive him, he wasn't doing bad things on purpose; he was really too bored.

The dragon was really, really ready to go and s.n.a.t.c.h a princes.

As the last dragon who could fly, spit fire, was st.u.r.dy, had thick skin and was unafraid of being beaten, it shouldn't be very difficult for him to go out and catch a princess.

The premise, of course, was that he had to know where the palace was.

Yes, he was lost.

At this time, a red figure appeared in front of him.

It turned out to be a handsome young man who was currently killing pheasants.

The dragon went up and asked sincerely:

“h.e.l.lo, I wanted to ask, how can I get to the palace?"

The man looked up at the giant dragon who was rumored to be very fierce, but did not feel any fear at all. Rather, his gaze was calm and quiet as though he had encountered an ordinary child asking for directions.

The man blinked, then asked slowly, "What are you going to the palace for?"

“I'm too bored, so I'm going to go s.n.a.t.c.h a princess.”

“Oh.” The man raised his head, pointed to a pile of firewood, and used a very calm, very natural tone to say, "Help me light a fire."

The man behaved so naturally that the dragon almost forgot that he was a dragon and not a lighter for a moment.

So, the dazed and silly lighter (oh, right, it was a dragon) nodded earnestly and said solemnly, "Okay."

The dragon carefully controlled his fire and sprayed a mouthful of fire towards the firewood.

The man began to roast the pheasants.

The dragon looked on as the man skillfully flipped the roast bird, unconsciously swallowed his saliva, then looked at the man and said, "Uhm, you haven't told me how to get to the palace yet?"

“Are you in a hurry?"

"No…"

The man nodded, pointed to the open s.p.a.ce next to him and said, “Then, sit down first. You can help me roast a wild boar later."

Having said that, he brought out all sorts of spices from his backpack.

Wait. This was wrong, this was very wrong. He was a dragon. How could he do errands for other people just like that? And, also, why wasn't this man afraid of him?!

The man grabbed a handful of spices, his slender white fingers casually sprinkling them over the roasted bird. When they landed on the golden skin of the roast bird, they made sizzling sounds, and the aroma of roast meat immediately became stronger.

The aroma drilled into the dragon's nostrils, and his brain instantly stopped thinking about other things. He could only struggle with himself about whether or not to knock the man unconscious in order to rob him of his roast chicken.

Um… He was a dragon.

There was nothing wrong with doing something bad, right…?

He had no other way. After turning into a dragon, cooking became really inconvenient. All he could eat every day was some blackened and charred meat as well as some incredibly bad tasting, sour and bitter fruits.

The smell of the roast bird was much more attractive, and the dragon felt his mouth going dry.

The man next to him slowly tore apart the fragrant roast bird, and the sound seemed to have been amplified hundreds of times.

The dragon unconsciously swallowed again.

He finally couldn't hold back anymore.

The dragon secretly clenched his fist.

If he punched him, he would knock this person unconscious, right?

But… What if he accidentally broke his head?

The dragon quivered and picked up a stone from the ground.

The man suddenly lifted up his head and looked up at him.

The dragon was startled and tossed the stone behind him.

The man asked, “What's wrong?"

“Um…”

He took a small step forward, looked at the man without blinking, and spoke piteously:

“Um… I'm hungry.”

The man froze for a moment, then silently handed the entire roast bird to the dragon.

The dragon stared blankly at the roast bird, his eyes sparkling with tears.

G.o.d… How could there be such a good person in this world!

The dragon took the roast bird, then hung his head in shame. "I'm sorry… Just now, I… Just now, I was too hungry, and almost tried to knock you out… So that I could take away the roast bird…"

The man listened as the dragon said this, but merely nodded indifferently.

“You eat first, I'm going to fight a wild boar.”

this is a super short (14 chapter) story that i stumbled on today… i'll be translating it off and on in my spare time~ enjoy!