Curse the Mainframe! 77 Over His Dead Body

Blanche and Dietrich both moved in front of Alec, as if they would be able to hide him from the view of the dragon, something which surprised Alec greatly.

He didn't think that they were close enough for them to do something that risked their life so soon. Quite frankly, they'd barely just met in Dietrich's case, and with Blanche, it was only extended by a few hours.

In fact, Alec himself didn't think that he would ever be the type of person that would get attached so quick and fast – he certainly didn't think that he would be putting himself in danger for anyone any time soon.

Though he himself wasn't the type to do that, it didn't mean that he didn't feel touched at their actions, especially since it was carried out without another thought, seemingly coming across as a natural instinct.

However they reacted, regardless of what they did, they were unable to prevent the dragon from approaching them at a dizzying pace. Though the dragon had not yet done anything that would cause great death and destruction as of yet, there was no knowing when that would change.

The dragon was even more massive up close. The Ash Phoenix that had previously burrowed into Alec's shirt woke up with a croon, before going back to sleep, almost as if saying 'no danger here'.

With a flap of its wings, the dragon was soaring past them, white and silver scales glittering in the sun. With a twist of its body, the light that reflected off its scales momentarily caused Blanche and Dietrich to be blinded by the glare of the reflection.

Alec didn't blink.

The dragon caught crystalline blue eyes as it flew past, something dropping from the dragon's body.

The scale, a pure silvery-white, slowly floated down and landed in front of Alec, almost dwarfing him under the sheer size of it.

Blanche, Dietrich and Alec stared at the dragon as it slowly disappeared in the distance.

What just happened??

Was this supposed to be a thank you or something?

Alec silently screamed in his mind. Wasn't this supposed to be something that only happened to Main Characters!? He did not sign up for this! Over his dead, cooling corpse.

If it continued down this route, then… wasn't he just welcoming hordes of people coveting the dragon scale?! No, no, no. He refused for his relatively peaceful life to end that way.

As Alec looked at the dragon's retreating form, his eyes caught on something that didn't quite belong. There was something… or someone, rather, clinging onto the dragon's tail end, dangling in the air.

Only when the dragon had long since disappeared from their sights did they regain their speech.

"…was that a girl clinging onto the dragon's tail?" Dietrich said in a deceptively calm voice.

"It appears so."

"Never mind that," Dietrich continued, his eyes shifting to the single scale on the ground. "What about that scale? It came from the dragon, right?"

"Indeed, it did."

Alec reached out to touch the scale, a feeling of the magic that had been embedded into the scale, so reminiscent to the aura he felt from the dragon even as it had been chained down.

The scale was warm to the touch, though it shouldn't have been. It was strange.

Alec picked up the scale with little problem, though it was a little heavier than he expected.

Dietrich offered to help. "Here. Let me."

Alec hid a grin when he nodded, smiling at his (suddenly acquired) nephew in thanks. Both at the offer and the scene that he would be treated to.

Not disappointing, the man stifled the grunt as he took the scale from Alec's hands, noticeably strained. Dietrich gave Alec a surprised look.

Blanche, not oblivious to the slight sparkle of mischief in Alec's eyes, lightly patted her son on the shoulder. "Careful not to strain your back. I must wonder what your sect has been teaching you that you're straining to carry something that a child has no problem carrying."

Dietrich struggled under the weight of a single dragon scale, having to put in some magic to flex his muscles, feeling wronged. It wasn't that he was having trouble, but rather, how was it that Alec was able to lift the scale without any magic help?

Dietrich was certain that the child hadn't used any magic since he was particularly sensitive to its usage.

"Ale-" Dietrich cut himself off after seeing the glance his mother sent his way. "Uncle, if you want, I have access to a good blacksmith that will be able to craft you a weapon or two from the scale. Or armour, if you so prefer."

Alec looked at Dietrich with surprise. With how well Blanche treated him, he would have expected that Blanche was the one who said those words instead of Dietrich.

"Thank you then," Alec said solemnly. He inscribed the favour in his heart that the two members of the Rothschild family had already shown him.

He didn't think that Elias was at the stage where he could handle using a dragon's scale to craft something just yet, so he might as well take them up on their offer. The dragon scale was a massive size which was more than enough to make a few daggers.

While he could keep the scale first and use it later, what was the point of that? It was more likely that someone would be able to track him down for his possession of the dragon scale instead.

Alec had no doubt that there were eyes that had seen the scale falling from the sky. If the Rothschild family was as prestigious as it appeared to be, then they would be able to handle it.

Alec would give them half of the scale. The rest would be made into daggers and a few other things.
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"I'll give you half the scale as thanks."

Dietrich furrowed his brows and opened his mouth to reject, only to be stopped by his mother placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Tsk, Dietrich. Are you rejecting the present that your uncle is giving us?"

Dietrich wanted to argue that a dragon's scale, a magical beast that was thought to be a myth, was worth far more than what they could offer back.

Blanche didn't reject only because she could see in Alec's eyes that he fully knew about the value of a dragon's scale. In doing this, they would be able to share his burden. While the Rothschild family might be able to handle whatever repercussions that came their way, the same could not be said for Alec and his deadbeat father.

Blanche was already prepared to declare that Alec was a friend of their house, but she also knew that there were always greedy and ambitious people that wouldn't care for that.

If the Rothschild family flashed a dagger or two that showed the dragon scale was in their hands, then the resulting fallout would be at least manageable.

Dietrich reluctantly relented, but still felt guilty. They hadn't even done anything for Alec yet, but they were already receiving gifts from him!?

It was then that the familiar sound of the second child's creature, the winged horse, also known as a pegasus, neighed. Like always, it alerted them to Kieran's return home.

Kieran, Blanche's second son, had similarly blonde hair and green eyes to both his brother and mother. He swept in with wind-swept hair, his cheeks holding a flush from the sting of wind hitting his face.

"Mother, brother," Kieran greeted.

Dietrich happily took this chance to inflict his earlier confusion on someone else. What kind of older brother would he be if the family didn't share confusion and shock? "Kieran, meet our uncle."

"We have an uncle?" Kieran said with a startling echo to Dietrich's earlier confusion.

Kieran looked around, only spotting a small child.

"That's our uncle?!"

Chapter end

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