Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [92]

They were two girls from the twenty-first century.

With the lofty goal of "saving human history," they arrived in this chaotic era.

The script was supposed to go like this: Humanity’s final Master would overcome countless trials, gather her comrades, defeat the final boss, and ultimately save history itself.

But when the two girls of similar age mustered their courage and stepped confidently into this era, convinced of their inevitable victory, they quickly realized things were nothing like they'd imagined.

Saving the world? Exactly where in this world needed saving?

Forget enemies—they hadn't even spotted another living soul!

They had walked the entire day through lands that resembled the apocalypse, finally reaching a large city at dusk, where they found a brightly lit castle.

“We’re lucky! We found a castle with people inside before nightfall.”

“Ah~ There’s even a bed! Isn’t this too comfy?”

Fujimaru Ritsuka—a girl bearing an immense responsibility yet essentially just an ordinary JK with orange hair—collapsed onto the castle's large bed after the exhausting day, reluctant to get up.

“Senpai, please be careful…”

Mash sat in the same room, regaining her strength in a chair.

Yet her mind remained alert.

She continuously scanned her surroundings, searching for hidden traps or dangers lurking in the room—her instincts warned her that they had entered a very dangerous place.

However, she had no proof of this.

Oh, and there was one more little thing, insignificant perhaps, but that troubled Mash deeply.

Fou—the fluffy white creature with long ears—had abruptly run over to a small white dragon upon entering the castle, engaging in a lively, chirping conversation.

The sight stirred a powerful sense of déjà vu in Mash, as though she'd witnessed the scene countless times before.

Yet, when she tried recalling where this familiarity came from, she drew a blank.

But who could blame her?

After all, it had already been a year since she'd left Britain.

Some things naturally faded from memory.

More importantly, she couldn't even connect that legendary white dragon that once carried the entirety of Britain upon its back to this small white dragon barely three or four meters long.

They weren’t even remotely the same species, right?!

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This place was originally a wine cellar before magi transformed it into a magical workshop.

Now, it had become Jeanne Alter's "war room."

“Why exactly did we pick such a dark place for our meeting?” Elizabeth complained, clearly displeased by their gloomy surroundings—which clashed terribly with her flamboyant aesthetics.

On the other hand, Kiyohime, being a monster, found herself quite at home—born from darkness, she would inevitably return to it.

As for Jeanne Alter…she simply felt that plotting a secret conspiracy naturally required a shadowy location.

“It’s for atmosphere, you know? A sense of mystery!”

Jeanne Alter shot Elizabeth a glare, but seeing Elizabeth’s expression unchanged, she decided not to push the matter.

“You both figured out their identities, right?”

Jeanne Alter cut straight to the chase.

In her eyes, the purple-haired girl named Mash Kyrielight was nothing special—just a human fused with a Heroic Spirit.

But that human girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka…there was no mistake—she had to be humanity’s last Master, come to save human history.

On this point, Kiyohime and Elizabeth felt it even more clearly than Jeanne Alter.

“Yes, I sensed it from her too,” said Kiyohime.

“But I have absolutely no intention of forming a contract with her,” Elizabeth quickly added.

It was rare for them to agree so decisively.

Saving the world? That was the job of saint kings, heroes, and holy people.

What did it have to do with "monsters" like them?

“Then why don't we just…”

At this point, Jeanne Alter’s voice suddenly grew cold.

Honestly, ever since she saw those two girls, a thought had sprung up in her mind—seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and kill them both, resolving the situation instantly.

Yet even Jeanne Alter herself couldn't understand why she suddenly found this idea so repulsive.

She felt as though, after experiencing that defeat…no, after breaking down and crying three hours ago, she had somehow become a different person.

At her core, she was still guided by Wrath—that wouldn't change. But beyond the flames of rage, she felt something new stirring within her heart, something vague and uncertain…an unfamiliar fear of losing things she now treasured.

“So, what are your plans from here?”

“You've got to have a goal, right?”

“Or have you given up on revenge?”

Elizabeth eyed Jeanne Alter curiously, seeing her spiritless appearance, and asked about her intentions moving forward.

Jeanne Alter first nodded, then shook her head.

She would never abandon her revenge. The humiliation of betrayal still burned fresh in her memory, especially toward the king who engineered her downfall, and the saint who stood atop the castle walls, blocking her vengeance. Jeanne Alter yearned to incinerate their very souls in flames…

But beyond revenge, shouldn’t she have other things to do?

“I don't know.”

“All I know is, I won't let this world be destroyed…and I definitely won’t let myself be destroyed.”

“There’s still something else I need to do.”

As Jeanne Alter spoke, her gaze drifted to the small white dragon nearby, chatting cheerfully with a fluffy white beast.

She still remembered her promise.

—That promise where she'd cook meat for the little dragon every day, in exchange for the dragon never leaving her side.

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This is a fan translation of 综漫：青眼幼龙，被骑士王捡到了 by 歌冰丽月. All rights to the original work belong to the creator. Please support them by exploring their original work or sharing it with others if you can. Thank you for reading and supporting my efforts to bring this story to a wider audience!