I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

Athotes stayed in the dragon cave just like that, living the same but different life day after day.

According to the pamphlet, the pain of being stripped of a dragon's scale is enough for a dragon to sleep for one to five years.

So, he waited and waited, and waited year after year.

Six years later, the dragon still shows no sign of waking up.

Athotes went down the mountain, and he went back to the Dragon Slayer's house to find Duke Grace.

At this time, the Duke of Grasse's hair was even whiter. He sat on the recliner and squinted his eyes at Axotes. After hearing Axotes' question, the old man narrowed his eyes, and his voice was old and meaningful, "No Did you say, they won't wake up until the wound has healed, whether it's physical or psychological."

Athotes' face turned pale.

The wrinkles on the old prince's face were very obvious. He raised his eyes, "Young man, are you interested in hearing my story?"

Axotes was so anxious that he couldn't listen to any stories at all, but Duke Glass had already begun to tell them.

The young Duke of Glass fell in love with a dragon, but he didn't understand anything when he was a teenager, and made the same choice as Athotes.

Later, Glass became the duke as he wished, and obtained huge wealth as he wished, but the dragon was missing by his side.

He didn't kill the dragon after stripping off the dragon's scales, but if he killed it or not, the dragon no longer existed.

It awakened the power of protective sleep, and after sleeping for six years, it woke up.

The dragon that wakes up is the dragon that has the strongest scales again, and also... the dragon that no longer remembers the Duke of Glass.

His scars and pain, all in the long sleep, disappeared with the passage of time.

His dragon had completely forgotten him, his dragon was no longer his dragon.

Azotes felt that the blood all over his body was about to freeze, "You mean, the reason why he is still sleeping now is not because of the wound, but because of me?"

Duke Glass seemed a little sleepy, "Maybe, does he like you?"

—Oh, then I love you too.

Athotes thought of the words he said before going to sleep, and his throat felt a little dry.

"If he likes you, so be it," said the Duke of Glass in a low voice.

Athotes swayed, unable to listen to any more words.

He returned to the dragon cave again. In the dragon cave, the boy still slept soundly.

Athotes stood by the bed and looked at his peaceful sleeping face, hoping that he would wake up soon, but also hoped that he would not wake up soon.

He was afraid that the him who woke up was the one who didn't remember him.

Sure enough, the dragon didn't wake up soon. He had been sleeping deeply, breathing long and peacefully, as if he would never wake up for a lifetime.

Athotes guarded him all his life in the cave.

This year, he was 98 years old, and his dragon had been sleeping for 74 years.

The pain he brought to him made him sleep for more than 70 years.

For 74 years, Azotes lived in pain and self-blame every day.

But at the same time, he was very thankful, glad that he could still hold him and look at him, but when he thought about it, he thought that he had made him like this, and he fell into the next round of pain again and again. .

The first ray of sunlight in the morning poured into the cave, and the boy lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Azotes, who had just dragged his prey in, held his breath. He stood still and opened his mouth, "Baby, baby, you're awake."

The boy sitting on the bed tilted his head and smiled slightly at him, "Who are you?"