“I must boast about it to Ruth and spite him even more”
saying this, grandpa left in a cheerful mood.
Though I can’t blame him , since hatching the dragon egg was not enough , I even caused it to grow at a exponential rate albeit for a short few seconds.
I honestly felt that it was quite sweet to see him get so proud of me, even though he was much older than me.
As I was thinking about this in my bedroom.
The little guy lying next to me glanced up, tilted his neck and gazed intently at me.
“It’s okay. That’s right, I should give you a name. You cannot be called Chibi or Red Dragon forever, huh?”
“!!? kyu, kyu, kyu, kryuuu!”
The little one leaped up and pounced on me, looking the happiest he’d ever been.
I’m not sure what to make of it.
If I could get him to be happy, naturally it would make me happier too, so I patted him and rubbed him under the chin, and he got even happier and kept pawing at me – it was like an endless cycle of happiness.
After about ten minutes, it finally subsided and we both calmed down.
Now, what kind of name would you like? Is there anything you’d like me to name you?
“Anything’s fine with you, huh?”
Somehow, I understood what the little one was trying to say.
As for the sound, it was still “Kyu! The sound was still “Kyu Kyu! But I could understand it somehow.
It’s not a word, it’s a feeling, and my brain understands what it means, and converts it into a phrase I can understand.
The first thing to do is to check wether ……. you’re a boy or a girl?
“… A girl, then…”
(tl note- forgive me if i mentioned it as a him before …. *sob*)
Hmm , a girl huh then…
“…… Evangeline, how about that?”
The most powerful red dragon in history. It’s the name of a dragon that lived for over a thousand years and reigned as the Wicked Dragon King for the first half, but was revered as the protector of humankind for the second half of her life. She is the most powerful red dragon in history.
It was easy to understand why she was so overjoyed.
From this moment on, the little one’s name has been decided as Evangeline – her nickname is Eva.
Suddenly, Eva jumped out of my embrace
She walked to the windowsill with a cute trot and started trying to climb on the window frame.
It was so cute to see her trying to climb and not succeeding.
What is Eva trying to do here? I stood up, walked over to the window, picked her up and put her on the window sill.
This time Eva started to push the window open.
“You want to do something?
“ ‘Can you open the window and make it wider?’ …… I don’t know what you’re trying to do here but ok..”
I think she wants to do something.
I don’t know exactly what it is, but this is the only way how i can understand what she is trying to do.
I thought so and opened the window first, and then let Eva out the window in my arms.
With my hands still holding her, I poured magic power into her so that she would grow just like before.
Then, outside the window, Eva grew.
She became the original Red Dragon, fully grown and interesting.
The giant Eva was a little bigger than the height of the window.
She lowered her head to meet the window’s height.
Our gazes met.
Then she lowered her head further.
It made the top of her head almost as high as the window frame.
“You want me to get on you ……?”
The top of Eva’s head – a head so huge it somewhat looked like a “floor” – swayed up and down slightly.
I wondered if she nodded.
I put my foot on the window sill and leaned forward to climb on Eva’s head.
One moment – I felt my body being pulled downward, and the view drifted rapidly downward.
The next thing I knew, I was up in the skies.
I could hear the sound of Eva’s wings flapping.
I was riding on an Eva – or rather, an Eva was carrying me, soaring in the heavens.
Eva took off.
The red dragon flew out of the city in a flash, with a speed that was befitting her colossal frame.
“‘Great, this speed is incomparable to that of a horse!”
A far-reaching thunderous roar, the voice of the Red Dragon Evangeline.
This voice was also understandable like before. “What is it..?, ‘Since i got a name .. I have more power now’?”
Is that how it works?
I was wondering if this indeed was the case, but then I remembered.
I read in an old book that said ‘naming is the oldest and simplest form of witchcraft’.
Even in the case of humans, the thoughts of the parents are passed on to the child, and in the case of non-human entities, the power is more apparent.
In other words, Eva says she has more power because I gave her a name.
If that’s true, then I’m glad I named her.
I looked around again.
It felt so good to fly.
The view down from the sky was also very breathtaking.
Being the grandson of a nobleman, I had read many books, but none of them had ever told me how a human being could ever fly.
It felt even more amazing knowing that I was the only person in the world who had ever been able to see such a view.
“Thank you, Eva.”
I thanked her, and she replied with a low growl, but one that sounded clearly like a roar of joy.