After the brief walk, I took Eva back to the estate and noticed a carriage parked in front of the house.
It was my grandfather’s well-known carriage.
Had he come again? I was a little puzzled when I entered the house.
“Welcome back, Mr. Matteo.”
A maid welcomed me, so I asked her.
“I’m back. Is my grandfather home?
“Yes. The Grand Master is waiting in the lounge with a guest.
“Another guest? Oh, yeah! you’ll get a cake every day starting tomorrow. Take it and bring it to Eva.
The maid bowed her head respectfully.
and walked towards the living room with Eva in tow.
It’s been a while, since I became the grandson of a nobleman, and I’ve picked up a few things.
Aristocrats, or people like me who live the life of an aristocrat, do not talk about paying for things.
This is because aristocrats do not pay for ordinary purchases.
In most cases, it is the servants who pay the money, and the nobles don’t bother with the details.
It is considered a virtue not to do so, and if you try to meddle in the process, you will be thought of as a dullard.
That’s why saving money is a no-brainer.
As soon as I mention it, I’ll be seen as a weirdo.
If you’re not careful, you might be considered unfit for nobility, or your household might be on the verge of collapse.
That’s why nobles should not talk about everyday expenses.
Well, anyway, it is what it is.
Eva’s daily snack, it’s in the category of food expenses.
And this is the kind of thing that a working-class mainstay would have to worry about.
Hence I decided to leave it all to her.
In the process, I arrived at the lounge and stood in front of the door.
It was my house, but it was also my Grandpa’s mansion.
I knocked on the door and said, “This is Mateo.”
I knocked on the door and announced, “I’m Matteo,” trying to keep my voice slightly ” reserved.”
I opened the door and walked in – I was taken aback.
There were two people and a pet in the room.
One of them was my grandfather.
He was sitting on the sofa as usual.
He was sipping on a cup of black tea with lots of sugar, served by the maid.
The other one seemed a bit strange.
In the room was – a huge lizard, even though it’s inside the room – a lizard that’s probably bigger than a fully grown man when it is upright.
The lizard is seated, and a young man is on his back.
Why a lizard? And why is he sitting on his back?
In spite of my curiosity, the old man opened his mouth.
“Let me introduce you. This man is Leif Merton.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Merton. I’m Matteo Lawrence Rockwell.”
I introduced myself and bowed my head lightly.
“Is that the Red Dragon?”
I’m not sure if this is a good idea to speak about her but whatever.
“I’ve heard you can make it bigger?
“Yes, I can.”
“Try it right now.”
“Yeah, all right. But we’re indoors, so I’m only gonna do part of her.”
“Part of her?”
“Yeah, like this.”
I had a lot on my mind, but I trusted my grandfather.
So I agreed and touched Eva.
I told Eva, then poured magic into her.
Then Eva’s paws became huge.
It was the adult form of a red dragon, with huge claws.
“Wow, that’s fascinating.”
“Let me examine it.”
Eva freaked out.
Her paws quickly sagged and she reverted to her perfect little puppy form, hiding behind my back.
I could feel her little body shuddering as she crawled towards me.
I stroked the frightened Eva and looked at Leif in disapproval.
“No, you cannot do that.”
“Really? Well, since it’s a unique case, we’ll have to examine it no?.”
“No, no, no, !!!'”
We’ve only known each other for a minute.
Still, I can tell – rather anyone can tell.
Leif Merton is apparently a man with a rather eccentric personality.
He even introduced himself and asked me to examine Eva.
This is not something a normal person would say or do.
The target of this “unbelievable” had slipped from Eva to me.
“You’re examination is rather more FUNNY”
“I’m not going to conduct an examination… It was more like a joke to lighten the mood.”
“Merton, you can’t do that.”
Grandpa stepped to the side and interrupted him. He had been quietly watching over us until then, but suddenly he spoke up.
At the same moment, I was also frightened.
I felt as if the temperature in the room had dropped about ten degrees at once.
He looked like an assassin.
“Because he’s my grandson.”
“You told me he indeed is a grandson, but not a blood relation and you found him under a bridge, so he’s probably more like a stray cat or a dog.”
“A grandson is a grandson.
“Hmmm… …… I know that you’re old but why is it so hard for you to understand.”
No, no, no, it’s not just because he’s an old man.
Even normal people would react that way. It’s just that the old man has a different temperament, but the essence is the same.
I think the one who’s rather crazy is him.
“Well can’t help it then. I’ve heard from my grandfather that even you’re unique, so I’ll examine you another time.
“Don’t you know? It means special.”
I looked at Eva.
I’m not sure if she’s here because I touched the egg and it hatched out of nowhere, or why it can partially grow, or if it’s because she’s a red dragon in the first place.
I don’t know anything yet
Maybe Eva is a very special child, maybe the only one in this world.
I understand that, but …… me too?
“That’s why I asked Leif to come.”
The old man, who had stopped the killing intent, answered my question at the right moment as if he had read my mind.
Come to think of it, I still hadn’t asked him why he brought this man here.
Merton’s character was so strange that I had my hands full after greeting him.
“What was this all about? Grandfather.”
“Do you remember about your magic powers?”
“Well, you mentioned about the before>”
“Yes. The person I called before couldn’t measure your power, so I called him instead. He’s a genius in magical engineering, despite his appearance. I told him about Matteo and he said he could do it.