The Blue Dragon Clan’s Very Suspicious Little Chick - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46

Aran had finally resolved to speak with the wounded White Tiger alone.
“Saheim, we should head back to the Western Palace now. I’ll take you there.”
“But I want to come too—”
Aran quickly raised a palm to cut off Taeoh, refusing him outright.
“Taeoh stays here. Consider it a penalty for your rudeness.”
“Still! Aran, you can’t go all the way to the Western Palace alone!”
Then, as if materializing from the shadows where they’d been lurking unseen, the Cheongsa Unit appeared with barely a whisper of movement.
“We shall escort the young lady, Master Je Geon-u,” one of them said respectfully.
Yeon hooked an arm through Taeoh’s with an amused expression.
“Taeoh, the handmaids were gossiping earlier—they said attachment is a bad habit, didn’t they?”
The amusing part was that Taeoh fell for it so easily.
“Attachment? What do you mean?”
“Well, they said people can get tired of someone you cling to like that!”
“What? Aran would never—”
Though Taeoh’s voice rang out loud and clear, his mismatched eyes darted about nervously in every direction.
Min grabbed his other arm, and the boy let himself be dragged away by the twins without much resistance.
Only then did Aran shake her head with a wry smile and extend her hand to Saheim.
“Come, little one.”
The endearment had slipped out unbidden, yet Saheim showed no sign of displeasure.
Instead, he replied respectfully, “Yes!” and eagerly grasped her hand.

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Once they’d left the Eastern Palace, both the Cheongsa Unit and the Baekrang Unit that had come from White Tiger Palace trailed dutifully behind them.
When Aran kept glancing back as if signaling them, the Cheongsa Unit slowed their pace first.
After walking some distance, she looked back to find them all so far away that their conversation could no longer be heard.
Only then did Saheim speak up with a self-satisfied expression.
“The other children don’t know that you’re an immortal, do they?”
Aran let out a soft laugh.
“Not just the children—no one knows. You must never breathe a word of this.”
Saheim was absolutely delighted.
This immortal had come to him like salvation on the most terrifying day of his short life.
While others had friends and brothers close to them, Saheim stood alone; yet even those who knew the immortal well could not perceive her true nature.
But he could see it, precisely because he was a true White Tiger.
It felt like discovering at least one advantage to being a White Tiger.
Part of him remained curious about why the great immortal of the Vermillion Bird took the form of a child, but since it was a secret no one else knew, he decided not to press for the reason.
Surely the immortal had her reasons.
“Absolutely! I swear by the honor of the White Tiger that I’ll keep it secret!”
Aran found the small child’s invocation of honor endearing and gently stroked his tousled bangs.
If only she could save Je Geon-u in time, so that this child might truly live up to the White Tiger’s name.
“Saheim, what did you make of the prince you saw yesterday? Was he the same as during the Spirit God Ceremony?”
Saheim fidgeted with his fingers as he held Aran’s hand before answering.
“I could see two souls, but still… it was slightly different.”
“How so?”
Saheim possessed the acute hearing of a tiger-type cultivator.
Even knowing that others couldn’t hear him, his frightened voice dropped even lower.
“Back then… I told you, that ancient and wicked thing was tormenting the Azure Dragon.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“The Azure Dragon I saw that day looked like it was dying…”
Saheim nearly stopped walking and leaned close to whisper in Aran’s ear.
“Yesterday, somehow… the Azure Dragon looked much stronger.”
Aran came to an abrupt halt without realizing it.
“Are you certain?”
Saheim nodded silently.
“It was as if it had fought that black thing and won. So it wasn’t horrifyingly terrifying like before. But it was still frightening, though…”
While Aran fell into thought, the small White Tiger continued to chatter on.
“The Immortal and those from Azure Dragon, and that phoenixes older brother—they’re really impressive, the way they speak to His Highness. I think I’ll always be afraid of the Crown Prince.”
Aran laughed softly and squeezed Saheim’s hand tighter.
Then she began walking again.
“You mustn’t think that way, Saheim. The White Tiger is a guardian. You’re a being who perceives evil before anyone else, and can evade death itself.”
“I’ve been thinking though…….”
Saheim followed reluctantly, posing his question.
“Wouldn’t it be possible for you to teach me, Immortal? There’s no White Tiger in our palace with Spirit Sight awakened. No one understands me. Even Father just says everything’s fine—he thinks I’m a coward. He doesn’t really believe what I say…….”
“I wish I could, but we’ll find it difficult to meet often. I’m trapped in this young body now, and I can’t come visit you.”
At that, Saheim turned to look at Aran, his tangerine eyes gleaming.
“I’ll learn to write! If those mischievous twins could learn, surely I can too?”
Aran smiled at the White Tiger whose courage had suddenly blossomed.
“Of course.”
“If I write you a letter, will you write back?”
“Absolutely. But adults might see it, so you can’t use formal speech. You have to call me Aran.”
“Eek……!”
At Aran’s warning, Saheim recoiled as though he’d heard something dreadful.
“How could I possibly be so disrespectful……!”
“Child, I’m still playing the role of the Azure Dragon Clan’s beloved youngest member, am I not?”
“But still…….”
Saheim’s expression grew conflicted, and he writhed his plump body awkwardly before finally clearing his throat.
“Ahem. A-Aran……?”
“Yes?”
“Are you, are you displeased?”
“Not at all. You must speak that way when others are watching. If it confuses you, just do it all the time.”
“Mm…….”
Saheim blushed and wiped his face with the hand not clasped in hers.
“I’ll only do it when others can see.”
Saheim’s behavior was exactly like that of the disciples she’d raised in scattered places.
Aran chuckled and called to Saheim as she would to any of her students.
“Saheim.”
The Western Palace began to come into view ahead.
Realizing that parting was near, Saheim’s mood sank at once, and he turned back to look at Aran.
“……Yes?”
“Being afraid of something you don’t understand—that’s natural. There’s no shame in it.”
“But still…….”
“Yet you are a White Tiger who catches ghosts. As long as you can recognize what is a malevolent spirit, a Malevolent Spirit—there’s no reason to fear even if a Reaper comes calling.”
“B-but why?”
“Why indeed. Don’t you have something called the White Soul Sword in your palace?”
Saheim blinked.
“You truly seem to know everything, Immortal.”
Indeed. Aran knew far too much—that was her curse.
Even now she had to force herself to forget that in his past life, Saheim had wielded the White Soul Sword only for terrible deeds.
“Threaten them with the White Soul Sword, promise them a thorough beating. They’ll all scatter at once.”
“B-but the White Soul Sword can only be used after formally becoming the Master of the House, and I’m still…….”
Aran stopped at the entrance to the Western Palace and gently caressed Saheim’s round cheek.
While making a silent vow that this child was not yet that Baek Saheim, and that she would save him.
“They won’t know that.”
“……!”
Saheim’s eyes widened as though they might pop right out of his head, and he stomped his feet.
“You’re a genius, Immortal!”
Aran shook with helpless laughter.
“I’ve already earned quite the reputation for such things at Azure Dragon Palace.”
“Really……!”
Watching the bouncing Saheim full of joy, she thought perhaps he might win their battles against ghosts after all.
Standing at the entrance to the hall, Aran embraced the young White Tiger firmly.
“Keep trying to convince the Master of the House. The Crown Prince seems to need help.”
“Yes, I will. I’ll be sure to write.”
After Saheim disappeared leading the Baekrang Unit, Aran stretched her arms toward the Cheongsa Unit.
The Cheongsa Unit members all grinned widely and rushed toward her without hesitation.
“May we embrace you?”
Since he was considerate enough to step aside, I ought to give him something in return.
Aran made no attempt to hide the laugh bubbling up from within, simply nodding in agreement.
“Sure!”
Just as I’d told Saheim—it was time to slip back into the role of the youngest once more.

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Upon returning to the Eastern Palace, Taeoh stood waiting with his mouth half-open, his eyes widened in shock as he looked at Aran.
“Hey, what on earth did you do with that guy?”
The Suspiciously Adorable Chick of the Azure Dragon Clan — Episode 46
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