The Blue Dragon Clan’s Very Suspicious Little Chick - Chapter 65

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Chapter 65

Clack! Tap-tap!
To the ear alone, the wooden swords clattered loudly with no clear victor emerging, but Su Ryeon, watching from the sidelines, knew better.
Small in stature though she was, Aran overwhelmed in skill.
As proof, Aran barely moved from her stance, wielding her blade with precision, while the other opponent—Min—danced frantically in all directions, desperately hunting for an opening.
Yeon, not yet grasping the gulf between them, gasped in genuine admiration.
“Both of you have grown stronger, haven’t you? I wonder which one will ask for a match with Su Ryeon first?”
Su Ryeon answered only with a knowing smile.
Only the innocent youngest had forgotten that three years had already passed since Aran first challenged him to a sparring match.
She had long since crossed into adulthood, yet Su Ryeon could no longer be certain he could defeat her if she fought with true intent.
Aran was born a swordsman.
Su Ryeon still remembered the day she first gripped the Dual Blade Technique in those small hands.
Even on that first day holding a sword with both hands, Aran moved them with the fluidity of someone who had wielded dual blades all her life.
Then Min rushed forward with a shout.
“Haah!”
The moment the blades met—clang!
It was Min’s sword that went flying.
“Huff, huff… Again… I lost again…”
As Min bent double, hands braced on his knees to catch his breath, Aran laughed lightly, as if her victory were pure luck.
“How pathetic, Azure Dragon. Witness the fortune this one possesses!”
“Hey, Aran, you—!”
If she were truly relying on luck, she might at least pretend to be out of breath.
Su Ryeon smiled quietly and continued watching his siblings.
Aran let out a soft laugh before Min’s indignation, then wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand.
“Whew, it’s sweltering today.”
As if on cue, a cold north wind swept through.
Aran closed her eyes for a moment, surrendering to the chill, and the sight of her was so familiar, so at ease.
When Cheong-un, who had been observing the match from a distance, stepped closer, Su Ryeon spoke as if in jest.
“They say that whenever Aran is nearby, cold winds blow unusually often—don’t you feel it that way too, Father?”
“Ah, I suppose Heaven takes pity on our Aran when she’s too warm.”
Unlike Cheong-un, who answered in kind with humor, Yeon interjected earnestly, his face beaming with pride.
“It’s the Red Blessing of the Azure Dragon Palace, Father.”
Cheong-un smiled back at his son, but in truth, he did not entirely agree.
Of course, Aran sometimes appeared to bask in the love of the Divine.
But would that truth have been so striking had she lived a merely safe and peaceful life?
There was his youngest daughter Aran—wearing that serene expression while brushing death once a year at minimum.
Even within the Azure Dragon Palace, it was so; and Cheong-un could not help but worry and ache for her.
Sensing his father lost in thought, Su Ryeon answered on his behalf.
“Indeed, the Red Blessing it is.”
Su Ryeon, who had once needed considerable time to accept the young Aran, had long since become her unconditional champion.
“Aran is truly the child the Divine cherishes most. That’s precisely why such corrupt things fall upon her with such envy.”
Cheong-un swallowed a quiet sigh, but Aran bounded over and boasted cheerfully.
“Father! Did you see me beat Min? For the next week, I’m the older sister!”
“How delightful for you.”
Cheong-un spoke as if teasing, but his mind had drifted back to that harrowing night.
He dared not even imagine what might have happened if the Future Sight had not come to him—that night he wished he could forget.

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When the children of the Azure Dragon Palace narrowly escaped grave harm from a landslide, the Imperial Capital expressed profound regret at the unfortunate accident and promised to prevent its recurrence.
Thus, the following year, Cheong-un sent the children to the second Four Celestial Rite with lingering unease.
Because he was deeply anxious, Su Ryeon accompanied them with So Rim, escorting the children.
The rite itself passed without incident.
The trouble came on the return journey.
While the Azure Dragon Palace procession crossed the river, the bridge gave way.
That was when So Rim, a Water Dragon User, nearly made the ultimate sacrifice—but fortunately, Xuanwu Palace, which happened to be nearby, came to their aid.
The peculiar youngest of Xuanwu Palace summoned a colossal turtle spirit so vast it could be mistaken for an island, and rescued the children of the Azure Dragon Palace.
When Cheong-un heard the news, he was seized with fury.

“A bridge collapse? And of all moments, it had to be when our children’s carriage was passing over it?”

It was too precise to be mere coincidence.
A bridge that had stood in that spot for decades—and it crumbled precisely when the Azure Dragon Palace’s carriage crossed it?
The children, barely returned home, were oblivious to their father’s turmoil and chattered on about their adventure with the same breathless excitement they’d shown after the landslide.

“Father! An enormous turtle carried us to safety!”
“Yes! And the turtle was so fast moving through the water!”

But So Rim, who had accompanied them, looked nearly stunned—her soul seemed to have fled her body—while Su Ryeon bore the weight of guilt across his shoulders.
Cheong-un declared he would no longer attend such perilous ceremonies and drafted a lengthy protest to the Imperial Court.
That night, not long after retiring to bed.
A dark shadow appeared in Cheong-un’s dream.
Even knowing it was a dream, Cheong-un gasped in alarm.

“Ugh…!”

Whatever means it had employed, the shadow had pierced through the Azure Dragon Palace’s barrier and invaded Aran’s chamber.
Before the eyes of Cheong-un, still caught between sleep and wakefulness, it began to swell and distend.

“No, stop…!”

The moment Cheong-un cried out, the shadow stretched its arms and seized Aran’s throat.

“No…!”

Cheong-un woke with a final, anguished scream.
Was it only a dream? Had it truly been nothing but a dream?
His hesitation lasted only a moment.
He sprang from bed, seized his sword, and burst through the door in a single breath.
Flying down the corridor, he wrenched open Aran’s door—and there stood a shadow demon, grotesquely bloated and misshapen, filling the chamber.
It had grown far larger than in his dream, a swollen mass that consumed every inch of the child’s room.

“You cursed wretch…!”

Rage consumed Cheong-un.
A demon dared enter the home of the Dragon?
In that instant, yellow madness kindled in the usually gentle eyes of the Azure Dragon.
Crack!
The sky wept, and lightning tore downward.
The Divine Power-infused long sword shot forth like a bolt, severing the shadow in its path.
Splurch.
The bisected form oozed downward like viscous dough in a grotesque slump, but as Cheong-un lunged to seize it, it dissolved into black smoke and vanished.
Cheong-un dropped his sword.
He rushed to Aran, gasping for breath, and swept the child into his arms.
The small heart beneath his hold hammered as if it would burst from the chest.

“My daughter, you were so frightened?”

This child who always said she was fine, no matter what…
Aran held her face in both hands, trembling uncontrollably.
Cheong-un’s heart wrenched, and he held Aran tighter.

“I’m sorry. Forgive me, Aran. I’m sorry I was late…”

The guards and martial instructors who came rushing at the commotion asked in pale-faced urgency what had happened, but Cheong-un, still holding Aran, said nothing for a long while.
Beginning the very next day, the Azure Dragon Palace underwent sweeping reform.
The children’s chambers were fitted with additional barriers, and demon-warding talismans were affixed within every piece of furniture.
Moreover, she ensured that two guards were constantly assigned to each child.
In truth, it was an inconvenience for Aran in many ways.

***

Aran watched Cheong-un’s expression grow desolate and realized he was thinking of that Shadow Demon from long ago.
Unfortunately, it was not his only nightmare.
But it was the beginning of them all.
Above all, it was a shocking incident—a demon had infiltrated the Azure Dragon Palace’s main residence itself.
If she had known Cheong-un would arrive so quickly, she wouldn’t have let herself be caught by that wretched creature.
Even Aran had found herself in real trouble that day.
The Azure Dragon Family’s Suspiciously Peculiar Chick — Chapter 65
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