The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For So

Chapter 132: Dragons ≠ Cool

“Fumu… Indeed, the little girl is right. The moment my master summoned me, his strength got confirmed to be greater than mine. If that is the case, I should treat him with respect.”

The dragon bows down to the ground with its huge jet-black body.

Its appearance resembled a huge dog crouching down, so out of character with its huge jet-black frame. It was the moment when the image of ‘dragon = cool’ changed to ‘dragon ≠ cool’ in my mind, as it looked like a tame pet.

I didn’t want to see it like this if possible.

However, I understood that Bridgette was also concerned about me, so I cried within my heart.

“You don’t have to be so formal. You can be as regal as you were when you got summoned, okay?”

“Such generosity to his subordinates reminds me once again of the greatness of the Lord’s character. But, we dragons are known to be moronic creatures who can’t even honour their Lord, and that’s a dragon’s shame. So I hope you will forgive me if I do not change how I treat my Lord.”

“O-okay…”

However, unlike Bridgette, whose brain seems to be full of muscles, the dragon appeared intelligent enough to understand what I was saying, so I told them to keep his majestic attitude. But perhaps that intelligence has had its setbacks that he said he would be respectful to me as before.

Wouldn’t they be ashamed of their own kind for being so humble with a human?

However, if the dragon itself thought about it and responded, it would be impolite to push this matter any further, so I decided to change the subject.

“Do you have a name by any chance?”

“Fumu, I don’t have a name, but I’ve heard humans call me Fafnir.”

“I see… Very well then, Fafnir, I’ll be counting on you.”

“Understood, my Lord.”

I then equipped Fafnir with the set of dragon gear I got from the game, and now that I’ve done everything I needed to do, I de-summoned Fafnir as he disappeared from my sight.

Perhaps he has returned to the place where he was before.

And with that, Fafnir’s image in my mind was also renewed.

“He’s indeed better like this than being hostile and insubordinate…”

After this realization, I looked behind me and saw there were slaves (including my younger siblings) staring at me with sparkling eyes.