Transmigrated as Baron, Married with my Lovely Maid-Chapter 101

"What do you mean she’s a dangerous woman?" I asked, surprised.

Zeraxion didn’t answer immediately.

He continued to stare at Leysha warily, as if worried she might attack him.

And Leysha remained silent, aware that Zeraxion was suspicious of her.

"Zeraxion...you are one of the dragons who control time and dimension spells...can’t you see how embarrassing you are by-"

"That woman reminds me of King Victor Dragomir, Atreus...!"

"What the hell did you say?"

"That magical chain of seals should only be able to be formed and removed by King Victor Dragomir, Atreus. At first, I thought he would heal me by taking the chain of seals and then using his healing abilities to soothe the wounds caused by the removal of the chain of seals...but no! This dangerous mechanism is something only King Victor Dragomir can perform!"

I paused for a moment as I listened to Zeraxion deliver this shocking news, his body trembling with fear.

I saw his tense gaze, not the usual arrogance of his tone.

Tch... it seems his battle with King Victor Dragomir has traumatized Zeraxion enough to make him overly sensitive to anything related to him.

"I don’t know if you’re under an illusion or not, but it’s quite annoying to see from you. Stop consumed by your excessive fear, Zeraxion. Leysha is my wife, a maid from the Vermillion family who has risen to the rank of a high-ranking healer mage. Believe me, she has no relationship with King Victor Dragomir. Stop hallucinating, Zeraxion. Control yourself!" I scolded him harshly, making Zeraxion flinch and lower his head.

Leysha stared at me and Zeraxion with a mixture of confusion and surprise, realizing that Zeraxion seemed terrified of her.

I took two steps back, giving Zeraxion space to catch his breath and calm down for a few minutes.

I took Leysha’s hand, who was beside me, to show her that she wasn’t the woman he imagined she was to fear.

"...instead of imagining something full of bad hallucinations, you’d better remember that you’re free now, Zeraxion. It’s time for you to focus on our alliance. Stop being afraid of King Victor Dragomir. Rise up and fight back against King Victor Dragomir, who took away your freedom!" I exclaimed firmly, showing the Black Star in my right palm.

’WOOSHH!’

A flash of black flame from the Black Star shot out briefly, unleashing a magical black aura that was ready to carve a new vow between Zeraxion and me.

Zeraxion’s initially blank and nervous gaze slowly transformed into a calm one when he saw the black flame of my Black Star.

He got up from his chair and took a step forward, his body still swaying.

I saw his face was still conflicted, but in the end, he knelt down in front of me and Leysha.

"...before this vow binds us, I just want to make sure that the risk I mentioned earlier isn’t zero. You are indeed a powerful wizard and can be a counterbalance to the dominance of King Victor Dragomir, Atreus Vermillion. But history always tells us that the strongest men are not defeated by their enemies, but by those closest to them," said Zeraxion.

"Thanks for reminding me...but I still believe in Leysha. And that is what you should do, because without Leysha’s help, you will be imprisoned forever under King Victor Dragomir’s control. This vow isn’t a new chain for you, but a strong alliance for true freedom for both of us," I replied firmly.

Zeraxion pondered for a moment, hearing my firmness.

A few minutes later, he lowered his face, kneeling fully before me.

"History seems to be repeating itself...no wonder Lord Vermillion appeared in the midst of my illusion..." Zeraxion muttered.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Lord Vermillion’s intervention back then wasn’t simply to save you, but to test you, Atreus Vermillion. And I have to admit, you’re worthy enough to pass Lord Vermillion’s test. In the end... time is relative. The ’Atreus’ of this world and the ’Atreus Vermillion’ of the magical world are the same Atreus, and you’ve proven that to me."

"Oh... don’t tell me Lord Vermillion had planned this too, Zeraxion..."

"Lord Vermillion had foreseen Vermillion’s dark future, and the only way to awaken from his slump was to place the burden of that future on his son, which is you, Atreus Vermillion. King Victor Dragomir knew that the resistance of golems and dragons would continue as long as Vermillion existed in this world or the magical world, so he sent Ulrich Aurelius to bring you down. Ulrich was ordered to reduce you to a useless man in this world so that you could not awaken to your full potential as Atreus Vermillion."

I was silent for a moment, digesting all of Zeraxion’s explanation, which left me quite shocked because it all turned out to be related to the eternal feud between Vermillion and Dragomir.

"So... I am the chosen boy?" I asked after a few minutes’ pause.

"You are not the chosen boy... but you are the boy who chose to fight the destiny of King Victor Dragomir’s domination. Lord Vermillion made a gamble to change his bleak future, and that bet is now in your hands. You will change the destiny and order shaped by King Victor Dragomir’s domination. That spirit of change and defiance of destiny is the spirit of dragons, and I rarely see such a spirit among humans, for they are weak, fearful, and lazy. As the boy who fought against destiny, you have my full trust, Atreus Vermillion."

"WOOSHH...!"

The black flames on my right hand’s Black Star immediately flared even more intensely, and I could feel my magic power increasing rapidly.

Even my time and dimension spell had leveled up, allowing me to perform illusion magic, one of the most powerful variants of time and dimension spells.

If I remember correctly, I once read in Lord Vermillion’s notebook that only a handful of wizards could use illusion magic because it was quite dangerous.

Azalea Aurelius was one of those wizards, but my illusion magic was far more powerful than hers, as it could alter the time and dimension of those affected by it without their knowledge.

In real warfare, this illusion magic might not be used very often.

But for political warfare, this illusion magic would be the key to my victory.

"Good. This is what I expect from you, Zeraxion. So... are you going to the wizarding world?"

"...I will be spending my time here for a while, Lord Atreus."

’WOOOOSSHHH!’

A blackish-purple aura emanated from Zeraxion’s body, and the dimensional space that formed a library filled with bookshelves and tomes.

Zeraxion seemed to be a chill dragon who enjoyed spending his time in a place filled with knowledge, a stark contrast to The Great Wyvern, who was wild, unruly, and truly yearned for freedom.

"With your improved time and dimension spells, you can summon me if you need help in the magical world or this world," Zeraxion continued to explain.

"Heh... I thought you were similar to The Great Wyvern... I mean, you also want King Bahamut to be free in the magical world. But it seems you have your own way of doing that, Zeraxion. Don’t worry... I’ll definitely summon you if I need your help," I said calmly.

"...regarding King Bahamut, I understand you must be worried about Archer Aurelius’s multiple guards. But I commend you for successfully seizing Golden Mountain Aaren in silence. If I may make a suggestion, it would be best for you to begin moving towards the Secret Heaven’s Hill, where King Bahamut’s wings are sealed."

The Secret Heaven’s Hill... a place I had just heard about.

"Give me a reason why you don’t suggest I target King Bahamut’s head..." I challenged his argument.

"...because Duke Archer Aurelius is focused on King Bahamut’s head, my lord. Whoever seizes King Bahamut’s head will awaken King Bahamut."

Well, that explains why Duke Archer only briefly surveyed King Bahamut’s sealed body and wings without much scrutiny.

"Interesting information...but for now, take me to the Golden Mountain Aaren palace. There is a woman I must heal," I requested.

"As you wish, my lord..."

Zeraxion activated his teleportation power, breaking through the path between this world and the magical world.

Many things had happened in my world full of bad memories, but I had managed to reach all the trauma.

I held Leysha’s hand tightly, and she smiled at me.

Perhaps she was happy to finally be able to return home.

"I’m glad we managed to achieve a great step towards our further victory, defeating King Victor Dragomir, Baron Atreus. Don’t worry... I will definitely heal Baroness Sheiza with this Angel’s Tear pendant of mine..." Leysha said, showing me her angel’s tear necklace, which radiated a magical blue-white light.

I was quite touched by her praise.

Leysha truly was like an angel descended from heaven, lifting me from the abyss of darkness to achieve my glory by fighting my terrible destiny.

And a few seconds later, the world suddenly shone brightly.

I no longer felt like I was standing on the ground.

Leysha and I floated into the magical world.

In a matter of seconds, Leysha and I landed on the red carpet of the throne room, lined with golden floors and walls—a common sight in Aaren’s golden palace.

At first, I wanted to take a deep breath, as it seemed like it had been a while since I’d been back here.

But the suffocating smell of blood that filled my nose made me change my mind.

My eyes widened as I saw the woman in the magnificent gown lying limp with a stab wound in her stomach.

Her blood was slowly trickling down her stomach, and her face was growing paler due to the severity of the wound.

Azalea Aurelius lay limp and helpless with the stab wound.

"AZALEA...!