As Penelope had gone out and inspected for two days, most of them were servants of the Laurent aristocratic family having private meetings. Noah thought they would be interested in the dragon master, who had appeared overnight, and left them alone for a few days, but rather their interest had gradually increased. Even worse, today…

“Noah! Muell received all of these!”

The door slammed open and Muell came wobbling in with his arms filled with letters and gift boxes. About an hour ago, she had sent him out to go around the annex. Noah picked up a letter that had fallen next to his foot.

“Marquess Certes. How many letters were sent to this address? Muell, you don’t just eat food from a stranger. We eat together. Give them to me.”

Muell, who had jumped up to the sofa, flicked a chocolate cookie into Noah’s mouth. She looked through the letter against the backdrop of a long sigh presumed to belong to Penelope. It was all the same story.

“Congratulations on becoming a new dragon master! If you don’t mind, I’d like to attend a tea time or a party at your home sometime.”

Noah had never once received such profound attention back when she was wearing Eleonora’s body. As soon as she made a frown, Penelope decided to carefully say something:

“It doesn’t matter, Miss Noah… Compared to Baroness Asil, you— ahem, are much more, uh…”

“…less important?”

“Yes, that’s the word. Wait a— Miss Noah!! You aren’t less important! What I mean is Baroness Asil was such a dirty person!”

“Why are you so antsy? In the end, the truth is I am more easily approachable than Eleonora,” Noah said aloofly as she burned the letter. The high-quality paper disintegrated into a fine dust.

It is difficult to accept kindness and flattery dotted with all kinds of rhetoric as real. Their ultimate goal would be the dragon’s power.

However, if Adrian wanted the power of a pure dragon, the aristocrats were different in that they paid attention to the political power and status of the dragon master brought about by the existence of dragons.

Of course, Noah had no intention of showing off her power to Laurent’s powerful people or gently swaying them. This was because she felt close to a conviction that once she showed a gap, she would suffer endlessly.

As evidence, the letters sent to her maintained her close relationship with the Ministry of Magic, which had been led by Adrian up until not too long ago, and even now, the aristocratic forces supporting him were also included. If Adrian steps down, their position will narrow, so no doubt they must be appeasing her to use some strength.

It doesn’t matter how they try to seduce her. Because all she has to do is ignore them.

But it’s different if they tried to take advantage of Muell. Noah and Muell laughed together as she looked down at him stacking cookies in the palm of his hand.

Baby dragon. And the somewhat stupid-looking dragon master. To her, they were a great combination.

“…who seems like a sucker?”

“Noah, what is a sucker?”

“People who get allured by this kind of chocolate cookie and say ‘Just tell me. I’ll do everything for you!’ are called suckers, Muell.”

“Mmhmm. I see.”

How dare someone try to approach someone as dirty as Eleonora. Just as expected, do not present yourself as less important. Noah stood up after getting rid of all the other letters she hadn’t read. In fact, her efforts over these recent days were just a prelude to what will happen. She decided she was going to deal with Adrian, Eleonora, and those who dare lay an eye on Muell once and for all.

Now that the theoretical preparations were over, it was time to put it all into practice —starting with Eleonora.

Muell went up to the roof of the annex to sunbathe, and while Penelope cleaned up the remaining gift boxes, Noah entered the lab next to the office.

The door soundlessly locked behind her. And in an instant, the lights in the dark laboratory turned on.

…Will I do well? She looked at the platform in the middle of the lab in a disturbed mood. Above the glass platform, a red mineral as big as two fists was slowly rotating. The nucleus that contained Eleonora’s soul. If you lean in close to it, you can hear the faint, unstable sound of it pulsating.

After bringing that from Adrian’s study, the nucleus of the soul, which seemed to disappear completely within a few days, was barely hanging on by the magic power Muell had injected in it.

For this thing, where the light of life was fading, the dragon’s magic power will be the last rope. When Noah got close to it, the red nucleus started trembling. It seemed like it was begging for its life and would scream if Noah picked it up.

When she tapped on the glass surrounding it, it immediately turned foggy. The tremor inside the nucleus grew stronger. She muttered as she ran a finger over the mineral, “Just wait a little bit longer. I’ll take you out of here as you wish.”