Dragon Soar To The Sky (Rewrite)

Dragon Soar To The Sky (Rewrite)
Shady Places


When Vallen was inside the carriage, he looked out the window, and saw countless people waving, they were all happy.


"A City that is very lively, where its People feel happiness."


"That's right Mr. Vallen. The city is very prosperous, you can see all the smiles that emanate."


"It's a beautiful city."


(It's a pity that I didn't see this kind of sight in the border village, I hope the new Noble can take care of the welfare of the villages near the border.)


"Seeing from your current expression, is there anything you are worried about Mister?"


"That's... Yeah, I'm worried about them."


"They?"


"Ah, forget. This is my own talk."


"I'm sure the new Noble will be very good at maintaining trust, if that's what you're worried about."


"You're so good at guessing yes."


"There was one person who showed the same expression as you. Before he disappeared, at that time I became his personal coachman. And do you know? The thing he was worried about was also one, which was well-being."


"Who exactly is this person you mean?"


"Crown Prince of the 74th King Estora, Julius Alxandria."


(Is that Dad? Jesus, this man is my father's personal coachman.)


"I wonder where he is right now, this old man is eager to see him again."


"You don't have to worry, sir. The person you're referring to is, my own father."


The driver was surprised when he heard that. He seemed to have no idea if the person he was carrying at this time, was the biological child of the person he had served with all his heart.


"I'm so happy to hear that. This time, if my life will be taken away. I'm satisfied, because I can hear back."


"What has my father done to make you so loyal to him?"


"He was the savior of my life. At that time, I was a person from a suburban village, my family was in a very difficult situation. My wife is sick, my children are starving. As the head of the family, of course, it is my duty to meet the needs of the family. However, we are in debt everywhere. Until then, I was at the lowest point in my life. I finally joined a bandit neighborhood. The work paid off, thanks to which I was able to buy medicine for my wife, my children were able to eat with fullness."


"You were a former bandit?"


"That's right. Dirty jobs, like stealing, robbing people's cars on the street. All that I ever did was until a feeling of guilt arose, when I wanted to stop, the bandits took my family hostage, I had no choice but to obey their wishes. Until I meet him."


"What happened after that?"


"My dad? How's he..."


"He was your age at the time. More or less like this story..."


...


..


"Dangerous, the Royal army is approaching. Run... Run.."


"Whooa...."


The sound of screaming, the sound of sword-spouting, was heard everywhere. At that moment I could only run away. I saw a young man, gallantly riding on a galloping horse, and slashing all his enemies. And then he was in front of me. I resigned, and prepared to die. In my mind I said, is this punishment for all my actions?


But he didn't move a bit, then he got off his horse, and walked up to me.


"W-Why didn't you kill me? Please punish me, sir. However, I have a request, after I die. Please deliver this to my family..."


"Why should I?"


"That's right, surely you won't be willing to accept my request, after all I am a bad person, I like to steal, I make others suffer. Kill me sir, free me from these shackles."


"The bad guy huh? Did the bad guy bring such a sweet doll? Would a bad person confess his crime so easily? Does the wicked always embrace a medicine, and bread in his breast?"


"This is.."


"My words you are not a bad person. You're like someone asking for help."


"I'm the saddest person...."


My tears are unstoppable.


"Come with me..."


"Eh..? Why...?"


...


..


"After that, he gave me a job. He gave me a home for my family. Thanks to him, my children can go to school. Our lives are happy. And it's all thanks to your father who has given you a very comfortable shelter."


"So that's how it is?"


(Dad, how many stories have you lived?)