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The rage rose in me and I thought about role-playing buffs and magic. I thought about shields and suddenly a blue aura enveloped me and I felt my scales and skin get stronger.

Then strength and power and speed rushed through me and I was ready. I was supposed to save or finish off the kid, but just as I was mixing it up, the dragon caught the screaming kid in his mouth and bit him in half: YOU WILL NOT EAT HIM HERE, IT'S MY PREY AND IT'S MY TERRITORY! GET OUT!

GRROOOAAAAAAR did I and I rushed at the dragon. The impact was terrible and several trees fell to the ground.

I was accelerating so fast that I moved on the spot like a pogona on the floor without advancing. It was hilarious. But It was far from laughing!

The black dragon was surprised by my abnormal strength and tried to bite me and with my hands - paws his jaw in the open position - and I opened. He struggled and tried to scratch but his claws were not sharp enough and they slipped over mine. He gave me violent blows with his tail ending in a club and I did the same but I had a sting and like a scorpion I stuck it in his chest and a few moments later he spat out his venom towards me but it slipped on my magic shield and he breathed his last.

The children screamed and shouted and some were horribly injured.

Groooaaar made them shut up and told them, I have come to save you. I am a nice dragon. I don't eat human flesh and I am an 11 year old child like you! my name is Mark. But the children were in a state of shock and did not listen, more, desperate, resigned, hurt.

My God, what a monster! Ah yes, salt! I need salt!

The children saw me move away and some of them took advantage of the situation to save themselves. But they had to go through me.

Determined to die, two of them ran and passed in front of me, astonished that I did not react or try to catch them. They did not try their luck twice.

I filled 2 huge buckets with salt by scraping the wall and then I picked up the injured children and laid them on my back, some on their stomachs, others on horseback. I finished on foot and passed the 2 runaways without paying attention. They thought I was going to trap them but I did not, so I went past them and rushed into the big room.

I cleaned the wounds of the children and those who were bleeding I tried minor care as in my role-playing games and miraculously the wounds closed.

But I plated the cuts with honey and prepared a hot bath in an old wooden tine.

The children became colored again and all began to cry.

There was bread, honey and cooked meat and a little salt.

Some children came to caress me and asked me why I had saved them. To fatten them up and eat them later?

I told them that a month ago I was like them and I ended up like a dragon. I will never eat the children and my name is Mark.

I hide from the men because I am afraid of being killed, but since I saw the carnage of the other fat one, I feel a little reassured!

A minimum of contact is enough for me! A little barter and a few friends to kill time is fine with me.

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The two fugitives arrived at the door and shouted: "Help, help open, There are dragons outside, they ate our friends and family, we have nowhere else to go, it's raining and it's cold! Please open!"

I shouted: "On the other side of the door", through the murderer, "wait!, I'll unlock the door and when you have entered, close the door and put the hinge on."

The Children opened, or rather half-opened the big door and closed it again and then put the big beam back in place, the hinge.

As soon as the doors closed, I opened the two doors to the cave under the tower.

Horror! The Dragon. The children saw the other children in the straw and around the fire and others sitting at the table eating.

Hunger overcame the terror and the children ran behind me, trapped. They were crying and I went to lie down by the fire, the fire between me and the children.

I watched the sad sight of the abused children almost naked and then I said to them:

"You are at home here, no one will hurt you. There's food, it's not much but it's all I could find in the forest. I don't know how to make bread well, I'm sorry it looks more like stone and I don't have any milk. I wouldn't know how to milk a cow. She would die of fright or her milk would turn when I milked her and I might keep the udder between my claws. I'm sorry."

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"Those who want to leave, can leave, I'm not holding anyone back. But keep it a secret. No one must find out that I am a dragon. I beg of you. I won't blame you if you are questioned. You are children like me.

I would like to have milk and sugar and we could make cakes, but my legs are too big."

I also started to cry, joining the symphony of the bruised children.

A little girl stood up and hugged me with her little head against my cheek and said. "Thank you Marc, you are a sweet dragon. We owe you our lives."

Another said thank you and then another and then another and another and another and all said thank you Marc, you saved us and healed us.

"What was the name of the poor man who was killed in front of me, I cry just thinking about it! Tomorrow, as soon as the weather is nice, we'll go and bury him together, OK?"

The girl tells me his name was Daniel.

We all went together near the salt mine and I dug a huge hole and put the children's bodies in it. We took some stones and I engraved the names of those who were known.

I buried about a hundred people. I found carts and they tied the cart to me and filled it with swords, halberd arrows, armor, and looted the den of the black monster. Everything was brought back to the castle and they carried its carcass to a hole and took its skin, rolled it with its scales on it and put its head in a cart. Then the carcass was set on fire. The children helped me a lot and Aurélie came to her senses in the cave. Another little girl stayed by her side to put the ice water on her head and the little one showed her how to make it cold.

"My name is Emilie and Mark saved us from a bad dragon."

Aurelie: And where is Mark?

Emilie: He went to bury the children and the people that the dragon killed. He killed the dragon with one blow! He stung the dragon that had just eaten Daniel with his big tail. And the black dragon died in one blow."

Aurelie:" Big tail? how?"

Emily:" You didn't know? Marc is a nice dragon!"

Aurelie: !!! " A nice dragon? But that doesn't exist!"

Émile:" Wait, they're coming back!"

The big door opened and I entered, with the large cargo, enough to arm an entire garrison.

I took off my harness and pushed the cart into the backyard and the children climbed on my back to greet Aurelie:

"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

A dragooonnn!"

I was waiting for her to calm down and some kids on crutches saw her and said: "You see Mark has killed the bad black dragon!"

Aurélie said to Emily:"My parents were devoured by a black dragon that looked like you. Maybe you ate them!"

Me: "Listen Aurélie, I told you that I didn't want to show myself but Henri and Juliette left you here, dying and I took care of you. I brought down your fever, fed you and warmed you.

All I ask is that you smile and be a happy little girl. I am 11 years old and I am the same age as you except I have a dragon body here and I am almost an adult with a child inside. I just work to survive but I wish I could play with all of you. I am alone in the world and I have only you..."

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"Give me a chance!..

This is your home but if you want to leave you can leave. There are 2 carts. Take one and a cow and go to the village of your choice. You are free or you can wait for Henri and Juliette when they come back.

It's up to you but keep the secret that I am a dragon. I don't want to fight against soldiers, I might hurt them or worse. I don't want to make more orphans. Life is hard enough as it is!

You can come here or settle down in the hostel but if we made a guard house all together? we would put on the armor. If you find something you like, take it for yourself."

We went back to the dragon's lair and all sorts of trinkets were lying around and we brought back a real treasure.

Then the children said wow, lots of gold coins, we're rich!

Me: "Yes and no. This money is for you but we're not going to spend it foolishly.

You need clothes and you need a carpenter, beds and rooms. Everything is expensive and to start your life you will need this money. We are going to polish and repair the armour and swords and make an armoury. We are going to restart the forge and the inn!"

OUIII said the children. And then we must officially buy the castle! so we won't be chased out of our home! All this costs money. And if someone comes to steal it from us, we'll go back to square one.