Dark Warlock in the Apocalypse

Chapter 91 The egg shattered

"...!"

The crack was too large to miss. Startled, Justin stepped back, but unlike before, the egg continued to break apart. Crack, crack, snap! A part of the egg shattered as something wriggled out. A small, squirming appendage resembling the forelimb of a reptile emerged. As the small forelimb flailed about wildly, the egg began to crumble more rapidly.

Snap, crackle, smash.

Soon, a head, arms, and legs broke through, and the egg finally collapsed entirely. Only the bottom portion of the egg remained, like a small stand. Sitting on top of it was a tiny baby dragon.

"Kyururuk."

The dark little dragon let out a cute sound as it looked up at him. Despite being a reptile, it had an oddly cute appearance.

'They did say it would already recognize me as its master,' Justin thought, swallowing nervously as he extended his finger towards it.

The baby dragon blinked its eyes and rubbed its cheek against his finger. It was clear that the dragon recognized him as its parent.

"Kyiiik!"

The baby dragon let out a happy cry as he gently stroked its head.

After a moment of bonding, he left the dragon alone for a while and stepped outside, shouting, "The dragon's hatched!"

"...!"

Hearing his words, his resting companions threw open their doors and rushed out.

"A dragon! It's a real dragon!"

"Since it's a baby, it's still pretty small."

Everyone gathered at Justin's house, eager to see the baby dragon. Despite being surrounded by unfamiliar faces right after hatching, the little dragon seemed unbothered. In fact, it even flopped down, looking indifferent, as if it were bored.

Derek reached out his hand toward the creature.

"Come here, little guy... Whoa!"

"Kyaaak!"

Snap!

Derek recoiled immediately as the dragon snapped at him, almost biting down hard on his hand. The sound of its jaws snapping shut could be heard in the air.

"B-boss, this thing's way too aggressive!" Derek said nervously, pulling back.

"Really? It's nice to me, though," Justin replied.

"Why is it licking me so much?" Rachel asked, bewildered.

"I have a theory, though it's just a guess," Ethan said.

"What's your theory?" Justin asked.

"In ancient myths and legends, there's often mention of evil dragons favoring the tender flesh of young maidens."

"...."

A heavy silence fell over the group as the dragon continued licking Rachel's hand. Now that they looked closer, it did seem more like the dragon was sampling some tasty food rather than showing affection.

"Kyuruk! Chuurr!"

"O-oppa, this thing is scaring me," Rachel said, her voice trembling slightly.

Justin let out a grimly smile. "Looks like we'll need to be cautious while raising it."

The black dragon was fierce to anyone else, but with Justin, it was as docile as a puppy. Before long, the baby dragon clambered onto his shoulder and perched there comfortably. Although it would probably outgrow that spot in time, for now, it wasn't much of a burden to carry around.

Deciding to keep the dragon with him, Justin gave it the most important thing—its name.

"Your name is Fafnir. How does that sound?"

"Kyiiik!" The baby dragon let out a pleased cry when Justin named it after the legendary dragon from Norse mythology.

Watching this, Derek grumbled under his breath.

"Isn't that name a bit too grand? Just calling it 'Drako' (a simple term for dragon) would be enough."

"Kyaaak!"

"It doesn't seem to like that," Derek remarked as Fafnir growled in response.

"Can it really understand us?" Derek blinked in surprise at Fafnir's reaction.

Well, considering it's a dragon, it wouldn't be too surprising if it could understand human speech.

After naming the dragon, Justin decided to visit the store to find some food for Fafnir. As soon as the merchant NPC, Algrim, saw the dragon, he let out a startled cry.

"A dragon!? By the gods, you've acquired a dragon!?"

"It just happened somehow. Do you know what kind of food this little one needs?"

"Black dragons will eat any kind of meat. But they don't eat anything other than meat," Algrim explained, smiling without a hint of discomfort despite Justin's now informal speech since becoming a lord.