My Girlfriend Returned as a Dragon - Chapter 60

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◈ My Girlfriend Returned as a Dragon ◈

Chapter 60: Oppa, Run.

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Even after experiencing it so many times, it was still a sensation she had not grown used to.

Her entire body tingled and trembled as Sia’s heart began beating irregularly.

The rampages had gradually become less frequent over time, happening only once every few decades, so she had not thought much of them.

To think signs of one would appear at a time like this.

‘The last time I rampaged...’

Had it been sixty or seventy years ago?

Come to think of it, it would not have been strange for another rampage to begin around now. She had been far too complacent.

But that was not the only thing she had taken too lightly.

She should have told Minjun about her rampages long ago. At the very least, when she had told him today, she should have explained the symptoms and how to deal with them in detail.

She had avoided going into detail because she had been embarrassed to describe the symptoms directly to Minjun.

But she should not have done that.

Once she began rampaging, she would fire off magic as though someone were controlling her.

A dragon losing control and unleashing magic indiscriminately.

Even hearing it said aloud, it was nothing short of a disaster. And in reality, that was exactly what it was.

The reason no one had been hurt during her past rampages was because other dragons had helped her each time.

An ancient dragon around Rokan’s age could easily control the magic she indiscriminately unleashed while rampaging.

Even during her last rampage, three other adult dragons had worked together to keep her uncontrolled magic from escaping her lair. That was why it had ended without serious damage.

But what about now?

If they had been outside the Dungeon Gate, she could have used telepathy to ask Rokan for help. Or she could have used the ring Minjun wore to send him somewhere safe.

The dragons settled on Earth might have sensed her unstable aura and come to administer emergency aid.

But inside the Gate, none of those options were possible.

This place was a space in a dimension entirely separate from Earth.

She could not teleport across dimensions to Rokan, use a Teleport artifact to leave, or have other dragons sense her aura.

That left only one option.

Before her rampage began, Minjun had to quickly pass through the portal and tell Rokan what was happening.

It might have seemed like a simple problem, but Sia knew what was about to happen. She knew it would not be easy at all.

“Oppa, run.”

“...What?”

Only moments ago, they had been quietly talking together.

Now Sia suddenly furrowed her brow and told him to run. Minjun could only be confused.

But when Sia shouted again at the top of her lungs,

“Go get Grandfather!”

Minjun had not understood the seriousness of the situation at first, but her desperate cry quickly made him realize what was happening.

A chill ran down his spine as he sprinted toward the portal without a moment of hesitation.

If it had been a problem he could handle, that would have been one thing. But he could immediately tell this was beyond him.

But it was too late.

The rampage began as soon as she finished speaking.

Crackle, crackle.

Mana began discharging from her body as if electricity were sparking.

Minjun hurriedly twisted away, but this was only the beginning.

“Please, oppa, get away...”

Once the rampage began, even forcing out a single word became difficult.

She had to squeeze out every bit of strength she had just to speak even one syllable.

Minjun had rolled awkwardly while dodging and clutched his knee as he looked toward the portal.

But.

It was already too late.

Most of the magic Sia was blindly unleashing was falling in the direction of the portal.

Sia clenched her teeth and tried to control the spells through sheer force of will, but they would not obey her.

Some of the spells flying everywhere headed toward Minjun.

One relatively weak Magic Missile grazed his collar.

“Ugh...!”

It had only barely touched him, yet the pain was this intense.

Minjun could not control Sia, and even weaving through the storm of magic to reach the portal was not easy.

Sia knew that terrible fact as well. Tears were already streaming down her face as she looked at Minjun.

Today might be the last day they would ever spend together.

A horrifying thought she had never imagined, no, one she never wanted to imagine, came to mind.

“O... ppa...”

She still could not speak properly, and the pain throughout her body was worse than usual.

The only thing she could do was cling to her senses and keep her magic from reaching the dungeon exit.

Perhaps the pain was the side effect of desperately forcing that control.

But no matter how hard she tried to control the situation, it would not go the way she wanted.

Just as it never had before.

“Sia! Sia!”

Minjun desperately called her name, but no matter how much he shouted, she was in no state to come to her senses.

Minjun had only two choices.

Hold out until Sia’s rampage ended, or run as far away as possible.

But he could not simply run.

Once the time they were allowed to spend together ran out, Minjun might be affected by Sia’s aura and collapse unconscious again, just like before.

He had been with Sia for about three and a half hours, which meant he had only a little over an hour left.

No, perhaps even less than that.

Because Sia was rampaging, her own aura was being exposed more strongly than usual.

That would inevitably shorten the time Minjun could remain in the same space as her.

‘I need to think this through.’

Should he run as far away as possible? Somehow break through that magic and reach the exit portal? Or find another way to escape the dungeon?

In Minjun’s view, none of those options was the answer.

Even if he ran far away, there was no guarantee he would be free from the effects of her aura.

Considering all the variables, it was not a safe choice.

The closest thing to an answer was somehow taking the portal.

While barely dodging the spells flying toward him, Minjun opened his subspace.

He took out the Dragon Bone Sword first. Then he pulled out every artifact he could get his hands on that might be useful.

As he knocked away the incoming spells, Minjun used every kind of artifact on Sia.

Mana nullification, binding, status ailment healing, even artifacts imbued with Sleep magic.

But her condition did not improve much.

She was a dragon, after all. No matter how many times he used things like these, they could not possibly have much effect.

Even if he forced himself to charge toward the portal, there was no guarantee he would reach it safely.

Getting injured was inevitable. He might even die.

Still, it was time to make a decision.

“Sia, just trust oppa. I’ll find a way.”

He had to escape somehow and ask Rokan for help.

For both Sia and himself.

Minjun reached toward his subspace.

If he took out every artifact he had here and armed himself, perhaps he could force his way out.

But.

“...What? Why won’t it open?”

For some reason, his subspace would not open.

It was just like when he had encountered the villains before, when an artifact they possessed had prevented him from opening his subspace.

As Minjun panicked, Sia met his eyes and moved her lips.

He could tell she was trying to say something, but the explosions erupting from her indiscriminate magic made it impossible for him to hear her clearly.

‘Could it be?’

Had one of the spells Sia unleashed while out of control blocked the opening and closing of his subspace?

Nothing was certain.

But the issue was not why it would not open. The problem was that it could not be opened at all.

That left him with no choice.

“I have to stop her.”

Instead of fleeing from the magic, Minjun decided to use Dragon Speech to stop Sia, even if only briefly.

This was the very place where he had first succeeded in speaking Dragon Speech.

The situation was different now, and after speaking Dragon Speech back then, he had been bedridden for several days because of the backlash.

Still, if the environment was the same, there was no reason it could not work again.

His body was already far from normal after being struck by spells he had failed to dodge. Unlike last time, one wrong move could really kill him.

And comparing the wyvern and soldiers he had faced then to Sia was absurd.

‘Still, I have to do this.’

No matter how slim the odds of success were.

This was the only way.

He had to survive, fulfill his goal of becoming a dragon, and hold the wedding with Sia that they had dreamed of so dearly.

His determination burned stronger than ever as Minjun bit down hard on his lip.

Those who seek death shall live, and those who seek life shall die.

With the desperate resolve that he did not care if he died here, Minjun attempted Dragon Speech.

[Stop.]

His target was only Sia’s rampage.

He wanted to ease her suffering, even a little.

He wanted their miraculous reunion not to end in a sad ending so painful it would tear their hearts apart.

When Minjun attempted Dragon Speech, Sia’s face filled with alarm.

Minjun assumed she was shocked because he had gambled on using Dragon Speech, but that was not the reason.

She had instinctively realized that her Polymorph would soon be forcibly undone, revealing her true form.

She was embarrassed by the thought of showing Minjun her true appearance, but that was not the issue now.

If she returned to her true form, the magic and Dragon Speech she unleashed would become much more powerful than they were now.

Even now, she was barely holding on through superhuman willpower. Sia was not confident that she could maintain enough control not to hurt Minjun if she returned to her true form.

But Sia could instinctively sense it.

There was not much time left before her human form came undone.

If Minjun’s Dragon Speech could succeed before then.

If it could stop her rampage, even for just a moment.

“Aaaah!”

Overwhelmed by the agony consuming her body, she screamed.

Red lights began gathering around her.

It was a sign that she would soon lose all restraint, her Polymorph would be undone, and she would manifest in her true form.

[Please, please stop!]

His vision gradually began to darken.

Even so, Minjun shouted again and again until his throat was hoarse.

[Stop, stop, stop!]