Josh had always been the sort to act on whatever came to mind immediately, unless some irresistible force was preventing him from doing so.
Though that rat Voldemort posed no real threat to him at all, the fellow was still a deadly threat to the nobles of this world, especially those in this country. However, he was very clever. He knew he could not do it alone, so he turned that threat into an attraction.
As a result, a large number of nobles feared his strength while also being drawn to his ideas. They had even begun to believe that he would change the world, after which they, the aristocrats of the wizarding world, would rule it.
A clever fellow—that was Josh's assessment of him. Unfortunately, his cleverness made him confident, and then led him down the path of arrogance. Even while Dumbledore was still alive, he already believed himself invincible. Even after being caught off guard by the Potter couple, he merely thought he had been careless.
In another story, someone like that might have become an inspiring protagonist. Here, though, he was nothing more than an utterly detestable rat. Josh had never been mild-tempered, nor had he ever been particularly magnanimous. How could he possibly allow a rat to run wild in his own backyard?
The answer was, of course, no.
"So, you're finally going after that rat?"
Akathosh said with a yawn. Ever since returning to the Muya Continent and discovering there was no danger, he had become somewhat lazy. Or perhaps that was simply a dragon's nature. His son Hosdena was the same, hiding on his host and sleeping whenever there was nothing to do.
Naturally, in their words, they were cultivating. Josh found that utterly disdainful. So sleeping while using the magic power and Battle