< 306. Decisive Battle (13) >
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“Dragon King…!”
Ronan exclaimed. It was a face I hadn’t seen in a long time. It was the Dragon King Ajidahaka who was entrusted with the task of protecting Drimoore after the Lord of Adren was reborn.
Even though the golden body was covered with scars it still did not lose its shine. The two heads of the Dragon King focused on him and opened their mouths at the same time.
【It’s been a while-】
【I am the child who saved the dragon city.】
His strange speaking habits were still there. As his left head began to rhyme his right head spoke. Ronan who had been dumbfounded chuckled.
“…You came quickly. “You even look healthy.”
He honestly thought they had all been killed by the giants a long time ago. He was too late and no matter how fluid he was told to be the number of giants was too many. The left side of his head raised an eyebrow.
【Sorry for being late-】
【I was just cleaning up after myself.】
The Dragon King explained that he was late because he had to gather resistance forces and rescue Navarre. Now that I think about it I was wondering how he found out the location of Navarre which even Ade Shan had not found yet. Ronan shook his head.
“I’m thankful just for coming. But how did you find Navardose?”
【It was truly heavenly luck. Someone you know well…】
The Dragon King was about to answer a question. Kwaaaaaaaaaa! A roar as if mountains collided rang out from the spot where Navardoje and the King of Giants fell. As I lowered my head I could see the king and Navarreau engaged in a barbaric melee.
【Go away now you monster!】
『How dare an immortal from an inferior race…!』
It was an overwhelming sight just to see. Navarre’s teeth were flashing and red and blue blood was spattering every time the king who had let go of his great sword swung his fist. The giants who were attacking the allied forces changed course one by one trying to help the king.
【…I guess-】
【I think we should deal with that first.】
“I agree.”
After hearing the Dragon King’s words Ronan nodded his head. It was a trivial explanation that I could listen to later. A loud cry shook the night sky.
【I say it! Everyone from Drimoor must obey my orders!】
【Kill the dirty intruders and prevent the end of the world!】
Then golden wings that were a thousand meters wide spread out as if exploding. Hahaha! A fierce wind tore the clouds apart. Hundreds of dragons appeared behind the white sea that covered the sky.
【Kraralara-!】
【Hahaha it’s a suitable place to live a long life!】
The roar echoed. It really seemed like everyone came together. The dragons led by the Dragon King began to descend all at once.
It was a sight as if the sky was falling. The panicked giants threw spears of light but after going through a fight with Duaru they were not shot down as easily as before.
『That movement…』
【Did you think we would just suffer?】
【You monsters!】
Perplexity appeared on the giants’ faces. The Allied forces on the ground and the dragon army coming down from the air began to crush them acting as hammers and anvils. Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind Ronan.
【Ronan. I was indebted to you before.】
“you….”
Ronan turned his head. A dragon whose entire body was pure white was looking down at him. Silver-white scales made of metal. It was Naransonia the iron dragon who was the Dragon King’s closest confidant.
【I just received news about your sister. Somehow most of them tasted good. We will also send reinforcements.】
“thanks. I guess the general delivered it to me. But your wings…”
Ronan suddenly saw Sonia’s wings and narrowed his eyes at her. The wings that had been torn off during the fight with the giant Doaru had sprouted again.
Come to think of it the Dragon King’s left hind leg was also back in good condition. I was in the midst of wondering whether even a dragon could regenerate like this. A young man popped his head out from above Sonia’s back.
“Isn’t it surprising? “I think it was really well made.”
“Eight it’s a fucking surprise.”
Ronan surprised by the sudden appearance cursed. What is that bastard riding over there? The young man who was looking at Ronan burst into laughter.
“Hahaha I’m scared. “Even though he’s such a bastard he has a cute side.”
“What are you?”
“Could it be that you don’t remember? “This is disappointing.”
The young man chuckled as if he was dumbfounded. The strangely irritating look on the top somehow looked familiar. The savior who was looking up at them from the ground widened his eyes.
“Alibrihe?”
“…saver.”
The young man who made eye contact with the savior avoided his gaze. It was the expression of someone who was feeling some sort of remorse. Ronan raised his eyebrows when he heard the name Alibrihe.
A master of prosthetic hand making and one of Nebula Clazier’s elders. It was a black dragon that we met and parted ways with in Adren.
Now that I think about it the Alibrihe I saw in the savior’s memory took on the same youthful appearance as he does now. She was just giving off the appearance of an old man with her polymorph but that’s what I saw. The savior who was staring at him spoke.
“Nice to meet you. “Friend.”
“…don’t call me that. “How dare I have the shame to call you my friend.”
Alibrihe twisted his lips. Unlike Elthea she seemed to feel remorse over the fact that she had cooperated with Nebula Clazier for a long time. The savior continued speaking regardless.
“Why should we avoid the rain? “Did you free Navardose?”
“…Well that’s right. “The sealing stone that Abel used was originally designed and made by me.”
Alibrihe hesitated. He is also a genius inventor and it is said that he once created a magic tool that could seal even the most powerful being under Abel’s orders.
“A lot of materials that could never be obtained again were used. “It was the greatest masterpiece of my life… I never thought it would be used to seal the Mother of Fire.”
“Are you saying it wasn’t originally intended for that purpose?”
“I don’t know the details but it’s probably true. “Because Abel didn’t even see Navardose as a variable in the first place… Is Abel dead?”
“maybe. “To be honest I don’t know.”
The savior narrowed his brows. Alibrihe tilted his head in response to the ambiguous answer. If you’re dead you’re dead. What does “maybe” even mean?
“Well you just have to check it out gradually. “That…Cain.”
“But why?”
“…I’m sorry. really.”
Ali Bryhe bowed his head. It was a statement that conveyed a lot of regret. The savior smiled slightly and raised his hand as if he was okay.
Ronan deliberately didn’t say anything. Whether it’s a monster or a dragon that drank the blood of a giant the pride of all males is the same. Before long Alibrihe raised his head and laughed.
“Haha… By the way this is the first time I’ve seen such a mess in my life.”
The world was so scary and noisy everywhere that there was nowhere to focus your eyes. I haven’t seen anything like this since I hatched. Even though she had been informed of the situation in advance she could not help but be shocked.
Flames were rising from various parts of the headquarters which boasted of being impregnable. An unknown storm was roaring around the top of the castle tower.
Nebula Clazie’s destruction was just around the corner. No matter what she did she would never be able to defeat Abel she thought and there was no hope but she was sure that people would do it.
‘They really protect it.’
Ali Bryghe was so overcome with emotion that she clenched her fists. Ronan who looked back and forth between him and her savior opened his mouth.
“You didn’t say you would remain a bystander?”
“…You don’t even give me time to be impressed. “I was going to do that but I changed my mind.”
“Why suddenly?”
“Seeing you and your friends gave me hope. “It’s a good idea but I keep getting this bad thought that I might be able to do it.”
Alibrihe grumbled. He is said to have created artificial bodies for the Dragon King’s legs and Naransonia’s wings as well as for all other crippled dragons.
“That’s good.”
Ronan grinned. The situation is much better than before.
It was no exaggeration to say that the legions led by Navardose and the Dragon King were the most powerful force on this planet. Ronan took a deep breath and spoke.
“good. “Then let’s finish this quickly.”
Alibrihe answered with a smile. At the same time Ronan who activated his aura climbed onto Naransonia’s back.
The fluttering wings folded as if they were sticking to the body. Quaaaaa! The fastest dragon in Adren began diving towards the king of giants.
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【Hahaha! I am the strongest!】
【Khehe kehehehe!】
bang! Quang! The dragons fell into a happy dream one by one. The dragons that giggled despite their broken bones were all troops sent to capture Iril. Her abilities broke the minds of even the most powerful races in the world.
“Ahahaha… so shall we play there?”
Iril was still walking around her battlefield laughing brightly. It was difficult to catch her because she walked unreasonably fast. In her skies her dragon squadrons pursued her and on her land her Ade Shan-controlled allied forces pursued her.
[Don’t let down your guard and keep a certain distance!]
Ade Shan she shouted in full voice. She took her eyes off the king for a moment and focused on Iril.
Whoa! The dragons that were blindly chasing Iril flew into the air. They cursed as they watched their compatriots being idiots in real time.
【Damn it what kind of ability is that?! That smart Ulfrancita has turned into a complete idiot!】
【It’s annoying but can’t I just burn it?】
“I’m serious about this but you’d better never say that again.”
Ade Shan gave her a stern warning. Fortunately when Ronan’s name was mentioned the dragons became obedient without any complaints. They knew who killed Duaru and saved Adren.
【I get it. okay. You just have to do what you’re told!】
At that time one of the chaser dragons activated magic. As soon as his horn flashed huge rock walls rose up around Iril. Grumble! A wall each measuring 10 meters high completely blocked her escape route.
[Encircle now!]
She commanded Adeshan who seized the opportunity. The soldiers chasing Iril nearby rushed in.
Their minds were taken over and they faithfully performed their roles even though they were laughing stupidly. Adeshan saw them jumping inside the rock wall and asked the savior.
“Are you sure you’ll get better if you drink this?”
In her hand was a small glass bottle. Red liquid was oozing from inside. It was the blood that the savior drew from near the heart.
“okay. Probably so. “I don’t know what method her foolish brother used but it was probably a curse.”
“All right. Fortunately the solution itself is quite simple.”
Adeshan breathed a sigh of relief. I was wondering if there was no way to knock him out or imprison him somewhere but it seemed like there was no need to do such rough things.
Now I was wondering how to give her medicine as I was wandering around. Quaaaaang-! Suddenly an explosion occurred inside the rock wall surrounding Iril.
“what?!”
Ade Shan and the Savior simultaneously turned their heads. All sides of the siege wall had collapsed and was spewing out dust. Adeshan bit his lower lip after looking at the neat cross section.
“…It must be harder than you think.”
All of the deployed personnel had fallen unconscious. Eventually a woman appeared above the scattered people. Iril looked around her and muttered in a trembling voice.
“Why are you doing this to us?”
“shit.”
She was Ade Shan she lamented. Iril with her eyes still closed held a long sword in her right hand. In the world beyond her eyelids she was desperately resisting the enemy who was trying to threaten her sister and her children.
“…Are you hallucinating? “No one was killed during that time.”
The savior muttered. Among the soldiers lying around some were cut or stabbed with swords but no one died.
‘Do we really have to use rough methods?’
Adeshan gritted his teeth. If things continued like this she would have to deploy more troops offensively. I feel really sorry for Ronan but she felt like Iril might get a little hurt.
She wanted to find another way but she couldn’t afford it. No matter how much she was it was not at all easy to manage both the troops opposing her giant and the pursuit team at the same time.
Adeshan had made a decision and was about to send a message. Someone’s voice was heard from not far away.
“I…I won’t do it.”
“what?”
I have heard that familiar voice throughout my four lives. Ade Shan turned her head and her eyes widened.
Schlieffen Sinivan de Grancia. The genius who had ascended to the position of the continent’s greatest sword despite all the variables was standing there covered in blood.
