Unadorned Sword
“Charge now!”
A white dragon and a blonde boy stopped right in front of the canyon.
Both of them were standing still, their shoulders shaking, as if they had seen something scary.
The only difference was that the boy was gritting his teeth and trying to force his head up, and Lindwurm was slowly backing away.
The paths of the two beings diverged at the crossroads of resistance and submission.
“from now on! “Knights, go forward!”
Bayezid’s knights rush out with Rutger’s urgent cry.
Since the prey was not caught in the trap, now was the only opportunity to clash swords.
“What a strange thing!”
Even the experienced Ramund could not help but curse as he watched Lindwurm stop just before success.
‘It’s them.’
There was no evidence, but I could feel it intuitively.
Rutger looked at the man standing behind him, his eyes filled with anger.
Mirshea looked at the boy with her arms crossed and calm eyes.
There was a truly satisfied smile on his face as he stood in the distance.
Ahhh-!
Lindwurm, the fastest dragon.
The dragon, which had wrapped its tail to avoid a world bigger than itself, quickly turned its head and was about to run towards the white snow field.
To the place where he ruled, beyond the reach of the huge world.
“Lord Volkov!”
At that moment, Rutger’s cry echoed throughout the canyon.
Volkov’s world is a world that sees far away.
His world, which he had refined to send sharp objects farther, began to reflect on the javelin.
“Where are you going to get out?”
A purple flash emanated from the fingertips of the heretical knight who chose to throw a spear rather than a sword.
So fast that an ordinary knight wouldn’t even be able to react.
Ahhh-!
But the timing was not good.
Lindwurm was terrified by the vast world before him and was on high alert for all types of threats coming his way.
Kwasik-!
That’s why I saw it before it fired and was able to dodge it before it reached me.
Using the fastest legs among the fallen dragon’s remnants.
“Holy shit!”
While Volkov quickly pulled out the javelin from the ground and prepared for the second strike, Rutger and Bayezid’s knights approached the white dragon.
“Buy time!”
It was Rutger who cut down even the Death Worm, famous for its hard shell, with a single sword.
However, it took time to expose the world deep inside his heart to the world.
Just like the boy bought time from the death worm that day.
“Hold on!”
“We have to block the way!”
While the knights used their whole bodies to buy time, Rutger quickly closed his left eye and flicked his sword with his fingers.
The familiar vibrations made him fall into a deeper world.
A purple flash shooting down from above.
Shining humans rushing towards you from below.
Until now, Lindwurm had lived without knowing that he was a noble dragon, but now that he knew about it, he felt unbearable anger when he saw the humans who dared attack him.
Ahhh-!
Lindwurm took a deep breath and roared louder than when he lunged at the boy.
The back of the white dragon’s neck swelled as if it were going to burst, as it was filled with anger with all its might, ignoring even defense.
“this!”
Ramund, who sensed the devastating blow that would come in a moment, quickly left the battlefield and ran towards the boy.
[Vlad! Come to your senses!]
“You bastard! “What are you doing here!”
“…….”
However, despite the voice and Ramund’s urging, Vlad only trembled and could not move easily.
Chat Noir, who was in contact with the boy’s world, was also caught in the spell of the blue eyes right in front of him and could not easily take his steps.
Others may not have known it, but the boy was trying to keep his head high against the huge world that was trying to swallow him up.
“…I don’t know what it is, but it’s weird.”
Ramund turned back to see the boy with his eyes wide open and deeply rooted.
If you cannot choose the best, you must choose the second best.
And the good of the retired knight was the boy who would take responsibility for the future.
“As you get older, the cold wind hurts your joints.”
Fuaawaak –
No sooner had Ramund finished speaking than Lindwurm’s breath came like a hazy mist.
The breath of a dragon that would freeze the soul of an ordinary person.
“Sigh!”
The old knight with the boy on his back gritted his teeth.
I hope that the world I have spent my entire life building will be hotter than the dragon’s breath.
Instead of raising his sword, Ramund crossed his arms and a glowing aura began to appear on his body.
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“…….”
Vlad quietly caught his breath in the cold, hazy fog.
The approaching cold gave me goosebumps, but the aura of Ramund that I felt behind my back was warm.
[You have to cut it off!]
“…Turn it off.”
The cold coming from all directions was stiffening the boy’s body, but Vlad forced himself to hold on to the sword with trembling hands.
The gaze from the cold eyes was like a spider’s web, holding the boy together, but Vlad still had to do it.
“Damn it!”
To compete against the huge world, your world must also expand.
Ramund’s warmth began to form in the world of a boy who was wandering around looking for a place to somehow expand.
Another ray of color came into Vlad’s world, which had not yet decided on a color, and the light began to flow along the unadorned sword.
“Young Master.”
“……Go and see.”
Ramund’s voice flowed from between his cold, hardened lips.
The old man had done his job, and now it was the boy’s turn.
Vlad swung his unadorned sword with all his might while listening to Ramund’s words flowing from behind him.
The invisible cold nets swung around the boy began to break and fall.
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“…….”
Mirshea always maintained a relaxed posture, but now she was looking ahead with a stern expression.
The hazy breath that Lindwurm exhaled was blown away by the wind, and the scenery within it gradually began to reveal itself.
A scenery as if time had stopped.
Ice particles created by the blizzard were sparkling among the knights frozen in the cold.
And there was a black horse running quickly through the sparkle.
Mirshea uncrossed her arms and looked into the eyes of the boy passing by her.
Blue eyes and blue eyes.
Although the color was the same, eyes with different lights passed by each other.
“That’s amazing.”
Mirshea erased the cynical smile she always wore and looked at the boy moving forward with pure admiration.
The boy’s eyes were slowly leaving Mirshea.
Without the permission of the vast world, only by one’s own will.
The boy’s sword cut off his presence.
“let’s go!”
There was an order to everything.
Vlad, who learned this from Josef, realized that rather than attacking Mirshea right now, he should first deal with the white dragon behind him.
Only then will you be able to give a proper blow to the man who tried to put you down.
Vlad raised his head again from under the old knight’s shield and led the black horse toward the white dragon.
“Ugh…”
Everything in the canyon was frozen by Lindwurm’s cold breath.
The same was true of the knights who had been shouting and rushing in just now.
Rutger quickly tried to use his aura to thaw his frozen body, but the white dragon, which could move forward even if only for a split second, began stamping its feet.
“Oh…damn.”
Dorothea’s imprint glowed against the cold, but the knights still needed time to move.
Volkov’s javelin was shining as he fought alone in the ravine to block Lindwurm, but it was not enough.
‘Is it a failure?’
Rutger gritted his teeth as he felt the energy of failure rising from below.
I tried my best, but in the end I couldn’t reach it.
There were cases of failure due to a difference of just one step.
“hmm?”
At that moment, there was a black shape quickly passing through Rutger’s field of vision.
“I’ll try to stop it!”
“…Vlad!”
It was a horse driven by a blond boy who had his head down just a moment ago.
The black-haired young man lowered his head for a moment, but the blonde boy never gave up even for a moment.
That’s why I was able to move alone now that everyone was at a standstill.
[Do everything you can!]
“Aaaah!”
Vlad drove the auror he had drawn into his unadorned sword and struck Lindwurm, who was just beginning to leap, in the stomach.
Kaaaaang-!
Wow!
At Lindwurm’s harsh roar that erupted at that moment, Vlad screamed in a panic.
“It’s so hard!”
The first time Vlad swung his sword at a being called a dragon, he twirled his numb wrist and stuck out his tongue.
How was Rutger able to cut down a death worm harder than this guy?
[If it doesn’t work, you have to keep going!]
“…Profit!”
At the voice’s words, Vlad closed his left eye once again, and aura began to flow to his sword.
“Give me the spear!”
Volkov had hope again when he saw the presence of a boy who suddenly jumped out of the fog.
Ultimately, the success or failure of this operation depends on time.
If Rutger and the knights move before Lindwurm accelerates, they will succeed in subjugating them, and if not, they will have to hand the opportunity over to the Dragon Slayer Knights.
“There’s not much time left in the window!”
Volkov quickly turned his head at the report of the adjutant who was handing over the spear.
“damn.”
There were only a few of Volkov’s spears left in the ground.
Time wasn’t the only thing lacking.
“But you still have to fly!”
The boy’s struggles alone cannot stop Lindwurm.
Although Rutger is said to be the best dragon slayer, he is not a dragon slayer who can put an end to it.
Volkov, who was now handed the few remaining spears, swung his arm as hard as he could towards Lindwurm.
[You go to the right!]
A voice gave instructions for Vlad, who was unable to pay attention to Volkov’s movements as he was dealing with Lindwurm right in front of him.
Distance is needed to accelerate, and eventually the boy must occupy a space where he can move forward even on his own.
Kyaang-!
“…!”
An ominous cracking sound began to be heard from the tip of the sharply swinging sword.
No matter how much it was wrapped in aura, a sword born in a back alley could not stand against the dragon’s scales.
“this!”
Vlad’s complexion turned blue as he felt a crack that was noticeable as he held it.
The sword that the boy had looked at like a star was breaking.
[You must not stop.]
“But!”
[I can’t be with that guy forever!]
Vlad was left speechless by the voice’s words.
It was an unadorned sword hanging high enough that the boy had to look up, but the enemies he had faced so far were those that were difficult to handle with an ordinary iron sword.
Rather, it can be said that it is a miracle that we have survived so far.
[Let him do what he has to do!]
“…….”
Beings who have reached the end of their limit have no choice but to stop.
Just like the old knight, the ordinary, unadorned sword must stop now.
“Damn it!”
The blacksmith in the back alley said.
He said he wouldn’t be able to bear it if his sword caught the boy’s ankle.
The boy remembered the blacksmith looking at him with deep eyes as he said those words.
Kyaang-!
“stop!”
Wow-!
“Stop!”
The boy was crying as he mercilessly struck Lindwurm’s legs as he started to run towards the snowy field.
Along with the boy’s cries, the unadorned sword was breaking apart.
“You son of a bitch!”
Pieces of the white sword were flying along with the fluttering snow crystals.
As well as the boy’s tears flowing down.
Kwasik-!
Ahhh-!
While the white dragon paused for a moment due to the boy’s momentum, there was a purple flash shooting down from above the canyon.
“done!”
Thanks to Vlad’s desperate interference, Volkov’s spear flew and stuck in Lindbrüm’s knee.
Volkov, who was on top of the ravine, raised his hand high as he saw this.
It was the last remaining javelin.
“Huh…Huh.”
The blood flowing from the grip that had been cut earlier was flowing along the unadorned sword.
The sword that had consumed the boy’s blood was raising its head with all its strength.
“It’s the last time.”
Looking at Lindbrum’s blue eyes looking at him, Vlad raised his unadorned sword one last time.
“Last. Really last.”
On a running horse, the boy said his final goodbyes to his sword.
Thank you for helping me get to this point.
“Goes!”
Vlad caught up with Lindwurm, who was gradually slowing down, and finally looked into the blue eyes he had met right in front of him.
I can’t pierce hard scales, but I can pierce the look in your eyes.
That would be enough for the last of the unadorned swords.
“bye.”
Lastly, an unadorned sword imbued with the boy’s aura sparkled on the snowy field.
With the boy’s shout, the stars in the back alley fell towards his blue eyes.
Ahhh-!
On the white snow field.
With the dragon’s scream, the unadorned sword broke apart.
The sword in the back alley that held the boy’s potential became a star at the last moment.
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Even though it was not a high night sky, the black was shining.
Because it was held in the hands of a boy who wanted to shine.
In that case, the sword in the back alley would also be worthy of becoming a star.
And the last name left behind by that star was Dragon Slayer Sword.
