Ways to Slay Dragons Gently

According to the agreement with Thomas, Knight Leader Kaningam prepared the necessary things and sent the group out.

It will take three days to reach Inawashabai Lake across the land that emits strong yang energy.Except for the comfort monument in the center, the rest of the road is a desolate brown land with no tobacco and trees, and it is impossible to move forward without riding a horse.

Fortunately, the weather has been good, but in this unobstructed wilderness, there is often the illusion that someone is watching from a distance, which increases energy consumption.

"More than 350 years ago, many people died here in battle, what happened to the bodies of those people..."

On the afternoon of the second day, Crotia, who had been talking less and less since departure, raised questions that she did not expect anyone to answer.

The mercenaries who knew the actual situation of the battlefield, and the other two who knew from the distorted conditions of this land that a large number of humans had died here, remained silent.In the past, a large hole was dug to bury the dead, and the temple was built on it.There appear to be ten more of the same other tombs.However, that's just how the peripheral parts of the battlefield are handled.Almost all the war dead in the central area were exposed in the wilderness, and the remains were recovered only from the royal family, nobles and powerful relatives.

"I really don't want to lie here and sleep. I had a nasty dream last night."

"If possible. How about I cast the spell of sleeping for you." Gass proposed, and Thomas also pointed to himself and said, "I want it, I want it too."

"What should you do if you are in a deep sleep? If you encounter an enemy attack in the middle of the night, no one can escape behind your back."

"First of all, a person who usually disturbs others' sleep with a strong snoring sound wants to sleep himself. This attitude is really shameless." Yake also joked beside him.

"That's it~~ Thanks, Gus. But the spell is off. That black cloak guy would have

King Fukui sent an army, but he didn't do that...I always feel that he will use other troops to attack tonight.

I don't know how much she understood before she said that, and the confused men immediately looked at each other.The problem is, we're already in the middle of an army of other armies.

"...Ah, I saw the memorial tablet. I finally finished half of the walk. When we get there, we will camp, okay?"

Although it looked like a small black dot, it was a large rock with an inscription engraved on it by the king who established the unified kingdom after the victorious war.

It's just right to fight against it - the men think so at the same time.Crotia, who loves to dream, thinks in other directions.

"That stele was built by the beautiful 'Man of Fate' of Her Majesty the Queen. The Demon King Dandarion, because he had no children, adopted the son of his retainers as his adopted son to inherit the throne. So even though he is a descendant of the Holy King , but we have no direct blood relationship with us. However, the son of the retainer adopted as the adopted son also has the blood of the Holy King, so the blood of the Holy King family itself continues to be inherited. This is the same as the light king Carlisle who established the unified kingdom during the previous chaos. , It is said that he also has very beautiful blond hair, so he is called the King of Light."

"Which royal family is that descendant?" Ulan Boke rarely expressed interest.

"Well, it's the sudden move, or the Zhi Morgan... Anyway, it's from that area, but it's all been wiped out by the Guangxi circle now."

"...You are really a royal mania." Thomas said angrily.

"What are you talking about? People in the royal family have been taught by history teachers since they were young by looking at the family tree chart. The blood inherited from the holy king is extremely proud of any royal family."

Ever since the red-haired dragon king boasted brazenly, he has lost respect for the name of the holy king.However, Doma, who chose Crotia, who was similar to the Holy King, as his partner, seemed not qualified to criticize that Dragon King for having poor taste in women.

After finishing the simple dinner with the food prepared by the temple, the group had a chat around the campfire.Ulan Boke was more silent than usual, and Thomas worried about him from the bottom of his heart, casting a shadow over his usual happiness.

"Hey~~ It's spooky, stop it! You are expecting the enemy to attack!" The girl couldn't help complaining, and a happy voice came from above her head. "Then, I'm sorry to keep you waiting--is this okay?"

Unlike her who turned her head blankly to look at the memorial monument, the men reacted immediately.On the stone slab twice the height of Thomas was a dark shadow.

"You boy, where did you come from!" The strong man immediately drew out his sword, and motioned for Crotia, who turned around, to take out his bow.

"It's disrespectful to say it pops up, please don't make people look like mosquito larvae."

"Mosquito larvae?"

"Wild...?" Gase explained to the boy who tilted his head.

"In large puddles and swamps close to the water surface, this kind of dark brown--" the monk explained while drawing on the ground, and Yake added beside him. "It doesn't breathe with its head, but with its tail. So it often stands upside down."

"Ah, I've seen it before. That's the larva of a mosquito, called a larvae."

Thomas glared at the three of them.

"...You guys, is this the time to study? I don't feel nervous anymore."

"Really? But increasing knowledge is very beneficial. For human beings, it is very important to be motivated every day." Even the enemy above him helped the three of them speak in a voice that lacked a sense of urgency.

"Whispering, the reason is you! Compared with doing that kind of thing, are you going to come or not!"

"Oh, oh, I don't like to be impulsive, that is synonymous with dying in a hurry."

"Don't preach like an old man!"

The shoulders in the black cloak shrugged slightly, and then out of the cuffs stretched out a white palm that seemed to absorb the moonlight and glow like phosphorescence.

"Lying prone on the ancient battlefield, my soldiers of old, who have returned from the darkness of oblivion, are now entrusted to your king, and the enemies before me, who have life in warm flesh and blood, with the hatred of your perishing body , resentment, jealousy, slaughter them, and quickly concentrate here--'Rebirth of Corpse Puppets'!"

The slender and slender fingers of a woman moved gracefully with the incantation, drawing complex patterns in the void.A mantra sung by a sensual sweet voice that might even be heard as a whisper of love.

At the same time as the spell ended, the ground shook, and countless crimson beams of light shot out from the ground, surrounding the stele.Where the light disappeared, stood a group of skeleton soldiers with bluish-white light, holding swords and round shields.As if in response, the swords blessed by the priests held by Thomas and Arkanzel began to emit pure white light from the inside.

"The souls of the ancient soldiers have already accepted the verdict of the four-faced god. Such filthy behavior of using the bodies of the eternal dead as props is absolutely not allowed! You will fall into hell." Ghaith sharply corrected the use of the ancient dead Magician of spirit magic.

The man who hid his face in the shadow of the hood laughed at the monk's words.

"It means nothing to me who doesn't believe in four-faced gods. You can allow kings who cause wars and play with the lives of the living to manipulate me, a soulless body that is nothing but things, and you say it is evil , It’s really unreasonable, this world has brought me unbearable pain. So, this time I’m just taking revenge on the world—those who dare to interfere will be killed.”

The sorcerer utters a grim assertion with grace

"Stupid, the end of cursing others is one's own destruction."

"That's just the blissful ramblings of human beings who don't know that there is something more terrifying than destruction."

"Stop, Guss, it's useless to talk to that kind of twisted person! Protect Crotia." Thomas, who had already been fighting with the skeleton soldiers, found that the inhuman opponent was so fast, he couldn't help it. Stop yelling.

Bow and arrow attacks are useless against skeleton soldiers, so the girl had no choice but to take out the sword she took out from her treasure storehouse.However, since she has only learned the basics, she can only knock down a part of the enemy by accident, and at other times she has tried her best just to protect herself.

The skeleton touched by the blessed sword instantly shattered into pieces.Although Doma was a little embarrassed, Yakan Jejel didn't think it was too powerful, and it made him easier to not need to aim at the vital point.Ulan Boke uses the only fire spirit magic that is not affected by yang energy, and uses continuous explosive fireballs to blow away a wide range of skeleton soldiers.

Originally they were going to fight with their backs to the stele, but the magician stood on it, and the group of people fought while guarding their backs.Fortunately, unlike their worries, the magician seemed to only want to watch the undead soldiers fighting from a height, and did not use elf magic attacks.

Yakenjell was fighting, but he thought of the sense of disobedience he felt when he chanted the spell just now.Of course it was a necromantic spell, but it seemed to be different from the "sound" of elves and holy magic.

Magic is not a simple thing that can be used just by chanting incantations.To use an analogy, it’s like they’re all called red, but there are many, many different kinds such as blackish red or bright red.One can also see elements of blue, yellow, and black in the same color as red.It is easy to understand if the "sound" of magic is considered as a color.

Whether one can comprehend how much power it contains from the limited intervals of the spell depends on the level of the magic user's own ability.Magic power, which represents magical talent, refers to the power to perceive the sound of spell power, and the power to convey it to the elves, the sum of these two abilities.The reason why the stronger the magic power is, the more powerful the spell can be used, is that it feels enough to activate the necessary sound of the spell, and commands the spirit.The strange sound that I felt for the first time may be the sound of lost ancient magic.

"It's not over." Ghaith muttered as he dodged the blow of the sword and shattered the exposed skull.

Even though the companions knocked down the skeleton soldiers one after another, after they fell down, red light shot out from the soil to replenish new ones.

"--correct."

Crotia didn't know what to think, and suddenly dropped the sword, picked up the bow again, and shot arrows at the man in the black cloak sitting on the stone tablet.

The magician leaped back.

"I can't believe it...! I can dodge the rapid fire that I have practiced!"

A magician who usually has no relationship with martial arts actually avoided her attack, who had the strength to win the martial arts competition, made a turn in the air, and fell to the ground.

She immediately calmed down, ran towards the stele, and shouted to the young man closest to the magician: "Yake, cut that guy! As long as you kill the puppeteer, the manipulated puppet will not move!"

"Smart lady." The man praised the opponent who shot at him just now and shouted to cut him. This kind of calmness is terrible, and Crotia couldn't help trembling.

Arkenjell slashed down without hesitation, and his eyes widened when the enemy dodged not only the first time, but also the second time.

But this time, with the confidence that he would never be dodged, he sent a horizontal blow.

A high-pitched and crisp metallic sound sounded, and another sword stretched out from the cloak, obliquely blocking his attack.

"……why……?"

Since elves hate metal, no good magician will have a bit of metal on him, let alone a sword.

The magician who drew the sword unbuttoned the front of the cloak with one hand, "You can't underestimate me who can draw the sword like this. It's true that nothing can beat blood. It's been a long time since I've had this much fun."

The cloak that had been taken off was thrown up, and in an instant, there was darkness between the two of them.Afraid of being attacked when his vision was blocked, Yake took a big leap back to distance himself.As if mocking his misgivings, the cloak fluttered slowly in the air, and finally landed soundlessly.

"No, no way!" Crotia was stunned when she saw the two facing each other bathed in the bright moonlight.

Gus, who was protecting her and kicking the skeleton soldiers into pieces, also froze beside her.Long, thinly pigmented hair, feminine white beauty, and a slender and tall figure that doesn't seem to know martial arts.Even if they were said to be twins, there would be doubts. The two were very similar in appearance and age.

After cleaning up the enemy soldiers around him first, Thomas roared: "Don't take it lightly! Although pretending to be

Yake's appearance, but that guy is an enemy after all! "

"I don't know how to pretend to be anything. I have been like this for more than 300 years. If I have to say, the little boy over there imitated me."

The young man who had been wearing a cloak lifted up his blonde hair, which was wavy and darker in color, which was different from Yakenjel's hair, and showed a bright smile that would fascinate anyone who saw it.

Although the color cannot be clearly confirmed under the moonlight, his hair seems to be a luxurious golden yellow.Although the appearance of the two is very similar, the temperament is completely different.

--If Yake is a white lily, that person is like a white rose.

After thinking this way, the girl realized that comparing men to flowers was out of common sense.In this case, Thomas, who regards friends as the standard of beauty, cannot be blamed.

"What in the past, what the hell are you!"

"That's right. Considering the boy's age, he is... my grandson, right? The woman who lived with me for a while broke up with me and heard that she gave birth to a daughter."

"Liar~~!"

Crotia yelled instead of Yake who was speechless.

A sentence quickly flashed through the young man's mind.

"When I learned that you were the child's 'lover of destiny', I was taken aback in a 'double sense'" The dragon's daughter who held Yakanjill as his destiny held him and cried The Queen said so.

The name that the beautiful queen dragon called was--

The royal family's crest engraved on the memorial tablet is the same as the embossed crest on the shield held by the skeleton soldiers.Then there are the words embedded in the necromancer's spell.

"-O old soldier of 'my', returned from the darkness of oblivion, now at the behest of 'your king'--"

"--I have been like this for more than 300 years--"

The previous chaos was 350 years ago.The king who put down the chaos and established a unified kingdom, the lover of the fate of the queen dragon, the name is--

"...Demon King Dandarion..."

Hearing Yakenjere's dumb whispers, the partners suddenly doubted their ears.

The boy who expelled the skeleton soldiers at a little distance returned to the crowd and said: "It is the phenomenon of atavism caused by the blood of the mixed elves and the ancients. It is common for the long-lived elves to live for five or 600 years, and The magic power of the elves and ancient people is much stronger than that of human beings today. That appearance and immortality must have made your life very hard."

"thanks to you."

The enemy who looked like a boy lover returned the gift gracefully.

"Why did the king who once established a unified kingdom act in such a way that even the phantom beasts were involved and the chaos became more intense?"

"What a fragile and illusory thing is the peace established on the basis of a large number of soldiers and her sacrifices...Humans are just ugly creatures who cannot give up war. Why is it necessary to protect this world?"

"If you are unlucky, others will also be unlucky. There is no legitimacy for this." The current King of Monsters said mercilessly.

He thought Dandarion would be angry if he said this, but he clapped his hands and laughed.

"That's true! Ah, what a charming Phantom Beast Lord. I really like you—"

Before he finished speaking, Wulan Boke released a burst fireball, but was met by the opponent with the same magic, and flew out instead.

"Ulan!" Thomas, who was closest to him among his partners, hurried over.

In battles using elven magic, it is obvious that the Sorcerer King is stronger.

"Didn't I say before that I will do my best this time? You all have to be serious, otherwise I won't be able to stop my revenge from destroying the worlds of Yin and Yang...!"

Dandarion, who sneered and declared, raised a hand towards the stone tablet behind Yake.

"--'Shattering Impact'!"

The memorial monument he erected for the dead who did not distinguish between friend and foe suddenly shattered from the inside.Yakenjel, Crotia, and even Gase were knocked down by the impact.Immediately after using other spells than Elvish magic, he sang other incantations.

"The sons of all who fell here, those who once had a body of flesh and blood, wake up, stand up, in order to defeat my enemy, borrow the power of you and me--'Corpse Puppet Resurrection'!"

A more powerful wide-area spell than the previous one.I am afraid that this time, regardless of the country they belong to, all the soldiers who died in the past were the targets of necromancy.

"Yeah!" Crotia, who was half in a state of panic, screamed loudly.

One side of the ancient battlefield glowed red.The strange light that does not belong to this world swayed on the barren land like the sun.Under the sway of the beam of light, the bone soldiers who emerged from the ground slowly stood up with their fleshless bodies moving.

"Assemble around Arkenjell!"

The boy who was picked up by Dorma yelled, and after pushing the strong man, he also started to run.Chanting a mantra while running.

"Spirits of fire! Build a wall to protect us, and burn all the dead and ominous things—'Fire Wall'!"

The magic was activated, flames spurted violently from the boy's back, and a circular barrier was drawn to enclose the team.

The skeleton soldiers at the place where the defense wall appeared burned like dry sawdust, and disappeared without ashes.

A group of people concentrated on the manager to deal with the undead monsters who were imprisoned in the circle with him.The former paladin young man wanted to use holy magic to heal Ulan Boke's scorched charred hand protecting his body.

"It hurts. I'll treat you right away—"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you focus on the wound, you can heal it with the method of transformation."

The boy who refused, healed the miserable injury in front of the youth.

"I'm fine, just take care of yourself, Arkenjell."

"No, maybe you can handle everything by yourself, but when you get hurt I think about your pain."

"Don't worry...but I'm glad to know that Yaconjell cares about me."

He was supposed to end his speech as usual, but after a while, the boy added shyly.

The strong man and the skeleton soldier holding the shield were in a stalemate, and when they were finally defeated, they overheard their conversation.He complained to Gus, who was fighting to protect the girl.

"Gaith! You can teach them that the atmosphere is the most important thing when you are in a relationship! You can still fall in love when you are surrounded by skeleton soldiers. I really can't understand the slender man!"

"How wonderful! The so-called adversity sees the truth, isn't this life?"

"...you go to the temple if you want to preach, monk."

The wall of flames made by Ulan Bok made it impossible for the skeleton army to enter.The enemy soldiers on the inside were basically wiped out, and when everyone was relieved, as if waiting for this opportunity, the defense wall was cut off by the same flame defense wall.The low walls are arranged in parallel, forming an external passage on the circular defense wall made by Ulan Pok.

The king of subjugation who led the skeleton army solemnly announced the resumption of the battle to the people protected by the wall.

"I'm really sorry for the rough tactics, but they can't be stuck here all the time. If you need a break, please don't hesitate to speak up."

"Evil guy! Disrespect us with this attitude!"

Angrily Crotia cursed at random, but the beautiful Sorcerer just responded with a smile.Ghaith and Thomas, who saw the enemy soldiers gathering, were deeply worried about the seriousness of the situation.

"Something must be done, otherwise if you keep fighting like this, your physical strength will soon be exhausted."

"These guys are undead monsters. Is there any sacred magic that can make the dead ascend to heaven at once?"

"It can only be ten at a time at most, and the power will be exhausted after chanting ten times in a row. With such a large number, even the great priest can't do it."

If you look at him from another angle--

Dandarion is a magician who can easily activate big magic that even the great priests can't reach. His magic power is far better than the master magicians taught at the Magic University.

--Sorcerer King...is an alias representing the King of Magicians.

The magic of the four great elves is all limited to the middle-level Ulan Pok and the junior Crotia, and there is no chance of winning from the very beginning.

"I can't help it, Ulan boy, you can fly, and escape with Crotia and Yake."

The two people mentioned by Thomas were about to protest violently, but the boy interrupted them with a low voice.

"There is no guarantee of not being shot down."

"Mmmmmm~~"

"It's okay. If it doesn't work, I'll turn back into the dragon itself. Even a man called the Demon King can't defeat a sane dragon with magic."

Although the boy's tone did not change, the others fell silent together.

If creatures from the underworld appear on the distorted ancient battlefield that releases a lot of yang energy--

Although he is the dragon king standing at the top of the phantom beast, as long as he has a little bit of imagination, he will worry about the bad influence.If there is no influence, from the very beginning, as an invincible true dragon, he has no need to maintain a human form outdoors.

Especially Thomas, who knew his current situation, couldn't help asking worriedly: "Even if it was the last move, wouldn't it be too bad...?"

"Better than total annihilation."

"--Is this the end of the battle meeting?"

Dandarion, who was illuminated by the fire, spoke to the people who fell silent again.

He seemed to be waiting for the conversation to end.Crotia made up her mind, holding the blessed sword in her hand.

"Although I don't know what has happened for a long time, but this kind of behavior of venting anger regardless of the target is really not what the king once did. I am different from you, and now I have only lived for 15 years. I can't bear to be tortured to death by you who are still like a child at an age. If I die, I will curse you desperately!"

"Then how about becoming a necromancer, you must be cute even if you become a skeleton."

Although he knew that he was teasing, but the careless joke angered Thomas who wanted to sacrifice his life to protect the girl.

"...Are you kidding, you bastard who pretends to be young! You have lived for 300 years, and now you can't tell the difference between what you can say and what you can't say! Since you are really good at necromancy, then let your woman Resurrect and see!"

On the straight face similar to Yaconjell's, the bright smile that the grandson couldn't do disappeared immediately.

"...If I could do it, I would have done it long ago. She, she didn't even leave me a bone...she died, why am I still alive. Two worlds exist, and this kind of situation will continue to be repeated. Things... Enough is enough, it's time to end. I don't allow anyone to stop me, even you, the Dragon King!"

His decisive shout replaced the signal to advance, and the undead monsters with swords and guns swarmed into the inner side of the flame wall.

Although the Vanguard was dealt with by Ulan Pok's magic, they couldn't stop all of them at the entrance.Sooner or later, everyone will exhaust their strength, and in the end they can only survive by relying on the Phantom Beast King to return to his original form.

Yakenjell knocked down all the enemy soldiers in front of him with one blow, and used the holy magic attack, which is the greatest weakness of undead monsters, while desperately thinking about whether there is a way to deal with this crisis.

In the days of paladin practice, I helped restore the damaged books in the library, including several magic books that were strictly forbidden to be passed on.A magic book that I secretly read while the overseeing priest was away.Books so old that their locks are broken start with a stern warning, and they record powerful magic that will make you dizzy from the magic power of the spell just by looking at it.

A magician with insufficient mana cannot sing higher-level spells.If the chanting has already started, if it stops halfway, the spell will start to backfire on the immature magician.As a practicing paladin of the same level as a monk, he should not even be able to face those spells squarely.But Arconjell had read those spellbooks from cover to cover in those days.

If it is the grandson of the demon king who has the mixed blood of the elves and the ancients, then it is possible.Knowing that powerful spells are as dangerous as a sword, he has never felt the need until now, so he has never recalled the contents of the spellbook-but he has not forgotten it.

He knows that all spells are the condensation of sound and light.The unique rhythm and scale, the torrent of dancing colors, the phantom sound and light revived in the mind.Many beautiful but dangerous mantras do not contain the naive and loving heart of the four-phase gods like the priests preached to ordinary believers.What he felt from the spell was the absolute order and laws that constitute the world, and the strong will that supports it.It is everyone's wish to support and protect the world where the things we love exist.This wish became the belief in the four-phase gods, to restore the order damaged by the resurrection of the dead, and to restore the balance of the earth affected by yang.

-- By the way, that spell is fine.

Arkenjell chanted spells while fighting with his companions.The monk didn't hear it at first because it was covered up by the clanging of metal and other noises.

"--...Absolutely great will, controlling the order of beauty...--"

The rhythm and pitch of the words combined with the clear voice, Gus felt that the youth seemed to be singing, and immediately realized that it was a spell of holy magic.However, the unusually lengthy and unaccustomed sequence of sentences also made people feel uneasy, and the monk listened intently while dealing with the enemy.

"--The order that weaves into the world is the warp, and the balance of the balance judged by God is the weft. The place where all things and life should be, the shape they should have, and the time they should be in...--"

The monks are right to be uneasy.It was a forbidden spell that was the most difficult to activate in the holy magic, took the lives of many magicians one after another, and was sealed or reviewed countless times.Yakenjel, who holds a sword in one hand and sings while fighting, has a graceful posture like a sword dance, embodying harmony and balance.In some senses, that's the ideal of the four-faced warrior paladin.

"...The enlightenment of the curse is... even the great priest has to exchange his life--"

"What did you say!"

Gass muttered to himself in a daze. After hearing this sentence, Ulan Boke threw the fireball at the skeleton soldiers around him, and immediately turned around.But before he could stop the young man, Crotia rushed to him and tried to stop him.

"No! You also know what will happen if the spell is interrupted!"

"But, if this goes on—!"

The boy who cried out in grief lost his composure for the first time.As the spell was about to end, Yayugel's body emitted a pure white light, and the undead monsters who had no sense of fear rushed to escape from his side.The void around him produced a luster like gold powder, painted into a slow vortex rising into the night sky.The radiance converged into a single point, gradually forming some huge image.

"……That is……"

All the living, including Dandarion, looked up at the image that shone with light beyond the moonlight.Except for the Phantom Beast King who has no belief in the god in his heart, everyone knows the name of the god who has all kinds of arms and is the embodiment of the supreme beauty.

The slender arms with no sense of sex between men and women moved at the same time, stretching out their fingers gracefully.Pointing to the sky and the earth, the past and the future, the four directions of the world.

"--'Divine Harmony'..."

The spell is complete and the magic is wrought.The white light that returns everything to nothing rushes across the ancient battlefield, banishing all the darkness, and even the light disappears--

At the end of the eternal miraculous moment, everyone came back to their senses.

The flame barrier and the army of skeleton soldiers disappeared without a trace, and the refreshing wind blew past them standing with swords.The girl blinked, feeling unbelievable at herself who was not closed in that ray of light.

"Ah, ah? Did I pass out with my eyes open?"

"Oh, it's so clean... I'm surprised."

The sorcerer, who looked at him with his hips akimbo, was full of admiration.

"...Gase!"

The Phantom Beast King, who picked up the young man who fell on the ground, hastily called out in a sharp voice, the only monk among the rest who could use recovery magic.

"It's weak but still has a pulse."

"What...! That's really amazing. Almost everyone died halfway through."

"However, if you continue to weaken like this, it will be over."

Yakanjel in the boy's arms had no blood on his face.

"Unfortunately, the restoration of vitality is only impossible for me as a monk. I must be one of the best priests to be able to do it. If it is not a great priest..."

Saying that, the Phantasmal Beast King hugged the young man with both hands and stood up, spreading huge black wings behind his back.He flew into the sky without even holding him.

He didn't flap his wings. Unlike the flying of birds, dragons seem to use their wings to fly with the help of wind spirits.

"...I wish I could catch up..." Ghaith said to himself as if he was praying, as he watched the ground flying towards the temple where the group was sent away.

Dandarion is still admiring.

"I didn't expect to be able to summon the four-faced god. My grandson is really amazing. Although I can't use holy magic, magic is really profound and interesting, um."

"Stop pretending to be stupid over there! If Yake can't be saved, how can we let you go so easily!"

"Oh? Don't be ashamed to say it. What are you going to do to me without that little Dragon King?

Let me tell you first, necromancer magic is something that I only had after I gave up the kingdom. It's just a knowledge for the rest of my life. If you can't use it, you won't be troubled. "

Dandarion said with a smile, his body was slowly lifted by the raised ground under his feet.The black-brown giant that carried him on his left shoulder pulled out his upper body from the ground.

Crotia hugged one of the mercenary's arms with both hands, pulling him back.

"That's the Graeme (earth giant) of earth spirit magic! It's even harder to deal with than skeleton soldiers!"

"If you are hit, you will definitely die on the spot. Fortunately, you can't move quickly. This is the only consolation."

The Sorcerer King ignored the three people who were on guard, and whistled into the night sky.

"Although I hate fools who don't know the depth, but since I saw interesting magic tonight, I will let you go."

"Thank you so much, I'm so happy that I'm about to shed tears."

"Even the undead flying dragons waiting in the sky have been purified, which is a bit inconvenient. Due to the inconvenience of moving in the future, I will wait for you at Inawashabai Lake. Say hello to the Monster King for me."

Crotia, who was very dissatisfied with his unpleasant and calm attitude, shouted: "Don't keep talking capriciously! Of course I know you are very powerful, but instead of being played by you again and again, I would just kill us early! "

"It's not bad. But, if you do this, you will be hated by that little Phantom Beast King, won't you? That's a little troublesome."

"Why are you pretending to be stupid! You are the enemy. Otherwise, what is the battle up to now? First of all, don't say that you forgot to summon the Eudemons forcibly. Ulan is the king of Eudemons, of course he is the most I hate you! Moreover, if Yake, the object of the oath, dies, then you must be quilted immediately!"

The Demon King, who was just happily listening to her scolding unyieldingly, showed an indescribable expression the moment the words of the oath appeared.Then, laughing like crazy.

"What are you doing! Yake is so beautiful, it's not surprising that Ulan swore to him!"

No, I still find it strange--Thomas thought so, but didn't say it.From a standpoint, he does not support Crotia.Moreover, because it is said to this beautiful man who has the same face as Yake, it is not convincing at all.

Leaning against the giant statue with a flat face, the man who laughed so hard that tears were about to flow, finally regained his serious expression and said, "I'd be happier if I died. If even my grandson has to suffer the same pain as me... "

Thomas, who understood what he meant, was immediately shocked and trembled.

--……No way!This guy, with his own hands...?

If I had to kill the woman I love more than anyone else with my own hands--

He felt undeserved feelings for the enemy, and he could understand and even sympathize with this man's desire to destroy the Yin and Yang realms.

"how--"

Gus discovers a change in Dormer.Just when I was about to ask, I suddenly heard the flapping sound of a bird in the middle of the night that shouldn't be there, and looked up at the night sky.

The pure white horse with wings circled over the heads of the crowd and flew to Dandarion.

The Sorcerer jumped from Graeme's shoulder to its back, and the useless Graeme disintegrated into the original soil after he snapped his fingers, forming a hill.

"What, since Pegasus (Pegasus) is here, can't you move anywhere?"

"Because the undead flying dragon is tireless, you can't let the creatures in the underworld get too tired in the yang world. Not to mention this child, even the dragon is the same. Miss. It's cute to be a bit unyielding, but relying too much on the dragon king is not admirable. oh."

"You must be playing some kind of trick, right? How self-willed are you?"

"That's right. When I gave up the kingdom, I made up my mind to live a willful life from now on, so I can enjoy a long life without dementia." The beautiful man with a strong blood of elves and ancients left with a smile.

Even in the middle of the night, the shrine is brightly lit.

A number of torches were gathered around the main entrance, and the stewards and servants in charge of the stables brought out the horses and saddled them.The paladins who were going to ride them assembled in front of the main gate of the temple.Usually wearing only breastplates to guard the temple, they now wear full armor.The metal plate is attached to the chain field, which has high defense but is quite heavy.

Priests and monks also gathered together to discuss something, and from time to time looked up at the direction where the demonic light that dyed the night sky red was just now.Morning worship was their daily class, and it was time to go to bed, but everyone felt the change in the ancient battlefield almost at the same time, and got out of bed one after another.

Strange things happened on ancient battlefields were commonplace.In the magical shrine, some people in their rooms would hallucinate the ancient legions in the ancient war, or hallucinate the screams and howls on the battlefield.However, the change that happened in the middle of the night had nothing to do with the level of magic power. Everyone noticed that they jumped out of bed trembling.

According to the report of the head of the paladins, Kaningam, everyone learned that the mercenaries who fought against the necromancer were heading in that direction.The few priests and the great priest who had visions of a huge number of skeleton soldiers standing up from the ground remembered that incident, and were convinced that the change was caused by forbidden necromantic magic.There is no need to send reinforcements of the Knights to save these people who work for money.But it doesn't make sense to ignore the necromancer--

When the priests looked at the red sky and discussed countermeasures, a miracle happened.

The four-faced god who brings peace and stability to the world, from the [-] in the sky-the god who protects and watches over the entire world with four arms, and whose statue is carved on the altar.

As an alien, a god with a familiar appearance descended, bringing harmony and balance to this distorted land where the evil spirits were domineering.The god who appeared in the white light that drove away the darkness seemed to be in front of him, and everyone knelt down and worshiped on the spot.After the time of miracles that seemed to be eternal, the ancient battlefields flooded with strange appearances.