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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Ruby
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Yuma taking the initiative to sweep away the enemy first was a very encouraging thing.
It bought time for Hestia and Cloney to make mental preparations and arm themselves.
Kwak!
Hestia stepped forward with a firm stance.
Once again, she was holding [Kiseteria of the Full Moon], the sword Yuma had given her.
A red sword aura enveloped the blade.
Cloney raised her staff.
A blue lightning bolt tore through the air and struck down.
Her scarlet hair tied in a ponytail fluttered.
Hestia’s red sword aura extended forward.
Since there were at least 30 people approaching, there was no need to aim precisely at anyone in particular.
Kwaaang!
The Count’s forces fell mercilessly.
And fortunately, unlike their zombie-like appearance, the fallen troops rarely got up again after receiving a fatal blow.
‘I’ll have to ask Brigette for personnel reinforcements.’
When this is over, there will be a huge void in the Count’s forces.
The minimum conscience remaining in Yuma’s heart raised its head.
“Father! Father!”
Yuma turned his head towards the back where he heard someone calling desperately for their father.
Kaisen was shaking the shoulders of Count Rubelt, who was slumped in a chair.
But there was no sign of the pale-faced Count Rubelt’s eyes opening.
Kaisen raised his head and looked at Yuma, who was staring at him.
“…I’ll find medical staff to treat Father.”
“Alright, find a safe place and stay put for now.”
A heavy voice was heard next to Kaisen.
“I’ll escort you, Young Master.”
It was the Knight Commander, Hyman.
Kaisen smiled faintly at the stern old knight.
“Thank you.”
Hyman was one who had stepped into the realm of Masters.
Hyman’s nature leaned towards goodness.
At that level, there seemed to be no need to worry about the safety of the future Count.
Yuma walked out of the Count’s castle, accompanied by Cloney and Hestia.
Kwaaaaaang!
As soon as they came outside, an explosion assaulted Yuma’s ears.
In his vision, he saw crimson flames exploding in succession.
And after those explosions, a thick gray smoke settled like clouds.
Ssssssk…
As that cloud-like gray smoke cleared, a creature revealed itself.
It was a creature that seemed to be easily 100 meters long.
Yuma felt as if the beating sunlight was burning even more fiercely today.
A black creature was gliding through the sky.
Flap-
Massive wings spread out.
Kugugugugugugugu!!
An immense aura tore through the atmosphere.
No one would question the identity of the being that appeared before their eyes.
There weren’t many creatures in this world that could display such majesty.
A body larger than even the Count’s castle.
Black dragon scales.
Blood-red eyes.
It was a ‘Dragon’.
A great being.
An existence closest to a god that the human race dare not challenge.
A level exceeding 400.
The number was on a completely different dimension from anything seen so far.
Yuma organized his thoughts.
‘As expected, this is the same as Loop Blood.’
The first thing that stood out was its name.
Elcam.
The surname Elcaam was used by the ‘Black Dragon’ that appeared in the game
That meant there was a high probability that the background setting of the Black Dragon before his eyes was also similar.
Whether this world preceded it, or according to the game’s director,
Now he couldn’t even be sure of that anymore.
“Insects.”
The Black Dragon opened its mouth.
Just opening its mouth and speaking caused a distortion in the air, as if waves were rippling.
The eyes of a predator gleamed.
“You shall pay the price for daring to interfere with my amusement.”
Just opening its maw and spitting out words.
Each word it uttered was imbued with dragon fear.
Yuma was in a state completely unaffected by that dragon fear.
Because of this trait of self-esteem that pierced the heavens.
In contrast, Cloney and Hestia were crouching down, their whole bodies trembling violently.
The existence closest to a god.
It was a very natural phenomenon to tremble in fear before such a dragon.
It wasn’t a hatchling, but a dragon that seemed to have fully matured a long time ago.
Yet one man, despite the ferocious presence of this black dragon, was just gazing at the world with bored blue eyes as always.
‘As expected, Sir Yuma…’
Cloney’s eyes imprinted the image of Yuma standing firmly on the ground.
The massive black dragon hovered its body above Yuma’s head, who was standing perfectly still.
Yuma opened his mouth while staring at the dragon exuding a ferocious aura.
People were far away. With the appearance of a being called a dragon, this was the natural course of action.
“Dragon, what’s your name?”
Although he already knew through his Appraisal skill, asking for a name was still the best way to start a conversation.
“…Lowly being. You dare ask for my birth name? Very well, I’ll tell you. Elcam Acreon, that is my great birth name.”
Acreon continued speaking.
“It was a 300-year slumber. When I opened my eyes, the power I had accumulated until now was scattered. So to rebuild that power, I made my nest here in Rubelt. In a massive cave. I slowly recovered my strength by chewing on the fresh lives of the Count’s territory. Whoever you are, you’re too late.”
The black dragon Acreon, who suddenly confessed all his evil deeds, began to emit black demonic energy from his entire massive body.
“Because I have recovered all my power. I, Elcam Acreon, who has lived for six thousand years!!”
Kugugugugugugugugu!!
The earth shook.
“Aaaaaaagh! O, Dragon God. Great being, please calm your anger!”
“Please calm your anger!”
The knights and people of the Count’s territory knelt and prostrated themselves flat on the ground.
The desperate cries to survive only resounded from them, not reaching Acreon at all.
Yuma slowly opened his mouth again.
“Acreon, let’s have a Q&A. If you answer my question, I’ll answer what you want to know.”
The long, fierce maw of the Black Dragon Acreon twisted.
“A mere mortal wants to have a Q&A with me? Preposterous…!”
Gray breath huffed out of its nostrils.
It was literally snorting in derision.
“Don’t you want to reach El Cadel?”
El Cadel.
At the appearance of that name, Acreon’s eyes widened.
“…How does a mere human know about El Cadel.”
El Cadel, that was the legendary sacred land of Black Dragons.
A legendary sacred realm with stories that the first Lord of Black Dragons was still alive.
“If you answer my questions, I’ll tell you where El Cadel is.”
Dense killing intent scattered from Acreon’s body.
The concentration of murderous intent was so thick it could prevent humans from even breathing.
“Arrogant one, fine. Ask what you’re curious about. But if you speak nonsense, I’ll burn your limbs instantly. Without a trace!!”
Yuma nodded slowly.
“Have you heard of a blue-haired Sword Star? Or a tribe like that?”
Acreon’s eyes widened.
A gleam appeared in Yuma’s eyes. Was he finding a clue this quickly?
Acreon’s jaw opened. And he blinked his red eyes.
“Why would I know of such a human? Blue-haired Sword Star…? A blue-haired tribe? Did such things come into existence while I was sleeping?”
As expected.
There’s no way things would be resolved this easily. Yuma clicked his tongue inwardly.
“Do you know where the demons who can engrave seals are?”
Yuma brought up his second matter of concern.
“You mean those seal family guys? They’re obviously in the demon realm. Since they’re demons.”
Yuma nodded slowly.
This much was not a bad harvest.
He had confirmed for certain that there existed a seal tribe that could engrave Seals.
The fact that they were in the demon realm was also identical to the game
Just as Yuma finished organizing his thoughts, Acreon opened his mouth wide.
“Now it’s your turn to tell me where El Cadel is, Human.”
Yuma answered without hesitation.
“I don’t know.”
He really didn’t know.
El Cadel was only mentioned in
El Cam – Acreon’s massive jaw trembled.
“You underdeveloped mortal bastaaaard!!”
Kwarrrrrrrrrrrng!!
Dozens of strands of red lightning energy flickered in the sky.
To be precise, it wasn’t lightning energy.
It was the sight of the ultimate technique of all dragons,
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An orange-haired woman was lying flat on the ground, watching the front.
‘What’s with a dragon suddenly appearing…!’
Yumir was a mercenary who had a connection with Yuma.
It was quite a one-sided connection, though.
A mercenary who had directly witnessed Yuma’s might in front of First Princess Brigette’s castle, having received a request from Count Venossetian.
That was Yumir, the disciple of the Mercenary King.
‘I said I wouldn’t take any requests related to this person…!’
– Warrior God Yuma, I think it’s good for you, who have directly witnessed him once, to go this time as well.
You haven’t been discovered yet. This time it’s a request from the First Prince’s side. They say they have no intention of harming him at all. Just watch and record his movements to inform us.
The voice of her damn master, the Mercenary King, came to mind.
She had simply tried to avoid the request out of fear of that man, Warrior God Yuma.
But now, the object of fear had suddenly changed.
Because of the unexpected appearance of a Black Dragon.
‘No matter how much of a Warrior God Yuma is, how could he possibly defeat a dragon. How could he defeat a dragon like that which seems to have lived for at least five thousand years!’
The great being, Dragon.
A single dragon was enough to annihilate a country.
A dragon of this caliber before them now could easily sweep away a kingdom.
“…Yumir, it seems you also came to gather information about that man. Looks like we’ll die here together nicely. From that breath.”
The red lightning gathering at the mouth of the Black Dragon Acreon was distorting the very atmosphere.
Yumir turned her head to look at the two people beside her.
“You’re from the Information Guild, right?”
A man and woman wearing black robes nodded in unison.
“Yes, we’ve been assigned to exclusively cover him. He’s become the Empire’s most concerning figure, but. We didn’t expect to die from a Dragon Breath, rather than being discovered by him.”
Warrior God .
That’s just a title for humans.
Even if called a Warrior God, he’s just someone who has surpassed human limits.
Dragon.
Not a hatchling, but.
There’s no being that can defeat a dragon that has fully matured like that.
Unless a legendary hero or legendary archmage falls from the sky.
The gazes of the three focused on a single person.
They focused on Yuma, who had brought them all here.
And they did not expect his victory.
They just thought they would witness his death.
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Kwarrrrrrrrrrng!!
The ultimate technique of a dragon that could annihilate a country was complete.
A technique of annihilation with overwhelming catastrophic destructive power, more devastating than even molten lava.
“For the sin of daring to mock a great being, turn to ashes and repent!! Mortal!!”
The jaw of the Black Dragon, El Cam – Acreon, opened wide.
The body of the Black Dragon, flapping its massive wings while gliding, was pushed back.
The totality of dragon energy Acreon had condensed.
Due to the recoil of pouring out that energy, even the dragon’s body, with durability stronger than any other living being, was pushed back!
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaang────────!!!!!
It was a red flash.
A massive flash that could blow away not only the Count’s castle but even the mountains behind it in one go.
That flash of annihilation plunged down towards Yuma, no, towards the very ground
Yuma was standing on.
The red Dragon Breath spewing from Acreon’s mouth.
Watching it, Yuma thought.
‘The Fang of Black Dragon Bernak is not possible.’
The blade area of [Fang of Black Dragon Bernak], being a short sword, was too narrow to hit the black current in the center that appeared to be the ‘parrying point’ of the
Sreung─
He drew a sword from the Sword God Kronos’s spatial pocket.
It was [Axion], Kronos’s favorite weapon that he had wielded himself in battle.
He gripped Axion with both hands.
And he swung it.
Solely towards the black current existing in the center of the Dragon Breath.
There was only one chance.
If he failed, only inevitable death awaited.
There was only one thing to believe in.
Parrying.
His innate sense of parrying.
He swings.
Ka──ang
A golden circular impact bloomed. Like a golden flower.
The flash of annihilation plunging towards the ground distorted.
No, it reversed.
The red flash that was aiming for the ground.
The dragon’s ultimate technique, Dragon Breath.
It bent at a right angle and reversed course.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang─────────!!!!!
“…This, impossible!!”
Those were El Cam – Acreon’s last words.
Acreon’s crimson vision was covered by an even more intense red.
Annihilation.
The Black Dragon, nearly 100 meters in size, vanished in mid-air.
The Dragon Breath, reflected with 10 times its original power, left behind not even Acreon’s corpse, let alone bones or ashes.
The clouds were split in two.
It was the path where the Dragon Breath had pierced through the sky.
The people of Count Rubelt’s territory witnessed that scene in a daze, kneeling down.
Yumir, the disciple of the Mercenary King, opened her mouth wide.
A drop of saliva fell.
“…Dragon Slayer.”
The man and woman from the Information Guild sitting next to her let out a hollow laugh.
“Dragon Slayer.”
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badass holy cow
He makes Meliodas Full Counter sounds like a cheap imitation.
MC and MC from i’ll parry everything would be an absolute duo