Episode 354
“No one ever held a sword against a dragon. Did you think that was a luxury in a life of misery, where you had to crawl on the ground and dig up adamantium in a mine? Didn’t you think you needed a center? And now, a vampire kid who’s going to be twelve next year is doing what you all wanted to do.”
I rested my chin on my arm.
“I want to ask your heart, do you think it is worthy of receiving?”
“······As a vampire, my heart cries out that it wants to once again receive the returned true blood, but my head cries out no.”
I ended up laughing faintly.
That’s a good answer.
He just turned his head away.
Our Charlotte had an arm blown off and an eye missing.
A very miserable, that kind of shape.
Looking around, Luca Machiavelli was glaring at Charlotte with a hardened expression, while the others were looking at her with pity.
Harold spoke to me again.
“Your Majesty. You must stop him now······.”
The guy stopped talking without realizing it.
Because.
Charlotte picked up the severed arm of the Chimera that lay dead on the floor and began sucking its blood.
In an instant, his torn face healed, his burst eye grew back, and his severed arm regenerated.
“······oh my god.”
“······oh my god.”
That’s why I wasn’t worried about Charlotte.
The ability to suck blood, which has not been emphasized much until now.
He’s not an ordinary vampire, he’s a true vampire.
Even regular vampires are rumored to be a very dangerous species during battle, so what kind of appearance would a true vampire that surpasses them show?
What you see right now explains everything.
There are only two dragonflies left.
Charlotte has fully recovered from her injuries.
“······This is incredible.”
Immediately afterwards, Charlotte jumped up and continued the battle with the Dragon Soldiers, which had been paused for a moment.
“Your Majesty, isn’t that… dangerous?”
You’re not a parrot, so why do you keep saying the same thing?
When I turned my head, Saxon and Ken were looking at me with expressions quite different from Harold’s.
I was convinced by that.
Oh, that’s right. They were from the Taoist temple.
It may seem surprising, but the Do-Gwan is an organization with a long history.
That is why we also know the history of the glorious era.
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It makes no sense that they don’t know about the ogre’s use of physical magic.
As expected.
“I didn’t know before, but I think I can be sure now. Isn’t that rigid body technique?”
“that’s right.”
“······I see. Then that would be the 5th stage of ‘body transformation’.”
“It’s pretty good.”
Despite the praise, Sachsen and Ken’s expressions did not soften.
They both know each other.
What happens when ogres use their physicality to the limit?
therefore.
“Is it possible for that child to also achieve the 6th stage, ‘Pacheon’?”
I was sure of it, even though he never showed it or anything.
If it were Charlotte, there’s a 100% chance she would have realized step 6.
This is different from following the technique of Pianhua.
Pure talent.
Saxon and Ken mutter at the same time.
“That kid was a real genius.”
Ken kept his mouth shut, but Saxon did not.
The talkative guy opened his mouth again as if possessed by the explanation bug.
“······I know that the end of the Ogre’s use of physical magic is its own destruction······.”
“so?”
“That child is still at level 5, but I would like to avoid reaching level 6 if possible. Historically, any ogre who used level 6 destruction would die without fail. Even if he were a true ancestor, it’s unlikely he would be able to avoid that.”
Let me be honest.
No matter how I look at it, I don’t think our Charlotte will stop here.
When you asked me if I could do whatever I wanted, did you really mean that you would take care of Yong-A-Byeong for me?
I looked straight ahead without saying a word.
Soon all the dragonflies were destroyed.
The blood-stained blonde demon was tearing the dragon’s head off and drinking the blood flowing from its neck.
Everything around became quiet as if it were plunged into silence.
Who will Charlotte target next after killing all the dragon soldiers?
It’s so obvious.
I still watched the guy with my arms crossed.
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Menama quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
A longsword more than 2 meters long held in one’s hand.
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Silarion, known as the greatest longsword of all time, was showing off its perfect form, emitting steam.
A sword of a different dimension from the one before, when its teeth were missing and there were cracks on the surface.
‘I thought the mermaid’s powers were gone······but they were still there.’
So the condition was better than expected.
Menama took up his sword and went out of the castle.
Two days.
The repairs were completed in just two days as promised.
Menama, who had been acting so vigorously, gradually began to feel strange.
‘It’s too quiet.’
It was too quiet, too.
Only then did Menama realize what had happened when he came out to the square.
‘Here he comes.’
A red-faced man sitting on an antique chair in the sky.
I could only see the back, but it was clear.
That guy is the Red Tyrant Luca Machiavelli.
The strange thing is that it is presumed to be a dragon’s tooth disease and has black skin······ Huh?
“······Pianhua?”
Menama, who almost dropped Silarion for a moment, hurriedly tightened his grip.
I don’t know what’s going on, but there’s only one thing I have to do now.
Bringing this completed sword to him.
Menama quickly scanned the surroundings.
And I found it.
A human being sitting on a chair like a red tyrant, watching with more leisure than anyone else.
A human being who shines ‘light’.
Menama quickly crossed the square and approached the man.
“I kept my promise for two days.”
The human said with a smile.
“great job.”
* * *
I looked at the Silarion that Menama had handed me for a moment.
Hmm······I should say that I definitely feel like things have gotten better.
Then, beyond the Silarion, we see Luca Machiavelli and Charlotte having a staring contest in the air.
Hmm.
Ugh.
“cadet.”
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[I see you’re worried.]
“Do you drink a lot of tea?”
The teacher chuckles.
[You have that expression on your face, but you can’t tell? I guess you’re the only one who doesn’t know.]
I let out a small sigh.
[If it were me, I would have watched until the end.]
I turned my head and looked at my teacher.
[I probably did the same thing when I taught you. Because.]
“Because I have to respect your determination?”
[Yes. It is the guy’s choice, and it is his determination. Watching over it and guiding it in the right direction is the job of a teacher.]
After a long time, I was overcome with emotion.
I’m worried, but I think it would be best to just watch over him as the teacher said.
This is all part of experience. After that, I did something that no one except my teacher expected.
He threw the Silarion he was holding at Charlotte.
Of course, I didn’t throw it with the intention of hitting you.
He threw it for me to catch.
Turuk-
Charlotte, who unconsciously accepted it, turns her head and looks at me.
Can I use it? I nodded as if he was asking that.
Then Luca Machiavelli, who was in heaven, looked at me with a displeased expression and frowned.
“I don’t understand. Putting aside the fact that Jinjo is alive, why does a human like that look like ‘Jinjo’s master’?”
The guy narrows his eyes and looks at me, then shakes his head as if he finds it absurd and doesn’t understand.
“No matter how I look at it, he’s just a person with nothing. Hehe.”
It’s a bit odd, but when the gap is too big, you may not be able to tell the difference.
If it were normal, I would have quietly trimmed it, cut it into pieces, and put it in the oven, but I’ll pass for now.
Before that, I must say this.
“Your child died just like you, shaking his beak. I wonder how you will die.”
“······what?”
“That’s enough. You were a pathetic kid in your past life and now.”
He shook his head and leaned back in his chair again.
People around me thought I was crazy, but I just let it be.
It’s a bit sudden, but my body is not normal right now.
Looking at Charlotte again, I sent out a thought.
Go crazy and run wild for once.
As expected of Jinjo.
I thought it was something I said to myself, but did it get through?
The guy nods.
And with that sword in hand, he pointed at Luca Machiavelli.
“Come down. Don’t hide behind me.”
“······No matter how much of a true person he is, he’s too arrogant for a rookie who’s only lived for a little over ten years.”
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Luca stood up from his seat.
Then, with a loud crack, the guy’s body began to tear apart.
Red hair flutters, the body grows larger, and horns sprout from the head.
Tolerance.
The power of the Red Master crushes all directions.
Facing that energy, Charlotte seemed to take a slow, deep breath.
“Red eyes… and black veins, the phenomenon of bloodshot eyes, how interesting. She seems to be Vivienne’s daughter, but it seems Balactus did a sloppy job.”
Charlotte’s brow furrows at the mention of that name.
“I don’t know the details, but 400 years ago, when my grandfather was here, they couldn’t even breathe?”
This time, Luca’s brow furrowed.
“If it weren’t for Lord Dragon, your life would have been a lot different, right?”
“······.”
“For those of you who used the Lord Dragon as a shield and hid behind it, unfortunately, the Lord Dragon is gone now. So. Come down.”
What should I say?
I would say Charlotte is a little different.
He wasn’t the naive and immature guy I knew, but he grew up in an instant.
If I were to describe it in my own way, it would be like a combination of Pianhua’s personality and Charlotte’s original personality.
Charlotte finished speaking.
“Come down and prove it.”
“······.”
“Cell is proving himself as a dragon. But you, despite living over a thousand years longer than him, seem to have it in your nature to hide behind the scenes. I’m just asking out of curiosity. Do you think it’s okay?”
If you look at the situation, it’s simple.
Our Charlotte is now about to fight a dragon with the power of the Red Master.
Finally, the Millennium Dragon Luca Machiavelli responded.
“Your arrogance is sky-high. You’re nothing more than a lump of Jinjo’s flesh.”
Luca eventually came down to the ground.
Next, Charlotte takes up her position.
The clash between the two is already a done deal.
I’m going to watch it.
First of all, I focused.
So that you can pop out at any time.
* * *
Charlotte said.
“I couldn’t kill Balactus.”
“······what?”
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Charlotte didn’t answer that question.
I just said what I had to say.
“Just a few months ago, I couldn’t do anything. But now it’s different. I realized what I have. What I can do, what I have to do.”
Charlotte’s eerie eyes fixate on Luca Machiavelli.
“I am not.”
Luca, who had been listening quietly, snickers.
“The descendants of the original Redmain······ are truly unfortunate······.”
Luca’s eyes sink coldly.
“Redmain’s line will be cut off today.”
Charlotte took a breath.
