Episode 981
“Oh, you want us to catch the dragon by ourselves? Are you serious?”
Burren swallowed hard.
“He made that weird song, and then he lost his mind….”
Martha twirled the finger on her head as if she found it ridiculous.
“Okay. I will….”
Runaan nodded calmly, as if he could do it.
“I, I don’t like it!”
Dorian shook his head furiously, as if his cowardly nature had been kicking in for the first time in a long while.
“It’s definitely a dragon, how are we going to catch it!”
He shut his eyes tightly, saying, “Absolutely not.”
“No, of course it’s a joke!”
Crane smiled awkwardly and looked into Raon’s eyes.
“No? That guy is serious…?”
He immediately realized that it was the sincerity of the person who had been hit the most.
“It’s a dragon….”
Mark Gotten licked his lips, his hand on his cheek, as if he were looking forward to it.
“If Jeonju tells us to do so, we can’t refuse. But we have to think carefully. It might be too much of a task.”
Trevin looked at Raon, wondering if he was thinking correctly.
“That’s right.”
Borgos sighed deeply and frowned.
“The Spear Dragon Desiuros is an ancient dragon. I know the power of the Gwangpungjeon better than anyone else, but I cannot deal with it without you.”
He exhaled a thick puff of breath like cigarette smoke.
“The dwarves are in danger of being killed by that damned dragon. No, they are not even alive. If you are going to play a foolish prank or rescue them, it might be better to just ignore them and pretend not to see them.”
Borgos lowered his eyebrows, saying that giving a pitiful hope to those who cannot die and are still alive is the worst thing to do.
“Of course, I have no right to say such things….”
He looked at his toes, his nose wrinkled.
“Because I knew they were being exploited, but I couldn’t help them at all. I was really helpless…”
Borgos shook his head, saying he had no power to help and could not ask anyone else for help.
“I understand.”
Balkan patted Borgos on the back.
“Asking someone to die for something that doesn’t matter is something even the devil would not do.”
He clicked his tongue briefly, saying that even if he were me, he would have made the same choice as Borgos.
“What Borgos said is correct. A transcendent being must come to deal with the Elder Dragon.”
Raon nodded. When he had caught the light dragon Kaibar, most of his attacks had been blocked by Aris. He had only stabbed him with his sword at the end.
“I’m not just joking. I think these guys can catch that dragon.”
“Are you serious?”
Burren narrowed his eyes.
“No matter how much I think about it….”
“Of course, I’m not saying you have to do everything.”
Raon smiled and shook his head.
“I will block the breath and transcendent magic.”
In the same way as Alice, he raised his hand, saying that he would only block attacks that would result in annihilation.
“Well, then… .”
Burren rolled his eyes as if he felt a slight chance of victory.
“Then you can do it! Without breath, you’re just a real lizard!”
Martha clapped her hands loudly, saying she wanted to catch the dragon with her own hands.
“Okay. I will….”
Runaan nodded, giving the same answer as before as if it didn’t matter what happened.
“I, I still don’t like it!”
Dorian was already trembling as if he was inside the dragon’s stomach.
“If you think about it, maybe a dragon is less scary than a sword-wielding Lord?”
Crane lowered his eyes, trying to change his mind.
“I can’t help it….”
“Yeah. I’m not the type of person who would tell someone not to do something if they said no.”
“I have no choice but to do it somehow.”
The other inspectors nodded, saying they had no choice but to accept it.
“Then everyone agrees.”
Raon nodded while looking at the prosecutors of the fierce battle who were raising their fighting spirit.
“I, it’s not me?”
Dorian raised his hand, but was ignored.
-That guy doesn’t change.
Lars shook his head.
‘But I’m sure we’ll fight well once we actually get there.’
Dorian has not run away or retreated from a place where he has to fight since he awakened to the mind. It is true that he is scared, but he will stand up properly when his comrades are in danger.
“Please continue speaking. About the Dragon Desiuros.”
Raon nodded to Borgos.
“The Red Dragon, Dsiuros, nests at the edge of the Eastern Desert. It is an evil dragon that turns everything to ash with the heat of hellfire.”
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Borgos let out a short breath as he told them where Desiurus was staying.
“A desert? I thought you lived near a volcano since you said you had dwarves with you.”
Raon narrowed his eyes at Borgos. The desert is also full of heat, but the place where the dwarf’s talents can be used the most is near the volcano. I don’t know why they’re in the desert.
“Because he himself spread the heat.”
Borgos twisted his lips.
“Firepower? Wouldn’t that be too strong?”
Raon let out a low groan.
“It means I don’t care whether slaves die or not.”
Borgos shook his head, saying that as you know, dragons think of other races as insects.
“That piece of trash….”
Burren bit his lip.
“Haa, why aren’t there any decent dragons or archangels?”
Martha shook her head, saying that none of the books her mother read to her when she was little were correct.
“Yeah. The Demon King is kinder….”
Runaan pouted his lips, saying that he hated celestials and dragons.
-Ice cream girl!
Las nodded, clasping his hands together, as if moved by Runaan’s words.
“Still, that’s fortunate.”
Raon let out a small sigh of relief.
“Oh, thank goodness, what is that…?”
Borgos shook his head as if to ask what was going on.
“I was worried that I might mess with the good dragon, but I needn’t have.”
Raon drew a cool smile.
“I meant that it was fortunate that he was a man who I could kill without any guilt.”
He slowly turned his back while holding Jecheongeom’s sword.
“Just get ready.”
Raon turned his head slightly and looked at Borgos and Balkan, whose eyes were wide open.
“I’ll bring you the red dragon’s corpse.”
I said that I would get back to work and went down to Mirtan Village.
“Follow the Lord.”
At Burren’s direction, the stormtroopers followed him, making sharp noises as if they had never been joking around.
“Khuh… .”
Balkan shook his head, taking a sip of his drink.
“The young guys have now become properly polished swords.”
He said that it was so impressive that he licked his lips just looking at it.
“okay.”
Borgos nodded.
“Whoever polished them, they are all excellent swords.”
He shook his head as if in surprise.
“Who’s wiping it? It’s over there.”
Balkan laughed heartily, pointing to Laon’s broad back as he walked in front.
“There is a craftsman who sharpens swords better than us.”
He smiled broadly as he recalled the past Raon talking about his goals in front of the charcoal kiln.
“Is it still far?”
Go further, Raon.
***
A gray desert that looks like it has completely dried up and burned.
A dwarf with a brown beard hanging down like a rag was walking listlessly, scanning the sand.
“It’s not here anymore.”
The dwarf, who had been examining the sand for a while, sat down weakly and shook his head.
“I wonder if we should turn another forest and another mountain into a desert.”
He covered his blackened face with his sand-covered hands and shook his shoulders.
“Hoooo… .”
The brown-bearded dwarf lifted his head with a sigh that felt the hardships of the years.
“I have to go. But still….”
He raised himself up, pressing his knees with his fists.
“It’s a hellish road.”
The brown-bearded dwarf was about to turn back the way he had come, shaking his chin.
Phew!
His body sank into the sand as if he had fallen into the sea.
“Eww!”
The brown-bearded dwarf screamed and flailed his limbs, but his feet touched the soft ground within seconds.
“What, what is this place… .”
The brown-bearded dwarf opened his eyes wide.
‘Frost? Why frost… .’
The frost was burning like flames, forming a wall to block the sand from advancing around. In all the decades I’ve traveled through this desert, I’ve never seen anything like it.
“Are you by any chance a member of the Brown Beard Tribe?”
The dwarf turned around hurriedly at the sound of a soft voice behind him.
“hmm!”
Behind him stood a tall, blond-haired man. Despite being of a different race, he felt dazzled when he saw him.
‘What is that sword…?’
But even the splendid face of a human being seemed too shabby compared to the magnificent darkness felt within his soul.
“Oh, that’s right. But why is there a human here…?”
The brown-bearded dwarf swallowed dryly as he looked at the blond-eyed human and the inspectors standing behind him.
“I have come to hear the words of Borgos, the chieftain of the Gray Hammer tribe.”
The blond-eyed inspector smiled gently and extended his hand.
“My name is Laon Sieghart.”
***
Raon narrowed his eyes at the brown-bearded dwarf who looked terrified.
‘You don’t know my name.’
Not to brag, but there is hardly anyone on the continent today who doesn’t know his name.
Judging by his expression, which suggested he had never heard of it before, he seemed to have been trapped in this desert for a long time.
‘I’ve never seen such a skinny dwarf before.’
Dwarves are small, like logs, but have sturdy builds.
But the dwarf in front of him was so skinny that he looked like a short person.
“Borgos. He…?”
The brown-bearded dwarf called Borgos by his name. He seemed to have some status in the tribe.
“By any chance, what is your position in the Brownbeard Tribe…?”
Raon narrowed his gaze at the brown-bearded dwarf.
“My name is Latiru. I am the chieftain of the Brownbeard Tribe.”
The brown-bearded dwarf nodded, introducing himself as the chieftain.
“Joe, you’re the chief?”
Martha glared in disbelief.
“You seem to have starved a lot.”
Burren let out a low groan as if in regret.
“Want to eat?”
Runaan snatched the cookie Dorian was eating and gave it to the dwarf.
“hmm….”
Raon shook his head as he looked at Latiru again. To be honest, he was in such bad condition that he didn’t even think of him as a chieftain.
“Can you hear what Borgos said?”
Latiru looked at Raon and let out a voice that lacked confidence.
“He said there were dwarves being held captive by the Dragon Desiuros. He asked if we could free them.”
Raon handed Latiru the letter Borgos had written.
“hmm….”
Latiru read the letter for a long time and then put it down.
“I understand your and Borgos’ feelings, but I cannot accept your help.”
He let out a long sigh and shook his head.
“What is the reason?”
Raon lowered his gaze as he listened to Latiru’s thin voice.
“You guys, you didn’t think I looked like a chieftain?”
Latiru let out a faint smile as she looked at not only Raon but also the inspectors standing behind him.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
Burren bowed his head as if he had been rude.
“No, I understand. I would have just thought of him as a beggar.”
Latiru nodded, observing her own appearance.
“But it can’t be helped. The only people who can come out are the leaders of the tribe, including me.”
He sighed, saying that only executives can go outside and find materials.
“Well, the reason is….”
Raon realized what Latiru was saying and let out a trembling groan.
“Your thoughts are correct. Dwarves are a race with strong attachment to their tribes. That’s why they took the tribesmen hostage and made it so we couldn’t escape.”
Latiru shrugged, saying that he was wandering around this desert himself.
“The dragon Desiuros is strong and cunning. Even if you are strong enough to catch it, our race will surely be sacrificed.”
He shook his head, saying that he could not abandon even a single tribesman who had endured until now.
“I’m sorry. If you had asked for my life, I would have given it to you.”
Latiru shook her head in clear refusal.
“How much do you know about Borgos?”
Raon met Latiru’s gaze and brought up Borgos’ name.
“It’s a bit far to call us friends, but it’s a bit close to call us colleagues.”
Latiru shook her head, saying that she was someone she could trust with her heart. She seemed closer to him than she had expected.
“Borgos said the same thing. That’s why he asked me to help him.”
“hmm….”
He opened his eyes wide as he listened to Raon’s words.
“And we are not doing this just for you. There are many areas where we can benefit, so we hope you can help us.”
Raon bowed down, not saying that he would help, but asking for help.
-Anyway, you speak well… .
Lars let out a sigh as he watched Latiru’s expression slowly change.
“I promise you. I will cut off the head of that evil dragon without anyone dying.”
Raon nodded with confidence.
“Now, you… .”
Latiru swallowed dryly as she looked into Raon’s eyes. He was clearly the first person she had met today, but she felt strangely trustworthy. It seemed to be because she could feel the sincerity of this person, apart from Borgos’ letter.
“Trust me, he’s a transcendent being.”
Martha nodded as she introduced Raon as a transcendent being.
“That’s right. Well, there were a lot of things going on, but our Jeonju cut off Heuktapju’s neck.”
Burren smiled and said that if you trust him, he will reward you.
“Transcendent? Black Tower…?”
Latiru swallowed dry saliva as she looked at Raon.
“I didn’t catch them all. However, as I said, we can catch the dragon Desiuros.”
Raon bowed his head again, asking for help.
“no….”
Latiru looked at Raon’s lowered head and his chin shook.
‘I need to ask for help… .’
Because he was scared and lacked courage, the people who had come here to help him were asking for help in return.
I felt like crying from embarrassment and shame.
“Haaah….”
Latiru let out a long sigh with her eyes closed.
“Okay. Then what should I do?”
Even though he didn’t know it, he wanted to save the children who had become slaves to the dragon since birth. He thought about dying himself and answered Raon’s request.
“Please tell us the exact location of the spear dragon and the shape of the lair. Live as usual inside the lair, and when we move, bring all the tribesmen outside.”
Raon nodded, saying that would be fine.
“Is that really okay? Like poking the scales of the Dsiuros…?”
“That’s not necessary. Just come up above ground.”
After that, they nodded, saying they would take care of it themselves.
“Okay, I see. First of all, the location is….”
Latiru told me in detail about the location and size of the lair where the dragon Dsiuros was hiding.
“This is enough.”
Raon nodded after drawing the location of the dragon and the route of the lair on the map.
“Then I will come and visit you tomorrow.”
“Hey, tomorrow?”
“Yes. Dragons are quick-witted creatures. If you stall for time, you might end up in trouble.”
“Oh, I see. Then… .”
Latiru blinked as if she still found it hard to believe, then left for Rare.
“There are dogs everywhere.”
Martha ground her teeth and clenched her fists.
“The dragon I read about in the book was like a mediator protecting the world….”
Burren shook his head, growing increasingly disappointed.
“Yeah. It’s worse than a lizard… .”
Runaan lowered his eyebrows, saying that he did not like it.
“Now is not the time to be swearing at lizards, is it?”
Raon shook his head as he looked at the three captains and the inspectors behind them.
“Don’t you have enough time to make plans?”
He waved his hand, saying that he would not move from now on.
“That, that’s right… .”
“Because that damn Jeonju said he wouldn’t help me.”
“hunks….”
Burren, Martha, and Runaan let out a short sigh.
“Okay, let’s get together. We should start with a meeting.”
Trevin clapped his hands and called the others over.
“First, let’s think of a way to rescue the hostage.”
“Won’t it be easy? There’s only one way out.”
“That’s narrow too.”
“Then we have to bring out the dragon….”
“If we bring out the dragon first, we won’t be able to launch a surprise attack. If we want to catch it on our own, we need to use a surprise attack technique.”
The inspectors began to have a serious discussion, each bringing out their own opinions.
“Hmm… .”
Raon hummed as he watched the scene with his arms crossed.
-this guy….
Las frowned as he watched Raon being happy.
-Are you looking at me with the eyes that are going to do something crazy?
***
The next day at noon.
The stormtroopers were digging tunnels in the desert and moving towards the lair of the dragon Desiuros.
“Is this the best?”
Raon followed the Gwangpungjeon inspectors and licked his lips.
“There’s nothing we can do. The exit is too narrow. If we want to rescue all the hostages and get out, we have to first clear a way out.”
Martha shook her head, saying that if the dragon moved first, all the hostages could die.
“Yes. After we save the people inside, we have no choice but to go outside while blocking the dragon’s attack.”
Burren also threw the sand back, saying that was the best.
“Honestly, I don’t know….”
Runaan nodded and said he would follow Burren and Martha.
“Now that we know the location of the spear dragon and the form of the lair, we must find a way to take advantage of it.”
Trevin waved his hand, saying that this method seemed the best for now.
“Okay, now be quiet. We’re almost there.”
Burren took a short breath as he examined the map. The other inspectors nodded with their mouths shut.
“Hmm… .”
Raon shook his head with his arms crossed.
“No matter how much I think about it, this isn’t it.”
I checked the inside of the lair right in front of me and climbed up onto the sand, causing frost.
“hey!”
“Laon!”
“Huh!”
After giving a deep smile to the screaming Whirlwind cadres, he climbed up onto the desert.
Gooooooo!
A huge sand mountain appears in front of you. Beneath it, the spear dragon Dsiuros and dwarves are gathered.
“Whoop… .”
Raon took a deep breath and opened his mouth as wide as possible.
“You lizard cub hiding in the desert! The warriors who will kill you have come! Come out now!”
The roar of the shout swept away the sands of the desert and shook the mountains of sand as if they were going to collapse.
Kugugugugugugugu!
As if hearing Raon’s scream, a huge mana echo began to rise from within the sand mountain.
It seemed as if the dragon Desiuros was about to reveal itself.
“Eww!”
“You crazy bastard!”
“Why are you doing that!”
“You said the plan was good, so why are you complaining?”
The inspectors screamed as they saw Raon suddenly going crazy and running wild.
-I knew this would happen… .
Las shook his head, saying he saw madness in his eyes.
‘You know it too.’
Raon twisted his lips as he watched the red scales slowly appearing from under the sand mountain.
‘We can’t save the hostage with their methods.’
