Chapter 7 Part 5
Translator : PolterGlast
"Haa,
haa, haa ..."
A
young man was swinging his fist at the outer edge of the city wrapped in the
dark night.
His
fist blew the air away and his flowing kicks cut through the wind.
Kevin,
a young man of the Silver Wolf tribe, who belonged to the first class, third
year.
While
breathing roughly, he swung his fist.
His
fist, illuminated by the moonlight, never once faltered, and he continued to
unleash one technique after another.
He
launched a straight fist thrust, then connected with an elbow strike while
sliding his right leg forward, and then linked it with a roundhouse kick with
his left leg.
He
then jumped lightly. While switching legs, he then executed a heel drop with
his right foot.
The
blow, along with the momentum of the roundhouse kick added to it, struck the
ground violently, and due to the impact, the soil bounced up and flew in the
air.
If
it were an ordinary piece of armor, the kick would surely crush the entire
contents of the armor.
However,
in contrast to the brilliance of his technique, even as he delivered such a
blow, Kevin's expression was still stiff.
"This
won't do. He can dodge this...!"
While
gnashing his back teeth, Kevin readjusted his fist.
A
meadow stretched out in front of him. But his eyes caught a glimpse of a figure
standing in the meadow while holding a katana.
The
moment he saw the shadow, a hot, sticky sensation spreads through his mind.
He
remembered the human figure that had fought a fierce battle with Jihad at the
martial arts garden.
An
inferior student. The person he had despised as garbage had shown him
unbelievable feats of skill.
Shattering
Jihad's sword and shield.
The
tenth-class student had accomplished what none of the A-ranked students in the
third year and first class had ever accomplished.
The
hero, whose temporary weapon shattered, finally pulled out his true companion,
which he had never wielded against a student, and faced Nozomu.
The
hero recognized the student, Nozomu Bountis, as someone worthy of him to fight
using his true weapon.
No
one else in the third year was treated that way. No one could make him pull out
his "companion".
And
the person in question, who had the huge sword pointed at him, showed no sign
of being intimidated, but simply looked straight at the formidable foe before
him.
"What
the hell is wrong with that guy! ... "
For
Kevin, who had only judged people by their strength and power, the sight of
Nozomu fighting Jihad was like a bolt of lightning coming from the sky.
Gut-wrenching
rage and humiliation scorched Kevin's body.
But
what irritated him more than anything else was the fact that the girl he had a
crush on had been cheering for that inferior student.
The
words she gave to Nozomu during the combat training had pierced Kevin's chest
like a spear.
The
katana that was drawn because of her support. She stared with eyes shining like
rainbows towards the guy who, despite his handicap, was facing Jihad head-on.
The
battle ended with Jihad's victory. But in that battle, no one could laugh at
Nozomu.
Everyone
was fascinated by Nozomu's appearance, who, even though he was cornered,
struggled to his last breath, trying to find a way out of the situation.
Seeing
Nozomu, who eventually fainted, the girl jumped down into the arena without
worrying about the public's gaze.
She
rushed into the arena faster than anyone else.
Kevin
could only feel the pain from her voice as she ran towards Nozomu while
screaming desperately.
"Damn
it!..."
As
if his whole body was on fire with rage and unspeakable discomfort, Kevin
clicked his tongue and activated his instantaneous movement.
As
if to shake off the discomfort in his chest, he danced at the shadow of his
enemy, Nozomu, standing before him.
But
this time, the shadow did not just stand still.
As
if in response to Kevin's instantaneous movement, the shadow also activated its
instantaneous movement. It sprinted towards Kevin with the intention of a
head-on collision.
The
distance between the two quickly closed, and in no time, the shadow's figure
filled Kevin's field of vision.
Nozomu's
shadow, who was holding a katana, had a wider attack range than Kevin's.
The
shadow raised its katana and slashed at Kevin's torso. However, its speed was
not fast at all.
"Such
a slow blow!"
Kevin
leaped in time with the oncoming slash. Using his physical ability and agility,
he leaped over Nozomu's head in a somersault.
While
turning over in mid-air, Kevin fired a volley of Qi bullets at the shadow's
feet, shaking the shadow's momentum with soaring sand and soil.
He
landed just behind the shadow. Inside his attack range. The perfect distance
for him to swing his fist.
"Raah!"
Kevin
immediately launched his fist at the back of the shadow's head.
His
physical ability had been enhanced by his Qi. The fist, which transmitted the
momentum of his entire body, became a vicious blunt weapon and aimed at the
shadow from behind.
Furthermore,
the Qi bullet that had just been released left the shadow completely standing
still.
(I
got you!)
He
was sure of his victory.
But
the next moment, that certainty vanished like a haze.
"Wha~
!?"
The
shadow figure at the end of his fist moved out of Kevin's point of attack like
a flowing stream.
At
the same time, the shadow's body spun around and its piercing gaze pierced
Kevin.
The
shadow stepped forward, using the momentum from its katana swing, and tried to
avoid Kevin's fist strike while turning around in a circular motion unique to
the art of the katana technique.
Its
evasive maneuver was made at an extremely delicate timing that even those who
saw it weren't sure if it would make it in time.
Whether
Kevin's fist would catch the shadow or not.
A
bead of sweat ran down the Silverwolf's cheek, and his pupils dilate.
And
then, a momentary intersection occurred..
"~
!?"
Kevin's
cheeks twitched and cold sweats broke out down his spine all at once.
The
shadow succeeded in dodging his fist while making a single scratch on his
cheek, and as soon as he turned around, the shadow was about to launch an
upward slash from below
With
all the hairs on his body standing up, Kevin tried to pull back his swinging
fist.
However,
Kevin had stepped forward and was already unable to escape the sword's attack
range.
"Tch!"
While
clicking his tongue, he forcibly put his own fist into the orbit of the katana.
In
such an unstable position, Kevin dared to parry with the light armor on the
gauntlet on his hand. But despite his aim, the shadow's attack sliced through
the armor without any resistance.
"Guh~!"
Kevin
quickly tried to take a distance, but at that moment the shadow had already
released another attack.
Something
approached in front of him at high speed.
The
next moment, Kevin felt something pass through his body.
"A~……"
A
dumbfounded voice escaped Kevin's mouth.
A
strange feeling of floating and emptiness. He felt strangely cold from the neck
down.
His
vision spun. Then, with a thud, the scene in front of him rolled and
overturned.
What
the hell happened?.... His vision turned dark. There, he could see his own body
splattering red with blood...
"Guah~!
Haa, haa, haa ..."
He
involuntarily yelled and breathed roughly.
The
next thing he knew, his darkened vision had returned to normal.
He
put his hand on his neck to make sure of it, but his neck was still firmly
connected to his body.
"Ugh...!"
At
the same time as he felt relief, he felt a sense of rage and humiliation that
almost set his whole body on fire.
Ever
since Nozomu's fierce battle with Jihad, Kevin had been training in this outer
edge of the city in secret.
He
would unleash his fists until his arms could no longer be raised, and repeat it
until his legs became wobbly.
The
shadow of Nozomu was always flickering in Kevin's mind as he pushed his body to
the limit.
He
swung his fists frantically, trying to shake off the shadow, but he could not
imagine himself winning.
And
most of all, the sad face of the person he had been thinking of recently
stirred his heart.
The
fact that she was not looking at him, but at someone who was inferior to him.
Someone who had become ahead of him before he knew it. His own pride, which
didn't want to admit defeat, were fighting against the reality, folding and
mingling with each other, and only frustration grew.
"Damn
you ..."
His
feeling of humiliation leaked out unintentionally.
Under
the starry sky, Kevin desperately suppressed his voice that was about to come
out as a scream while clenching his hands so tightly that his fingernails dug
into his palms.
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In
the basement of the martial arts garden built in the Soluminati Academy,
numerous magic formations were drawn on the wide floor.
These
were used to control the magic barriers that had been installed in the martial
arts garden. It was the best magic formation on the continent, which was made
with the best of the school's technology.
Jihad
was waiting for someone to arrive while meditating alone on the magic
formation, which was laid out like a carpet.
"Am
I late?"
"No,
you are right on time.."
Zonne
suddenly appeared out of the darkness, stroking his beard and walking up to
Jihad.
Jihad,
who did not seem to be particularly surprised, turned and faced the old man.
"Now
then, let's drive the wedge. Aside from me, you don't have much time, do
you?"
"Well
yeah. After this, there will be a rat hunt..."
"Hmm.
Then, let's get started..."
Zonne
stepped forward and passed by Jihad's side and caught a glimpse of the magic
formation drawn on the floor.
However,
Zonne's aim was not the magic formation in front of him. This was just a lid to
hide the real magic formation.
Zonne
reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick stack of paper.
The
moment he saw what was drawn on the paper, Jihad's eyebrows frowned.
"Old
man, you're going to do it seriously, right?"
"W-what's
with that disappointed expression! Of course, I'm serious!"
On
the cover of the thick stack of paper was a picture of naked, glamorous women.
It was an obscene picture.
Zonne,
who was coldly stared at by Jihad, became flustered and defended himself.
"This
is a camouflage! It may look like an obscene picture, but what's inside is a
technique created with the best of my magic skills!"
Jihad's
gaze turned even colder.
Is
it true? He highly doubted it.
"Eei!
Here, look!"
Zonne
tossed the bundle of papers he was holding into the air.
A
wide variety of nude pictures were scattered in the air. From humans, beastmen,
and elves. From saplings to ripe fruits, from big to small, they were all there
as a work of art and entertainment.
"Blow
up! My own work of art!"
The
storm that swirled and blew it up was no doubt become an erotic typhoon. Jihad
was about to make a remark.
Zonne
was a man without restraint. There was no moderation in his behavior
Amidst
the unusual sight, and while Zonne was pierced by Jihad's expression full of
suspicion, something happened just as the storm raged more intensely.
"Hm~
..."
The
obscene pictures floating in the air suddenly emitted light, turning the ero
typhoon into a storm of shining white light.
Light
particles danced from the obscene pictures as they began to glow, and the naked
figures disappeared, revealing strange symbols.
The
strange symbols, which were made up of many curves and straight lines, seemed
to break off at the edges of the paper. It was clearly different from the
circle-based magic formation prevalent on this continent.
For
a moment, Jihad wondered if it was some kind of technique used in the East, but
it was not.
"This
is……!"
As
Jihad was gazing in amazement, Zonne raised both arms and swung them down at
once.
The
next moment, all the light papers that had been dancing in the air hit the
floor at once, emitting an exceptionally strong light.
Upon
closer look, one can see that all of the formations were connected to the
symbols drawn on the papers, without a single deviation.
It
was a huge formation made by connecting numerous symbols.
It
was much larger and more complicated than the formation that controlled the
magic barriers in the martial arts garden.
Jihad
gulped. Even he, who had fought on many battlefields, had never seen such a
magnificent magic formation.
"Now
then, the formation is complete. It's time to finish it up."
Zonne
continued to work while Jihad was amazed.
Zonne
raised the staff in his hand, and the glowing white staff floated up and stood
in the center of the magic formation.
At
the same time, the staff emitted an intense light, and the magic formation on
the floor was also dyed white, and the staff that had been standing in the
center of the formation sunk into the ground.
When
the staff completely disappeared into the ground, the light of the magic
formation disappeared as well.
"This
is the end"
Once again, darkness
dominated the basement.
The magnificent magic
formations were no longer there. Only the barrier control formations of the
martial arts garden, that had been carved into the floor and had existed since
before, were there.
But perhaps Zonne's
"wedge" had has already been driven there.
Zonne turned on his
heel as if his business was finished, and Jihad followed a little later.
The moon shone
brightly in the night sky as they walked out of the basement. It was already
late at night.
"Ah right, I have
something for you."
As if remembering
something, Zonne pulled out several strange stones from his pocket.
Five colored stones:
blue, red, green, yellow, and black.
However, looking at
their surfaces, they were engraved with intricate and bizarre patterns that
Jihad had never seen before.
"This looks like
a magic tool used for the barrier ... Zonne-dono, what is this?"
"This is magic
tool called the [Five Scale Stone]. After the kid wakes up, he definitely needs
to train his abilities for some reason, right? I'm talking about the dragon's
power. More precisely, it is a magic tool that conceals the power of the
spirits from the outside world. And I've also combined it with a barrier of
concealment."
Indeed, Jihad also
believed that he needed to confirm and train the power of the dragon Nozomu had
taken in. However, the school was too small to train Nozomu, the Dragon Slayer.
He thought about
having him train in the forest, but even so, there was still a possibility of a
third party seeing him there.
However, with this
magic tool, he didn't have to worry about being seen.
"...This is a
truly an unbelievable tool."
Jihad let out a sigh
as he looked at the [Five Scale Stone] handed to him in the moonlight.
Basically, one magic
tool can only have one magic formula engraved on it. If multiple magic formulas
are engraved, the engraved magic will interfere with each other.
The manufacture of
magic tools with multiple magic formulas required an extremely high level of
skill, and they were traded at very high prices.
Jihad could not help
but be amazed at the old man who kept handing him such valuable items as if
they were souvenirs from the street.
"Well, I don't
really need this magic tool, but you do, don't you?"
"Yes. Thank you,
I'll put it to good use."
Nevertheless, what was
available must be used. With all the recent storms and crises, they could no
longer worry about what could be used and what couldn't.
"You still have
one more thing to do, don't you?"
"Yeah, rather, we
must succeed."
Jihad answered Zonne's
question with a stiff expression on his face.
Jihad accompanied the
old man because he had been told about the "wedge" that Zonne had
just driven.
The climax was yet to
come. From here on, they will go through the real battle.
"Jihad-dono, we
are ready."
Inda appeared from the
shadows of the school building.
She was carrying a
thick grimoire with elaborate ornamentation and was dressed in a robe with
magic protection. She was dressed as if she were going to war.
"Alright, old
man, what about you ..."
Jihad nodded at Inda's
brief report and looked back at Zonne.
But the old man was
already gone, and the wind was blowing away the fallen leaves.
"What's wrong,
Jihad-dono?"
"No ...
nothing."
Jihad let out a sigh
once and immediately switched his mind.
Walking forward
regardless of Zonne's sudden disappearance, Jihad looked around as he arrived
at the main gate.
There were eyes
staring at them from the trees and shadows planted near the main gate.
It was the members of
the Starlight that Jihad had ordered to be called.
"Now then, as I'm
sure you've heard, we are going to exterminate the pests that have nested in
this city."
He had already told
them everything they needed to know. All that was needed was his command to
begin the operation.
"No need to hold
back. Secure them and take them all into custody."
With a simple command,
all eyes around Jihad and Inda disappeared at once and soundlessly.
"We will be on
our way too."
"Yes!"
With his hand on the
[Jaw Drop] on his back and Inda following him, Jihad also disappeared into the
darkness of the night.
Midnight. The battle
of those who lurked in the shadows had begun.
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Nozomu sighed at the
unusual situation he found himself in.
The moment he touched
the strange gate standing on the glasswork meadow, he was in this situation.
All around him, a
glittering sandstorm-like scene was moving up and down, left to right, and all
over the place.
Nozom frowned due to
the discomfort he felt.
Actually, it was not
the surroundings, but Nozomu himself who was moving. Moreover, he felt
unpleasant because he was in a situation where he was in free fall.
Nozomu was desperately
struggling to regain his position. He was shifting around and around.
"Damn! What's
going on !?"
In the midst of this
unexpected situation, Nozomu was frantically moving his hands and legs while
raising his voice.
However, there was no
way he could fly or glide, as he had no wings.
Somehow, he managed to
spread out his arms and legs to kill the momentum of his spin and regain his
position, but he could not see the end of his fall at all.
Countless white lines
cut through the darkness of the void.
"W-w-what am I
supposed to do?"
Nozomu's voice
trembled as he panicked, not knowing at all how far he had fallen.
Meanwhile, the
countless lines that were gradually running around him seemed to be decreasing
in number.
Soon, everything that
could be seen in front of his eyes disappeared. True darkness enveloped Nozomu.
At that moment, the sensation
of falling that he had felt earlier suddenly disappeared. All that remained was
a strange floating sensation.
The next moment, his
field of vision opened at once.
The scenery changed in
the blink of an eye.
"What's
this……?"
The situation had changed
so drastically that Nozomu's thoughts couldn't catch up with it.
But then he realized
that the floating sensation he felt earlier had disappeared, and both his feet
were firmly planted on the ground.
And the beauty of the
scene before him took Nozomu's breath away.
He was now standing on
a slightly elevated hill. Beyond it stretched out a fertile hilly landscape
that extended beyond the horizon.
The towering trees,
nourish the life of birds resting on their branches and leaves.
The plateaus were
covered with green meadows where beasts raced, and
at the end of the
plateau was a huge white tower that pierced the clouds and seemed to reach the
sky.
The pure white tower
shone dazzlingly in the sunlight pouring down from the sky.
And in the sky ......
were six dragons spreading their wings and dancing.
"Those
are……"
Each one was
completely different from the other, a different kind of dragon.
The pure white that
combined strength and purity, the yellow that brimming with life, the green of
the wind floating in the sky at will, the red of the scarlet flame that seemed
to embody the flame of life, and the blue of the ocean that could swallow
everything.
Each dragon was young
and full of vitality, and the powerful flap of their wings gave them the
atmosphere of those who reign at the pinnacle of all life.
But what caught
Nozomu's eye was something else. It was a dragon clad in jet-black scales that
seemed to embody the darkness of the night.
Flying at the back of
the herd, the dragon was moving its wings frantically, trying desperately to
keep up with the five dragons in front of it, even though it looked like it was
in danger of falling over.
"Is that
...Tiamat?"
They were different in
size and number of wings. But when Nozomu's eyes caught sight of it, the names
came naturally from his mouth.
"Everyone ~. Wait
up~~!"
"Good grief, that
guy is still bad at flying~"
"Regnant, don't
say that. Even Tet is doing her best."
The dragon called
Regnant, with its green dragon scales shining in the sunlight, sighed while
flapping its sharp, blade-like wings. Towards such a green dragon, the blue
dragon with a body as supple as a sea serpent spoke words of caution.
"As Oru says ...
A Green Dragon like you has no trouble flying ..."
"Yes, that's
right! Ooslagg is right!"
Ooslagg, the yellow
dragon with a body like a huge rock, defended Tiamat, but the red dragon, who
interrupted their conversation from the side, knocked her down again.
"But, well,
Tiamat is definitely not good at flying, she's not like a dragon!"
"Guu ... Wellims,
why did you bring that up!"
The disgruntled Tiamat
started yapping again, but the red dragon, called Wellims, didn't seem to care.
"U~u~u~!"
"Come on, Tet.
Pull yourself together."
The white dragon
approached beside the black dragon, calling out while encouraging Tiamat, who
was feeling frustrated.
Tiamat's eyes lit up
as she confirmed the white dragon's appearance.
"T-thank you.
Mikael!"
"Good grief. That
Mikael, he has a soft spot for Tet~"
The white dragon
called Mikael was by Tiamat's side, gently stroking her head to encourage her.
Fellow dragons were
watching over these two with gentle eyes.
Nozomu was struck
dumbfounded by the sight of Tiamat, whom he had never seen before.
"Is this ...
Tiamat's memory? But ..."
To Nozomu, Tiamat was
nothing but a disaster incarnate.
Tiamat had such
powerful power to annihilate a forest with a single blow, and it had the urge
and hatred to destroy everything in its path.
Until now, Tiamat had
tried to destroy him many times. Sometimes indirectly, sometimes directly. It
had destroyed Nozomu's spirit and body. It had tried to revive itself many
times.
However, the Tiamat
before Nozomu's eyes didn't show the slightest trace of such hatred or the urge
to kill. In fact, she seemed somewhat childish and even timid.
Tiamat's memories.
Nozomu, who had a glimpse of a part of it, became doubtful and confused about
the dragon.
But Nozomu had to put
aside his doubts as the six dragons continued to soar through the sky.
Eventually, the six
dragons found a suitable flat land and began to descend in unison.
The landing of the
giants, larger than a house, caused a roaring sound, and all the wild animals
in the area around the landing point flee at once.
"Everyone, it's
okay~! Sorry, we startled you~!"
Upon landing, Tiamat
checked on the wild animals and rushed to them, away from the five dragons.
The black dragons,
which were making a thudding sound, made the wild animals panic and hid behind
the grass, but they did not seem to run away immediately.
"Hey, hey, let's
play~!"
Tiamat walked up to
the animals and cheerfully called out to them. The animals were peeking at him
from behind the grass and leaves.
The animals looked at
Tiamat for a while, but eventually, one by one, they approached the black
dragon with trepidation.
The doe that
approached first brought her nose close to Tiamat's paw, and after she sniffed
it, she licked it.
Tiamat responded to
the doe's gaze, which had a mixture of curiosity and a hint of fear, with calm
eyes.
Perhaps because of
Tiamat's gentle eyes, the doe, which had been sniffing, brushed her cheek
against the black dragon's paw.
Perhaps finally
reassured by this sight, the animals appeared from the forest one after another
and sneaked up to Tiamat.
"Ahahaha! That
tickles! Hey~! Don't bite my tail~!"
In no time at all, the
animals were rubbing their bodies against Tiamat. Not only deer, rabbits, and
other herbivores. Even the wolves and bears that would normally hunt them had
joined together to snuggle up to Tiamat.
“As usual, Tet is
loved by the animals.”
"... Not just
animals. She was worshiped by humans too."
A heartwarming scene
lit by warm sunlight. Mikael, who had been watching from afar, gave a small
smile, and as if prompted by this, Ooslagg opened his mouth.
"Hee,
really?"
"The Black Dragon
of Fertility, was it? She was sharing her vitality with the barren land for the
humans who were suffering from famine because she felt sorry for them~. They were
in a great panic when she turned the barren land into a sea of trees~."
"As usual, she's
careless ..."
Wellims grumbled at
Regnant's revelations, and their friends laughed when they hear them.
Meanwhile, Tiamat, who
they were talking about, was still playing with the animals.
After watching the
scene of Tiamat playing with the animals for a while, Oru turned his mysterious
face to Mikael.
"More
importantly, is it okay for you to sneak away from the ritual, Mikael? Wouldn't
your father be mad at you for sneaking out?"
"It will be okay,
Oru. It's my brother, Gabriel, who should be there for the ritual anyway... I'm
sure father doesn't mind that I'm gone either."
The blue dragon called
Oru tilted his head a little worried, but Mikael shook his head and answered.
However, his voice
seemed to be somewhat depressed.
"I wonder about
that~. I'm sure your father's head is probably boiling with anger because you,
Mikael, are disappearing on your own right now~."
"Mikael, are you
okay...? your father, is he angry at you?"
Due to the agitated
voice of Regnant, the Green Dragon, Tiamat, who had a big smile on her face
earlier, anxiously snuggled up against Mikael.
Tiamat retracted its
long neck like a turtle. Tiamat probably knew Mikael's father as well.
Even so, Tiamat didn't
want to leave Mikael, the white dragon's side. Tiamat looked up at him with her
moist eyes and said, "Don't go!".
"It's okay, Tet.
Besides, I'm having more fun with everyone."
"Well, still, the
adults don't think well of us playing together."
Mikael gently patted
Tiamat, who looked up at him with sad eyes.
Meanwhile, Oru, now
shifted his gaze to Tiamat.
"What about you,
Tet? Is this alright with you? Is this okay with you? This area is outside the
Black Dragon's control area. This is a buffer zone, but Tet is not allowed
outside of the control area yet..."
Upon hearing Oru's
question, Tiamat's face distorted as if she had bitten a bitter worm. She had a
dissatisfied look on her face.
"I don't want to
be there. Everyone is tormenting me and saying I'm useless..."
Useless.
Knowing firsthand
Tiamat's extraordinary power, Nozomu couldn't believe his ears the moment he
heard those words.
But if he looked
closely, Tiamat was one size smaller than the other dragons.
Perhaps Tiamat was
still a young dragon.
The other dragons
might also be quite young, and Nozomu thought that perhaps they were much
younger than he thought.
In fact, he could not
detect the mature atmosphere in their words and actions.
Unaware of Nozomu's
thoughts, the young black dragon shook his head and shouted.
"I'd rather be
with everyone. No, I want to be with everyone forever!"
"But it's
impossible~. Everything will move like the wind. It's impossible to stay
together forever ~"
Tiamat's cry, which
resembled a scream, was dismissed by Regnant's words.
The other dragons
looked away and looked uncomfortable, but no one denied Regnant's words. They
may have the same thoughts.
"But ... but
..."
Perhaps still unable
to give up, Tiamat was desperately searching for words to somehow deny
Regnant's words.
In the end, however,
only silence passed between the dragons without any further words.
"... It is the
facts. When we become adults, we have to live in our respective controlled lands,
and we are forbidden to go to lands where other dragons live."
"... Why do they
do it that way? It would be better if we could all stay together..."
Tiamat's mutterings
were drowned out by the wind as she looked up at the sky forlornly.
Contrary to the black
dragon's feeling of being depressed to no end, the sun shining in the sky was
sprinkling its cheerful light to no end.
"What in the
world is this all about?..."
Nozomu's mind was in a
state of complete confusion as he was presented with one unbelievable sight
after another.
A gigantic tower that
he had never seen before. And the different species of dragons talking to each
other. All of these things were beyond Nozomu's comprehension.
Above all, he was
struck by the sight of Tiamat, which was completely different from the Tiamat
he had known until then.
A completely different
side of the dragon that he had previously thought was nothing more than a
disaster. Confusion and doubt about the dragon began to swirl in the back of
his mind.
However, Tiamat's
memories burst out and disappeared before he could find out the answer, and
darkness once again took over the area.
Once again, a floating
sensation overtook him, and his vision went dark.
Nozomu found himself
once again standing on a jet-black grassy plain.
The shining gate was
still standing before his eyes.
Was it his
imagination? The red light that had been visible beyond the horizon seemed to
be getting closer.
If he went through the
gate, he might see Tiamat's past again.
And what lies beyond
the red horizon?
Pushing down the trace
of anxiety and nervousness, Nozomu once again reached for the gate in front of
him.
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Author’s note
For the time being,
here is a brief description of the dragon from the main story.
Information will be
limited due to possible spoilers.
Regnant.
He is a green dragon,
and his talent for manipulating the wind is outstanding among the green dragon
tribe.
He is a humorous guy
and often made fun of Tiamat for her slow pace.
Wellims
One of the fire
dragons.
He is skilled at
manipulating flames and can burn down an entire forest on a whim if he feels
like doing it.
Its power is so great
that the soil goes beyond carbonization and turns to glass.
Despite his strengths,
he has a volatile personality and is often a source of trouble.
Ooslagg
A taciturn yellow
dragon.
He is not very good at
speaking and cannot communicate well by talking.
Oru
A blue dragon with a
calm personality. He is characterized by his supple, sea-serpent-like physique
and beautiful scales.
Mikael
A white dragon with a
strong sense of justice. He is Tiamat's best friend and often took good care of
her.
