Reincarnated as a Dragon’s Egg ～Lets Aim to Be the Strongest～

"Gaaaaaa!"

I bark to inspire myself and rush to the Little Rock Dragon.

The body is heavy.

The bleeding is terrible, too.

Even vision is sumptuous.

Still, I can move.

Evolve into a [Little Ark Dragon] and you will be able to recover yourself.

That should make my HP pretty good, as well as my physical condition.

But I still don't use evolution.

Evolve only after you help Gregory, who is being taken by the ground crack.

The shape of the body would change considerably if it evolved into a [Little Arc Dragon].

I can't move as I think because of that, and if Gregory's rescue doesn't make it, it's the end of the line.

First rescue Gregory as he is, then evolve into an [arc dragon] and hang healing magic on several people, including Gregory.

Then I'll draw the Little Rock Dragon and get Gregory and the villagers to rescue the other wounded.

Aside from Gregory, many people are physically injured or have their feet taken by the ground crack.

But none of the villagers who are falling around now are injured in a way that is immediately life-threatening.

If I keep sticking with [rolling] and restorative magic, this operation should buy villagers time to flee elsewhere.

I may not be able to defeat you.

But I can do that much.

[Little Arc Dragon] has a 4% chance of winning and less than 1% chance of rescue success for all wounded.

For a moment, what [the voice of God] showed me just now overtakes my head.

Don't think about it.

Don't think about it.

Forget about that.

Little Rock Dragon breathes heavily in.

The body of the rock expands so that it is pushed out of the inside.

Brace attack.

I haven't seen the place to use it yet, but I'm sure he had a [sandbrace].

I'm the only one in range.

Run through the footsteps of the Little Rock Dragon using [Rolling].

You can't hit a brace attack here.

Right behind me, the breath of the sandstorm blows.

I'll keep moving to the rear of the Little Rock Dragon and release [rolling].

"Ugh..."

Pull the groaning Gregory out of the rift on the ground.

Successful rescue, evolved into a [Little Arc Dragon] to treat Gregory...

[Little Arc Dragon] has a 4% chance of winning and less than 1% chance of rescue success for all wounded.

... If that were true, how many villagers would I desperately hold onto the Little Rock Dragon and be able to help?

The stray delayed my action.

I immediately shook off my strays, and I was about to evolve, and something touched my leg.

It was Gregory's hand.

"... I don't care about me"

Weak, little voice.

But why? It felt powerful somewhere.

"... I don't see how you, the Dark Dragon, can get up for the village that far. But I can tell by looking at your face that it's not just a distraction or some sense of justice.

Even if I look like this, I'm confident in the eyes of people. That said, you're a dragon.

But that's it. I just think it's kind of like this. "

As I say, Gregory sees my face.

Mine, look me in the eye.

Gregory's eyes, I missed somewhere.

It wasn't the eye that sees monsters, it was the eye that sees humans.

"So from here on out, it's just a thought. Though, for once, what I ask for may deviate from your true purpose. It could be selfish and cruel. But still, I can't think of any more hands besides asking you. Forgive me."

In this situation, do me a favor?

That, too, is out of my purpose...

"... please. I don't care about me. Save the village."

That's all I'm saying, Gregory lays his eyes down like he's done his best.

But I can see that Gregory still has only a few HP left.

What Gregory was saying didn't make sense for a moment.

But soon, I came to that sincerity.

I don't think Gregory knew it all.

but I'm sure it was in my expression that I was avoiding one of the options and moving lost.

You can defeat the Little Rock Dragon, your only chance of winning.

I ignored it unconsciously as I thought of it, because I must have wanted to be accepted into the village.

Because as a hero who protected the village, he wanted to be cheated.

You really are a [little brave] man.

I couldn't do that to let a mortal at death look me straight in the eye and still turn a blind eye to the fact that I was making excuses and delusions to myself by pretending not to notice.

I gently stretch my nails to Gregory's neck.

And Gregory's neck, he snapped.

I didn't see where my flying neck fell off. I couldn't see.

Villagers watching my trends scream.

Naturally.

If someone you admired as a mighty ally suddenly did this.

[Unable to get EXP due to LvMAX.

The LV of [Title Skill [Way of Evil] has gone from 4 to 5.

[Title Skill [Disaster] LV increased from 1 to 3.

[Title Skill [Despicable King] 's LV has gone from 1 to 2.

Increase title skills and new evolutionary destinations.

There's only one option left to win.

There's no way that the hassle can only be [Yorumungand] by evolving to [Erosive Son Dragon].

It just didn't come out because I didn't raise the LV of my title skills in the bad direction.

"Hih, hih!

"Hey, what the hell, are you just, like, a demon... Oh, because he brought Gregory... I believed there was something there, but, oh, oh..."

"The village is over now. Ah! Run! Leave the injured man alone! I can't do this anymore!

The villagers, who have been watching from a distance until now, look at the end of Gregory and scatter it at a glance.

When I realized, my eyes were following the backs of the escaping villagers.

There was no wonder and resistance, but there was an indescribable sense of nothingness that you had crossed the border between demons and people.