The Lord of the Voice, heard from the smoke blasting in the aisle, quickly approached Setuna and held up his body shortly after Setuna stood up. There are no words in vivid behavior like a knight holding a princess. More importantly, if I saw the woman, it would have been natural to say no.

"Well... I didn't expect to break that line of strength"

Leongand raised his praise on the other side of the smoke blast, but Setsuna also took it for granted. It was a complex multi-layered structure that didn't seem easy to penetrate even the "rays of destruction”. It was the person who had penetrated it easily.

"The power of the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms, not to be underestimated"

The woman said.

The woman holding Setuna was one of those Ufiria-Surline, no matter where she came from, if only she looked at her face. Voices, too, yes. It is the very voice of Ufiria in memory.

Ufiria-Surline. A human woman whom Ramles-Sypha Dorus, king of the genus Dragon, called the Mad King of Ethereal Clothes, loves like a real daughter. Born and raised in the land of the North, the former refuge of Ramles, she remembers that there was a time when she knew Quong and was leaning on The White Shield for some reason, and that time, she appeared in Gandion and gave me a letter from Quong to Setuna. From then on, Faria and the others were more familiar than Setuna, and according to the story, apparently Faria was dating Yufiria as well as her best friend. It is no exaggeration to say that Lyohan was able to survive the chaotic times after the Great Destruction thanks to Ufiria and the Ramless.

Such a memory of Ufiria passes the back of her brain, but how is she now different from the one in her memory? First of all, it looks like it. Ufiria was a man of history. It is the history of being raised by the genus Dragon that should have been nothing but human beings. Yet now she seemed different from a human being.

First of all, my hair is as white as snow, and by the way, I have a mix of blue and flock. It's like a reminder of the Mad King of Ethereal Clothes. That shouldn't be her original hair color. Then, the eye was that of the dragon's eye, different from a human. Furthermore the whole body, the body of a human woman, but the part was covered with dragon scales, like light armor. There is a pair of flying membranes on the back, with long tails growing from the glutes. Half a man, half a dragon.

"The Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms...?

"Hmm... Was there a kind of me in this world?"

"Don't treat me like this on your own"

"Mm..."

For a word of ubiquitous Ufiria, I couldn't seem to beat either just Hasakarau or one of the light mouths.

"Let's go, Setsuna. All right?"

"Oh, oh..."

He nodded quietly, without reason to disagree, although he did not fit in very well as he was held. Ufiria has made it a priority to get out of here anyway, and it would be best to follow her word now.

"Do you think I'll let you get away with this?

"What's wrong with me thinking I'm here alone?"

When she laughed, a tremendous impact rocked the hull. I guess I wasn't expecting a tremor from multiple directions. Both Leongand and Algazard stopped on the spot, but that was the gap. Ufiria feathered her wings and instantly reached the great hole in the ceiling.

"Wait, Setuna! I...!

"Your Majesty"

Setsuna had painfully understood when she saw Leongando's obsession.

"I am your enemy. Then I will take you."

We have to discuss it.

He said.

It was Setsuna who dreamed of him, he said.

And the dream is poking and moving him. Not yet.

Then we must put an end to that dream. And I guess it's also Setuna who was the first to dream that can end that dream.

Setuna grabbed her fist as she burned Leongand's figure away rapidly into its eyes. Squeeze the black spear hard and share your emotions. The rage of the black spear, the more painfully I know. Anger at the gods. Anger at the power of the Holy King. It was Setuna's own anger and pity.

This would not have happened if Leongand hadn't even become the vessel of the Holy King's power.

In the first place, this would not have happened if the power of the Holy King had not existed.

The promises left by the Holy King are cursing and eroding the world.

Then there is no other way but to eradicate the power of the Holy King and, to do so, to destroy Leongando.

That was pathetic, unsatisfactory, and Setuna bit her teeth.

I didn't imagine you were going to fight Leongando. Should it also be a matter of deciding Nair Gandhia to be a phony, and his leader, Leongando Raegnas-Gandhia, also broke off as a phony being, trying not to think deeply about it, but falling for it? No, but doesn't anyone think so? Gandhia was the heart of the Great Destruction. I can't even imagine, especially if what was in the Wang capital Gandhion is somehow alive, starting a new organization and ruling the gods, such as acting with the gods. Not to mention who can imagine Leongand taking the initiative to use the gods and embark on a world conquest.

It's not something I can think of.

No matter what happens, it's no wonder it was a world.

"Anyway, I'm glad you're okay. Faria will be relieved."

The voice of relief, which sounded unexpected, was that of Ufiria-Surline itself, to whom Setuna thanked.

"... ah, oh. Thank you, Ufiria."

She keeps flying, holding Setuna with both arms. A few more layers of space broke through an empty large hole in the ceiling of the aisle, and eventually the night sky jumped into view. As it is, if you leap into the night sky, you will see that your surroundings are turned into battlefields. Countless flying ships emit light, countless flying dragons fly among its fire lines, and magic is disturbed. Divine men, some of the species of divine beasts, but the genus Dragon is more overwhelming. However, its Dragon genus is no match for the Divine genus either. Seeing such a sight with all its senses, Setuna flashed. Who created this situation? Even if you don't think about it, I know. and.

"... Ufiria is dead"

Thoughts stop at an unexpected word.

"My name is Ramlesia-Eufa Dorrus. A being who inherited more power than Ramles-Syfa Dorrus. The meaning of the name is such as the Mad Queen in pale white...... If you look at this, you'll see."

She went proud. If they do say pale clothes, they may be. Overall, there was an impression that the pale and white intersected, such as the herd blue mixed with the hair and the pale scales, which were different from the madman king in the pale coat. From what Faria told me, I hope Ufiria means white flowers in dragon language, did its whites mix with pale and turn pale? Nevertheless, the appearance was Ufiria herself, and Setuna said of it.

"But it only looks like Ufiria..."

"Uphilia died and was reborn to me."

"Reborn..."

How many times have I heard it and I don't know what I've said?

Since the Great Destruction, various human beings have been reborn into extrahuman beings. Niewehein was reborn to God and returned to man, the Quons to the Lions, the Laxus and the others to the Being of God, and the Leongands to the Lion God Emperor. And Yufiria was reincarnated into the king of the genus Dragon.

I would also like to wonder whether it is easy to be reborn from man to man in this world. Whatever it is, it's definitely an event with the right amount of power.

In fact, even in her case, it seemed to have happened accordingly.

"There was no other way to save Ufiria from deification than to reincarnate her into yet another being. Therefore Ramles entrusted all his power to Uphilia and reincarnated him. And I was born."

"So what about Ramles..."

"It became me. I am not exaggerating when it comes to the fusion of Ramles-Sypha Dorrus and Uphilia."

"Yes... was it"

Her voice was somewhere lonely, bitter, and even then extremely touching. It must have been salvation for her that she didn't necessarily lose Ramless. Ufiria loved Ramles as her true father. How regrettable would she have been if she had risked her life to save him like that and lost him on top of that? Ramless lives in her.

Alive with her.

Is that why she can look forward?