Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

It was still a king.

The "Secretary of Dragon Destruction" also called me the legendary Evil Dragon - Farvnar.

Will the resulting head be about twice the height of Belgrette's height? Even the tyrants float in majesty from the sight of the human beings at far altitude.

The king of the overly immense outsider looks around with Kyorokyoro after a glimpse of the human beings who live in front of him. It was a way to even feel adorable somewhere.

Moment after moment, one boy student rushed out with all his might. Almost with instinct, I guess he tried to escape.

For a second.

His right leg, bounced off.

As if. He lacked thanksgiving in front of the king, therefore, punishment.

Blowing feet as they rotate like windmills and blood scattered in all directions.

The boy screams and falls into the spot. The green on the lawn stains red. If we don't help, we'll lose blood soon enough.

But nobody. Even Belgrette couldn't move.

I didn't know what happened.

The foot of a male student who tried to escape, suddenly, blew away.

Just at least, I'm sure everyone understood.

I understood that if I moved, this would happen to me.

And Mia. And Digos. And Edvin. And Lenore. And Belgrette.

Nothing.

For example, if all fifty people on this scene attack simultaneously, nothing will happen.

That kind of thing, every other time. I felt the separation between the scale of being and being.

In Belgrette's ears, beeping and fine sounds arrived.

Stop, don't make a sound. If that sound makes you his target...

I notice there. He said it was his teeth that were beeping.

- Under the sky with the color that's going to end.

in that year, which is passed down every sixty years.

Descending is the evil dragon that is said to live two thousand years.

It's like a myth.

But to Belgrette, I understand.

This is not the story of the brave heroes challenging the resurrected evil dragons, nor is it the poem "Ugh" by the warriors who dare to challenge the mighty dragon kings and scatter them.

Just.

Somewhere a hungry giant beast chased around the bait called Draughtrow and just came here as a result. That draughtlow is gone, so we just get ourselves eaten instead. It was just one of those, everywhere food chains.

As a knight...... I wanted to die honorably, assuming I was ever killed. A beautiful, biographical death that will be told to future generations.

But all that stuff, it blew up.

No honor, no honor. There are no stories or legends left.

It just ends up as bait.

Fangs as sharp and disturbed as execution instruments.

A faint peek from it, a poisonous purple, stuffed large tongue. Even the expression "miserable" is raw.

No. I absolutely don't like being eaten like this and dying.

Bergrette raised her voice and nearly cried out, it was that moment.

"I'll go. Everybody run, Belle."

The boy's... I heard a small voice whispering.

Why not?

You haven't even given up in a situation like this?

I know how much and everything.

Even you, it's not about winning or not winning.

This is one catastrophe. Bad luck, we all just die.

Yet.

"Now I remember. I'm not from a different world. Actually, Geisse from" Manage the Clerk "......, it's Nantka's rebirth. About 5,000 years ago? Because he's knocking it down too. Spare."

Stupid. Say something more.

"- Let's go. Run away, huh?"

The ground blew up.

Wearing the earth, wrapped in earthly smoke, the drift shield fleshes to Farvnar.

The evil dragon turned his gullible eyes towards the drifting shelter, slightly - opening his mouth. Shot out at high speed, the boy flaunts it with supple side steps. Something heavily loaded crushes the lawn. It's - fist, about the size of a stone.

Identity of what bounced off the legs of a boy student earlier.

"I can see it, Rah!

Running through the side, the drift guard throws the stone taken out of his pocket.

It hits Farvnar's skin, but it was bounced off leaving a sound like metal. At the same time, the driftshield rushes through to get out of the sight of the evil dragon.

"Ooh, over here!

Nor would he have reacted to the provocation, but Farvnar followed the drifting motion around the giant.

"Now! Everybody, run!

Belgrette screams with all her might.

While showing confusion, they all ran out like they scattered spider children. Digos holds the man who fell after being shot in the right foot earlier, and Belgrette supports the fluttering Mia.

Reacting Farvnar turns his attention to the students,

"Where are you looking!

A sharply stepped stream shield slammed the right, left, and right low kicks into Farvnar's left forefoot in an instant. No one would have fallen down if it had been decided. Combination - but not even vicious.

"Chip!"

The drifting shield, which I realized was completely ineffective, just somehow - with all my might, I backjumped back. It was just a hunch.

Moments.

Hurricane Gufu swept away the shelter until just before. The short forehead of the drift shield is swept away by the wind and simultaneously opposed. I close my eyes unexpectedly.

It's like a big truck running through a national highway. Wind pressure. As a boy from modern Japan, it is incredible that it was created by the arms of living beings.

The giant dragon was looking down at the drifting protection in a position with his right forefoot shaken off by a rounded thickness.

"- Ha. Don't you mind being avoided?

My spine was frozen, even as I slapped my mouth lightly.

Definitely. At the time of eating...... it ends.

Now, just a blow I paid my forefoot to the side. If you hit it, that would be the end of the line for the truck.

I realized on a short offense.

- He's a real monster.

Farvnar's mouth opens, aiming for drift protection where the movement stops unexpectedly.

The stone that was thrown out of the cannon jumped to the side and dodged it.

The evil dragon captured the drifting shield motion with his gigantic eyes, lifting his giant left arm unconstitutionally and slapping it down as it was. It just behaves like tapping a annoying little bug. But the lawn was decided, a blow enough to roll up the dirt and sand.

"- Huh"

Liquid protection stepped sharply at the toe of Farvnar, which remained stuck on the ground after an unexpected blow. Quickly tap into the left and right fists.

"... Grr!?

Unexpectedly, he wandered back to the shock like he had hit a block wall.

Blurring...... and Farvnar pulls out the hand that was buried on the ground. Digged dirt scatters apart. Shovelker, the drift shield was poisoned from the inside.

It's not working.

A kick in the shield, a fist. Doesn't work.

Keep your eyes peeled away from the evil dragon, while allowing your gaze to circle. Apparently, all the students have escaped to safety.

The only people in this courtyard right now are drifting shelter and farvnar.

... Everyone escaped safely. Don't you think I can run away now?

Perhaps the total annihilation of Drauthor had intoxicated me even with the feeling of omnipotence and omnipotence. Such a cheap drunkenness blew away somewhere lightly.

This is no good. It won't be stylish.

I tried putting it on and sticking it in, but I don't think I can beat him. This is like hitting a dump car from the front.

I'm sure. Running away here, I don't blame Belgrette.

On the contrary, they would even thank us for creating a gap where everyone could escape.

It's a short relationship, but I get it. That's what she is.

After fleeing, students who return without knowing the circumstances may be unluckily murdered by Farvnar, but that's another story. Belgrette may grieve because of it, but that's another story, too.

Whatever it is, it doesn't matter that much.... even though it is.

At that time. After the duel, Belgrette's crying face was so cute that it seemed like something could be done.

But I didn't want you to look like that anymore.

"- Come on, you fucking lizard. Are you freaking out?

While I'm at it, something's wrong.

I can't believe that's enough reason to stand up to such a monster.

Cold sweaty driftshields grin to inspire themselves.