I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Looking up at the castle from the foot of the hill, there stood a blonde dragon man with blonde scales. I can see how your face is getting better from here.

It was full of signs of chaos, so I couldn't sense the power of men. However, I knew it wasn't just something from the way it stood.

Huh, Trismegistos?

“That's right. It looks soft, but don't be fooled by appearances.”

”Nnh”

Frederick is not to be warned. Even from a distance, we can see its might. You must be pretty good at this.

The adventurers who had been prompted by Isario to set foot on the hill all reacted in the same way. At first, I noticed signs of an abyss, and then I noticed Trismegistos in the eyes of Franc and the others.

It seemed that they were the first to see Trismegistos directly, and they were surprised.

The Golden Dragon will not move. You're staring at us, as if you were telling me to come up quickly.

Isario, what are you doing?

"This is his castle. You can't just ignore me, can you?"

"But I don't know where he stands." Don't take it easy. "

Frederick looks up at the Golden Dragon. I suspected the connection between the Trismegistos and the Dragon King, and I felt uneasy.

Trismegistos' golden eyes showed no hostility. But it didn't look like he was welcoming.

”... here we go”

”Nnh”

Seeing that all the adventurers had settled down, Isario began to climb the stairs. Everyone's nervous.

There must be a vortex of emotions in front of the legendary Great Sinner.

But there's no such thing as a vigilant trap, and we always climb the stairs.

"Well done, Guren Blade." You're welcome. "

I'm going to get in your way.

"As you like. This is the first time anyone other than Guren Blade and Shrine Maiden's younger brother has ever done it, right?" My sinner is Trismegistos. "

Sounds impressive. Well, you're the former king, so you can't help it? But I didn't feel like I was being punished by God and reflecting on it.

Blonde, blonde eyes, skin as white as loose, without any stains. Not only the horns, but even the scales that grow on the back of the hand and the comedy are shining like polished gold.

At first glance, he looked like a good man, but he was tall and had unexpected muscles. Standing alone to become a picture is exactly the kind of word to use against this kind of existence.

Besides, it was like having the spirit of a monster, but I don't see it that way.

All I know is that it's very strong.

Not only the martial arts skills, but also the magic power in it is high among the dragon people I've seen before. Either far away or far away will do quite a job. No matter how skilled I was at sorcery, it wasn't any more strange than being a rank-A adventurer.

If you think about it, the Dragon Man also has a strength supremacy that resembles the Beast Man. If I were a king, I would be one of the strongest warriors in my family.

Since he was one of the world's leading alchemists, he might be a genius.

Fran seems to be caught by the words of Trismegistos.

Shrine maiden's brother? Who?

Hmmm.

……

Trismegistos' golden eyes saw Fran. There was no sign of skill or sorcery. And yet, there was a strange feeling of being able to see through everything.

Fran felt it, too, and he hardened himself. I was not sure about the enemy, so I managed to hold out. But you're going to give me a hand any minute now.

"This is my castle, not mine. I will not refuse what is coming, but will it be innocent to remain hidden?"

On?

What did you do? Immediately after Trismegistos dropped his gaze on Fran's shadow, the urchin came up from the shadows with a confusing squeaking.

Trismegistos has undoubtedly dragged Ursi out of the shadows. But I had no idea what I was doing.

I don't even know if it's sorcery or skill. However, he didn't try to attack us, he just wanted to make sure that he was hiding.

"Are you a wolf?"

When I nod with satisfaction, I immediately lose my gaze.

Ursi, are you okay? Do you know what you've done?

(Oh, on?)

After all, Ursi himself didn't understand. It's too mysterious to even guess.

Even though he was strong, he was immortalized by the mysterious power. The danger to Trismegistos in me has been raised to rank S.

Though the sign didn't come through, his gaze turned to Franc once again.

“Yeah, you were asking questions. The Shrine Maiden's younger brother is the Evil Dragon--no, the Half Evil Dragon? It's about that person. It's so sinister that I can't forget my face. Tiranaria's younger brother, the Shrine Maiden of the Fire Divine Dragon?"

"That's right... you remember me?"

Frederick was surprised. It seemed very unexpected that it had been remembered by the Trismegistos.

The opponent is a legendary person, if not a bad one. If you were perceived as such, you would have to be surprised.

Nevertheless, is Frederick the younger brother of the Dragon Goddess of Fire, the younger brother of Bermeria's mother?

"Frederick and Vermelia, relatives?"

"Not at all. However, because I became a Half Evil Dragon Man, my name has been obliterated." Thanks to that, I was able to protect Vermelia. "

It seemed like it would have been possible for him to be the shrine maiden's younger brother and take his rightful place. However, it seemed that he could not stay on this continent because he became a Half Evil Dragon Man, and was sent to the Kingdom of Cranzel to accompany Bermelia.

Before, there was a subtle discomfort in the relationship between the two, but after being a master and disciple of combat magic, my uncle and niece. Well, that doesn't have to do with a normal bodyguard and his target.

"... Vermelia and the Shrine Maiden should be here"

"Hmm? By the way, did the Georgians take Tiranalia and the girl with them?" If that's the case, I'm here. "