When this Valhalla continent, now inhabited by humans, was once ruled by the demons and dragons, the demons had demons, and the dragons had dragon heroes.

They will reign as the culmination of this continent until later man is endowed with magic by God.

Among them, there were two famous dragons as heroes of the Dragon Clan.

The humans who were given magic and legendary weapons lost, but to those two the humans struggled to the end, and in the end they did not come true to the end.

That way, the two lurk themselves somewhere in Valhalla.

The dragon's pride refused to go to Dragonia.

The humans, who have grasped that the two are still in Valhalla, have crusaded many times and are chasing those two.

But in the end, without even being able to find traces, the long and peaceful months flowed, eventually unable to find the point of pursuing the two, and stopped pursuing them naturally.

But because its existence was too great, the two dragons would be told as legendary beings among humans and would be named for various books.

Whether as an enemy losing to a human hero.

However, in those biographies and stories, they were always portrayed as the greatest and most powerful enemies, and always had illustrations in them.

That may have been the precept of our forefathers, that we should never forget its existence.

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"Hey, twisted four corners..."

One person in the audience squeaks like that.

A "horn" for the Dragon Nation is something close to a hairstyle when it comes to humans.

It's called one personality.

There are many different ways to grow, but usually even two.

Some of them don't have horns.

Therefore, the "horn" of the dragon stood out.

And everyone saw or heard the dragon at an early age, at one time in a picture book, and at one time in the words of their parents.

Scales are darker pale than blue.

A giant that captures the characteristics of the Tenryu species (Novagoon) while still superbly exceeding 100 meters.

And just like hair, it extends backwards from the head...... four twisted corners.

Everyone knew.

The name of the dragon.

'... bah... bahmoo... t...?

Eternal Dragon Bahamut.

It is the oldest and counted dragon among the strongest.

And another assignment given to Cosmo.

That is exactly what this Bahamut was about.

A sighting of a giant dragon with four twisted horns, coming from an Olympus territory town near the border with Sumerian.

Normally it might have been a story of being abandoned as "mistaken", but the invasion of the Dragon Clan earlier did not allow it to King Olympus.

Thus, in order to ascertain the authenticity of the Bahamut-like dragon, which flew from Olympus territory in the direction of Sumerian, Cosmo was set to head as a "runaway" even if he encountered it.

Nevertheless, of course the other subordinates who heard this sighting, even King Olympus, who gave him the task, thought so "probably not" in his heart.

It was 20,000 years ago now that Bahamut wielded his fierceness.

I just haven't found any carcasses, and I'm sure they'll be decaying somewhere.

But I was there.

The legend, without fading.

"Road......!

From Brance's forehead, there was sweat like a waterfall.

"Yes...... I know"

I can no longer afford to call him "Avan" about Lord, which is the same thing as Lord.

The presence and magic unleashed by Bahamut, nestled in the air, undoubtedly showed that it was authentic, and the two were instantly aware of their role.

That is, we must confront this legend for the sake of all those present here.

And also, I think the two of them do the same thing.

Indeed, Yorumungand, the Dragon King, was also a dragon with a tremendous presence.

But Bahamut's. That's another thing.

"It's not from the world".

So many words come to mind in both of them.

But if you can't be cowardly, the two of you put your hands on the sword...

"Wait."

"" Huh!?

Moments, the two of us stop moving.

Quiet, but powerful, the word "wait" released from Bahamut.

It was too beautiful... the voice of a woman.

'You seem to know me, but I'll give you a name for once. My name is Bahamut. I don't want to argue. I just want to talk. Lord Irvine defeated Yormungand... with you.'

"Huh!? Oh, you know me... to talk?

'Yes... that's just it'

Still quiet, and with a clear and beautiful voice, that's what Bahamut says.

At that time, I noticed something strange about Blance.

"Hey Lord......"

"Oh... what is it?

"Hey, something... Quiet, huh...?

"What? Oh, sure... ugh!?

Blance tells me, Lord finally realizes that.

It was quiet. unusually.

Plus, the anomaly is another...

"Mi, everybody consolidate...!

The audience was all solidified with the sky facing.

As if time had stopped.

'Oh... this is my power. I knew it would make a scene. So besides you... I gave you a moment of eternity'

"For a moment... forever...?

"Can I explain that later? It's not something I can use for very long. Anyway, I want to change places first. Get on my back...... '

"Oh, hey! All of a sudden, you don't say," Yes, I understand. "What the hell!? What are you up to?

Blance is right to react.

No matter how beautiful the words line up, Bahamut was once the greatest threat to humans.

You can't believe that.

But Bahamut opened his mouth quietly with hostility.

'I didn't plan anything. I told you. I just want to talk. If that's done, I'll send you back here. Is that all right?

"That's not what I meant......!

"... ok. I'll be there."

"Huh!? Oh, hey, Lord!

"It's okay. Not this guy... but, uh... from Mr. Bahamut, you don't feel bad... maybe I'm not lying. If it wasn't, I wouldn't tell you to change places, and if you were going to, you'd be attacking me before I talk to you."

"Well, that might be... of!?

That's when the two of them were talking, Bahamut goes down to the game field.

The shock as they stepped down and the storm created by Bahamut's wings shook their bodies violently.

"There is no time. Let's hurry."

"Wow, I get it. Um, I have one favor to ask..."

Let's hear it.

"May I join my people? In that room..."

"Mm... that demon tribe. Fine. All right, let's do this now... '

Shortly thereafter...

"Lo, Lord!

The moment Bahamut's technique was solved, Levy was moving quickly.

As Lord passes through a hole in the window and instantly rushes underneath him, he stands as he shelters him, staring at Bahamut.

On that shoulder, Lord laid his hands gently.

"It's okay, Levi. They're not enemies."

"What!? And, but......!

"Don't guide me, demon daughter. I don't want to argue with you. Okay, it's Lord. We're moving anyway. When the technique is solved, the people frightened of me will run away at once. I don't know what would happen if I did... I don't have to tell you?

"Yeah... I know"

If hundreds of thousands of spectators escape with us, it will undoubtedly be catastrophic.

Lorde already understood that, too.

"Levi, come too. Anyway, let's hear Mr. Bahamut."

"Wow, ok...... well, take this once and for all"

That's what Levi says, handing the black notebook to Lord.

"Thanks Levi. Oh, Mr. Blance, I'm sorry, but later..."

"Hoo...... ok ok ok. I won't do anything about it later. Let me talk to you later."

"Yes, be sure"

'Looks like you got the story together. Now get on it.'

"Okay. Let's go, Levi."

"Ha, ha."

With the wings down by Bahamut on the scaffold, Lord and Levy twisted up to its back.

And when I'm looking for a place to grab it so the two of you don't get shaken down -

'You just have to sit down. I'll play the wind.'

"What? Ah... whoops!?

"Yikes!?

"Hey!? Whoa whoa!?

Bahamut, with the two of them on board, rises at once, and disappears straight to the other side.

Blow the rest of the blance off the ground.