The Branded Female Fencer

"Most of my achievements as a mercenary have been site surveys, nature conservation. Because of that I often travel around the border, naturally I also got to know the place in this true dragon. Yes, I know another true dragon."

"... I don't mean for humans to know, but I don't care about this little detail. What's going on over there?

"Don't worry, you're safe... though it may no longer be difficult to say"

"What do you mean?

"Let's talk in order. My job, as I told you earlier, is to investigate the ruins. Also about the castle of the former demon king and the destroyed kingdom. Some of them include the real 'ruins' and the southern continents"

"Wait, who are you? There can be no such thing as a human being who knows about the ruins. The southern continent, for example."

"I may not be able to do it if I'm a normal person, but I'm confident that I'm on the run. If you're going to survive, you're sure to be one of the best in all guilds. Besides, I didn't report the ruins to the guild. Because the more I knew, the more I found it in human hands. Perhaps I'm the only one who knows what the ruins are.

Besides, the southern continent can do anything to get in alone. The demons over there are mostly under the forces of trifles, so they have control. If you don't stimulate it unnecessarily, you can go and come home.

In it, I noticed something odd. The Bradymarian leads a handful of elite subordinations with overwhelming brutality and dominance, and the tyrant Dragreo has no subordination in the first place. But how does Calamity govern so many Warcraft? I thought I was using some sort of witchcraft, or drugs. "

"Does that story have anything to do with it?

To Gwendorf's question, Arshhuntra looked frightened.

"True Dragon Leader, you don't seem to have the luxury of showing off."

"Just tell me the gist. I'm short on energy."

"Then just the gist. Demons in the Octave Forest, Warcraft, have many extremely short lifespans except for certain races, and die at the end of acts like crazy except for the limited bugs.

A similar phenomenon is currently being seen in Tarram, a town of pleasure. The whores go mad in the spring, which is supposed to be a sale, and the men go mad for it again. In a town where there was a strange equilibrium and order, there are currently no days of bodies not floating in the rivers throughout the town. You think all of them are dying with their frightened faces and drooling their faeces "

"... wait, what the hell is that?"

"" Experion ". Have you ever heard of him?

Gwendorf shook his head sideways to a name he had never heard of.

"No, I don't. What the hell is that?"

"Is not the story of the world of men to the knowledge of the true dragon? Experion is a medicine that originally began to become popular as a pain medication used by doctors. However, I have found that using that medicine in large quantities can cause hallucinations, pleasure, and no tiredness. In the taram, which is the night, its use spreads quietly - the rest, as you can imagine. I secretly began my exploration at the request of the Alliance and even found out that the ingredients were flowers. Yes, it's the kind of white flower that's blooming there."

Arshhuntra pointed to the white flowers blooming in the true dragon. When Gwendorf looks around as a snare, its white flowers are blooming everywhere. Flowers with a beautiful or somewhere suspicious atmosphere.

"These flowers... these flowers have never blossomed before. Since when the hell..."

"I saw these flowers on the southern continent. Probably what Calamity brought in. It was probably Anomaly who realised its properties and purified it as a medicine.

The time is the other way around, but the Orange Bull should have been thinking all along. If we don't keep True Dragon company to take action, I wonder how we can eliminate it. I should have thought that a semi-productive attack would not work on a true dragon with high individual vitality and high combat and witchcraft resistance. But if we don't biologically leave the realm of creatures, we just have to poison them.

There are lungs, and if you are a breathing organism, you cannot escape the pollen this plant sends out. This is exactly where it is at the bottom of the valley. The other settlement may not be usable because it is in a place where the wind falls out, but it has been an effective way here. Still, I don't think it worked for 10 years or there to poison the True Dragons... "

"Did the dragons of the other settlement not notice this likewise?"

"Aren't dragons set to play liaison roles? If you put a spiritual bondage on that dragon, you would have deceived us at the moment. Either way, before you decided to stay out of each other's way, the Orange Bull attack started."

"What an unconsciousness!

Gwendorf hit the ground unexpectedly. The ground rocks to a relentless, angry blow. So Arshhantra gazed even colder at Gwendorf with anger, telling of further despair.

Continued