The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

It is true that the weather in the mountains is fragile.

I look up at the sky, remembering the words I don't hear much in this world. The clouds of the Arbenelm continent are thick and do not pass through the warmth of sunlight. But the cloud, which was gray, is now stained black.

It's not surprising when it rains.

And only then can there be no place where the rain can be sheltered. All the wilderness and miserable wasteland even looking around. The trees don't graze, they don't cave.

I don't have to worry about being suddenly attacked by demons because they look good, but it's obvious that if it rains, it'll get wet in an instant.

"Well, what's going on?"

Exhale one breath as you walk through a group of fights. Find a place where you can stay in the rain or climb mountains all at once.

I started climbing Dragon Mountain for three days. The summit is still far away, but the dragon's address is almost there. The familiar rock skin is proof of this.

"Miss Francesca, are you okay?

Once he stops, he calls out to the woman with the honey-colored hair who was walking behind him the most.

He reacted to my voice and raised his face as he looked up worried from the youngest looking mulu among us.

"Ah, yes. What is it?

"You seem very tired."

You're so tired you can't hear me, apparently. There is no power in the voice to hear back, and the footsteps are slow again. I smile back bitterly at the way I raise and lower my shoulders in a rough breath.

It would not be my fault that a slight kindness dwells in the voice of Ermenhilde, who saw such a Francesca lady.

Do you want to take a break?

"Right."

Fairona, who was walking right behind me, agrees with my words.

I look around to be vigilant, but not even one of the beasts (Harpy) stays. This mountain is the territory of the dragon, the earth and the sky. Even Griffin, who can use the magic of the wind system, doesn't come close.

It's just...

Ami, is anybody there?

Not to alarm the surroundings, but to call Ami, who was just staring up at the sky.

Ami shook her head sideways, not “who" she was looking for, but she didn't seem to find the presence she was looking for.

I knew you weren't there.

Ami was looking far - beyond the clouds.

A dragon that should be flying through this gray sky. Lord of this mountain and the strongest corner in this other world.

Usually...... or a few dragons should have always been in the universe before, but I haven't seen them this time. Small winged dragons (Wyburn), giant, wingless lower dragons like dinosaurs (Lesser Dragons), wingless upper dragons like Fafnir (Arc Dragons).

Among its top dragons (arc dragons) are, among others, the giant former dragon king Livyartan, Farak, the head of the lower dragon (Lesser Dragon).

Farak lives further down this volcano in lava, so it's hard to meet him, but it's weird to not see one of the Wing Dragons (Wyburn).

"You're in trouble..."

Squeeze, scratch your head.

Me, Ami and Fayrona anyway...... Mululu seems ok too, but Miss Francesca and Solnea seem to have difficulty climbing any more due to physical problems.

Miss Francesca is already starting to breathe on her shoulders, and Solnea is slowing down her walking speed.

It's still wild in the middle of the mountains today. There's plenty of room for food, and enough drinking water. Well, if you're not picking up the dragon, you just have to take the time to climb the mountain.

... How many times have you thought that? Because that's all you know about the spiciness of climbing and how easy it is to get dragons to carry you?

"Hmm...?

And then, in the gray clouds. There, I felt like I saw a shadow.

It's a little shadow. The upper dragon, on the contrary, is much smaller than the wing dragon (Wyburn) - a strangely small shadow that I saw with my eyesight.

'... that's'

"Ami, Faerona. You see that?

Elmenhilde grunts and I say it at the same time.

Follow my gaze, Ami and Faerona look up into the sky again. - Shortly afterwards, a scarlet lit the grey sky.

It is not a light source.... an explosion.

Put it away for a moment, Bon, and the sound of something being able to play. It was like a lightning strike, there was a time difference between visualizing the lightning and until the sound reached this one.

"Get down!!

As soon as he did, Fayrona screamed in panic.

As Ami and Mululu lay down their bodies as they were told, shock waves so likely to float on their mountain skin shortly afterwards. Lady Francesca and Solnea, who are slow to react, are exposed to shock waves and try to fall back in momentum.

Supporting them as they were hit by the shock wave, they looked up at the sky again.

Scarlet explosions occur continuously. The shock wave that happens every time reaches us and exposes us to pain that can knock the whole body over and over again. In her arms, Miss Francesca screamed small.

I can put my strength into my arms to reassure you that I must have been confused by something sudden. Miss Francesca is on her right arm, and Solnea is on her left. - That soldier grabbed my arms, small, but tight.

"Are you all right?

"Oh, I'm fine"

I don't know what's going on. However, anxiety spreads here to Solnea and Miss Francesca.

When she acts strong and responds firmly, Solnea keeps her weight as if she is relieved.

"What's the matter!?

This explosion. This power - Livyartan flame breath (brace)?

Anticipate what a flaming presence (brace) is to the shock that may be more than an evolved fafnir on the island of the Elflame continent. Probably shouldn't have come off that way.

Or a limited number of opponents can shoot, such as the power of releasing braces from between such clouds to reach the mountains of impact.

The question is - to whom are you releasing such a high-powered brace?

"Ami, can you see!?

"Eh."

Can't you see the thick clouds in the way?

Who is the opponent...... not so many, such as someone flying in the sky with a dragon opponent. Continental Imnesia… arc griffins, stone gargoyles and demons fought in commercial cities (Merdiole). - Or so.

"Shit, I'm gonna hide myself."

Look around so you can at least look for a place to get past the shock waves. However, there can be no such place in the belly of a mountain like a wasteland, and it is hit by another shock wave.

A painful voice leaks out of his mouth to endure the pain, and two people in his arms scream a small scream.

"Mr. Lotus."

Shortly after, Ami called my name. When I look at you, that gaze looks at the sky. When I followed him up to the sky, a giant dragon appeared from the thick clouds.

Blue - giant dragons wrapped around ethereal scales, often reflected in gray clouds. A beautiful dragon that is more than twice as huge as evolutionary fafnir, but more divine than fierce or ferocious.

Tearing clouds and flying with wings flapping......

"I'm coming over here!

Again, Ami's voice. Waking up the body that was lying down to survive the shock wave pulls up Miss Francesca and Solnea, who were stiffening the body.

"We're getting away!

"Which way!?

Rarely, Mululu raised his panicked voice.

"Where the dragons don't come."

Say, try to pull two hands and run out. I left my bags on the ground. I don't have time to pick it up.

While I'm at it, I'm ripping the atmosphere and Livyartan's coming this way. Until earlier, the giant, which only managed to be visible, instantly grows larger.

Run to the other side of it as you see giants flying at an overwhelming speed than this one runs.

Different speed. But on that occasion, I was told that it was better to run than to be still.

"Range, they've noticed."

To what?

I don't have to think about it.

"Ermenhilde."

Release your hands from Miss Francesca and Solnea and reveal a bow on your left hand and an arrow on your right.

Looking back instantly, the ethereal giant coming this way - not Livyartan, but behind it. Go after the former Dragon King, little little, black the same size as a human.

――――

Bite your lips.

Because a giant black dragon appeared after tearing a cloud from behind a dead woman with a big sickle and black wings.

Devil's vessel. It's a pitch-black dragon, fought on the Elflame continent.

"That dragon did it!?

If you look closely, Livyartan coming this way is scratched all over his body.

At that time - there are no deeper wounds than reminiscent of Fafnir defeated by a pitch-black dragon on a ship to the Elflame continent, but I can still see all the scales peeling and a lot of blood dripping.

"Ami, come on! Faerona and Mululu, take them both back."

At the same time, I can turn the arrow to the bow. Squeeze strings knitted with emerald magic and set your aim.

Ahead of my sight - Shelfa, who set herself up in the air so that she could follow the pitch-black dragon, felt like she laughed.

Immediately afterwards, release the arrow. Through the side of the Livyartan coming this way, not aiming wrong...... also through the side of the Shelfa to the pitch-black dragon.

The blow aimed between the eyebrows flew on my intended trajectory, but it was bounced by the scales. In the air, it becomes a jade magic armor and spreads mist.

"Damn."

View bow. Based on emerald, the golden ornament of the sole indicates that three constraints were released. But can't you scratch a scratch to that extent?

Poison the matter and watch the arrow again.

Ami.

"I'll go."

Immediately afterwards, an oversized magic formation knitted with golden magic light appears in front of him this time. The blinding and dazzling sole is proof that it was knitted with so much intense magic.

Ami, who came next door, set up a magic scepter (rod) toward the magic team.

What is unleashed is a flame bullet that is smaller than the sorcery. However, by passing through the magic formations, it becomes so large that even the Livyartan giant can be swallowed.

That, an enormous flame shell was unleashed towards Shelfa and the pitch-black dragon. As I panicked, Livyartan retreated from the ray and fell near where we were until just now.

It's like a plane crash. Boom and shock, rising smoke and various stones large and small.

And more explosions than that impact sounded in the air. A demon king and a pitch-black dragon exploded, caught in a huge flamethrower.

"Did you do it!?

"Not yet."

Immediately release the arrow, which remained on your watch, towards the black-fired explosion site.

A jade arrow ripping through the gray sky is sucked into the flames - but at the next moment it pops out of the direction of the day after tomorrow. I didn't have to think about it, but someone in the flames played me.

Ami, please, Livyartan.

"What about Mr. Lotus!?

Saying just that to Ami, he rushes the bow and arrow back to the jade magic light and goes to the Faeronas, who were on guard in a remote place.

"Fayrona, mulu"

Calling the name, two people who were stretching their bodies looked at this one. There was tension and agony in that expression.

Though I'm used to traveling, I think if a dragon suddenly comes down from the sky, I'll also get nervous, and laugh inside out.

"Listen to Ami and move."

Put your hands on those two shoulders and say it slowly as you can tell.

Turn your gaze to the sky again - to where the extremely large flamethrower exploded. The wind is not strong - but the black flames seemed clearer now.

"Miss Francesca."

"Ha, no!?

"Solnea, please"

Say, let go of your hands from the shoulders of Faerona and Mululu.

Blink your right hand and hold the Divine Sword (Ermenhilde) in your hand.

Light as a feather, but firmly tamed to the hand, the feeling as usual. That's all that calms me down.

"... what's the range?

Mululu heard it in a small voice, feeling terrified.

When I put my left hand on that head, I stroked my hair a little rampantly. The silver hair wrapped around the ponytail messes up.

"I'm going to deal with a bucket of stuff. If you're in danger, run."

To say all that, go away from all of them to the valley of the mountains. If you look down, you can see that it is not a gentle slope, but it is a slope that you are likely to manage to get off.

'What are you going to do?

"Attract Bucket Things"

That's what I say, I look back over my shoulder.

Just when Ami was pointing her magic scepter (rod) towards the sky.

"Ami, if you're in danger, let Livyartan force you, but fly away."

That's all I'm saying, sliding down a steep slope.

Looking up at the sky - my eyes met with the sole.

Shaking the same gray hair as the sky of the Arbenelm continent in a gentle breeze, Shelfa the Demon King, a reaper with a great sickle that spread its beautiful black wings in fear and was bigger than his own height.

That woman laughed as she looked at me.

"Damn, why is Shelfa here?!?

'What if I'm telling you!? There are three constraints, in someone you can manage by yourself.'

"You've decided to sprinkle it and run."

He's after me. Absolutely. I'm sure.

That's why I broke up with Amida.

We're behind on getting help from the dragons. I don't know why, but I wasn't expecting Shelfa and that dragon in Dragon Mountain.

- Now, survival is a prerequisite.