The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

Ice Dragon Argola, who was urged by Mr. Nervia to surrender, and Flaming Dragon Bogarnia, who escaped difficulties by my surrender. Three other dragons besides them are still falling and falling all over the place without regaining consciousness.

This match, which began with the frivolous thoughts of the poisonous dragon Nargazo, closed the curtain in the form of our victory. I didn't do anything, though!

"Well, now we can make the Dragons listen to three things."

When I say that again, these miserably blue and atrophic dragon tribes turn their gaze to Vikri and me.

We visited here in the first place because Toxic Dragon Nargazo has carried out indirect attacks on us by turning the dragon troubled children against the Roxward forces. There can be no such thing as favoring us against the Dragons, and they seem wary of how harsh the hell orders are to be given.

I ask Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia, who watched this way out with a nervous face.

"What that dragon like Nargazo has done or said is the generality of the Dragon Clan?

'No way! That may sound like an excuse, but that was done arbitrarily by Nargazo's guy. We have no intention of being hostile to you. "

Seeing our strengths, Bogarnia, with a slight lumbar pull, said so. I'm not suspicious of him at all, but Venus, the Albino dragon girl sitting at his feet, doesn't seem to be lying either, as she shakes her neck hard and vertically.

"It's arbitrary...... He seemed a lot great, but he's the strongest here?

"For once, there are only four mountain ranges surrounding this Dragon King's Peak, one wing of the" Four Heavens ”that unites them, and they are powerful men. But the most important factor in his growth is that when he bursts out, his brothers and sisters can lose their lives with the breath of poison, so their surroundings can't come out strong against him."

... You can win if you fight, but you mean you can't get it out because your surroundings will be contaminated with poison? That's a nasty ability.

I don't think that's the kind of balls that would be revamped, and it would be troublesome if he resented me for this one, so let's ask him to leave.

"Guys. The first order is the banishment of Nargazo, the culprit of this commotion, okay?

When I looked over at the faces of my people and asked, they all nodded back immediately. Apparently, you leave this to my discretion.

"Nemesi"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Nemesi, who returned a flamboyant voice to my signal, created something like a large black plate in the air. One of the four capabilities that Nemesi individuals can use is “spatial connectivity”.

Nemesi grabbed the root of the poisonous dragon Nargazo and threw it into a black board that she could connect to anywhere she had ever visited.

The worn out, white-eyed Nargazo is sucked into the black board without, and disappears all the way.

"... by the way, where did you throw it away?

"I don't care if I get busted before I dump it, I dumped it on a corrupt continent where I lived before."

"A corrupt continent?

"It's a hell of a place to be in this world. Don't think you can have an exciting afterlife because that's a magical place where all common sense doesn't make sense."

... Well, you sent that to an awesome place again.

The dragon tribes who are watching over us all around them will come all the way to us, who have easily wiped out the dragon tribe's top executives.

If I took my gaze off Nemesi and turned to the surroundings, the dragons simultaneously turned away and shrunk themselves into the shadows of the rocks. If you keep threatening me with this much, you won't even be able to lend a hand to beings like Roxward anymore.

"I'm already satisfied, is there anything else we all have?

For one thing, having fallen back on my hoarding in Nargazo's exile, I asked with the intention of entrusting the two remaining orders to everyone else. I did practically nothing, so I thought I should give it up here to the meritors of the game.

Then Mr. Nervia opened his mouth to my words.

"Now lead us to the“ Dragon Springs of Consolation ”that the Dragon King is on his way!

In those words Mr Nervia reminded me that, speaking of which, Bogarnia had said such a thing.

I thought you said it would help with all sorts of injuries and illnesses. Is the Dragon King still there?

As I traced a slight memory of my memory, Mr. Nelvia, who came to me sitting on the throne there, brought his face closer with a sparkling eye.

"Dear Sefi, this may also make Sefi feel a little better!

……

To Mr Nervia's words, I will be a pocan for a moment.

And when I realized, I was holding Mr. Nelvia's head in my chest.

"... thanks, sister"

"Dear Sephi... eheh"

Mr. Nelvia and I laughed at each other when we turned out to be swinging faces.

... Well, Soti, who is familiar with my illness, looks bitter, so she won't be comfortable just because she was immersed in that dragon fountain and yakuza.

When Mr. Lulu tried to cure my eyes before, you said that my magic, which is the culprit, would soon come back to normal.

But what made me happy was not how ill is, but how my family feels thinking for me!

"Soothing Dragon Springs... Okay, I have to report this to the Dragon King, and it's just fine. Let me show you. '

"Yeah, thanks"

"So, what's your last hope?

"Hmm... Guys, is there anything else?

To my inquiry, Mr. Nervia and Reggie have entrusted themselves with the decision to do as they please, and Mr. Rümmyfort has begun to spill fruit with "stickiness" and lack of interest.

She just shrugs her shoulders lightly, although I tried to look at Mr. Lulu for once as well. Nemesi is waiting for my next word as well as Nico.

Um, what's going on?

"Hey, Venus"

"Ha, ha!?

When I spoke to the dragon girl beside me, she replied, freaking out her whole white body. Funny, I'm scared I'm not supposed to be fighting...?

"Are you proud of your role as a 'backscaled witch'?

"Huh..."

"One day we'll be a couple like that Tyrannosaurus Grakidelia, and we'll have kids... you want that?

When I ask as I stare straight, Venus leans silently instead of responding, shaking his bright red eyes slightly.

I ignored her silence like that and now turned my attention to Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia.

"Do you also think Venus was good in" The Witch of the Reverse Scale "? Are you proud to marry Grachidelia, who is stronger than you?

'... it'

Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia hesitated to say something, but shut his mouth regrettably.

I'm in other HR, but I'm disappointed with that reaction in Bogarnia, not least.

"... what, I thought I'd give you an instant answer here. Venus is the only one who cares."

I will try to put in a provocative word just in case, but Bogarnia just eats her teeth off and doesn't say anything back.

Even though Venus said he had a glaring eye, he didn't seem to have an answer for it.

I could tell if I watched her react that Venus didn't hate Bogarnia. But I wanted to know what Bogarnians think.

The stronger you are, the more honest you are with your desires, so if you like it, if you dislike it, the clearer you say you dislike it. Apparently Bogarnia is rarely rational enough for the Demons, but it just seems more hectic than rational not to say how I feel here and now.

Indeed, if you become one of the top executives of the Dragon Nation, also known as the most powerful species of the Demon Nation, such as the "Four Heavens," you may not be able to say anything to deny the learning passed down to the Dragon Nation.

Some of my men admire me, and I'm bound by something called position and responsibility, which is sometimes annoying.

But that's how you kill your feelings and equate them to the organization, as if you were looking at yourself in a previous life… I was sexually upset.

"Mr. Bogarnia......"

……

To the fine sounding voice of Venus, Bogarnia just lays her eyes down and silences.

... Well, I also feel that that's something different about me forcing it to work out though. Unless indicated by clearer language or attitude, you won't even be able to get it out of here.

I keep my weight on the back of the throne with a deep sigh.

Venus chewed his lips with sad eyes in response to my reaction, which he no longer said had lost interest in. That's all you can step into me though.

"Well, let's go now"

I don't want to stay too long and have alpine disease, so let's just say it's time to pull it up.

I tried to follow the dragon king's peak, which completely wore me out, saying I was no longer needed here... then.

"No, brilliant, brilliant! True, I'm impressed!

Such a cheerful voice rang from nowhere.

I was nearby. I looked in the direction Mr. Nervia was facing, and then I was taken aback.

Surrounding the crater of the Dragon King's Peak, the outer perimeter of the summit. There was a black figure standing in that place that was shaped like looking up from us standing inside the fire escape.

Its shadow, dressed in black-smoke like a wretch, was, in a nutshell, a “knight”.

A knight feathering a worn cloak that lets you see that he was once gorgeous from the top of his waist and standard armor. There was another standard long sword on the waist and then a knife with a form somewhere similar to a Japanese knife.

And above all, it will catch your attention in that there is no “head” that should be there if you are supposed to be human.

If you really describe its existence - Knight Without a Neck (Durahan).

"Something delightful was about to start, so I watched the game a lot... but something (it did) impressed me!!

Coming down clapping and clapping his hands and armor, Durahan sounds delightfully unsure of where he's coming from.

And to those of us who have no idea who they are, he said "Oh," as he realized,

"This is rude. One is a slayer for" Burning Blade. "Sometimes called Durahan, he is an evil spiritual manifestation of obsession."

Durahan came down to the inside of the fire exit with that being said - Slaial runs shocking words with a casual mouthfeel once again.

"The man... was invited by a man named Roxward, and now here, it depends on how he came"

……

Roxward......!? This guy is the survivor of that force!!

We raise our guard against him once and for all and enter a state of war.

Soti instantly activated the lighting magic overhead to disconnect the surrounding shadows from ours.

And I move the artifact gram into combat mode, and everyone around me quietly falls back and prepares for the raid.

But Slaial said, "Wait, wait, listen!" I waved without seeing how I felt.

"Certainly a man joined hands with Roxward, but it is a purpose… to fight a strong knight and get a place to die, only to fulfill it. That's why I was summoned during the raid on you before, but I didn't participate. Nerves involved in combat without aesthetics such as ambushes could not be understood."

... um, sounds like some sort of rational personality?

I can't be too truthful about what the enemy says, but I somehow got the impression that it was different from the previous enemies.

"And finally, a man found a knight worthy of my cursed and distorted raw curtain! My blonde daughter there, what's her name?

"What... but could it be me...?

"Yes, a knight of beauty."

Durahan's sleazy jumped to the center of the crater without hesitation, smoothly pulling out the long sword that had no weird philosophy on his hips, and hoisted it in heaven.

"My name is Sleial Bondestrata! He once gave his sword to the Duchy of Jurahakia and is a knight!!

"Ha ha... I'm Nervia Renavent. I give my sword, my life and my heart to Master Sephilia."

Ms Nervia responded to her introduction in such a way that she was pushed off by a slightly more tense slail. And what she said in her natural mouth is a little heavy...

Slaial, who heard Mr. Nervia's mouth, was felt shifting his gaze from Mr. Nervia to me, despite the absence of a neck to top.

"Hmm... slightly different from what I was hearing, but from the circumstances, are you Sephilia?... I didn't know that a boulder could offer such true loyalty to such a knight, such as the famous" Chartan. "

Many dragon tribes who watched the end of things around them whispered a screaming twist at that word Sleal casually said.

Bogarnia and Venus, who were right around us, also turn their astonishing eyes to me.

But I didn't fit in with it and stared at the slayer as I sat on the throne.

"So you want to fight my precious knight?

"I don't know. One seeks to fight the strong, but that doesn't mean anyone is good. I want to smash all my strength into a true chivalry swordsman."

"I see what you think, splendid.... So? What makes us have to hang out with it?

Sleal sits silently in my words, staring through. There's no way you can answer that, because there's no benefit to us.

"Now here is enough power to kill you instantly and wipe you out without a trace. And yet, why do I have to hang out with you?

"Hmm... you're weak when they say that. Indeed, in some cases, neither scales (shertans) nor workouts (barbytes) nor 'reapers' would have teeth at all. But it's impossible without a trace. Certain bodies are spiritual bodies, not armor. Sooner or later he will be resurrected as long as his obsession continues, trying to wear off with physical attacks."

Slaial, sayin 'so, nabbed the long sword, uhm, began to arm.

"But in fulfilling my petition, I have no hand in missing this opportunity... We have no choice but to take the dragon tribes here hostage, with genuine unwillingness. If I can get them to respond to the battle, I promise they won't get their hands on me here. Conversely..."

When I wondered if Slaial's voice had gone down one step, it swelled up like the black smoke that wrapped around him.

I didn't feel anything for it, but to see how the dragons around me reacted, I guess it was killing enough for them to feel a danger to their lives.

In fact, he has two names: Roxward immediately solicited. He should think it's easier than showing up dignified like this to deal with a bunch of dragons. If that Durahan gets serious, there will never be less damage scattered.

But even on that basis, I laughed thinly as I sat shallow on the throne.

"Hostages? You think they'll be? You think I take precedence over family safety over the dragon clan who indirectly harmed my precious family by spilling massive amounts of war on terrorist groups?

If I look awesome with cold eyes, I'll take a step back with the dragon clans around me looking bitter.

Well, to tell the truth, if he's going to give the Dragons a hand, it's going to work around Mr. Lyummyfort. Besides, I'm going to ask Nemesi to transfer him even in the middle of the ocean.

But we can't show any weakness to our enemies, so we dared to push the dragon clans apart in tough words. In fact, if Mr. Nervia is enough to be in danger, I would choose to abandon the Dragon Clan.

But hostages don't have to work for me, they work for Mr. Nervia. Because she is too kind a child.

Mr. Nervia is staring at me with a look that seems complicated, but you can't go wrong with your priorities. Because even if you believed in her victory, you don't have to bother taking risks for nothing.

He roared like a troubled man for a long time, but there he turned to Mr. Nervia as if he remembered.

"Lord Nelvia, by the way. Doesn't the name Lumiche Renavent sound familiar to you?

"What...! Do you know Brother Lumi?

"Was it still so! Since the family name is the same, I thought it might be... One time on the battlefield, I crossed swords with that knight. Faithful to the basics by the horrible, it was a beautiful sword move with no gaps at all to say the least. Unfortunately, it got in the way and the battle flowed... but to tell the truth, someone decided to give Roxward a hand because they thought he could rematch Lumiche Renavent."

Thraial stares at the distance so that he can think of nostalgic memories… in a way that is like ru. There is no top from the neck.

"But he did not seem to possess the kind of demonic sword, nor did he possess the ability or magic to deviate from a person. If you get some kind of" burning blade, "you won't get one. That's all I cared about… Lord Nelvia solved all of that problem!

"I...?

"A stunt that slashed and ripped off an earlier dragon brace! With all that skill, it's an enemy to outnumber someone even if they want to be serious. All that's left is the skill of swordsmanship... what about you?

I felt a fighting spirit dwell in Mr. Nelvia's eyes in the words that sounded somewhat provocative.

"I... am not confident in my power. I can't say that I can beat anyone.... Just go away!

Ms Nelvia, with her hands on the long sword pattern, screams desperately, diligently and with a squeezing voice.

"I want to be stronger! So that we can protect Master Sefi! So that Master Sefi can protect what he wants instead!! May Sephi not have to cut her life any more......!!

That voice, painfully sad as if blood had mixed in, seems to convey how much she has suffered so far and has come to worry...

It was all for me that she was too kind to take the life of a demon, not even in the Knight Abbey exam, but still waved her sword against the dragons and the armies of the demons -

To her spitting determination, I said I was feeling a tung of pain in the back of my nose...... I had a hand that accidentally grabbed my shoulder. Looking back, there stands Mr Lümmyfort, who at some point came by the throne.

"I want to let it. The enemy is quite hand-worked, but now Nervia will have enough."

"... mr. Lümmyfort"

"If I have to, I'll crack it and go in. There's also Lulu. I'll be fine."

Mr. Lümmyfort stares at me with those dark golden (garnet) eyes. That was a gaze as if to do a favor.

Next to her, Mr. Lulu, who is now taking on the figure of a butler, nods small. Does that mean that Mr. Nervia will be cured as soon as he is injured?

"Hey, Sephilia. If it's dangerous, I'll move. Because Nelvia is my friend."

He's not used to something called friends yet, Nemesi said so while turning his face bright red. The last one had gone gnarly though.

It will save Mr. Nelvia from any situation more than Nemesi said he could travel at subsonic speeds.

And if you have to, I'll use my magic. But I'll protect Mr. Nelvia.

If you are so fed, any more overprotections will call into question your credibility with Mr. Nervia.

I turned my attention to Mr Nervia.

She looks at me jiggly with a serious look and waits for my word.

If you're sending it out anyway, say what makes her feel most comfortable stepping out.

"My knight, Nelvia Lunavent! Beat your enemies to death and give me victory!!

"Ha!! As you wish!!

When Mr. Nervia gives me his sword, he turns his heel and walks over to Slaial.

Slaial also took a step forward by gently unplugging the long sword he had just put away.

"I see you're blessed with a good lord"

"Naturally. So I can risk my life, too."

While we have heterogeneous swords with each other, the two dare to set up a long sword without any infidelity.

"Sleial Bondestrata...... come!!

"Nervia Renavent, I'm going!!

And the two knights ran out at the same time and began to wield the magnificent spear.