The Villainess Will Crush Her Destruction End Through Modern Firepower

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- Will the villain lady be a dragon crusader?

The Flaming Dragon Crusade begins!

The stage is the Aegil Basin. Flaming dragons slept there covered in bushes.

We were silent and back to where we could see the Flaming Dragon again, preparing for the battle against the Flaming Dragon. The attack is supposed to take place simultaneously, and the signal for the start of the attack is for the commander's sinister uncle to raise the wolf smoke and signal.

"Do you want to go, then?"

I do my best to exercise Blood Magic while simultaneously flowing trace amounts of magic into my 120mm caliber rifle cannon for synchronization with my body. Now the aim is perfect. The shell will be slammed into the place where it was intended.

"Mr. Petra. Can we go?"

"Oh. I'm preparing a bursting arrow for a day called today. Even the Flaming Dragon is going to get a little worse."

Mr. Petra had brought an arrow with a barrel filled with gunpowder at the tip of the arrow. Mr. Petra measures the distance from the Flaming Dragon and adjusts the length of the ignition line accordingly.

Hmm. Why do you have gunpowder but no initial artillery or firearms? I wonder if the civilization level is the Mongolian Empire?

"Leave the avant-garde to me. I will protect you and show you."

"I'm not leaving it to you. I'll protect Petra and Astrid."

Ugh. Gertrude and Mr. Ernesta are reliable. Especially if Mr. Gertrude was a man. I was in love. Oh, Mr. Gertrude, you're older, you're more dominant, and if you're a man,

"Oops. Wolf smoke is up."

"Attack begins, isn't it?

"Yeah. Attack's on."

Me and Mr. Petra set a target for the Flaming Dragon.

"Go!

My 120mm caliber rifle cannon sprays fire. The noise and loading smoke was turned off by Blau, and I pulled the trigger with my bloodmagic, amplified muscles, and slammed the shell into the flaming dragon.

"GOOOOOOOOO!"

My shell fired was brilliant and hit the flaming dragon's abdomen.

Even shells that can't destroy tanks in the name of anti-tank grenades are highly damaging to Flaming Dragons. The Monroe Neumann effect pours a metal jet into the body of the Flaming Dragon, burns the guts of the Flaming Dragon, and causes him to suffer.

But this blow alone didn't stop Flaming Dragon. Flaming dragons burn themselves to anger even when they receive an anti-tank grenade, and when they start winging, they start to rise above the sky.

"Shit! Trouble!

Mr. Petra's bow can't be used because the Flaming Dragon uses the wind's elemental magic to cause a storm. But a magic attack should work.

"Flames!

There are six magicians at the party, six of whom try to use the magic of the explosion to slap the Flaming Dragon down to the ground. But the Fire Dragon shakes a little, not so much as a magic of explosion, but swirls around the basin and exposes the flame radiation to the ground.

"Wow! Help me!

The avant-garde people scream and are burned in flames.

"Gertrude! They're coming this way!

"Let me!

Flaming dragons have entered us as well. Target Mr. Gertrude with sharp nails, but Mr. Gertrude took the attack with a shield and recieved it.

Wow! Awesome man!

"Mage! Attack is good! Heal me! Don't let the dead die!

The commander's reluctant uncle is trying to stop the sorcerer's attack and help his people. You're a good man. But I'm going to finish the Fire Dragon. Otherwise, the damage will expand rather than become unusual.

"It's a moving target, but...!

My brain FCS tracks flaming dragon movements and slams shells in.

"Gooooooooo............!

All right. I fell in the basin.

"Come on, get black-baked lizards!

I slammed a cannonball into a fallen flaming dragon.

One, two, three!

That flaming dragon can't stand five anti-tank grenades either. Flaming dragons fell powerless and became unspeakable corpses in the basin as they breathed black smoke.

"Well, that's very powerful, that's ………. I didn't know it would instantly end the Flaming Dragon………………."

"It's a proud weapon."

I look at Mr. Gertrude with a stunned look on his face.

"Master! It's not good! The presence using the enormous amount of wind elemental magic is approaching this way! This is a dragon reaction!

"What!?

I didn't hear about replacing the dragon!

"Gentlemen! Another dragon is coming! Don't be alarmed!

"Wha...!

All the adventurers are stunned by my words.

"Coming...!

And what emerged from the sky is a little large passenger aircraft sized flaming dragon, the same one we found in the woods. The new Flaming Dragon looks around and finds the body of his companion, the Flaming Dragon, slowly descending on the body.

"I'm sure that would be the breeding match the Flaming Dragon in the Garm Mountains was looking for. Probably furious. It's no trouble to deal with that. You have to be prepared for the dead if you're going to deal with them."

"I won't let you do that. We all win and we all get paid."

When I say so, I take out 10 magic bills and use the elemental magic of the soil to produce shells. And get ready to stuff the revolver's cylinder with shells.

"Flames!

Now all the magicians are pushing the Flaming Dragon to the ground.

But that won't be enough. The missing part is...

"Howitzer!

A 155-mm disposable howitzer erupted simultaneously and the basin was covered with flames and dust. With a howitzer of this caliber, it is possible to hold down the Flaming Dragon without direct fire. In addition, with all the magicians' firepower, you can buy time to load them.

I erased the empty drugbox, loaded a new shell onto the cylinder and finished preparing to fire a 120-millimeter cannon.

All you have to do is put Keri on before he jumps around.

"Mr. Gertrude! You run a little!

"What?

Mr. Gertrude is perplexed by my words, but I ignore them half way through, running around the mountains around the basin, erasing 155-mm howitzers, and using magic bills to generate disposable howitzers again.

Of course, as you form a 155-millimeter howitzer, you will also remember to blow your enemies with a 120-millimeter rifle gun. It's hard to see because of the dust, but thanks to its idiotic size, I don't have a hard time setting a goal.

One, two, three, four shots.

One after the other I tap into the anti-tank grenade, but there's still no way the dragon will fall.

"Astrid! Evacuate me! It's dangerous as it is!

"That's true! Danger!"

Mr. Gertrude and Mr. Ernesta stop, but ignore that. I attack with a 120mm caliber rifle cannon aimed at the abdomen as easy as possible to hit.

"Damn it. I guess we should go back here!

Mr. Petra knocks in the bursting arrow as he tells him to shudder. Mr. Petra's aim also releases towards the head of the new flaming dragon, creating a gap in the flaming dragon whose eyes were crushed by a bursting arrow in the face.

"Out of ammo! Disposable howitzers fire simultaneously!

I use the time that Mr. Petra and the others have earned, and the 12 disposable howitzers installed for the novice Flaming Dragon will rain and pour shells down. The roar of the flaming dragon sounded, and he took off using the elemental magic of wings and wind and began to swirl around us.

Then, flame radiation - this is the elemental magic of fire - showers the ground, and the adventurers fall one after the other, and the sorcerer performs the magic of healing. The magic of healing in this world works terribly well. As long as I don't die instantly, I'm fine.

"Everybody! Run! We can't have over 100 years of Flaming Dragon opponents at this much party!

What are you talking about, reluctant uncle? The party is coming up.

When I quickly reload the shells, I set my sights on the swirling Fire Dragon.

The cannon lands in my target place like it's funny. This is bullshit!

"The Flaming Dragon is coming -! Evacuate! Evacuate!

The adventurers are pressured by the intimidation of the Flaming Dragon and begin to evade. Half of the parties I've already attended have been wounded and the magicians who have survived are all over the healing of their peers. Mr. Petra's bow and arrow are also ineffective because of the storm.

"Damn, we're gonna have to get out of here."

"Yeah. Pretty dangerous."

Is that it? Mr Petra and Mr Gertrude are thinking of withdrawing.

"Let's run, let's run. Dangerous."

"No. I'll show you just me when I get here!

Mr. Ernesta tells me, but I won't pull.

When I run through the basin mountains again, I install disposable howitzers. Now there are as many as 24 disposable howitzers. I'll stab him in the face for sure.

I set a target for a 120-millimeter rifle cannon on a busty lizard opponent who behaves like a king in the sky. The aim is the base of the wing. If you knock him down there, he'll fall to the ground and be good.

Dull. My aim was accurate and I blew the base of my wing.

No matter how windy the elemental magic aids the flight, if it doesn't have wings that create lift, it will fall to the ground. Welcome to the ground, lizard.

"Come on! This is the last time!

Disposable howitzers erupt simultaneously, pushing a new giant flaming dragon to the ground.

And I...

"Now it's todome! Fuck you, you fucking lizard!

When I set my aim, I slammed the cannonball into the head of the Flaming Dragon.

Flaming dragons couldn't even scream. Its head is about half blown up, and its brains are dripping and spasmodic.

And finally, that giant fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"Yay! We've defeated the dragon!

I jump to joy and cheer.

"I can't believe you almost defeated a 100-year class flaming dragon by yourself,"

"I can't believe it. Are you even dreaming………."

All of you adventurers are amazed at what I've done.

"I defeated you, Mr. Gertrude, Mr. Ernesta, Mr. Petra!

"Oh. That's awesome... You were a more formidable enemy than I thought, but you're really a helpful magician when you almost knocked him out on your own?

"That's right. I'm a student."

I'm glad you're surprised so far. My nose is going to be heavenly.

"My lady. Did you teach that magic in school?

"No. It's self streaming. There are a lot of things that I'm referring to."

Yes, my weapons are supported by real-world weapons developers, military magazines, Dr. Wolfe and school teachers. If this were just me, I wouldn't have been able to do this.

"I have to give my daughter the full reward for fixing this big flaming dragon. We didn't do anything to help."

"No. It's your victory to have one. Shall we split the rewards?

If you're going to continue to be a helpful magician, you should stay close to everyone at each party. At this rate, you're going to make more money than the Flaming Dragon Crusade!

"Is that all right with you?

"That's okay."

"You're a greedless guy. But I'm gonna be sorry."

There's a lot of greed. It is painted on monetary greed. But Petra and I promised to split the reward.

"Well, shall we go home? I have to take my fangs to prove my crusade."

It took, and my Flaming Dragon crusade ended.

What a 600,000 marc my reward is! I made a lot of money!

But from this day on, I was called the Dragon Killer Witch, and as far as I was concerned, I wanted a cuter nickname than that noisy one.

Well, I don't even hate these mid-sickness nicknames!

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