Since he has such a tenacious will, it makes no difference whether the person standing in front of him is a broken girl, a strong warrior, or a weak baby.

Needless to say, he will treat each other equally and cut off the opponent's head with his own sword. This is the highest honor and praise for a warrior.

Liliana was silent with a knight's sword called the Silver Master in her hand.

No, it should be said that she had already lost consciousness at this time, and it was probably some kind of creed that supported her.

As a knight, you can lie down only when you die and sleep.

With an inexplicable force, the girl raised the sword in her hand with seemingly slow movements.

wave!

On the sword, rune's words shone.

Behind him, the terrifying laughter could be heard.

Ah, no, you don't seem to be afraid of this voice anymore?

"." Hahahaha! So it is, so it is! The hunters who are about to join the hunt have already arrived!"

"Although I haven't arrived here in person, since the eagle dogs and minions belonging to hunters are already here, it's not an absence!"

What do you mean?

Liliana's mental state at this time has no room to care about the meaning of those words.

All she can do now is...

Swing the sword!

Thunder exploded.

The blue arc is dazzling.

On the sword of the silver master, the rune characters exude a dazzling light, and even more intense than this light is the shining thunder light.

Siegfried, who did not follow suit, had not yet suppressed the flame of the god that even the paladins fled in panic. (finished)

However, this dazzling thunder light has completely torn apart the approaching flames!

The heroic god of steel who had just appeared in the world had an expression of astonishment on his face.

It was normal for this fragile, exhausted girl to be able to break her own flame and show a shocked expression—but it was not the case in reality.

To his surprise...

"I see."

The heroic god of steel, who had always maintained a solemn demeanor, had a smile on his face for the first time.

Sunshine, gentle, but with an indescribable cruelty.

"you......"

His gaze fell on the rune dotted with the blade of the knight's sword.

"Want to get, 'victory' ah."

On the silver master, the rune words that meant "victory" flashed.

"Then, come on, the hero who challenges me - Shin"

"At this time, you are a hero, and I am an evil dragon!".

Chapter [-] Don't move, I'll kill you!

"I see. I thought the guest who invited me to the hunt was late..."

The Marquis of Vauban, who couldn't hold back because the attractive prey appeared before him, stepped back slowly with a fierce light in his eyes.

Then, he sat down safely in the seat before him.

"I didn't expect that the hunter had already sent out his hound. Well, since that's the case, let me enjoy the hound's performance."

Just now, the Demon King, who had released a vicious aura, sat comfortably on the main seat.

The ferocity in his body has all subsided.

The suit is neat, the silver-white hair is not messy at all, and there is a classical elegance in the gesture.

At first glance, it looks like a polite old gentleman from the Middle Ages.

It also seems to be a spectator sitting in the auditorium of the Colosseum, overlooking the life-and-death struggle below with condescending eyes.

"However, the granddaughter of that guy Kranichal has such aptitude..."

"I never found out before, and sure enough, the old man can't have too much self-confidence only in his eyes..."

For demon kings like Marquis Vauban, what is more worthy of attention has never been a brilliant swordsmanship or an amazing magic aptitude.

Because these things that are envied by ordinary people have always been as fragile as paper in front of his 990.

Broken with one touch.

Therefore, he will praise something stronger and more reliable.

That is......

No matter when, he refused to fall, and insisted on fighting until the final consciousness.

Because as the Demon King, he no longer needs this kind of thing, so he is more interested in this kind of thing.

The girl standing in the field was shaky.

The long silver-white hair from before was soaked in blood.

On the cheeks, there are dense cracks like broken porcelain.

Dripping blood, dripping down the fingertips

However, only the sword in his hand...

Always as steady as Mount Tai.

Marquis Vauban could naturally see that the reason why the girl was still standing was largely due to the sword in her hand.

In other words, it was the power that resided in that sword.

What appeared in his field of vision was actually the battle between the sword and the steel that did not follow.

To him, the girl named Liliana was not so much a sword-wielding person as it was an accessory to that sword from beginning to end. (bjbc)

Burning his own consciousness and will as firewood, and driving the power entrusted to that sword.

but......

Even if it is just an accessory, if there is no corresponding consciousness, there is not enough will.

It is probably wishful thinking to have the power entrusted in that sword respond.

and......

If it wasn't for this, it would be impossible to obtain the approval of the steel that was not in the world at this time.

The silver knight sword with the shining rune script collided with the magic sword Gram, eliciting a crisp golden symphony.

Thunder and lightning roared and shot in all directions.

The girl holding a knight's sword seemed to have transformed into a dazzling thunder light as she shuttled through the sea of ​​fire like Shura's purgatory.

In this regard, the steel of non-compliance showed a happy, even ecstatic expression.

"hahahahahahahahaha--"

The silver-grey short-haired man's resolute and resolute eyes slowly turned into vertical pupils.

On his cheeks, moving blue-gray scales gradually grew out of nowhere.

Compared to the heroic stance he had acted recklessly before, his appearance and aura now are more like a terrifying beast.

Or--

Dragon.

"Come on, the hero who challenges me!"

"With the sword in your hand, pierce my heart and cut off my neck!"

"In front of victory is the treasure treasured by the evil dragon!"

"A hero who wants to slay a dragon! My head is the crown of glory!"

The hero who slaughtered the dragon in the past stepped down heavily, causing the earth to tremble and whine.

The nearby ground quickly cracked, like a dragon turning over, and the cracked ground revealed dense abyss.

"Come on, come here quickly."

With a cheerful smile on his face, Siegfried slowly stepped forward.

"I am a hero and an evil dragon."

Legend has it that Siegfried, the hero of the dragon slaying, was bathed in dragon blood after beheading Fafna.

As a result, an invulnerable sturdy body is obtained.

But, actually...

"I am Siegfried, and I am Fafna!"

Heroes and dragons are two-in-one in themselves.

In stories and legends, it is also quite common for the hero to eventually become a dragon.

In the legend of Walsunger, the sword in the tree, Gram, was originally a sword that grew directly from the ground.

Afterwards, it was forged by the young hero Siegfried with a flame hammer and turned into a brand-new sword.

This legend means that the Fang of the Earth will be re-forged and turned into stronger steel.

It means that the dragon, the son of the earth, is born and becomes the heroic god of steel.

In most cases, Siegfried will appear in the world as a hero of steel and walk in the world.

However, there is only one exception.

That is, when facing a challenger as a "hero".

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