If you train Lv1 Magic Arrow to Lv999 - exiled aristocratic students, train without giving up hope t

Faltima shouted as Lugard jumped into the transfer formation.

Teleportation!

The world blacks out in an instant.

It was switched to a jungle close to King's Landing. Unfortunately, unlike normal transfer teams, this is the limit of manpower.

Still, Faltima lost most of her magic and was struck by a sudden sense of daze.

But...

We can't fall yet.

Where's Lugard?

With her weight on the cane, Faltima turned her eyes to the left and right.

There was nowhere to be seen a man with a long armed body (Koku).

Lugardor!

Faltima screams.

The voice only resounded in vain.

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"What is this place...?

Lugard couldn't understand the space in front of him.

Black.

The surroundings are covered in black. There is no ground. Lugard was floating in the darkness. I can't move freely because I don't have a fulcrum.

In a sense - restraint.

At that time.

People. It stinks so bad.

A pair of eyes came to mind.

Are you sacrificing

A pair of eyes came to mind.

It will disappear soon anyway. A little patience. "

A pair of eyes came to mind.

Moments.

A blinking light was born before my eyes.

"Whoa!?

Lugard inadvertently leaked his voice and held his hand against his face.

A white dragon appeared in front of me.

Three necks stretched from the body of the dragon. Lugard didn't know the difference between the faces of the dragons, but at least the colors were different.

Blue, silver, gold.

Three colored faces look down on Lugard.

(This is...!?)

I was terrified.

My spine is freezing. I feel like I'm holding my heart in the hands of the dead.

Lugard had a hunch.

Death to yourself.

Root fear is shaken. My heart screams.

It can't be helped!

Ah, are you the Dark One?

That's what the blue head said and closed his mouth.

Blue light leaked out from the closed mouth. The glow increases in size and intensity in seconds.

"Will you purify the darkness with our light?"

A silver head said that and shut his mouth.

Silver light leaked out from the closed mouth. The glow increases in size and intensity in seconds.

I'll tell you again and again. Darkness can't beat light. "

The golden head said that and shut his mouth.

Golden light leaked out from the closed mouth. The glow increases in size and intensity in seconds.

Lugard tried to move his body.

It didn't move.

He is floating in a space of 'nothing'. There is no foothold on the ground, and there is no water for hands to scratch.

In a place where there's nothing.

There is no moving technique.

(... what do I do?!?)

Lugard was in a hurry. I managed to find a way to live. But I can't find anything.

Everything is exhausted.

Even Lugard before it was depleted at the academy, the dragon in front of him would not have been able to fight it.

The light leaking from the dragon's mouth shines to the fullest.

"Goodbye."

The white dragon's mouth burst open. At the back of his throat, he waited for a white light to blow out, like a buildup of magma.

"Goodbye."

The silver dragon's mouth burst open. At the back of his throat, he waited for silver light to blow out, like a buildup of magma.

"Goodbye."

The golden dragon's mouth burst open. At the back of his throat, he waited for golden light to blow out, like a buildup of magma.

Silence.

Silence.

It's like tearing apart a moment.

Boom!

Three lights were exhaled from three mouths. The light that was emitted swallowed Lugard with no different aim.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Rugard screamed, scorched by a burning radiance.

Lugard's body breaks down into molecular levels.

Lugard woke up.

It was a dark place, but it was a normal place. There is a tingling touch of stone on the back and the ceiling is visible.

I don't know - it was an unknown ceiling.

Where are we?

I know, but I can't understand it, so I accidentally question it.

It is a temple that is the base of darkness.

Wake up reflectively - definitely a familiar building landscape.

Lugard saw his hand. Yes, I touched my face and body with my hands. It exists.

He's alive.

He is alive and returning to the Temple of Darkness.

I thought the three-necked dragon had swallowed my bracelet and died.

(... what the hell is this...?

There was a squeaking noise.

"Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Turning to the direction of the voice, a small old man wearing a light hood - Harmit - stood.

"... what happened?

"That's right... from the remnants of magic Zanzi , I wonder if Miko-sama was sent to the whirlpool of the Dragon King. Probably the divine magic that Carlisle released."

"... it's still Carlisle..."

"That's where you took painful damage, but before you died, the power of the Dark Mask was activated."

"The power of the mask?

Lugard put his hand on a mask covering the top half of his face.

"Hihihihihihihihi, did you think it was just a pointless, evil hobby mask? I'm glad you're wearing it."

"What is the power of this mask?

"When the wearer's life is in danger, they will transport him to the Temple of Darkness."

Hoo.

I didn't know it had that effect. I thought it was just a pointless, bad hobby mask.

It's a useful ability. Don't you want to die?

"Yes, but it's already gone."

"... lost?

"Transferring requires enormous darkness. The mask of darkness has accumulated over the years, but I vomited about it this time. Think of none of the following."

I see - and Lugard understood.

Now it's really just a pointless, bad hobby mask.

"Have you used your ticket here? What a waste."

"Hihihihihihihihi, no. To protect your son's life. If you are safe, we will be happy."

So Harmit changed the subject.

"--So, how did it go? How long have you been in college?

"That's right...."

In retrospect, it was a tragic result. The power of the Dark Mask is exhausted, and Dark Inn Slave is broken -

With all that sacrifice, I didn't get the dark signs.

All I got was information.

White arrow sorcerer who defeated the Sigilist.

Alberto Luminas.

A student friend of Lugard's resurrected into Lugard's mind.

It was then.

"Gu, ahh, ahh!?"

Lugard's mouth squeaks. I felt pain all over my body. As a samurai, Lugard was unbearable in pain.

Unexpectedly, Lugard put his hand on the bed.

"This is...?

"Probably the influence of the dragon king's brace."

"... the Dragon King of God? In the mask of darkness... you dodged it?

"That bracelet is a terrible thing that burns even your soul. I don't suppose I could have avoided the damage to my soul perfectly."

Lugard's consciousness is bright.

Lugard's breath is rough.

The darkness that seemed to fall to the bottom of the well, as if all the cells were exhausted after training, covered Lugard's consciousness.

"I need a long sleep... it takes time for my soul to recover."

Harmit's voice was blurred.

"... but we still have a little time to fill. Rest for a while, my son. Sweet dreams..."

That was the last time.

Lugard's consciousness slipped into the darkness, and his powerless body collapsed.