The Melancholy of the Holy Maiden

Chapter 79 The Dependents of Thunder and Fire

the sky is very blue.

Only beetle-like houses and ant-like people can be seen from the top down.The ominous purple-black mist surrounds the houses in those villages, and the situation definitely does not look wonderful.

What was even more unpleasant was the pain in the back of his head.

The feeling of his body hanging in the air made Ernest Derante, the only prince of Itenna, turn pale. He didn't even have the energy to think about why he ended up in such a miserable situation.

Oh, and thanks to the damn dragon, a little spell blocks most of the wind, or he'd be spitting it out.

Well, maybe this is just the talent of the magic dragon, to save energy or something...

No matter how I think about it, I can't be happy. The only thing I can be happy about is holding the little sage Abner on the other paw of the dragon.

Abner knows neither martial arts nor magic, but only has a clever mind.This head melon received the attention of His Majesty King Aldrich, and this attention was also passed on to his son Ernest.

Seeing that his future assistant was intact, His Royal Highness heaved a sigh of relief, and even the dizziness of being in a high place became another thing called a sense of peace of mind——Little Sage If something happened, he would be cut off by his own father.

"Abner, are you alright?"

Abner, who had been watching Ernest's actions, was expressionless. Instead of answering Ernest, he raised his hand very calmly and tapped the dragon's nails lightly.

"I know you can hear me, Dragon."

At this time, the magic dragon had already flown to the edge of a forest, knowing that the two people on its paws could not be seen, it still blinked its pair of copper bell-like eyes.

Unfortunately, not cute at all.

The little sage's tone was frighteningly cold: "Don't you think it's troublesome to take two people with you? What do you do with an extra burden. It's me you're looking for. Throw the guy on the other paw away."

His words were carried by the wind to the ears of His Royal Highness. The poor guy didn't understand why his little friend suddenly became like this. He glanced at the forest and ocean below and gasped.

"Are you kidding me..." His Royal Highness, who suddenly realized something, struggled, "Abner, you, you, you, wait, I'm here to save you, don't give up on yourself—"

"Did you hear what I said, Demon Dragon?" Abner tilted his head, without any doubts or smiles, just narrating reality in the most ordinary way.

"See, if you don't drop him, he'll just break your claws with stupid struggles."

"Hey! Abner what are you going to do? You can't do this! Falling from such a high place, I'll be turned into meat paste!"

Feeling the relaxation of the strength in his waist, he realized that his little friend wanted to play for real, and the fear of heights finally made him lose his rationality as an excuse to escape, and he tried to convince his assistant who had suddenly become cold.

At some point, those brown eyes that were always filled with a gentle smile were full of indifference.

"No, I can. You are superfluous, Your Highness."

"This sentence is too much - ohhhhhh!"

Watching His Royal Highness fall into the sea of ​​trees, Abner raised his head: "Now don't you think it's troublesome to hold me like this. If possible, how about letting me ride on your back?"

Time playback.

When the ten-meter dragon grabbed His Royal Highness who was knocked unconscious from behind and the little sage who did not resist at all, and flapped its wings and flew away from the ceiling with a gap removed, Miss Knight had already jumped onto the back of the huge dragon. , Standing on the head of the dragon, and grabbed its horn with one hand.

Thanks to the blessing of the Holy Maiden, Bedwell's confidence was [-]% when she was supposed to deal with this huge injured dragon, but now it is [-]%.

The magic dragon shook its head and wanted to shake off the little bug that was grabbing its horn, but the strength of the little bug was frighteningly strong. Feeling the horn that was about to be crushed by force, the magic dragon was full of heart. It is anger.

The dragon horn of the magic dragon is its strongest and sharpest place!

It's not as fragile as that little dragon!Even if the breath is restricted, its physical strength is still awesome!What the hell is this human race? !

Miss Knight naturally wouldn't tell Demon Dragon that she has the identity of the God's Favored One, and she also has the unreserved blessing and blessing of the Saintess who is known as the Sun and Moon Revealer. Both of these are the most terrifying weapons against the Demon Race.

Coupled with Bedwell's own strength, it's easy to crush a dragon's horn.

Really think she dared not hurt the Holy Maiden and was easily held down by the Holy Maiden and couldn't struggle because she was too weak?too naive!

It's a pity that this demon dragon will never know, and neither will the demon clan who ordered it.

So, in the fierce struggle of the dragon, with a click, Miss Knight accidentally crushed the dragon horn that she was holding.

This was purely an unfortunate accident... After all, Bedivere thought it would be easier to hold the dragon's horn and stay on the opponent's head.However, the accident has happened, and regret is useless.

When the dragon paused and opened its mouth, Miss Knight turned over and hooked another horn of the dragon with her foot.

Amidst the thundering howl of the magic dragon, the girl showed a smile that was bound to win.

She was almost hanging upside down in front of the dragon's eyes, and the Kala Debo fire in her hand fiercely pierced the dragon's eyes, followed by crackling thunder and fire!

"Ow---!!!"

The dragon suffered from pain, and smashed another pillar with one tail.

In the midst of flying sand and rocks, Luxini opened a protective magic that enveloped all the knights on the ground.

With Bedwell by her side, the Holy Maiden no longer thinks about saving divine power for Bedwell. This protection is much thicker than the previous single protection spell, and the blood of the magic dragon dripped down It has never been corroded.

On the dragon's head, the black mist entwined with black blood made a sizzling sound as soon as it touched Karadeboga, and then evaporated and disappeared.

The dragon's blood, which is enough to corrode the divine arts, did not cause any damage or discomfort to the holy spear. It made a joyous sound, and at that moment, it produced the power to absorb the blood and almost pulled out the dragon's brain. The stabbed eye quickly shriveled.

Bedwell pulled out Caladepoga, her body swayed with the dragon's struggle and twist, but she was always firmly on the opponent's body, stable and powerful.

See the timing, another shot!

"Ow—!"

Bedwell let go of her long-spear, she turned over, stepped on the forehead of the dragon with her toes, and landed smoothly.

Looking at the big mouth of the magic dragon, he imagined that he would stab the long-spear into the opponent's throat from the inside...

Uh, although it would be more convenient, please forgive her for refusing.

Even knights have cleanliness.

The magic dragon fell to the ground and rolled around, it screamed, its tail and wings were flapping, and the gravel rustled down.However, under the suction of Karade Boga, its wailing sound became weaker and weaker, and in the air, the burnt smell emanating from the dragon's eyes became more and more intense.

The eyes are only one of the weak points of the dragon, but it will never be as immediate as being pierced through the tender flesh under the reverse scales. However, Bedwell's weapon, the spear called Caladepoga, is the world's most powerful weapon. A rare holy item—that was once a weapon of the gods.

Only things used by gods or heroes before the age of gods are eligible to be called holy objects.Those that survived as weapons are even rarer.

Just like the favored ones, the walkers of the gods, and the intelligent life on the land of Lantia, they are also at odds with the demons.

When the flying away dragon flew to the edge of the forest with two prey, the huge dragon's tail finally stopped swinging, and almost drained the dragon's contents, Karadepoga pulled himself out with satisfaction. Come, fly back to Bedwell.

A mummy of a magic dragon was left behind, and its body became more lustrous.

Bedwell still did not relax, she frowned slightly, staring at the dragon that had lost its voice.

"My Lady, be careful!"

Under the black pothole that suddenly appeared, Bedwell quickly turned around and hugged Lucini who was furiously smashing the small ball of light at the dragon secretly.

"咴-"

A black shadow stood between the two girls and the ever-expanding black pothole.

The author has something to say: □□: For an interview, how do you feel about bungee jumping?

His Royal Highness: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

□□: Alright, next one.Interview, how does it feel to be sucked-dead by a gun?

Demon Dragon: ... (This dragon is dead, burning paper for something)