Phew————!

The swept snow turned into blades of ice in the air and struck at the black-haired wizard, and before he could dodge, the right wing of the inky blue dragon opened like a shield in front of the black-haired wizard.

"Thank you!"

While thanking him, Loren's figure had already flashed out from the right side of the dragon wing, and the "Bright Silver" and "Dawn" swords spitting gray-blue sword light attacked Xuera hiding behind "Eugen" one after another, and the elf girl who couldn't dodge hurriedly fled.

[Not necessarily. 】

Iolet's voice sounded in the ears of the black-haired wizard, and the slightly arrogant voice sounded more like that of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy - perhaps because of the injury, and the tone was still a little rushed.

[You are what Mirasis said, the human who went to the Dragon King City alone and obtained the inheritance of the Dragon King's Tower?]

"Sort of. Loren shrugged with a wry smile: "To be precise, I only got a part of the 'truth' - the person who really got the inheritance is Isaac Grantham......"

Before he could finish speaking, the burst of ice vapor had already hit him, sweeping all the way towards Loren.

"Boom ——!!!!"

The inky blue dragon roared, and its open jaws were aimed at Eugen, and the flood of dragon flames instantly devoured his broken body.

The flames dissipated, and all that remained of the "Chief Samurai of the Overseer" was a puddle of pus and a broken knife on the ground, and even the bones were melted.

But in the next second, Eugen, who was already dead and didn't even have scum left, stood up from the "pus" again, picked up the long knife on the ground like a puppet, and pounced on the black-haired wizard with convulsions.

[What the hell is going on?!]

Iolet roared in exasperation, amber pupils radiating restlessness.

"I can't explain the details for a while, but this guy can't be killed easily - because he's dead!" Loren said patiently.

[What should I do then?!]

"I don't know, but the only solution right now is with the female elf. The black-haired wizard raised the "Dawn" sword with one hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at Xuera, who was still dodging: "Anyway... She was the one who brought the dead guy back to life. ”

[So as long as you kill her, this guy won't be reborn again, right?!]

Probably... The black-haired wizard frowned slightly, neither agreeing nor denying it.

Shera's way of the samurai "puppet show"... Or the puppet show after unfolding the "state of mind" was different from any he had seen before, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of void power in her.

Even the "resurrected" Eugen is like this - obviously squandering a lot of money, but except for the ice storm released by the other party, the void reaction on his body is not as strong as that of a wizard apprentice. Very spooky.

Could it be that this is the characteristic of the other party's "way of the samurai", but why is she so special?

"...... 'The Way of the Samurai'... Known as the path of the Azorean elves, it is the only way for a warrior to sharpen his mind and build his character......"

“...... Sharpen your mood and shape your character... At least in our sixth generation, the so-called 'way of the samurai' should be very different from the current gadget mixed with strange abilities......"

Is there any connection between the information Isaac found and the other party's special samurai way?

But the inky blue dragon clearly misunderstood him, and took silence as a default, spreading its wings into the air, and then pounced directly on the elven girl.

"Wait a minute——!"

Loren hurried to stop, but it was too late, and the smoke and dust that exploded in all directions as soon as the dragon landed had obscured both Iolet and Shera.

Almost at the same time, the convulsive "Eugen" had already left behind the black-haired wizard who was still stunned, and the long knife was waved, and the roaring ice storm had already pounced on the dragon.

Boom ————!!!!

Aolit, in the smoke and dust, sensed the movement of the figure, and looked back at the dragon flame, and the ice and snow instantly turned into steam and swallowed "Eugen" - just a little, even a certain black-haired wizard was "devoured" together.

Loren, who had avoided Long Yan and hid behind the "Dawn" sword, looked at the scene in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Even if he has an impatient personality and is a little simple-minded, but the dragon... It's still a dragon, after all.

Reaction speed, intuition, physical fitness, and dragon flame beyond the power of high-level spells... The desolate giant beast with a body of dozens of meters is indeed an innate war machine, the king of the food chain that can compete with the evil gods!

For a rough comparison, although this inky blue dragon named "Iolet" may be younger than Mirasis, its strength is probably even above it.

His irascible and impatient personality made him more keen to pounce directly on the enemy and fight them head-on, rather than using his maneuverability and "ranged advantage" as Mirasis did.

Far away from being affected by the dragon flames, and the frontal battle with the dragon's "zero distance" contact, although they are all dead, but the fear of being shocked is completely heaven and earth.

Bang——!!!!

At the same time that Eugen stood up again, Aeolit had already curled up the dragon's tail, and with a terrifying sound like tearing the air, he directly knocked out his body that had not yet stood firmly!

Loren, who was stunned, even looked in a trance-although the picture was terrifying, looking at "Eugen" flying into the sky like a cannonball, it was really a bit funny that "I will come back".

It's just that unlike some villains who turned into meteors, the "Chief Samurai of the Oversee" Eugen who flew to the dome had already disintegrated his body the moment he reached the top, turning into countless fragments scattered in the air.

In this way, even if you can resurrect it, it will take some time, right?

"Boom ————————!!!!"

In the midst of the ruins, the inky blue dragon Aeolit, surrounded by flames, raised its head and roared in the sky—shaking the air, even the towers and houses trembled, so that all the people who were still in the city at the moment could clearly feel his power.

This is the power of dragons!

The closer you get to it, the more you can feel how invincible this power is, and no sane person would consider confronting them head-on, let alone killing them!

The elven girl was no longer visible in the smoke, but the dragon Eolit didn't care anymore, and the amber dragon's eyes turned to fix her eyes on an elven warship anchored at the crossing of the Gem River.

[Just now, the first incendiary bomb aimed at me, did it fly from that ship?]

As he said this, Iorit narrowed his eyes slightly—the huge dragon head actually showed an expression that was almost "hideous".

"Yes, that's the flagship of the elven fleet. In the face of this "dragon boy" who was not obedient at all and was so strong that he couldn't be more powerful, Loren could only nod and answer: "Not only just now, but when the enemy bombarded the target before, it was also based on its target......

Before he finished speaking, the black-haired wizard, who suddenly noticed something, raised his head suddenly: "Wait, what do you want to do?!"

[End this war——!]

The next moment, Iolet's wings spread horizontally, and her huge body slammed into the ground, leaping out of thin air.

The tremendous tremors and the sand and rocky winds blew away the embers around him, and Loren had to stand in front of him with the Dawn Sword to resist the unstoppable force.

A minute later, the wind faded, and Loren saw Eolit flying with wings spread, rushing straight towards the Jewel River crossing, raining fire in the lead-gray sky.

Really, why don't these dragons, one by one, like to listen to other people's opinions?

Loren was really distressed.

Of course, the reason is not completely incomprehensible - if any human or elf has the power of a dragon, he will probably call himself a "savior" or something, right?

Like Lord Eugen, the "Chief of the Overseer" who died and was pulled up and used as a weapon and shield, his fate was so miserable.

With a tired sigh, the black-haired wizard looked back at the ruined battlefield in front of him, his eyes slightly closed, and snapped his fingers slightly.

High-level spells, spiritual vision.

The transparent ripples spread out to the surroundings, and as they swept past the charred ruins burned by the flames, a petite body hiding underneath trembled unconsciously.

Oh... So here it is.

Opening his eyes, Loren's face showed a very "kind" smile.

"Bell ——!"

The "Dawn" sword that fell head-on deliberately slashed a little crookedly, and landed next to the elf girl's hiding place, and almost at the moment when the sound of earth and rock cracking sounded, the inconspicuous ruins also moved slightly.

"So... Are you going to get out on your own, or am I going to get you out? Loren said coldly with an expressionless face:

"Kind and innocent elven girl, Your Excellency Shela, the second seat of the Imperial Court?"

................................................

Looking at the scene that had just passed in front of her, the elven warrior Alexandra, whose mind was blank, took several seconds to figure out what was going on.

The Chief Overseer... His own master Eugen was burned to charred by the dragon, and then knocked into the air... Shattered.

This is what protects humanity... The power of the dragon?

The elven warrior in a trance trembled unconsciously, her hands and feet were cold, as if it was not Eugen who had just been swallowed by the flames, but herself.

"Let's go, don't stop!"

There was an impatient scolding behind her, and Alexandra, who came back to her senses, looked at herself with her hands and feet chained, and turned her eyes to the gray-eyed boy behind her who was urging her, not caring at all about the sharp blade pointed at her.

"I said... Aren't you going to protect your Duke?" said Alexandra silently, "I remember you said you were his personal bodyguard. ”

"It's because I'm his bodyguard that I have to stay here - beware of you scumbags, sneaking up on the retreating soldiers and civilians. Lu Sien said very unceremoniously and coldly:

"And, you seem to have misunderstood something. ”

Well?

"Lord Loren, he never needed my protection, nor did he need anyone's protection—and I was not his bodyguard, but a knife in his hand. ”

Silently looking at the explosion in the distance, Lu Sien's eyes were also a little complicated: "What I have to do is just obey his every order and every task." ”

"As for protection... That's just my incompetent guard, every self-made action. ”

..........................................

Bell ——!

The delicate and small Azorean knife fell to the ground, in the ruins of a pile of rubble.

The petite elven girl was trampled under the feet of the black-haired wizard, her delicate and soft neck clinging to the blade of the "Dawn" greatsword - with the slightest force under Loren's feet, her head would be directly split into two pieces with her body.

The sluggish Shera could no longer maintain her previous smile, and looked at Loren's indifferent expression with fear on her face, sobbing under her breath.

At this time, she is no longer the second seat of the Imperial Court, and she is no longer a powerful elven warrior... At this time, she was just a helpless elf girl trembling in front of the villains.

Fear... Helpless... Imitation... These words, which should have been experienced only by her enemies, were now all added to herself.

"Snow and Sheila are just simple and cute girls, Sheila has never, never taken the initiative to hurt others, they are... It was the order of His Highness Rodria ... Yikes——!!!!"

Loren's right foot exerted a slight force, bringing her neck a few closer to the blade.

"One more word, and I'll let you and Eugen end up together. ”

Loren, who was expressionless, said coldly: "From now on, what do I ask, what do you answer... Understood?"

The elven girl nodded desperately.

"So, the first question. ”

The black-haired wizard raised the index finger of his left hand: "Why is your way of being a warrior different from that of others, without a trace of the power of the void?"

"How can this, how can such a simple girl as this person be... Yikes!"

Feeling the sudden force on the soles of her feet, Xuera screamed: "People really don't know! I didn't lie to you! The puppet show was like this when His Royal Highness Rodria handed it over to others!"

Rodria?

Loren's expression was slightly stunned.

"That's right, it's all the Temple of Rhodría... The conspiracy arranged, everything was his plan - including letting such a simple and lovely girl in his family run to such a dangerous place and kill people... It's all his fault!"

Seeing Loren deep in thought, the elf girl hurriedly spoke: "From the negotiation a few days ago to today, everything is a conspiracy designed by him, the purpose is to lure you and your reinforcements out, and then unify the net!"

"His Highness Rhodría doesn't just want to take Ebolden, what he wants to do is to destroy Ebolden and slaughter all the humans in the city!"

"Oh, yes, he still wants to be a dragon slayer!"

"What are you talking about?!" exclaimed, Loren subconsciously slammed into force, and the elven girl, who was desperately trying to keep her neck out of the blade, blushed, and could no longer answer his question.

Of course, she didn't need to answer anymore.

The soaring dragon Iolet has rushed to the skies above the Gem River ferry, turning the crowded river into a sea of fire.

The sky changes color for it!