A raging fire stained the sky crimson.

The head was torn off, the body of the evil god was crushed by the dragon's claws and struggled in pain, and the burning tentacles twitched, swaying, burning, rotting, and melting in mid-air... until it becomes slurry.

The burning dragon flame is like a rain of fire falling from the sky.

In the scorching and rotten smell that filled the air, the shell of the evil god, or Chakar, whose head had been torn off, was still emitting "sounds" of unknown meaning, and under the engulfment of the flames, the huge and fat body continued to turn into scorched earth and ashes.

Even so, the blazing dragon flame still showed no signs of extinguishing, and continued to burn until it completely devoured the entire body of the evil god's body;

until the body overflowing with pus was completely paralyzed, and there was no movement;

Until the whole battlefield, it fell into a sea of fire;

But none of this has anything to do with Loren.

Laying down the scarred gray-eyed boy, the tired black-haired wizard slowly got up, let out a long breath, and then looked in the direction of the dragon dance, waiting for someone to "come uninvited".

Really......

"Boom ——!!!!"

There was a sudden jolt under his feet, and the strong wind mixed with smoke and scorching smell hit his face, so that Loren couldn't even open his eyes.

And when he opened his eyes again, the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of amber eyes... Standing firmly on her feet and folding her wings, the dragon Milassis raised her graceful, slender neck, and reached out to the black-haired wizard "kindly".

Of course, all modifiers are premised on the size of the dragon... If it were from a human perspective, I would be closer to a hungry beast, ready to sacrifice its teeth.

Remembering the first time he saw the dragon, Loren couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"My esteemed Wizard Advisor, did you miss me?!"

With a childlike hearty and cheerful laugh, a red-haired and red-eyed boy jumped off the dragon's back, walked towards the black-haired wizard with a big grin, and took the initiative to extend his right hand.

"Oh... No, no, no, no. ”

Without waiting for the black-haired wizard to stretch out his hand, the red-haired boy with a hint of cunning in his eyes suddenly withdrew his hand, looking "over-panicked", tilting his head to look at Loren:

"You can't call a wizard advisor anymore, can you... Uh, it should be called 'Lord of Byrne'... Or tell me, I don't read much, don't lie to me!"

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, the black-haired wizard maintained a formulaic smile on his face: "What the hell are you trying to say......"

“...... His Highness Brandon de Salion?"

"I want to say that one of my 'loyal' wizard advisors suddenly became a bastard who likes to take advantage of others. ”

His hands were folded on his waist, as if to make his expression look more righteous: "You seem to have forgotten that Charlotte Turin is my appointed fiancée!"

"My Wizard Advisor, your behavior of stealing other people's wives is very bad!"

Robbing someone else's wife?

It's obvious that you're afraid of her, and you desperately want to stuff it into me, right?!

Frowning, Loren's urge to roll his eyes intensified.

[Don't listen to him]

A very abrupt, elegant and languid female voice sounded, and Loren and Brandon were stunned almost at the same time.

[On the day the news of your becoming a duke came, he went crazy with joy all night]

"Hey!" His Royal Highness the Prince, who immediately couldn't hold back his face, turned his head suddenly: "Good girl, I know it's not good for me to let you fly so far in one go, and I don't need to be so eager to retaliate against me, right?!"

The dragon Milashis twisted his neck, and a small expression of disdain appeared on the proud and graceful dragon's head.

And when Brandon, who looked embarrassed, turned his head back, he found that the black-haired wizard was staring at him intently, smiling, and his eyes were very meaningful.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem... Let's not talk about that, in short, in ......"

Brandon, who once embarrassed the scene, immediately sacrificed two tricks: "coughing" and "blunt turn": "We defeated that damn evil god shell, ended this centaur war, and saved a small life for you and your guard, my lord." ”

"Of course, all this is because His Royal Highness the Prince arrived in time to save the mansion from collapse, and... Well, what's that look on your face?"

Brandon, who had just said nothing, immediately sensed that something was wrong, and asked with some uneasiness, "Am I not right?"

"No, you're right. Shaking his head, Loren smiled with a formulaic smile: "It's just that there is a slight mistake." ”

"For example?" Brandon kept dodging his eyes with his hands behind his back.

"For example... If I hadn't dodged in time, before you could 'save the building from falling', Luson and I would have been burned to death by the dragon flame of Mirasis along with the evil god's body. ”

Loren said lightly: "In addition, it is a little late that you 'save the world', the army has already been evacuated, and the battle is over, even if you don't come, I have a way to kill this evil god body." ”

"So... If people who don't know the details of what happened hear this, I'm afraid they will think that you didn't save the mansion from the top, but made a special trip to grab the merit as the prince of the empire. ”

Brandon's expression froze.

"Uh... About this... Heroes always have to come out later, right? hahahaha, hahahahahahaha......haha

The black-haired wizard didn't say a word, silently watching him giggle there.

In the inexplicable quiet atmosphere, His Royal Highness the prince smiled even more embarrassed.

After a while, Brandon exhaled sullenly: "Loren Turin, you... It's a little different than it used to be. ”

"I guess we all are. ”

Loren looked at him calmly: "From the day the emperor said goodbye......"

On the blood-colored battlefield, only the boiling of the sea of fire in the distance and the breeze sweeping across the grassland could be heard.

The two people who were silently facing each other looked at each other, each thinking about it.

"yes, from that day. Brandon's face, the smile as bright as the sun did not diminish:

"After being watched by the most trusted sister-in-law of Fitronay, after escaping the plots of the royal brother's cronies again and again, in the days of constantly figuring out my father's thoughts and thoughts... It's so much fun. ”

"I remember how you described it... It's fun to fight with people... Right?"

Smiling happily, Brandon, who curled the corners of his mouth, looked up at the black-haired wizard:

"I guess, the Earl of the Thirteen Lords of Byrne, the fanatics of the Blood Order, the Imperial Governor of Byrne, and the Yod Chamber of Commerce... It shouldn't be more empathetic than the nobles and lords in the imperial capital?"

Loren didn't answer anything.

The two of them looked at each other's expressions a lot more relaxed.

"What the hell happened, I originally thought that the commander of the Imperial Legion should be Eckhart II, His Majesty the Supreme Emperor and Crown Prince Connad can really allow you to ......"

"This... The process is tortuous, and the reasons are complex. Brandon, who held the back of his head with his hands and tilted his head, shrugged his shoulders: "To be honest, not only you, but even myself still can't believe it's true!"

His tone was sarcastic, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"If you were to ask me to start from the beginning, I probably wouldn't even remember what I said at the beginning, so keep it simple. His Royal Highness smiled slightly:

"In the hall of the Imperial Cabinet, I pointed my crossbow at His Majesty the Father, and told him... Either agree to let me lead the troops, or die immediately!"

"Oh, yes, I have to thank you for coming, thanks to the Hidden Blade you left me, I was able to bring the weapon into the Imperial Cabinet without even knowing it, and the next time I have such a good thing, don't forget me!"

Well?

What the?!

The stunned black-haired wizard's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief - he didn't even hear what Brandon was talking about, his mind went blank and he was completely frozen.

A minute later, Loren, who had finally recovered from his shock, said in a slur manner: "That... And he agreed?"

"Otherwise, do you think I can make the three fully armed Imperial legions obedient?" His Royal Highness the Prince flattened his mouth, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with this:

"I'm not my beloved Brother Conrad, who can be killed by a single word, and even my wizard advisor knows that His Royal Highness, the 'Disgraced Prince', who has no authority at all, can negotiate terms with him......"

Brandon muttered "pitiful" in a whisper, looking "wronged and in urgent need of comfort".

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Loren, who frowned slightly, sighed.

"I guess the power to rule these three legions... Is it conditional?"

His Royal Highness looked at him silently and did not answer immediately.

Sighing softly, Brandon's expression seemed to be unhappy: "I finally want to divert the topic, why do you have to mention this?"

"You guessed it, my esteemed Duke of Byrne... Well, let's call you Loren, the first one is too unpleasant to say, and it always makes me feel like I'm being taken advantage of by you, haha. ”

Loren still had a flat expression.

"Your Father, Your Majesty, has given me the power of war that I have always dreamed of—not merely assistance, as in the last time at Ebotden, but a real power of life and death, unquestionable. ”

"The price is that I have to prove that I am truly entitled to this power, that I have to convince everyone enough, that I must be able to convince everyone with my actions, that His Majesty Eckhart II has made a wise and wise decision, and not just that he was coerced by his 'doting' young son. ”

"All in all, I must prove to everyone that I am no less than my beloved Brother Connaught. ”

With a long sigh again, Brandon's face showed a different melancholy:

"Not inferior to Brother Connad... This is a question that I have asked myself countless times over the past dozen years. ”

"Almost every time I tell myself, you're not like him, you can't be like Conod, you have to be yourself; The opposite of that person, not his shadow, his substitute in the event of an accident. ”

"Do Brandon, not Conod second. His Royal Highness the Prince said quietly, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was a little more bitter:

"But guess what... When I did the greatest ridiculous thing of my life, when I pointed my father, my own father, with a wound crossbow, I could clearly see a hint of surprise in his eyes!"

"I've been waiting for that expression for more than ten years, but when I finally got it, I felt a disgust for no reason. Brandon's breathing quickened, and his smile grew:

Because that was the expression that only he would show when he looked at the imperial brother in the past. ”

"I, Brandon de Salion, have gone through so many years of tossing, messing around and all sorts of past... finally became nothing different from the imperial brother. ”

"It became a work of art in my father's hands. ”

There was silence for a moment.

"It's not the same. ”

Loren looked at him and shook his head with certainty: "You and Conod... It's not at all. ”

"It's not that you're a nice guy, but there's a difference between you and Conrad. ”

Brandon raised an eyebrow in surprise.

To put it simply, Conod has been firmly bound by the shackles of power, and has completely accepted his fate. The black-haired wizard whispered, "And you... You want to be tied up, but at least you know you're tied up. ”

"The difference, it's huge. ”

"Really?" Brandon looked at the black-haired wizard in surprise and sneered:

"I know you're comforting me, but... Thank you. ”

In a much better mood, they turned their eyes behind them, and at any time, the endless grassland and blue sky always made people feel comfortable.

Right now......

"Boom ————!!!!"

A violent tremor resounded like the roar of the earth from the burning battlefield in the distance!

Brandon, who didn't react, was directly shocked to the ground... If it weren't for the black-haired wizard's reach and grabbing it in time, the back of his head would have had a "close touch" with the ground.

"Boom ————!!!!"

There was another loud bang from the earthquake, and the roaring dragon Miracis twisted his neck and spread his wings to protect the two and the unconscious Lusen behind him.

【Caution】

Mirasis's voice rang in their minds at the same time.

[That monster seems to be alive]

"What?!"

Shocked, Brandon looked at a sea of fire in the distance, watching from the huge body that had turned into charcoal, one by one, a tentacle "broke out", and in the scattered smoke and dust, he slapped the body on his body fiercely.

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

A mad roar resounded in the sky, and Chakar, like "resurrected from the dead", appeared in front of them intact again.

"Loren, you just said there was a way to kill it, didn't you?" Brandon, who was stunned, twitched his throat fiercely:

"I think... You can prepare. ”