On the edge of the battlefield, a black-haired girl sits on the ruins of a collapsed watchtower, shaking her legs and looking boredly at the battle that has ended.

She was a step late, not even knowing what had happened before, complaining regretfully that she had missed a good show, and curiously looking at the portal that stood in the middle of the battlefield, and did not know where it led.

Suddenly, she looked past the soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield and saw a figure with a black dragon crawling beside her beside the portal.

Somewhat familiar, she nodded.

The other party seemed to feel something, and looked at her, and the eyes of the two sides were intertwined at a distance of hundreds of meters.

"It's not good, I was found out, I slipped away."

The girl hurriedly jumped down from the ruins, and was about to leave.

[So you ran away?] What about your pride in being the first Dragonborn? 】

"What is pride, can you eat it? Besides, there are so many of them, I don't want to be beaten. ”

[Is this also a reason?] 】

"Doesn't that count?" The girl asked rhetorically.

[Hey, I don't have a host like you, it's a shame!] 】

"Where else do you want to go? m, pull, g! ”

A voice rang out behind the girl, causing her body to stiffen and freeze in place.

I saw that the black dragon set off a gust of wind and landed in front of the girl, and the other girl sitting on the back of the dragon looked at her with burning eyes.

"Hey, long time no see!" Milak stiffened his hand and waved at the other.

Although he felt that the Mirak in front of him was more and more different from what was recorded in history, Kexia still pulled out a smile, "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, so we should settle our accounts." ”

"Ha, you didn't lose anything, the previous things were written off, do you think it's okay?" Noticing Kashia's intact arm, Milak snorted and complained to the consciousness that was symbiotic with her.

[How is this possible, without enough medical technology, it is impossible for the alchemy and magic of this world to get rid of this virus, this is not scientific! 】

"Here you should say it's not magic." Milak muttered quietly.

Keshia stared at Milak below, and suddenly slapped his palm, "You let me beat it, and this matter will be settled." ”

"No, it hurts!" Milak waved his hand, then pulled open his collar and pointed at the junction between his shoulders and chest, "You stabbed me last time, you can see the scars...... Well, no more. ”

[It's all your fault, you didn't even leave a little scar. 】

[I can be blamed for this!? 】

"Won't I hurt, your damn ability almost made me chop off my entire arm!" Let's fight! ”

"Don't you really have to talk about it?"

"Nope!"

"Alright then, please be light." Mirak lowered her head as if resigned, but the next moment, she raised her head and roared with unrelieved power, and the fluctuating air mass rushed towards Kashia on the dragon's back.

Kexia's eyes froze, and the same unrelieved force collided together, and the two were not affected much, but the black dragon Dunevill who was in the middle shook his dizzy head and fell directly down.

As soon as he landed, Kexia carried a sharp blade that flashed with cold light, and with the whirlwind energy that slid out of the corner of his mouth, he instantly rushed towards Milak.

Milak also lunged, dodging a slash that appeared in her back.

"Just stand still and let me beat you up, I promise I won't beat you to death!"

"You're obviously holding a weapon, who knows how many times you're going to stab me!?"

Mirak seemed to have no intention of fighting, shouting as she dodged the attack, and then a whirlwind of disarming weapons came out of her mouth

rushed out, directly rolled the long sword in Kexia's hand, and fell to the ground more than ten meters away.

Looking at the empty palm, Kashia immediately smiled, "Okay, I don't have a weapon in my hand now, so it should be fine, right?" ”

"How much do you want, the ghost will let you beat it!"

As she spoke, Milak was once again brought close to her by Kashia, her fist slamming into her chest. However, the angry fist landed in the air, passing through the body that had turned into a cloud of phantoms.

Mirak took the opportunity to pull back, and after reconcentrating the entity, he kicked Kashia in the lower abdomen, kicking him away.

After a few rolls, the somewhat disgraced Kashia pounced again with a charge, colliding directly with the other party, and the fists of the two greeted each other in the face, and after a while, both of them became blue and swollen.

Both are controlled, and do not use a dragonroar that is purely offensive in nature.

Originally, he was going to enter Cold Harbor through the portal to support, but Ciel, who was relieved, saw this scene and didn't know what to say, which looked a little different from the painting style of the imaginary dragonborn duel.

"Don't think I'm really scared of you, I'm your senior! Let me teach you how to respect your seniors! Milak rolled over and pressed Kashia under her, looking at the dark circles on the other person's face, but she couldn't help laughing, but the next moment she felt a pain in her nose.

A headbutt slammed into Milak's nose, and Kashia crossed her hands on her hips and laughed as she watched her nosebleed.

However, Ciel, who was looking at Kexia's embarrassed image at this time, shook his head, remembering that this was the master mother after all, and raised his hand to erase the injury on her face with a flash of holy light.

"It's not fair!" When Mirak saw that Kashia was back as before, he immediately became anxious.

"I'm not going to be a two-to-one, it's fair enough for you."

Mirak squinted and caught a glimpse of the black dragon Dunevil who had regained consciousness not far away, leaving the triumphant Kashia and rushing over, quickly leaping onto Dunevill's back as the compulsive will to control the dragon sounded.

The black dragon soared into the air, leaving only one sentence, "You remember it for me!" "Echoing in the air.

"I escaped again!!" Keshia was stunned for a moment, and stomped her feet in anger.

Hill summoned his mount and asked, "Do you want to chase?" ”

Keshia thought for a moment, nodded her chin and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it looks like it's time for Duneville to return to the Soul Tomb. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the black dragon that had not yet flown away disappear with a fluctuation of the air.

"Ahhh!!!hhh

There was an elongated exclamation in the sky, only to see Mirak, who was still inertia, drawing an arc and falling from mid-air.

Coincidentally, she fell right on the ground, where the Giant King, who had just slept after the Great War and didn't go to Cold Harbor.

Yum caught a glimpse of a figure falling from the sky, reaching out to catch the other.

But the nervous Milak didn't pay attention, but instead roared unrelieved to use it as a cushion for the landing.

Feeling the impact, Yum's face changed, and he picked up the giant tower shield on the side and slapped it.

As a result, Milak, who was about to land, only had time to protect his face, and then turned into an arc again and flew upside down into the portal at a faster speed.