"It's not that dragons can't be purified, it's that the mentor who can purify dragons hasn't yet!"

Webber held his sword lazily, the tip of the sword scraping on the ground, outlining an arc mark, and the burning golden flame danced in the arc mark. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Beating, rendering Webb's back.

White-haired and white-clothed, facing the back of the dragon.

“……”

Zabida's eyes were like eagles, staring directly at Webb's back.

He went to great lengths for Azan, and traveled the world only to find a way to purify and save him.

But he had no clue.

Like Weber, a mentor who 'not that dragons can't be purified, but who can purify dragons', doesn't have an arrogant declaration that he wants to face with a sneer.

However, looking at Weber's back, there is a rebellious back in the laziness.

Suddenly, he thought, perhaps, that Weber was right.

It's not that the dragon can't be purified, but that the person who can purify the dragon hasn't come out yet.

So, you are the one who can purify the dragon in your mouth?

"So, do you think you can purify the dragon?" Zabida shouted at Webb's back.

There was no reply, just Webber slowly raised the holy sword, and then pointed the holy sword at the dragon.

proved his attitude, and his wordless actions could only make Zabida silent, speechless.

"Webb, that's too risky."

Leila looked at Webb anxiously.

She understood the truth of what Webb said.

Indeed, as long as it is a condensation of filth, as long as it is by demons, it can be purified, and demons are no exception.

So Weber's words are correct.

It's just that......

Different from the previous encounter of Weber, the demon condensed from filth, or the Celestial Clan became a demon.

Humans have become demons, and the celestials have become dragons.

To purify them is to receive their filth.

Bear the fruits of their karma, and suffer in endless grievances.

That's why, Leila says that becoming a mentor is a lonely battle.

"Leila, have you ever told me to travel the world and then confront the Lord of Calamity with your own answers?"

The dragon roared, the bloody mouth of the dragon's teeth opened, and the hot dragon's breath condensed before spurting.

Webb slashed with his sword and annihilated.

"Because of responsibility, because I drew the holy sword, because I am a mentor."

"Three 'becauses', don't you understand my determination?"

The dragon's breath was extinguished by Webber, who roared furiously and stepped forward, and then swept across the thick dragon's tail, and Webber dodged it, and then rolled in the air, drawing a wide hole in the dragon's body with the sharpness and purifying power of the blue-gold holy sword.

However, for the huge body of the dragon, this area condenses a huge amount of filth.

This big mouth is just a drop in the bucket, and it will be restored immediately.

This made Webber, who had fallen behind the dragon, frown slightly.

"But ......"

Laila was about to say something, her expression was anxious.

Joan of Arc interrupted her next words and pulled her to shake her head slightly.

"Responsibility is such a thing as a very important thing for men."

When Leila looked at Joan of Arc in confusion, even Alyssa said softly beside her.

Liability.

A man, no, a boy.

If you want to be a man, you have to take responsibility.

Leila was stunned.

Finally understood why Joan of Arc, who was so strong that even she felt unfathomable, would be so obedient to Weber, obediently blessing him every battle behind him.

I finally understood why Webb was so frivolous about her questions that day, in the ruins.

Because, for him, the word responsibility is carried out in everything.

"I see......," Leila looked down and smiled wryly. It turns out that I am the one who has been unable to see through. ”

Because of the accident of the previous mentor, the first thing she thought about to her current mentor: Webb was his safety.

So she always didn't understand Webb's actions.

"In that case...... Weber! Layla shouted, and then turned into a streamer and entered Webb's body.

At this time, the dragon also turned around, and the hideous dragon head faced Webb.

"Fayes Mema."

Red mang, skyrocketing!

The dragon hisses, spreads its wings, and pounds.

The swollen red flame dissipated, and Webb in a white trench coat and white greatsword;

"Boom!"

The greatsword slashed to the ground, swiping in a semicircle on the ground as Webb turned.

Then, the giant sword that slashed through the semicircle, and the manic flames erupted from the sword, swinging along Webb's swing;

The surging engulfed the onrushing dragon.

"Roar, roar."

The dragon that was engulfed in flames directly lost its previous hideousness.

Roar in the flames, struggle in the flames, moan in the flames.

The power of purification, in purifying it.

Or rather----

The power of purification, using fire as a medium, quickly and ferociously turned the filth on the dragon's body towards Weber.

“――――――”

Webb bowed his head.

Because of the unpleasant and hideous face, he didn't want Joan of Arc to see it.

Loss of grace.

"Deceitful ......"

Still, because of Edna's position, she still saw it.

So, she was shocked.

The umbrellas all fell to the ground, and it was too late to care.

"Actually, it's really purifying the dragon......"

"......" Zabida looked at it for a moment, and then suddenly frowned.

"Hey, Leila, can you hear me?"

Lyra's voice of some concern rang out from Webber's body: "Hmm......"

"Tell me what would happen if the Mentor didn't bear the dragon's filth."

“……”

Faced with Zabida's question, Leila was silent.

"Tell me!"

Zabida gritted his teeth and pointed his gun at the dragon.

"I'm fed up with it, he's going to die if he doesn't take it, right?! Why! Azan, you bastard! Why is it demonized! You bastard, don't you know how many people you're endangering right now?! ”

Zabida was in a violent mood.

"Guys like you, guys like you......"

Pressing down on his fingers to grab the board, he was about to pull the trigger on the dragon.

Pull it, this armed gun that can 'kill' the devil, the gun trigger.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of Zabida's eyes, and a graceful figure appeared in front of him with long golden hair.

It was the Celestial who followed Weber. As soon as this sentence appeared in Zabida's head, he found that this Celestial Clan had drawn his sword.

The cross-shaped sword was pulled out of its sheath, and she pressed the spine against his spear.

Pressing down, Zabida found that with the strength of his arm, he could not resist the strength of this woman.

"How could it be......" his eyes widened, muttering incredulity.

Celestials, physical strength is not very good.

They are better at unleashing the Celestial Sound than hand-to-hand combat.

However, Zabida is an outlier among the Celestials.

His physical strength was above that of ordinary Celestials.

It's just that now in front of this woman with thin arms, he is proud of his arm strength......

And then the eggs.

"Mr. Zabida." The woman spoke, her voice soft, with the power of a calm heart that made people irritable.

At the same time, her holy momentum makes people unable to move any anger.

"Since the mentor has chosen to take it, let him go. Whether he lives or dies is his choice, his choice as a man. Joan of Arc's pupils were soft in color, just as she was imposing, and Zabida, who was watching with Joan of Arc, put down the gun called 'Siegfried'.

Unable to move.

There is no killing intent at all.

This woman ......

Where is sacred!

Zabida's heart seemed to be in turmoil.

He had never seen it before, but with his momentum and a look, he didn't look like a fighting man at all.

"Just watch quietly." Joan of Arc saw Zabida put down Siegfried, and put away her crosssword.

She rolled her eyes, her blue-purple pupils softly looking at Webb, who had endured the boundless filth.

In the pupils, a faint tenderness flashed.

"He can definitely do it."

"Because his heart is as solid as a rock."

"Come on, Webb, you'll be able to!"

Alyssa stuck the gun in front of her, holding it in both hands and praying with her eyes closed.

Webber, who was trusted by the two women, lowered his head at the moment and let out a wounded beast-like roar from his throat.

Dragons, never purified by their mentors, not without reason.

That huge amount of filth is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Even if it's a mentor, it's the same.

Merely......

Along the way, experienced the brutal Holy Grail War, claiming the crown of sin of the king.

His heart is like a rock, indestructible!

"Uhh!!!h Webb let out an earth-shattering roar.

Directly overshadowed the dragon's roar.

It's nothing more than filth.

Just filth.

Filth!

What fear do I have to bear alone!

……

"So, because of me, so much is going on?"

At night, the sky is cloudless, and the starry sky is bright.

There is no filth on the Thunder Cliff Peak, the peaks.

A white-haired young man touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and across from him were four women and a man with not very good expressions.

Oh yes, behind four women and a man, on the ground, there was still a man lying there.

"Brother! Why did you become a demon! ”

Edna glared at Azan disapprovingly.

There seems to be a mist condensing in the pupils.

"You know to find a way to restore you, I'm ......," Edna cried as she spoke.

She and Aizan, although they are not brothers and sisters, but emotionally, they are better than brothers and sisters.

"I think Izan you'll have to give an explanation." Laila didn't have a smile on her face this time, and she looked at Aizan with only unhappiness in her eyes.

"Indeed, why did you become a dragon?" Zabida also asked.

"......" hit soy sauce No. 1: Joan of Arc.

"......" hit soy sauce No. 2: Alyssa.

"Ahh was set on fire by three people, and Edna, who had the best relationship with him, cried absurdly, and Azan said that he was panicking.

To be reasonable, he doesn't know why he became a demon!

It's just that when he went down the mountain, he suddenly felt that he had come to a filthy place, and then he lost consciousness!

As soon as you wake up......

And you gathered around me and asked me how I had become a dragon.

How do I know! I'm desperate!

……

The bonfire burned, and the wood made a 'fluttering' sound because of the flames.

And of the six people gathered around the campfire--

"So, you suddenly became a dragon? No warning at all? Zabida frowned, one arm on his knee, and then his hand on his face, thoughtful.

"Yes." Azan nodded. His expression was a little serious: "I don't know what's going on, but I feel that the filth down the mountain is suddenly so heavy, and then after I walked down the mountain, I lost consciousness." ”

"As soon as I woke up, you all around me and said that I had become a dragon...... He asked me why I became a dragon, but I really didn't know anything. ”

"Will people still be inexplicably demonized?"

Alyssa tilted her head when she heard Ezan's words, and asked Joan of Arc in a low voice.

Joan of Arc shook her head slightly: "I don't understand either, let's leave these things to Leila and them to ask, it's useless for the two of us to be involved in this kind of unfamiliarity." ”

"Okay......"

When Alyssa said 'okay', Lyra, who was defined by Joan of Arc as an expert, finally spoke.

"Can you tell me more about the filth down the mountain? How thick is it? Did you see any strange sights? And as soon as she opened her mouth, there were three questions.

Aizan thought about it carefully, and then said, "If you say that, there is not much filth under the mountain, but it is very thick, as if it is ...... After compressing the huge amount of filth, there is ......"

"Is there a yellow tornado?!" Lyra suddenly interrupted Azan's words and asked hurriedly.

"A yellow tornado?" Azan was stunned, "Sometimes there is, but that tornado suddenly appeared and disappeared the day before I went down the mountain, and it was completely short-lived, so I didn't care." ”

"Short-lived......" Leila smiled wryly.

"If that happens, I can probably see why you suddenly turned into a dragon."

Although she stopped crying, Edna, who had been silent, asked, "Why?" ”

"yes, yes, why?"

Not only Edna, but even Zabida, Azan, and Joan of Arc and Alyssa, who were playing soy sauce, all looked at Leila curiously.

"The Manifest Lord of Calamity." Leila was word-by-word.

Zabida and Aizan gasped.

"It turned out to be him...... Aizan lowered his head helplessly: "If it's him, then there's nothing I can do if I get hit." ”

Zabida nodded in agreement.

"Is the manifest Lord of calamity the source of the filth mentioned in the Celestial Relic?" Alyssa asked Joan of Arc quietly.

Joan of Arc nodded.

"But, Aizan, you can still change back because of the merit of your mentor." Zabida said, looking at Webb, who was lying on the ground behind him.

Oh yes, it's not lying on the ground, there's a layer of cloth on the ground.

"yes, thank you so much." Azan touched the back of his head.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Lyra's face changed with a solemn expression, and she looked at Aizan with a smile.

This speed of changing faces is about the same as changing faces.

Azan shuddered at the sight of Lyra's smile, and then barely pulled out a smile.

"And what do you want...... This? ”

Suddenly, I don't know why Edna shuddered.

She always feels that something bad will happen to her.