Just when the atmosphere on both sides is becoming more and more tense.

Bill, who had been lying unconscious on the deck, also woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, he clenched his fists and quickly looked up in the direction of the old Naga.

"Damn."

During this coma, Bill actually had a sense of hearing.

And after hearing the conversation between old Naga and Ron, the huge mental stimulation made Bill wake up from his coma.

Looking at the two girls who were being held hostage by Naga not far away, Bill's emerald green eyes showed a hint of anger and despair.

"If I'm strong enough, they won't be harmed."

"But, mother, she."

At this moment, Bill is already in a difficult choice.

He's not some kind of apath.

On the contrary, during this journey with Raya and the others, he gradually began to get used to the presence of such a passionate girl around him.

The heart that was originally frozen began to melt gradually in the girl's enthusiastic calls again and again.

"Bill, maybe you should try to change yourself, you are not only torturing yourself if you are decadent like this, but you are destroying your innate magical talent that is rare for human beings in a lifetime."

The voice of Homer Cayo, the president of the Magical Society, echoed in Bill's mind again.

The old man had been persuading the fallen genius for a long time at the banquet, but Bill was silent.

He was scared.

Every time Bill recalls the scenes, the memories of his parents, the dungeon, and the truth come back to him.

Suddenly, a wordless fear once again enveloped the former genius, causing his body to tremble.

The dark and painful experience of the past made him deeply afraid of suffering the same pain again, fearing that the breeding of power would bring misfortune again.

This inner struggle and fear made him afraid to face the future.

Bill's unusual behavior was noticed by no one in the audience except Ron.

And Ron just glanced at him lightly, and then continued to turn back and provoke old Naga:

"Do it, why are you still stunned?"

"Aren't you your companion?"

Old Naga frowned, and things began to go in the direction she least wanted to see.

"It doesn't matter, I just want to see the blood flow."

Ron said nonchalantly, swinging again without hesitation and flying slowly.

Looking at the iridescent dragon slowly approaching, the fierce color in the old Naga's eyes flashed.

"There's no way, I can only kill a superficial attitude first."

In the midst of his thoughts, the two dexterous arms behind the old Naga had turned the blue sharp scimitar and swung it towards Raya's neck.

At the same time, its other two arms were crossed in front of it with knives to prevent the sneak attack of the real dragon on the opposite side.

Ron, however, didn't make any moves.

He even paused and watched in silence as he swung his butcher knife and slashed at the unconscious girl.

"No!"

"Don't!"

Tina's and Bill's pupils shook and they shouted in despair.

However, the old Naga who had made up his mind did not drag any mud and water, and in the blink of an eye, the dark blue blade collided with the girl's weak neck.

Ron was keenly aware that at that moment, the magical elements around Bill's body suddenly rioted.

The irascible elemental slowly turned into an invisible arrow in the void and pointed at Naga.

Soon, however, the elements of the riot were suppressed by a certain will, and the arrows disappeared.

Ron could clearly feel that this will came from Bill himself.

At this time, his body was exuding a mixture of disgust and fear, and the elements that had originally rioted because of him were all disrupted by the unfirmness of his master's will.

"Interesting, what is it that makes a teenager give up his great power, or even disgusted with it?"

At this moment, Ron became more and more interested in the secret behind Bill.

Never underestimate the curiosity of an iridescent dragon, as this could be the beginning of a prosperous era or the source of its destruction.

"Ping!"

With a crisp jingo strike, the scimitar finally made close contact with Raya's neck.

The next second

Tina and a remorseful Bill both stared ahead in amazement.

And the old Naga also stared blankly at the scimitar in his right hand that was broken in two.

When

The severed half-blade fell on the deck, undulating, and then falling heavily with a crisp thud.

The entire ship, only the voice echoed, and everyone was silent.

"Poof!"

The six pale blue arms hung down decadently, and the two people who had been holding it in their arms fell to the ground.

"Huh!"

took advantage of the moment when the old Naga was stunned.

In an instant, an almost blurry golden figure rushed out from Ron's back, rescuing the two people in front of Naga and quickly returning to safety.

Old Naga watched as Tina snatched her hostage in front of her eyes, but she didn't make any moves.

It's not that it can't react, it's that it's not necessary.

Old Naga knew very well that he could not kill the hostages and no longer had any prerequisites for victory.

In that case, why hold on to two innocent human beings?

"Whew, Whew"

Tina gasped for air, holding one in one hand, and brought Raya and Fran to safety before stopping.

It was only then that everyone saw that the golden shadow was actually Tina.

And the pair of white boots that were originally ordinary at her feet finally revealed their inky black body at this moment:

【Artifact: Boots of Hermes】

At this time, Tina's face was pale and sweating profusely, apparently due to the weakness caused by the lack of her own magic power due to forcibly urging the artifact.

However, soon, wisps of protective power enveloped the two of them and a dragon, quickly recovering from their injuries and state.

After receiving Tina's grateful gaze, Ron smiled and nodded, turning back to look at the old Naga:

"Now, get ahead with your performance."

Old Naga looked down at the broken blade and suddenly asked:

"What the hell is this ability? With the strength of my slash just now, even a master-level human wouldn't be spared. ”

"Well, this one."

Ron scratched his chin and said with a smile:

"I don't know if you've heard of it, there is a nine-ring magic called [Invincible Technique]."

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers and compared the slight distance: "I happen to know a little bit of this spell"

"Is that so, it turns out that I didn't have any negotiating weight from the beginning?"

After a moment of silence, the old Naga slowly bent down to pick up the broken blade, ignoring the sharp edge that pierced the skin, and clenched it tightly in his hand.

"Still resisting?"

Ron tilted his head and suddenly made a suggestion that surprised everyone:

"It's rare to meet an interesting guy, why don't you come to be my dependent?"

"Huh?"

Tina stared blankly at Ron.

Isn't it not good to be an enemy one second and recruit the next?

Fortunately, the old Naga shook his head and rejected the seductive suggestion.

It took a deep breath and said with a determined look in its eyes:

"I'm sorry, but my soul and everything I have been sworn to the Queen, and my world can't accommodate a second master."

With that, it raised its six scimitars and rushed in Ron's direction as if it were dead.

"Kill!"

The old Naga danced wildly, its movements as fast and precise as lightning, the tip of the knife drawing flashing arcs in the air, as beautiful and deadly as fireflies.

The sword light swirled around its body until the sword qi that could cut through the air formed a substantial blade storm around its body.

This is the Naga clan's inherited combat skill - [Naga War Dance]!

"Really? It's a pity. ”

Ron shook his head with some regret, and at the same time, a seven-colored rainbow orb suddenly appeared in the dragon's claws, and flew towards Naga violently.

At the moment when the orb and the blade are about to touch.

Old Naga's body, which originally charged in a straight line, twisted his waist 180 degrees violently, and twisted in a posture similar to that of a snake, as if he was folding in half, and narrowly avoided this blow.

The next second.

In Ron's astonished gaze.

Old Naga did not rush to attack the iridescent dragon, but did not hesitate to swing his sword at the clansman lying on the ground, Naga Roar.

"Poof" (end of chapter)