Chapter Eighty-One: The Dragon on the Shore

When Victor regained consciousness, his mouth was full of sand and his armor was soaked with seawater.

His whole body ached, and his nerves were disrupted by the lightning of the dragon-slaying dragon. His head hurts, and his ears have a hard time discerning sound from the newfound tinnitus.

【Last Question】Activate! You survived with only 1 health, but thanks to the powerful [Hallucination] effect, your body looks like you're dead!

[Troll Reply] Activated!

You've got [Reply] status! [Master Shield] activated!

That person did not mess up.

And what about Van Kkel? His own [Darwinism] skill protects him from [Dragon Slayer] additional damage, but the dragon must suffer it head-on. If sheer force could knock Victor to the ground — and he could have killed him with a single shot if it hadn't been for The Last Question — he couldn't imagine what the dragon would have endured.

Whatever signal was received from his body, he was lying face down on the beach, lapped by the waves and rain; His scythe was within reach, but his legs were buried in the ground. He had to get up and find his friends......

"Is he dead?" A female voice asked.

They're here. Right next to him.

Victor lay quietly, showing no signs of survival.

Skill check successful!

"I think so," replied the other woman, her voice cold and somewhat Swedish accented.

Yes!

"Is the corpse still hot?"

…… No.

No, no, no!

"Why? His Majesty Votan said that it was forbidden to desecrate the dead. ”

"But in our time, we've never been happy!"

The charm test is successful! [Horror) negative!

"Stop talking nonsense, my Valkyrie." King Wotan's thunderous voice rumbled down from above, and lightning crackled in the air. The man was clearly impatient. "Did you find Nate Bane's body?"

"No, Your Majesty!" Victor managed to move his head, just in time to glance at the attacker. As expected, two heavily armed Valkyries stood beside him, ready to impale him at any moment. His vision is so blurry that he can't even activate [Monster Insight].

"It must have been the currents that swept him north into the sea," Captain Wotan mused above. "Valkyrie, collect! The hunt won't continue until I tie the dragon's skull to my horse!"

The two women muttered under their breath that they were overworked, and then used their wings to blow sand into Victor's helmet. He heard them fly away, the sound of thunder, wind, and lightning getting weaker and weaker.

Victor waited for a long time until the thunder turned into a distant sound, and his wound healed enough for him to move his leg out of the sand.

You've recovered half of your HP!

The Chancellor stood up and observed his surroundings.

Outwardly, he was stranded on a small island of sand and rocks, barely able to sustain the growth of a few palm trees, and then the storm turned them into torches. A drizzle of rain poured down on him, washing the sand away from his armor.

Hundreds of electrified fish lie on the beach, victims of the apocalypse; Unfortunately, Victor noticed that there were several dwarven crews among them. Unlike him, they are not playing dead.

Thankfully, he also noticed the [Black Grail] he left on the shore, so he might pick them up, but damn it...... The remnants of one of the flanks of the piggy bank are proof of the unstoppable savagery of this offensive.

On the distant horizon, Victor could see violent thunderclouds moving towards the sea. Wherever he went, the storm followed him as he relentlessly searched for Varker. They have moved far away, but Victor cannot guarantee that they will not return.

He had to find Winkel as soon as possible.

Where the hell is he? The precursor thought it was the electricity that dragged him away, but [Master Shield] needed to be close to activate. Victor immediately guessed what was happening and cast a spell on the shore. “[Naglfa

] !”

Hundreds of pale, corpse-like hands appeared on the sand and began to dig in the sand. After a few minutes, Winkel's horns began to pee, and the dragon was buried under his nose.

"Check! We were attacked!" Victor tried to contact her via [Stealing Skeleton], but did not receive the sound quality. "The Study of Vermilion."

We're sorry. This mortal is not available right now. Please leave a message, or try again once remote calls, teleportation, and communications are no longer affected by field effects.

What kind of field?

Field: [Devil's Triangle].

Also known as the Bermuda Triangle.

That's great. That's it! At least he knew he was in the northern part of the Dagger Coast, but if the legends about this place were true in Outmund...... Come to think of it, Wotan must have deliberately ambushed them here, in a place where they couldn't reach their allies.

He and Winkel can always fly back to the south, escape the Triangle, rejoin civilization, and bring back reinforcements. He needs to collect all the surviving supplies, free the dragon, wake up the dead if possible, and get out of here before the precursor returns for the second round.

Await.

There was something else on the plane, something he cherished.

"No!" Victor panicked and flew to the island to look for her, only to return empty-handed. "No, no, no!" Marinette!"

His bazooka!

She was on the plane when Wotan shot it down! These bastards drowned out his bazooka! His loyal weapon, with which he has threatened dozens of people, killed vampires, and partyed with so many!

"Murderer!" Victor collapsed on the sand, patting his hands on the sand. "She's too young!" Too young!"

The Chancellor cursed, his eyes looking at the boundless, unforgiving ocean, where his beloved weapon would be moored forever. Burial at sea.

This system had never registered their names before, probably because they had no soul. Why this "Wota."

The "King" will appear on his screen and in notifications? Maybe it's because it's not real, but another creature pretending? How could he be strong enough to destroy Vai with a single attack

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Even if it's optimized to damage dragons?

Unless...... Probably......

Intelligence check successful!

A terrifying possibility formed in the Prime Minister's mind, and a shiver shivered down his spine. This is a very strange idea, unless he analyzes Wota with Monster Insights

, otherwise he would not have been able to confirm the idea. But if that's correct, then the Gollum troubles are just beginning.

A new event interrupted his train of thought. Victor slowly narrowed his eyes and noticed a figure on the surface of the sea. He was worried about the Valkyrie for a while, only to realize later that it wasn't the case.

A ship.

A big ship is getting closer! Its crew even sent a small boat, piloted by two people, to rescue Victor. They must have seen smoke from a burning palm tree and mistaken it for a distress signal.

The vizier, in order not to disturb the newcomers, temporarily canceled his [Nagel Method], and Winkel dug up enough to look like a whale buried in the sand. In his experience, it's better to gradually introduce newcomers to the dragon mindset than to overwhelm them with worrying information. Despite this, he grabbed his scythe in case his savior was unfriendly.

The boat soon reached the beach, and Victor was able to see the passengers on board. The first is a bird, a humanoid parrot with showy emerald feathers and a round hat, and the second is a one-eyed orc. Both men wore sabers and muskets on their belts.

"Alright, alright, alright, look at this mess," said the parrot, climbing down from the boat, followed by his fellow orcs. His gaze fell on the wreckage of the piggy bank's wing. "What kind of shipwreck is this?"

"Hello." When they noticed Victor, he welcomed them. "It was nice to see friendly faces. I'm Victor, Victor Dalton. ”

"Hello, I'm Jea

-Miche

g robbery," Parrot Hide nodded to him playfully. "This is my first mate, Maurice Ranson. Always happy to rescue survivors. If you can go with us, we can introduce you to all things to you sir. ”

"That's great—" Victor paused, understanding that it wasn't subtle. "Oh, wait, I see."

"Good." The orc scavenger added. "Good. Give me your underwear too. ”

"He collects them," his companion added. "You won't wonder why."

"Unfortunately, I had a date with Miss Slut on that island, so I had to say no"

"Oh, look at that," Toritori said in a tone that was more sarcastic than before. "Another member of the 'You're so smart' family. It's so cute. ”

"I think we'll have to introduce him to my cousin, Sarah Slavery, soon." The orc added. "She's mean and never lets go."

"She's paying pretty good, though, especially for a half-ghost, half-beast bastard like you. She may also cut off your tail; I've heard that the devil's tail is a good aphrodisiac. ”

Victor sighed at these stupid liars. "Friends, I am a winged half-dragon, wearing armor made from the souls of usurers, wielding a handful of armor with [i

s -death] function. I got sand in my boots and I was angry. So for your own sake, go for it. Throw away. ”

"Isn't that scary?" Both drew their muskets and aimed them at Victor's head. "You have scythes, we have guns."

"I have a dragon."

The two exchanged glances. "I don't understand the analogy either." The orc confessed to his companions.

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"You will." At this point, Victor said, the coast around them moved on its own.

The two would-be pirates took a few steps back, as Winkel's neck was completely exposed to the sand, and his body was covered in sand. They immediately fired at him with muskets, bullets bouncing off his scales.

"Minions...... Why is it so noisy?" Winkel grumbled, apparently struggling to wake up. He didn't even notice the attack.

"Obviously angry locals," Victor said with a blank face, pointing his scythe at the pirates. "They offered to take us to the mainland in their boat."

"Ah, the new Minions." The dragon narrowed his head at the two liars. The orc got wet and fell on his lap, while the bird was too frightened to fly away. "As far as I know, you are starting your new lifelong job by threatening my chief of staff. Do you have coins with you?"

“… Is it? Bird replied. "Really?"

"Give them to me. Give me all your money. ”

The two would-be snatchers exchanged a look of surprise, then reluctantly tied their wallets to their belts and threw them into the sand. If those two didn't play him first, Victor would almost feel sorry for them. Call it karma.

"There's nothing better than the feeling that my treasure is getting bigger and bigger in the morning," Winkel said, glancing at the big ship nearby. "Is that your boat over there?"

"To the left of the equal sign? The orc cleared his throat. "Yes."

"Give it to me too. I ask to be spoiled. The dragon shook itself and shook the sand off its scales. You see, Manlin Victor, that's how you talk to uneducated strangers. You beg them to give you all their possessions in return, and to extend their short life a little. ”

"And then you give them sweetness and bring them civilization?" Victor replied sarcastically.

"Of course not. Giving back to society is the duty of the little people. Dragons only accept things from the universe. "The dragon scrapes off the sand from the horns." Friend Victor, why does my head feel bare?"

The minister looked up at his master's head, and when he saw a broken crown between the two horns, he winced.

"Minions? What's wrong?"

They all lost something precious today.