I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"Burst!"

Flames erupted instantly, and Sylvia had no choice but to pilot Lancelot to take cover.

Although she was a little stunned by the sudden attack of several flames, Sylvia reacted quickly and flicked the reins, and a magic circle appeared around Lancelot once again.

The wind blades shattered several magic orbs, and Gil spread his wings, choosing to take the initiative!

Chapter 124 If you don't want to be punished, then work your butt off!

"Boom!"

The terrifying sound of bombing once again echoed above the golden space.

Lancelot was also unable to withstand the raging storm and was almost overturned in one fell swoop!

“Ugh—” Sylvia gripped the reins tightly, trying to maintain her balance and prevent the coin from slipping from her hand.

The reddish-brown figure reappeared above the Holy Dragon, followed by countless blazing fireballs above Sylvia.

Amidst the sound effect of "Phoenix Finish!", countless meteor showers rained down from the sky!

Lancelot and Sylvia were instantly struck by the rain of fire and then fell from the sky.

“Aaaaaaaa——!”

Sylvia almost instinctively tightened her grip on Lancelot's reins, but the coin—the gold coin called the Foam Chain that she had taken from Fariagni—flew out of her hand.

Then, Sylvia remained frozen in mid-air, her face still contorted in terror.

Jill gave the foam chains to Sylvia so that she could move within the sealed area, where no one except those possessing "mystery" could move.

The humans in this world possess absolutely no magical power.

Sylvia was able to move within the sealed-off area only by carrying the foam chain, and after losing the foam chain, she was undoubtedly "suspended" just like those who didn't have the "mystery" before her.

Seeing this, Jill helplessly grabbed Sylvia and brought her back to the ground.

He raised his hand, and the things within the seal were repaired with magic. Then he snapped his fingers, releasing the seal.

"Ah—! What am I doing..."

“You’ve been too lax in your training.” Jill picked up a rope without any mercy. “I told you, if this coin slips from your hand, Arthur will tie you up and make you fly around this Seventh Dragon House a hundred times.”

"Huh?" Sylvia panicked a little.

"Let me make this clear first: in my hands, I don't care whether you're a princess or a prince. If you're going to study under me, you'd better be prepared."

Although the other person's face was covered by the mask, Sylvia could sense that the other person was smiling.

“Arthur, come on, show her your speed first.” Jill gestured for Arthur to fly a lap.

"Woo woo." Arthur nodded his big head, then slowly flew up.

Then, Arthur flapped his wings and shot off with a whoosh.

In about eight seconds, Arthur flew back and stopped again.

Sylvia's face turned pale instantly.

Although I haven't experienced it myself, the speed is truly terrifying. Imagine sitting on it and spinning around a hundred times...

"Well, after all, I plan to teach this move to Lancelot as well, but if you can't adapt to this speed, it'll all be for nothing..."

Jill tugged at the rope with both hands, but forgetting her own limitations, the rope snapped in two...

Jill: "..."

Sylvia let out a soft sigh of relief, then turned around and instantly bristled.

Because Jill had just taken a thicker rope from her Gate of Babylon.

The previous rope was only about the thickness of two fingers put together, but this rope is twice as thick!

“Sylvia, this is for your own good.” Jill swung the rope and stepped forward.

“This rope is just in case you get thrown off.” Jill glanced at Arthur, who nodded humanely, and then Jill took another step forward.

“I…I…” Sylvia’s teeth started chattering.

"I suddenly remembered... I have something to do..."

"Wow, wow, this is something many people would kill for, and you actually backed out at the last minute..." Jill grinned. "Arthur, give us a hundred more laps."

"Are you a devil!?"

"Arthur, you are permitted to use wind magic to accelerate again."

"Help ah ah ah ah ah!"

Sylvia turned and ran without hesitation, but the rope behind her immediately wrapped around her and dragged her back.

"So, if you don't want to be punished, you should work your ass off, okay?"

Jill's smile looked like a demon to Sylvia.

"Don't come over here—!"

A mournful cry echoed from the seventh dragon house of the Ansar Riding Dragon Academy.

……

At this very moment, on the Sylvanas, Veronica once again saw Kevin, who was doing nothing.

"Why did you come up again?" Veronica knew that her teacher was very powerful. After all, Kevin had fought his way out of the Imperial Army all by himself. This was what the Knight King of Loreamon had told her.

His usually unreliable father, however, spoke with a very serious expression when talking about the person in front of him, saying, "If I could, I would never want to stand on the opposite side of him in my entire life."

At the time, young Veronica didn't quite understand the sentence, but that didn't stop her from knowing that Kevin was very strong.

It's no exaggeration to say that Kevin taught Veronica at least 70% of her skills.

But Veronica preferred the atmosphere she spent with Kevin.

Kevin didn't treat Veronica as a princess, nor did he treat another student at the time, Julius, as a prince. He was more like a father figure than the King of Knights.

Veronica's words made Kevin smile slightly. "It's just that Jill is training Sylvia, so I can't interfere. I just came to visit you for a bit—and to tell you a few things."

"Is there anything you can tell me in person?" Veronica gave Kevin a strange look.

“For example, this.” Kevin pulled out a huge box that looked like a coffin from somewhere.

"What is this?" Veronica looked at the heavy, pitch-black box in front of her with a strange expression.

Kevin smiled, "This thing..."

He slapped the box so hard it shattered, revealing its contents.

Its entire body was jet black, with eerie red veins spreading across its massive blade and hilt, radiating a blood-like sheen that made the sword appear almost alive. Within those crimson veins, tiny wisps of blood-like light flowed like water.

That was the device Kevin took (stole) from Mikawus; it was the device that could control the Corpse Dragon.

“This is a device that can control the Corpse Dragon, which was stolen from some guy in some empire.” Kevin clicked his tongue. “The other party should have another one like this.”

Chapter 125 You're nothing special after all.

"The sword itself seems to be made of precious metallic minerals, but those red veins..."

After hearing Kevin's words, Veronica also began to look at the greatsword seriously, and then a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

“They’re all made of Dragon Crystal, aren’t they?” Kevin flicked the sword. “I’m sorry, but I did a quick appraisal of this sword before I got my hands on it.”

This weapon, crafted using "magical engineering," can resurrect dead dragons as corpse ash dragons...

Thinking of this, Veronica's eyes turned fierce.

“As for using Dragon Crystal to create the red circuit—I’m not surprised at all.” Kevin reached out and gently stroked the greatsword. “After all, in this world, besides some magic ores, the only other thing that can form such a magic circuit is Dragon Crystal.”

"Thank you, teacher—leave the rest of the work to my people."

Veronica bowed deeply to Kevin and said.

"Okay, good luck—by the way, I have a question for you." Kevin looked at Veronica, "Could you arrange an opponent for me?"

Veronica's eyes widened in surprise, clearly astonished by Kevin's decision.

Kevin just smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of opponent I'll be assigned."

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Screams echoed over the Seventh Dragon House.

Jill silently counted the number of laps Arthur had made.

It's only been a little over four minutes, there's still plenty of time...

Arthur flew around the seventh dragon's house in about eight seconds.

Even if Arthur flew at full speed, it would take him about thirteen minutes to complete one hundred laps.

Considering his stamina depletion, it would take Arthur about fifteen to sixteen minutes to fly the entire distance.

So Jill waited patiently, since he still had plenty of time.

"But is a girl's lung capacity really that amazing? She's been screaming for over four minutes and shows no sign of stopping..."

Jill pulled the two bottles off her waist, shook them slightly, and smacked her lips.

“I just didn’t expect that Gil would be the Crimson Dragon Emperor,” Cosette said, sitting down next to Gil at some point.

Jill glanced at her. "Surprised?"

"No, that won't happen. After all, your strength speaks for itself—"

"I hope you'll keep this a secret for me." Jill shook the bottle in her hand, then put it away and took out two other bottles.

“After all, I’m someone who hates trouble.” Jill shook the full bottles, one black and one white, in her hand. “So, I’d really appreciate it if you could do me this favor.”

“Since it’s your wish, then I won’t tell anyone as long as no one asks,” Cosette said with a smile.

"Hmph... take it as a warning anyway. Oh, by the way, how long has Arthur been flying?" Jill raised an eyebrow, ignoring the preface to Cosette's earlier statement, and said.

"Only fifty-odd laps."