Ancient Dragon in Arknights

"The same goes for the City-Breaking Spear... its tail has surpassed that of most weapons."

"It seems the only option is to dodge this attack; the weapon is difficult to withstand."

"A thicker wall should be able to stop him, right? He shouldn't be able to cut through the whole wall at the same time, should he?"

"There's no way to dodge it... Did you guys even see his slash? Only a high-speed camera would offer any hope."

"..."

As expected, Nesario once again reached the top—everyone will avoid his strikes, for they will be a shadow hanging over everyone's hearts.

"Ugh! Nana! Repairing siege spears is such a hassle! How are you going to compensate me?!"

"It really is... my sword was also cut in half."

"It's best that you're not injured... How are you, Nesario? Chen's strike earlier was no easy feat."

The four who were just arguing with each other immediately became the best of friends again. Neltharion's power once again refreshed the three's understanding. Although less than a month had passed, they had put in a lot of effort in that month, all for the purpose of defeating the Black Dragon Demon King.

As it turns out, dragons are the most unreasonable creatures—they eat and sleep a lot every day, and as a result, they increase their strength while sleeping.

"I'm alright. Chen was careful to avoid vital points, so even if I was hit, it was probably just a superficial wound."

Nesario was quite satisfied with today's results—he didn't really spend his days eating and sleeping.

In his dream, he persevered in his training, and today is the best result—the Hunter's Dual Blades technique taught by his Palico has been used by Neltharion in the real training hall many times and is now fully usable in actual combat.

His preferred weapon is still the katana, but as for why he doesn't use it... please, that big, long katana is totally not a weapon for fighting people! Most of a hunter's skills are used to deal with monsters, let alone those heavy weapons.

Only dual swords—the length of a single-handed sword is suitable for dealing with humans, and its swift and precise attacks are the epitome of martial arts.

Nesario decided that from now on he would use dual swords to deal with humanoid creatures, as the dual swords were quite similar to his claws—the skills were interchangeable, reducing the burden of practice.

"Today's exercise is now over. I believe you have all learned something. Next Monday is your birthday, so take a break and remember to balance work and rest. get out of class dismissed!"

"Yes, sir!"

After class, the four-person group did not act together for the first time in a long time, because the three girls needed to go to the engineering department to repair weapons.

Logically, Nesario should have gone along, but he wasn't in the mood this time.

'As expected... it's not the complete form; it's still lacking.'

When Nesario returned to his dormitory, Fisher was still not back, so he was sitting casually in the living room examining his tail—which had developed a crack.

That was caused by Chen drawing his sword. That was the Crimson Sky Sword Technique, one of the top martial arts of the Great Yan Dynasty. Even a tiny bit of it was no ordinary weapon.

Neltharion's tail is made of a mixture of iron and scorching alloy. Although it has been tempered by dragon blood, it is not a peerless divine weapon.

The knife in Chen's hand was of good quality, and the strange iron material was no problem for it. Under her all-out attack, even Nesario's tail developed a crack.

'The repair is very simple; you can do it overnight. But the potential problems it brings are not trivial.'

Nesario tried to imagine—one day, he and a certain swordsman clashed, and the opponent used his peerless divine weapon to cut off his tail.

"Then wouldn't I become a monster to be hunted!?"

A guy who mixed Odogaron and Glavenus slammed his fist on the table and stood up—he was a hunter, how could he let someone else cut off his tail?

You have a letter from Trimont, Colombia.

A message notification from the Messenger of Nations flashed on my personal terminal—it was a reply from my older sister!

Nesario quickly left the campus and ran towards the Sadion district...

That night, Nesario managed to return before the gatekeeper closed the door.

After returning to his dormitory and saying hello to Fisher, he couldn't wait to go back to his room.

"Why is there such a big box? And it's quite heavy too?"

What did Saria send to Nesario? Could it be some local specialty? A month ago, when school started, Nesario sent Saria Victorian coffee beans. Is her return gift only arriving now? That can't be; the messenger from all nations wouldn't be that inefficient.

Moreover, Nesario later sent an email inquiring about ore and high-energy fuel.

Wait—could this be...?

Chapter 54 New Materials

As the package was opened, its contents were fully revealed to Nesario.

A letter and a package packed in special containers.

The envelope bore the codes for Londinium and Trimont, along with numerous procedural numbers related to the Universal Messenger.

Remove the sealing wax and pull out the letter paper—judging from the material, it appears to be report paper from the University of Trimont.

Regarding your question, I've searched through most of the materials and papers, and for high-energy materials, I still recommend Originium—it remains an insurmountable obstacle in energy science. However, since you can't use Originium Arts, you can't use Originium. Ultimately... only charcoal is suitable. The decision is yours.

"As for strong metals that can conduct high temperatures, I do have a recommendation. These are materials from our lab; you can give them a try."

Many more inquiries followed, all about how Nesario was doing in Lentinium, and Seria was surprisingly humane in her concern for her brother.

After reading through all the contents, Nesario tossed the letter aside and opened the package in front of him with great anticipation. Underneath the package was a metal box, and judging from the feel of it, the metal used in the box seemed to be of a higher grade than iron.

"This is...?"

The box contained many broken pieces of metal, resembling a scattered flower, countless bent metal fragments twisted into a steel lotus. If pieced together, it would probably be a truly magnificent material.

'D32 steel is currently a top-tier metal in materials science. It is relatively light, incredibly hard and difficult to penetrate, and possesses extremely strong Originium Arts conductivity.'

"What kind of cutting-edge technology is this?!"

Nesario picked up a piece of D32 steel and gently ran it across his tail—the steel tail, which had been so impressive in the exercise, was now marked with a noticeable scratch.

"It's so great to have an all-powerful older sister!"

Nesario nearly jumped up; the hidden danger that had worried him vanished—since Saria said this metal was currently top-tier in materials science, it couldn't be a lie. From now on, whoever dared to challenge him—he'd slice them in half with his tail!

"Wait... how am I supposed to eat this?"

Nesario's joy was short-lived, as he suddenly realized the enormous problem he had faced: he had lied to Saria, claiming he was building a weapon that required extremely strong metals and high-energy materials to power it.

Neltharion was already extremely pleased that Saria had brought the broken pieces of D32 steel, since she hadn't added anything extra to recast it. Recasting D32 steel must have been incredibly difficult... Could he even handle it?

Nesario casually picked up a piece, and upon gesturing, he discovered that each piece of D32 steel was just the right size to eat, though the sharp edges posed a risk of scratching his esophagus.

"Let's work things out with each other, at least we can't end up puncturing each other's stomachs."

Nesario got right to work. He rubbed the D32 steel together to grind off all the sharp spikes, then swallowed them all with cream—a trick he'd learned from several days of mineral feasts, finding that minerals were better eaten with other easily swallowed foods.

"I hope that when I wake up tomorrow, the tail will be fully upgraded."

......

The weekend arrived, and since there were no classes or holidays on Monday, everyone was especially relaxed. Even the most hardcore trainers took a break and started enjoying life. A few local Londinim princes and princesses even took leave to go home.

But Nesario, being a very busy man, didn't have that kind of time.

The day he and Vina had agreed upon had arrived—the Glasgow gang, having tolerated the Canine Tooth gang's misdeeds for quite some time, was about to retaliate!

Early in the morning, Nesario arrived at the Glasgow gang's boxing gym.

He came alone, and having a Palico companion is actually a great help in this kind of mission—but because of the previous spy incident, the appearances of the two Palicoes have been exposed, although the Palico companion and Nesarion were not observed because of the sneak attack.

However, the only difference between the Palicoes is their fur color (this was strongly pointed out by the Palicoes themselves, as their appearances also vary, with some being handsome and others ugly!), so Nesario dared not let his Palicoes show themselves in public.

Although he planned to infiltrate the nobleman's mansion, it did not mean that he wanted to confront the nobleman head-on.

"did you have breakfast?"

Vina looked at Nesario, who had arrived earlier, and asked a rather casual question.

"I've already eaten, a bacon sandwich."

Of course, because Nesario expended a lot of energy, he showed off 15 sandwiches that would have filled a Filin lady up with just one.

Money is indeed a necessity, otherwise Nesario would have gone bankrupt just from eating.

"Should we take action during the day? If we make too much noise, it might attract the cops."

Nesario was slightly worried. He was currently in an official position as a student, and if he really did something wrong, it would be very troublesome.

If he is forced to drop out of school, then he will really have no choice but to go back to Columbia and stay with his sister.

"Don't worry, the other side doesn't want to wait any longer either. We all need to settle things once and for all."

"So... a head-on one-on-one fight?"

"almost."

"..."

It all looks like a conspiracy. Do gangsters really uphold morality and have a fair one-on-one fight? Nesario expressed his doubts.

"Of course, to prevent them from playing tricks, I've already sent Morgan and Indra to gather intelligence."

Ha, we can tentatively believe the former—Indra went to gather intelligence? Let's hope he doesn't mess this up.

Anyway, Neltharion is just an outside helper, so he won't be responsible for the complicated and trivial matters. His mission today is to carry out a decapitation strike—if a powerful figure appears on the other side, Neltharion's goal is to eliminate him.

"Boss! We're back!"

The door to the backstage area of ​​the boxing gym opened again, and Morgan and Indra entered one after the other. When Morgan saw Nesario there, he simply shrugged, but Indra whistled at Nesario.

In their eyes, Nesario was a typical rich young master—as for why he approached Vina, it was probably because of Vina's status.

Opportunists are prone to betrayal and are not trustworthy.

These are the views of the two founders of the Glasgow Gang. As for the current chairperson, Vina Nesario, she is very useful and can engage in rational communication. Appropriate cooperation would be beneficial to the Glasgow Gang.

Chapter Fifty-Five: Before the Fierce Battle

"How's it going?"

"The Dogtooth Gang really all headed towards the factory area of ​​58th Street, and all the residents there fled."

Morgan reported while chewing gum. She couldn't investigate in depth, only taking a look around the perimeter, but she was at least certain that the people who came were all from the Fang Gang, and she didn't see any other forces getting involved.

"If we don't take the initiative, will the enemy just rush into our territory in one fell swoop? What about their numbers and equipment?"

"That's... a pretty big difference. We have about fifty men available right now, but they have about 200. Some of them are wearing combat uniforms and carrying weapons—and many of them are riding motorcycles."

Damn it—even Vina was finding it difficult to cope with such a large disparity in numbers.