I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"Hey! How can you do this? Didn't we agree on this?"

"It's just a joke, but when it comes to choosing someone, isn't there someone better than me? Nanako will definitely agree, right?"

"No, we won't be able to feel like we're in love if we're too familiar with each other. And if I tell Nanako to be my training partner, she'll definitely fall in love with me. Even though she's been hiding her feelings for me, I'm not someone who can't see through them."

Mitis sighed helplessly.

Ella couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although she had already noticed that Nanako had a crush on Mitis, she had no idea that it was a love between opposite sexes.

"Wouldn't that be better? Since Nanako likes Mitis, Mitis could also try to develop feelings for her?"

After waving her hand, Mitis sat back on the shore as if she was bothered.

"No, I just see Nanako as a reliable junior. I can't have any feelings for her beyond that. Well, everyone knows this. Even if I hide it here, Ella will find out eventually."

As if to whet Ella's appetite, Mitis paused for a moment.

"Nanako was purchased from a brothel. She was standing at the entrance with a group of people about to become slaves, preparing to be handed over. I thought she had the potential to become a warrior, so I bought her and trained her to be my lieutenant. I never expected this would happen. The girl probably felt that I had changed her fate and was very grateful to me. This kind of feelings have developed from this. It can't really be called love."

"Eh... you can't say that. Mitis isn't Nanako, so how can she know if someone likes her? At first, she might be grateful, but as time goes by, won't feelings gradually change?"

The image of Lotte emerged in his mind. He remembered that before leaving the Kingdom of Paris, Lotte once told him that at first she followed him because she was worried that he would abandon her. After they spent more time together, it turned into a liking between friends. Now it has become another kind of feeling. But every time he asked her what kind of feeling it was, Lotte would evade him with various excuses, or simply say that she would tell him after she had traveled around the continent and settled down. So until now, he still didn't know the truth, and he felt very uneasy.

Mitis tilted her head and looked at Ella.

"But isn't Ella also me? I'm pretty confident in my judgment of people, right? Well, let's put all that aside for later. I'll take care of Nanako, so don't worry, Ella. Let's get back to the point—"

"Making the point?"

"It's about lovers, um... where should I start? I didn't expect that the jealousy I used to have would become a hindrance now..."

Mitis couldn't help but worry about what the first thing to do after confirming the relationship was.

Likewise, Ella didn't know either.

“How could I possibly know that?”

"That's right, Ella isn't even that old. Maybe I should ask Lotte or Camisia for help. Iris is fine, but she always gives me a creepy vibe."

With a helpless sigh, Mitis stood up. Although she was wrapped in a bath towel, it was wet and fit perfectly on her well-proportioned torso, giving her a kind of elusive beauty. With the water droplets falling along her hair and legs, and her white skin reflecting the moonlight like porcelain, she gave the illusion that she had walked out of a painting.

Even the best craftsmen couldn't carve such a work, Ella was sure.

Since Ella didn't move, Mitis looked back in confusion.

"What's wrong? Are you leaving?"

"Ah... I see. By the way, can I tell Lotte and the others about this?"

"Of course it's fine. This is Ella's freedom. However, it's best not to let the soldiers know. Otherwise, rumors might spread that might be unfavorable to Ella."

"I see. So, we have to do this in secret. I feel like we're doing something bad."

Following Mitis, Ella stood up.

"Bad things... huh? From another perspective, that's not wrong. After all, I'm a recognized beauty. If those people knew I already had a boyfriend, they'd definitely be heartbroken, right? Ella has ruined countless people's dreams, right? Well, if they really came after me, they'd definitely run away."

In a joking tone, Mitis laughed as she walked towards the changing area.

In response, Ella decided to fight back.

"Well, in that case, I have something to tell Mitis. It's bound to shock you, okay?"

"Oh? What could possibly shock me? At this point, I wouldn't be surprised even if Ella said she wasn't human. I didn't ask about it during dinner, but she was able to fight an ogre on equal terms in her first battle, and even took out a demon wolf. Even if she had a well-thought-out strategy, a level 8 human wouldn't be able to defeat an ogre with her physical fitness alone."

Taking off the bath towel and holding it against her chest, Mitis turned her back to Ella and began to change her clothes nonchalantly.

"It should be a rare species like vampires, right? A God-age doll? A demon? Or a mimic of a humanoid monster? When I checked its body just now, I didn't find any props to disguise its race. I'm really curious about how it hides its race - well, it's not a big deal. Ella is Ella. If it were Gerard, he would probably be furious, but I'm not that sensitive about race. I'm just curious."

"If that's the case, then I'll tell you what I'm saying, okay? Don't be scared, okay?"

"Go ahead, I'm mentally prepared."

"--roar!"

Before Ella could speak, a roar that made people want to cover their ears resounded throughout the wilderness. As for the monster that made this sound, both Mitis and Ella were very familiar with it - there was no doubt that this oppressive voice belonged to a dragon.

"Hey, hey... We're actually encountering a giant dragon at this hour..."

The original relaxed atmosphere was instantly dispelled. Mitis changed her clothes at a speed so fast that people could not see clearly, turned around and threw the bath towel to Ella.

"I'll leave the guards here. Ella, change your clothes and stay put. I'll go command the troops. If I'm not mistaken, that noise must have come from the direction of the army. Perhaps Gerard and the others have already started fighting."

"I want to come too!"

"No, even if Ella is a demon, her physical abilities alone are too dangerous. Don't worry, as long as there aren't more than two dragons, the army can handle it."

"But I'm a demon—"

"That's it. Don't run around."

After hurriedly waving to Ella, Mitis solemnly spread out her demon wings, flapped them quickly, and turned into an arrow and disappeared into the forest.

Feeling very troubled, Ella took out the Fire Arrow from the warehouse, checked the number of dragons in the direction of the army, and then quickly dried herself with the towel thrown by Mitis.

"Tsk, at least let me finish what I'm saying—never mind, it's more important to get there quickly. It'll be bad if Mitis and Vera get into a fight. 'Floating Technique', 'Acceleration'."

Chapter 21 Misunderstanding and Disaster

*创世纪6187年6月20日 晚21:02分 布鲁泽亚帝国北部

The wilderness was extremely quiet as the cool breeze blew, as if to add to the silence. Several layers of thin clouds floated across the night sky, and the originally bright moonlight became dim, and the starlight in the sky also lost its color. If there were no torches on the ground, it would be pitch dark.

The man with a strong physique and cheetah-like eyes vibrated his nostrils and took a deep breath - the fragrance of the distant forest and the hot air of summer rushed into his lungs. He frowned and smacked his lips impatiently.

Of course, he was not dissatisfied with the turbid and moist air, nor was he nervous because the night sky was too strange. He was simply troubled by the uneasiness that was welling up in his heart.

So peaceful.

As the name suggests, such a huge army did not encounter any obstacles during the march. If the target of this trip was weak bandits, one could assume that they ran away because of cowardice, but it was obvious that the black dragon was not a creature that could be compared to the maggots like bandits. The existence at the top of the creatures would not allow anyone to provoke it. Even if this was not written explicitly, everyone understood it from the bottom of their hearts.

The man—Gerald—took tobacco out of his pocket, lit it with the help of the torch beside him, and took a deep breath as if this could soothe his inner anxiety.

The feeling of his lungs filling up made him feel a little more at ease, and then Gerard took a step forward and began his late-night wandering.

Could it be that the black dragons are so distressed by the poachers that they have no time to pay attention to their group?

The naive thoughts that came to his mind made Gerard smile bitterly and shook his head. Although black dragons and demons were somewhat similar in that they were not good at fine manipulation and were known for their violent attack magic, there were actually considerable differences between the two. Demons could only use attack magic, while black dragons - although it was difficult to use - could add strengthening magic or healing magic to themselves, completely surpassing the demons in terms of level. In addition, the dragons were born with a strength of at least level 30. It was really hard to imagine that the black dragons would be forced into a predicament where they could not escape by mere poachers.

"Unless there's someone of considerable power in command and all members are sufficiently skilled, achieving this is simply impossible without decades or even centuries of preparation."

Gerrard's own inference.

Since he had already denied the possibility that the poachers were very powerful, there were only three options left. The first was that the black dragons didn't care that their goal was the Black Dragon Mountains. The second was that the other party hadn't noticed him at all. The third was that they had already detected him and were preparing to attack him when he wasn't paying attention - to be more precise, they were waiting for the prey to jump into the trap, just like a spider waiting for a butterfly to pounce into its web, and then baring its fangs at the right time.

It was precisely because of this mentality that Gerard felt uneasy. At the speed of a dragon, it would take less than half a day to get from the Black Dragon Mountains to his place, but the journey was too smooth. Apart from the group of monsters encountered in the afternoon, he saw nothing else. It was as if he had broken into the enemy camp and found that there were no guards in the other camp. It was so quiet that it was eerie.

"There's not even a dragon's roar... At this distance, I should be able to sense some magical fluctuations. Am I being overly suspicious? The poachers might have already been taken care of by the dragon."

Gerard shook his head again, and the white smoke from the tobacco swayed from side to side.

"Don't take any chances."

As the commander-in-chief of the army, one must prepare strategies to deal with the worst-case scenario in advance. Rulers cannot rely on luck, and this is something that should never be forgotten.

"If possible, it would be best to demonstrate this with concrete action. Catching a group of poachers on the road would at least explain the situation. However, since those guys dared to target the dragon, they must have known about our movements long ago. The empire's nobles are also responsible for this achievement."

Although the report did not specify the enemy's strength and number, even he knew that the scale must be not too small. Allowing poachers of this number and strength to enter the empire openly must mean that the nobles in charge of this area or the faction they represent must have made mistakes or colluded with each other - if it was just a mistake, it would be fine. If there was collusion, this operation would definitely not go smoothly. Maybe there were undercover agents planted by the enemy in the army.

Thinking of this, Gerard threw the cigarette he had just lit to his feet and twisted his feet hard a few times.

"As the protector of the people of the Empire, you actually did such a treacherous thing. You're willing to abandon the honor of nobility for money. You're worse than a demihuman."

If these people stood in front of Gerard, he would definitely chop off their heads with a knife without hesitation.

Only after all the tobacco embers were stamped out did Gerard calm the rage burning in his heart, take deep breaths, and sigh.

"Anyway, as long as we can capture him alive, it's only a matter of time before we can expose the mastermind behind this. It's too early to think about that now."

He turned around and prepared to return to his tent. A general's anxiety should not be seen by his subordinates, as this would only cause trouble for himself.

But obviously, reality does not allow him to do so.

"roar--!"

Along with the violent roar came a tremor like an earthquake, as if a huge monster had suddenly crashed into the earth.

“What’s going on!?”

Following Gerard's shout, three long blasts were repeatedly blown in the barracks - symbolizing the highest level of alert.

Before the lights could even be lit, countless tents began to move, followed by the sound of rapid metal clashing, teams of soldiers pouring out of the tents, and then screams came from the distance.

The source of the scream must be very far away from me, which is clear from the erratic sound. But since I can still hear it from such a distance, how loud must the original scream be?

Gerrard couldn't imagine it.

His soldiers were well-trained warriors who could raise their weapons to resist even when faced with the threat of death. But now they were in such a disgraceful state. Gerard seemed to be able to hear a skip in his heart, the sound of his heart skipping a beat.

Immediately mobilizing all the muscles in his body, Gerard ran towards his tent. Although it was important to understand the situation, he was the strongest fighter here. If he was not fully prepared, once he was defeated, the entire army would fall into chaos.

Quickly putting on the orichalcum-grade armor bestowed by the empire, Gerard rushed towards the source of the sound, ready for battle. Now countless soldiers were moving back and forth between the tents.

A man who looked like a messenger appeared in his field of vision. Gerard reached out and grabbed the terrified soldier.

"what happened?"

"Master Gerard! It's a dragon!"

The messenger knelt at Gerard's feet and said as if he had found a savior.

"Giant dragons? Black dragons? How many are there? What's their approximate strength?"

"Yes, sir, it's the Black Dragon..."

"How many?"

Gerard couldn't help but frown at the messenger's stammering answer. He didn't remember teaching the soldiers in this way.

"Count...number...three...three..."

"Tsk."

After clicking his tongue, Gerard instantly understood why the messenger was so frightened. Three dragons were enough to sweep across half of the nearby Kingdom of Baris. Even with his own army and the men of Mitis, they could only barely hold off two of them even if they tried their best. And that was only if the other party was in the quasi-hero realm, less than level 50. If the other party had reached the heroic realm or even surpassed the heroic realm, they would have no choice but to escape and minimize casualties.

"Hurry, inform the Magic Chanter Corps!"

"We've already sent someone!"

"What about Mitis?"

"Right now."

It seemed that he still retained some rationality. Gerard no longer paid attention to the soldiers and strode forward. Now he could only hope that the black dragons were just passing by and had no intention of causing trouble for him, otherwise the losses would be unbearable.

After rushing as fast as he could, Gerard arrived at the forefront of the battle.

A huge monster covered with pitch-black scales was standing surrounded by soldiers, while the other two were circling in the air, seemingly with no intention of attacking immediately - the soldiers' raised spears had no deterrent effect in front of such a mountain-like monster.

Perhaps it was because the way Gerald was being guarded was too eye-catching, the Black Dragon, who had been breathing heavily, focused his gaze on Gerald. For a moment, Gerald had the illusion that his heart was seen through.

"Are you the leader here?"

The cold tone filled with murderous intent seemed to freeze people in the next second.

Sensing the fear of the soldiers around him, Gerard puffed out his chest and answered in the same resounding voice.

"I am Gerard Modido, a glorious warrior of the Bruzea Empire."

"Wow, at this point, you're trying to seek refuge under the Empire's name? You humans are truly a despicable race. Now that we've found the poachers' stronghold, let's begin the cleanup. I, the Valar Nidhogg, will bring destruction upon you!"

Vera opened her huge mouth, big enough to crush rocks, and began to gather magic power. At the same time, the army surrounding Vera also lit up, and layers of translucent magic shields appeared in front of Gerard and others - the army of magic chanters from the rear provided support.

However, for Gerard, fighting is only the last resort. If he fights the black dragon here, the subsequent mission will become almost impossible.

He waved his hand, signaling his men to stop pouring magic power into the magic cannon, then took the initiative to walk out of the gap in the magic shield and saluted slowly.

"Your Excellency, Vera Nidhogg, we have no intention of being hostile to you. As for the poachers you just mentioned, that is the purpose of our current operation. The Empire has decided to assist your clan in expelling the poachers."

Perhaps Gerrard's words worked, and Vera dissipated the magic in his mouth.

"Assistance? I have no affection for you humans. If I were to let you go simply by saying I'll assist you..."

When Gerard heard that Vera wanted to prove that he and his group were not poachers, hope immediately arose in his heart. As long as they could sit down and have a good talk, it would not be difficult to deepen their relationship.