Does the mechanical girl dream of the Messiah?

“Ah, huh?”

Lunicia tilted her head.

"If you just browse the public area superficially, you can get some information." Ashlee took Lunicia and Ella for a walk. "You can only get the most basic information, such as the existence of the Northeast District and the history of Myland. But these public information are not very detailed. If you need to get some fundamental conclusions, in addition to reading a lot of information and then reasoning and summarizing, the best way is to dive into the deeper database."

To put it simply, it was a peek at confidential information - while making these dangerous remarks, Ashlee shook her black iron fingertips.

"Uh, isn't this a bit too risky...?"

"Compared to what Luna did, this has little to do with adventure."

"It seems like this..."

Whether compared to actively seeking out a giant dragon for negotiation, or compared to directly confronting the garrison commander, using some tricks to conduct investigations in the library was not a very dangerous thing - even if caught by the library chief who was said to be of legendary status, it would not be a big deal. At most, he would face the risk of being sued, or the possibility of leaking some news to the four major families.

"Actually, I also have some concerns about that ceremony."

The ritual was not necessarily as dangerous and useless as it appeared. Lunicia always felt that the ritual might have its origin, but it was slightly distorted and blurred during the process of transmission, so it was distorted and deformed into the weird thing used later. Maybe as long as we study the ritual, we can find a truly perfect solution.

A plan that can save both Colette and Muirand.

"Ashe thought so too. A familiar feeling was pulling Ashe's hand and asking her to do so."

"Okay, then... I wish you all the best, Ashley."

"You too, Luna, Ella."

After a moment's thought, Ashethelin handed a black iron headset to Ella and Lunicia respectively.

"The prayer network in this city can be used a little bit - if you want to find me for something, use this."

……

"Although we are looking for Colette and Rose..."

"Um……"

"But... Lady Luna, do you know where to find it...?"

"To be honest, I don't know..."

The conversation was filled with a sense of exhaustion.

This was indeed the case. The light from the sky became dimmer and the drizzle that had been going on since yesterday was visibly increasing. They seemed to be running around the entire city, leaving footprints on the snowy road, running from one street to another, and from one place where the girls might be to another. As a result, of course, they gained nothing, but more and more evil spirits fell under their swords.

Those inhuman creatures wandering the streets, with limbs replaced by internal organs and faces filled with eyeballs, mouths or holes, if Lunicia and Ella encounter them, there is absolutely no possibility of escape given Lunicia's style.

"Not in the theatre either."

Lunicia swung her sword back and cut the zombie that was rushing towards her on all fours straight from the face to the thigh.

"The Grand Theatre is closed today. Was it the same last time?"

Ella's sword pierced the head of the rotten giant boar from bottom to top.

"It's probably because of the unusual movement in the Northeast Region..."

It is said that the restaurants that Colette and Rose often go to, the benches on the pedestrian street, the fountain music square, the promenade around the Bard Academy... At this time, Lunicia can't help but lament the lack of intelligence. Not only them, it seems that even the locals of Muirand, those well-informed tabloids, don't know the details of Colette and Rose, and they don't even know where they usually live. I really don't understand whether their ability is too low or Colette's anti-reconnaissance awareness is too strong.

In the end, they had to come here again, to the Muirand Theatre where no one was expected to be there. The situation in the city had reached a whole new level of chaos. Which citizen would be in the mood to watch an opera at this time? Thinking of this, Lunisia felt a sense of frustration for no reason.

The sky gradually darkened. In the starless sky, only dark gray clouds remained. The whistling north wind and the snowflakes hitting her face echoed Lunisia's anxiety. She did not feel cold because of the heavy snow, but it seemed to be getting hotter.

"——Anyway, we need to find a more specific location now. If we continue running around like this..."

boom----! ! !

Just as she finished her words, a loud roar suddenly came, and the loud sound of a heavy object falling to the ground filled the ears of the girls, making them all startled. It seemed that something had fallen heavily from the sky, breaking through the whistling winter wind, tearing through the curtain of snow, and wantonly swaying the colors of pure violence, like an artist adding his own colors to the world.

That aura also dissipated along with it, and that terrifying aura, the kind of pressure that made one's legs go weak just by touching it, poured out from the park on the hillside without any cover, like a torrent of fire.

"—!"

Lunicia's expression suddenly became very interesting.

Although the distance was still far and the feeling was not so clear, unlike Ella Heper who felt nervous when she felt that breath for the "first time", this was not the first time that Lunicia had come into contact with that feeling, that kind of terrifying majesty that made people have to muster all their strength. It could even be said that she was so familiar with it that she was able to call out its owner's name at the first moment.

"Lady Luna, that is——"

"It's Rose."

Lunicia and Ella took steps at the same time and rushed towards the park on the hillside.

That's right, there's nothing wrong with that.

The one that fell from the sky must be the blood-colored dragon named Rose.

Chapter 70: Dragon Girl

It might be mistaken for the sound of muffled thunder, but it was actually the sound of red and black meteors colliding.

In the winter sky, clouds and snow were shaken apart, evaporated by the high temperature, and turned into poisonous white mist - the red and black lights echoed each other, spinning and colliding with each other, like a social dance with no one watching.

boom--

This dance did not last long. With the roar caused by the tearing of the wall of sound, the blood-colored star crashed directly into the black meteor, as if catching it, circling it from bottom to top, and then suddenly throwing it downwards.

boom----! ! !

There was a loud bang as a heavy object fell to the ground. The small park on the ground was disturbed by the impact, a deep furrow was plowed in the earth, the road surface was cracked, and the carefully trimmed bushes and trees fell to the ground. But no one cared about these things. Whether it was the severe cold brought by the heavy snow or the emergency notice, the park would become deserted. Who would come here at this time, to this small place of memories?

A blood-colored dragon and a pitch-black dragon—this was the scene they saw when the paladin and the spell swordsman climbed up the hill to the park.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The blood-colored dragon laughed wildly, tearing at the things beneath it while making a laugh as if it wanted to let all the pain in its body flow out.

"Come on! Keep going! Show me what you can do!"

The blood-red dragon wings spread out, pointing to the sky like a waving sail. The girl's cheeks, wrists, and ruby-like dragon scales were stained with blood. It was unclear whether it was her blood or the blood of the things whose flesh she tore off, whose abdomen she cut open, and whose internal organs she dug out.

The thing that was originally thought to be a dragon turned out to be so strange after approaching. What exactly was it? At first glance, it had limbs, two wings, a tail, and many reptile features, but it was fundamentally different from flying dragons, giant dragons, and other familiar things. Each "scale" on its body was an eyeball of various shapes, which had been broken or turned into a hole with blood and tears in the previous impact. The tips of its limbs were not claws, but teeth embedded in its toes. Its head - it didn't even have the shape that a head should have. It was just a huge twisted cyst, emitting a turbid dark yellow color and covered with blood. It seemed that one could still hear the sound of water splashing inside due to the shaking.

That is not the life that should exist in nature. It is a blasphemy against the laws of nature, a distorted embodiment. It is the evil that only exists in the gap between nightmares and reality, the sea of ​​lightlessness.

"Is that all?"

The evil spirit will not answer the dragon's questions. It will only struggle instinctively. It does not feel pain, but it feels threatened. The threat of having its existence wiped out, the threat of being unable to continue to pollute the world. So it continues to wave its limbs until their limbs are crushed by the dragon's claws. Then it continues to utter unclear language from its non-existent throat until its head is torn from the middle and stirred into a pool of indistinguishable blood mud.

"The game is over!"

Just as the Dragon Girl declared, along with the roar of a cannonball hitting the ground, the sounds of flesh being torn and bones being broken were heard, and the evil body was forcibly pressed into the earth by the tremendous force. It twitched in vain until it was completely silent.

As if it was in a hurry to do something, the bloody dragon began to flap its wings after dismembering the monster from the contaminated area, intending to fly again.

"Wait a minute, Rose!"

That voice seemed to have some kind of magic, or it sounded like it could directly arouse the deepest obsession in the bloody dragon's heart, making her turn around and look at the two women who were running towards her. She seemed to have seen them before, and seemed to have heard their voices before, but she didn't know when she had forgotten it, just like Colette abandoned her dream.

"Ok?"

She couldn't help but tilt her head, and her long red tail swayed along with it.

She was puzzled about the identity of the visitor, but did not show any hostility. It seemed that in her eyes now, neither the wings nor the overly powerful strength were things worth hiding. Even though these two women had just seen her fight, Rose did not think it mattered - it was rather because of this that she was even more curious. Aren't they afraid? Aren't they afraid?

"What's up, big sisters? Since you know Rose's name, are you a fan of Rose?"

“Is this how it feels when a fan talks to you…?”

"I don't know, Lady Luna. I don't have such experience either."

"Um...can you give us a moment, Rose?"

—Would you like to listen to me? That would be great…

Lunicia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the underground temple, the blood-colored dragon's brutality and unreasonableness still frightened her to this day. That kind of violence that went beyond the limits of life might cast a shadow on some people's hearts, but for Lunicia, Rose was the victim in this incident - to face her and to help her walk out of the abyss of remorse, regret and self-blame was Lunicia's most sincere wish.

"But Rose is very busy—"

Although she did not immediately refuse the request, an embarrassment appeared on her face.

Ella asked, "What exactly are you busy with?"

"It's nothing to hide. I just made an appointment with Colette to drive away the monsters in the city."

Lunicia and Ella looked at each other.

"And what about Colette herself?"

"You can't say this!"

"okay."

In this way, Lunicia could guess why this happened.

Because the level of chaos in the city was beyond the control of the four major families, in order to ensure that Colette Xi Caroline, who was the key to the ritual, would not have any accidents, they chose to "protect" Colette - you could also directly say that she was under house arrest - with Colette's character, she probably would not allow the outside world to become a situation where evil spirits are rampant, so they let Rose take her place to clean up the monsters in the city. Rose was not a key part of the ritual, so she could still move freely.

"Rose was flying in the sky before, right?"

"Yeah, that's right~"

"If that's the case, have you seen us in heaven?"

"It seems that I have seen it, and the aura is very obvious."

Rose tilted her head and thought for a moment, then pointed at the "Avenger" in Lunicia's hand and the "Crime and Punishment" on Ella's waist.

"And their scent is very obvious, I can smell it right away."

——Is it still possible?

This overly horrifying perception almost made Lunicia break out in a cold sweat, but she still pulled herself together and continued, "You should have seen us cleaning up the monsters on the ground, right?"

"Yep."

"In this case, can it be considered that we helped Rose get rid of some of the evil spirits and saved Rose's time?"

This statement sounded more like taking advantage of Rose's naivety and deceiving her with sophistry rather than a negotiation, but it seemed that neither Rose nor Lunicia realized this... Ella felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this statement, but since it was Lunicia who said it, she naturally would not object.

“…It seems that’s right.”

Rose was successfully convinced. At least, she was convinced by what Lunicia and her group had to say.

She flapped her wings gently, allowing her body to float in the air due to the supernatural buoyancy. She gently placed her hands on Lunicia's shoulders and pushed her to a nearby park bench that was relatively intact and not covered with mud and gravel. She let Lunicia sit on one side and she sat on the other side. This behavior suddenly made Ella's eyes suddenly light up with danger, so that Rose couldn't help but look at her with a puzzled look, and then saw her sitting between Lunicia and Rose, with a righteous look on her face.

The Dragon Girl evaporated the snow and residual moisture on the bench, clearing out a dry spot.

"Thank you, Rose."

"Hey~ So what's going on?"

Rose still hadn't figured out what these two strange but friendly-looking women - or maybe one of them wasn't so friendly - wanted to do with her, and they didn't seem to be her fans. Of course, she didn't expect what Lunicia would say next.

"Rose."

"Hmm~?"

"Rose...want to save Colette?"

"……Eh?"

The girl's dragon couldn't help but be stunned.

She opened her blood-red eyes wide, and her narrow vertical pupils shrank. Her expression was not only filled with surprise, but also confusion, overflowing with astonishment and helplessness. Rather than the anger when her secret was exposed, what she showed was more like the panic caused by being discovered after accidentally doing something wrong.

“W-why——”

Why do you know this kind of thing?

There was no shame or anger, only helplessness.

Because she didn't know what to do, she subconsciously wanted to escape, wanted to attack the inexplicable holy warrior in front of her, wanted to flee, wanted to stay away from this land that made her panic, but the actions of the young holy warrior stopped the anxiety and uneasiness in her heart.

"Shhh."

Gently placing her index finger on Rose's lips, Lunicia smiled gently and soothingly, shook her head, and continued in a soft voice: "I'm sorry. I once treated you as an obstacle that had to be broken, an enemy that had to be killed, and I made the wrong decision and paid a terrible price for it. That's why I know everything. I know you, the red dragon in trouble, and I know your intentions, what you really want to do, the wishes that you can't reach on your own... or even say out loud."

It was the look of a girl who felt that she might have done something wrong, but had no one to talk to. She could only keep her secret, which was as small as a broken vase, and didn't know what to say or do. When the person she loved decided to die for her ideal, what should she do? Should she fully support her, or take her away rudely regardless of her wishes? It seemed that neither of them was right, and both would only hurt people. She couldn't tell her these thoughts, fearing that it would make her unhappy, or even affect her spirit, so she could only keep everything in her heart and let the naive dragon who couldn't keep a secret guard the treasure called secret.

For a dragon who has nothing to do with complexity, how lonely and painful it must be.

"I will tell you everything about myself, about the things I've experienced that may be fantastic or incredible, those sad memories that made me feel painful... and may also make you feel painful. I will tell you my story without reservation. In exchange, Rose will also tell me her story, okay?"

Although her words did not serve as any guarantee, they made Rose feel at ease. The instinct imprinted in her dragon blood made her choose to suppress the anxiety caused by uneasiness and the desire to escape caused by panic. She still chose to sit here and listen to the speech of the young holy warrior.