Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

Because they tried to delay as much as possible, it was already half a month later when Shirataki and Marda, disguised as a paladin, arrived at the edge of the city.

In just half a month, the kingdom underwent earth-shaking changes.

——Those berserk heroic spirits are very efficient.

Especially with the help of those flying dragons, those heroic spirits who already possess powerful strength can easily break through the city.

Rouen, Paris, Thiers, Vaucouleurs, La Charité... these prosperous big cities were destroyed one after another by terrible enemies.

The former paradise was reduced to scorched earth, and even the souls of those who died could not find peace - under the power of Black Jeanne d'Arc, they were transformed into horrible zombies and skeletons, wandering in this hellish land, never to be freed.

The city of Lyon became a pure land in this hell - but it was obvious that this pure land could not last much longer.

"Sir, more and more people are fleeing."

"Sir, we are running out of food."

"Sir, traces of a demon dragon have been found in the southeast."

"Sir, the scouts reported that an unidentified knight is rushing towards us. What should we do?"

"grown ups……"

The noisy voices kept ringing in the ears of a man in silver-white armor.

The man felt like his head was about to explode.

His name is Siegfried, a renowned dragon-slayer hero from Norse mythology. Now summoned to this land as a Saber, he takes on the mission of saving the world.

As a famous hero, he possesses great power.

But this powerful force definitely does not include "governing the country."

He was the sharpest sword, but he was definitely not a qualified administrator. He could rescue a group of soldiers from a swarm of dragons. But to manage a city, especially one with such limited supplies... he would rather fight the dragon Fafnir again.

"Where are the merchants? I remember there were still merchants in this city. Where did their goods go?"

"Sir... those merchants are unwilling to sell the supplies to us, even if we are willing to pay twice the usual price."

"Double? These goods are at least ten times more expensive than usual—that's what the merchants said."

"Damn it! They're coveting the Rhine Gold!"

The hero was angry but helpless.

He possesses a noble character of selflessness, but he cannot really do anything to these selfish guys.

Selfishness - isn't this the most prominent characteristic of human beings?

"I'm going to fight."

"Tell the people in the city not to panic, things are not yet at their most hopeless point."

"No matter what happens...just wait for me to come back!"

Looking at the group of flying dragons flying from afar like dark clouds covering the sun, the great hero once again picked up the weapon specially used to slay dragons.

At this moment, his heart suddenly became much calmer.

——It would be nice if I could die in battle.

Although I know that such a wish is extremely irresponsible, I can't help but think this way, as I'm tired of those heroes who are clearly in the end times but still scheme against those around them.

Chapter 79: Dragons are monsters, dragons are fear, dragons are catastrophes

Kingdom of France, outside Lyon.

About three kilometers away from Lyon City, Martha, disguised as a paladin, met up with the berserker and the berserker assassin.

"too slow!"

The spearman, enveloped in madness, lost the elegance he was proud of. He just looked at the knight in front of him with a cold gaze. He had a dragon in his sight but insisted on walking here. His reason told him that there must be something wrong, but the madness took over his brain in the next moment, making him unable to think about the details hidden in it.

"It seems that besides you, Rider hasn't finished her work either."

"Is it because of the Saint's compassion? Are you also a clergyman?"

The Berserker Assassin—a woman with extremely plump features in every part of her body—looked at the knight in front of her who was wrapped up tightly in armor with a very unfriendly look, as if she wanted to see through the true face beneath the armor.

"Gudu——"

Marda, feeling a little nervous under her stare, swallowed subconsciously, not knowing what to do.

But at this moment, the white dragon who had been staying by her side could no longer suppress the contempt in his heart and flew out directly from 940.

I hate her, that's my business - but what kind of status are you two? How dare you talk to someone around me in such a tone?

"Roar--"

The white dragon flapped its wings and pounced directly at the assassin, who was enveloped by madness. At the same time, a white light flashed from its mouth, and a [Explosive Gale Bullet of Destruction] was fired directly at the mad spearman who wanted to come to his aid.

"boom!!!"

It was a small white light bullet, perhaps only the size of a basketball, that was ejected from the white dragon's mouth.

But its power is not small.

Despite the change in size, the power hidden within this body remained unchanged. Although it was just a casual blow, the violent vibration caused by the powerful explosion even affected the city of Lyon three kilometers away.

As for the crazy spearmen and assassins who became his targets? He had good control over his power, at least he didn't take their lives.

"Ow—"

Having successfully demonstrated its power, the white dragon flew back to Martha with great pride.

"Okay, great!"

Looking at the huge crater in front of her that looked like a fallen meteorite, Marda was stunned where she was.

She originally thought that this little white dragon was just a little special and very cute - but when the terrifying power was directly presented to her in this way, she immediately put away her contempt.

"Ten times, no, a hundred times."

"His strength is at least a hundred times that of the Tarasque."

The saint who had once subdued the French dragon silently estimated the gap between it and Shirataki in her heart.

At the same time, she became even more curious about the female knight with golden hair and a striking alopecia.

Being able to associate with such a powerful white dragon.

Who is that female knight?

……

The light of the explosion gradually dissipated and the smoke and dust gradually settled.

The two injured heroes quickly repaired their wounds with the nourishment of magic and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

This is the benefit of being a "Heroic Spirit".

As Heroic Spirits, they do not have fatal weaknesses like ordinary beings. As long as they do not suffer excessive damage at one time, they can rely on the magic power provided by the Master to repair their wounds.

And Black Jeanne d'Arc... in her hands, she holds the [Holy Grail] that can provide infinite magic power.

With the help of the [False Holy Grail], the two injured heroic spirits quickly repaired their wounds and returned to their peak state.

pat.

The two of them took a step forward almost at the same time, and a strong sense of oppression instantly hit them.

"Tsk, do you still want to do it?"

Looking at the two people who stood up again, Marda gritted her teeth and hid her right fist behind her back - she was ready to strike back.

however--

"Clap."

There was another uniform sound.

But this time, it wasn't the sound of footsteps moving forward. Instead, it was the sound of a mad spearman kneeling on one knee and a mad assassin bowing in salute.

"Surrender!"

Marda turned around and looked at the white dragon sitting next to her with a look of surprise and doubt.

Shirataki didn't even bother to look at them.

The strong are respected, the winner is king - this is the eternal law of survival of the dragon clan.

The two heroic spirits before him, though they were essentially human, had been endowed with the concept of "dragon" by later generations, and inevitably had acquired the habits of dragons.

[The Impaler] Vlad III.

【Bloody Mary】Camilla.

They were all degenerated into monsters because they were stained with the blood of "sin", and were called "dragons" by later generations.

Speaking of which, this is the true definition of "dragon" by humans, right?

What is a dragon?

[Dragon is a monster, dragon is fear, dragon is disaster! ]

……

Marda stared blankly at everything that was happening before her eyes.

As a saint, she seemed to not quite understand what was happening before her eyes.

"Did I really convince Tarasque with my fists instead of faith?"

Martha pondered this matter in her heart - but she no longer had time to verify the truth of this issue.

"The enemy is coming."

"What an amazing speed!"

It was a ray of blue-green light that came rapidly from the direction of Lyon City, arriving here in almost the blink of an eye.

——Then, he raised the greatsword in his hand.

It was an attack that was ready to be launched. Facing the three enemy servants in front of him, this hero who had once fought against dragons showed no fear.

"not good!"

Marda, who was also very good at physical attacks, looked at the enemy's sturdy body and suddenly said that it was not good.

I thought it was a speedster, but it turned out to be a semi-truck coming at full speed. Although our side had an absolute advantage in numbers, facing the full force of the semi-truck, charging head-on was definitely an unwise choice.

Yes, that's it - first dodge the enemy's attack, and then look for an opportunity to counterattack.

The battle situation changes rapidly, and Marda can only make the best choice based on her own experience.

but--

"Wait, wait a minute."

"Why are you going?"

Looking at the three figures that suddenly rushed out, seemingly intending to have a head-on confrontation with the enemy, Marda slapped her head.

——She actually forgot that her teammates are the type who don't like to think!

Chapter 80 The Savior's Script

This is not a fair fight.

It was a hopeless fight to the death.

Siegfried, the great hero who dared to slay the dragon head-on with his own body, knew this better than anyone else.

"You can't win."

"It's impossible to win."

The enemy is a servant summoned by the Holy Grail, possessing a nearly infinite source of magical power.

And he was just a lone swordsman who was summoned to this land without any teammates to support him.