Type-Moon: In Another World, I Became an Alien God

That's amazing! Why don't you just become the king?

Being too outspoken in the palace is not a good thing; such "clever" people are lucky if they aren't beheaded.

Hagen had the broadest knowledge within the court.

He didn't believe Yao was human at all.

However, Hagen was well aware of the country's dire situation, so he couldn't afford to offend the King and Yao.

He could only try to get information indirectly through Krimshild.

A subject should act in the manner of a subject.

"Hmph, you bastard..."

Gunther gave Hagen a disapproving look.

He knew exactly what the other person was thinking.

However, the minister's reminder was undoubtedly correct; he had to consider that the other party might not be human.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

"But do we have any other choice now? We can only pray that this stranger is a warrior sent by the gods..."

Gunther thought of these words.

However, as the king, he could not say that.

The king's dignity and prestige forbid such a thing.

It is both tragic and lamentable that the entire nation's strength could only kneel before the tyrannical power of that ferocious and evil dragon.

In the end, all they could do was pray to the myriad gods and Buddhas.

Human strength is far too fragile.

"Brother Wang, I still need to leave the city later."

“Krimhildr, you are still my sister, the king’s sister! With the evil dragon rampaging, you don’t need to risk your life…”

"Yes, yes, I'm not a child."

As my brother said, I am not only the king's sister, but also a princess of the Kingdom of Burgundy.

There are already enough people who are afraid of the evil dragon. I don't have the face to cower in the castle. You don't want to save people, but I do!

Those who fear the evil dragon outside are also subjects of our country!

Krimshild didn't give his brother a friendly look.

After saying that, he walked out of the palace.

Only she could have the confidence to so boldly contradict the emperor in the palace.

From a young age, she was given love and care by her family.

This love is both protection and a shackle.

"Sigh, my younger sister is very obedient when she's being obedient, but for some reason, her personality is more like a warrior's than a soldier's..."

Gunther was speechless.

The officials in the palace dared not utter a sound, and basically all pretended not to have seen what had happened.

Who dares to criticize Krimshild for being disrespectful to elders?

The retired emperor and the empress dowager are still alive.

If Krimhild were to utter a single cry to the two elders, Gunther would likely be nagged for half a day.

"Hagen, send out a contingent of troops to protect the princess."

"Yes, my king."

Hagen nodded and stepped back.

The remaining task for Gunther was to work with the ministers to consolidate the specific battle losses following the evil dragon's siege.

All I can say is that they have nowhere to be idle.

........

After receiving intelligence from the Kingdom of Burgundy.

Yao immediately took action.

Today, the evil dragon Fafnir remains in Burgundy; it has never left the country.

The nests are mostly located somewhere in the country.

As a nature spirit, it wouldn't be difficult for Yao to find the lair; the only challenge was how to defeat this evil dragon.

Currently, Yao's strongest attack methods are nothing more than these few.

It can bring fantasy to life and make it a reality.

Armor protected by the gods, unparalleled archery skills, and a single-shot Moonlight Cannon.

His last resort was the treasure that Zhu Yue had given him.

The True World, a demonic sword symbolizing the authority of the planet.

"Although these weapons can deal effective damage, it is still difficult to kill the evil dragon. Even if we use them all, we can probably only seriously injure it, and it will most likely escape in the end."

Yao uses the Imaginary Tree to calculate battles.

The results of his repeated attempts all showed that the evil dragon escaped, and he exhausted his strength during the pursuit.

Dragons possess extremely strong vitality.

Even if a purebred dragon's heart is shattered, it will not die; even if its head is severed, it can still move.

Their immortality is in no way inferior to that of the Dead Apostles.

It's true that Fafnir is weaker than pureblood dragons.

But it is, after all, a notorious evil dragon in historical legends, and its immortality is not weak.

They wanted to completely kill the evil dragon Fafnir.

You still need to deal enough damage to pulverize it, otherwise it will be very difficult to kill it.

"According to recorded legends, the dragon slayer Siegfried used the magic sword Gram, which was associated with the god Odin, to kill the evil dragon."

"Right now, the only means I have to kill the evil dragon is..."

Yao could only think of the True World of the Demon Sword.

However, Yao could only swing his sword once with all his might, far from being able to wield it freely.

The evil dragon cannot simply stand there and wait to be killed.

Defeating the evil dragon is undoubtedly difficult.

Zhu Yue initially entrusted the Demon Sword True World to Yao only hoping that he would use it for self-defense, as the conditions for using this sword were too high.

"The True World of the Demon Sword can only be used as a last resort."

Before that, we must first smooth out the evil dragon's claws, teeth, and scales. Once it is completely defenseless, we can kill it with a single sword strike!

Yao swung his hand as if wielding a demonic sword.

The murderous aura split the stone in two.

It's like the doomsday that the demonic dragon will face in the future.

"There are still ways."

Yao's lips curled up slightly.

He had already devised a plan to deal with the evil dragon.

There's no need to rely too much on mystery; this is a tactic that only those with human intelligence can employ.

In the following period, Yao began to make strategic deployments.

He traveled throughout the Kingdom of Burgundy.

.....

While Yao was making preparations, Krimhild was always at the forefront of the fight against the dragon plague, traveling to various places to help the people.

She is indeed royalty, but royalty must also uphold their obligations.

Royal families should help their people solve their problems.

The dragon plague in the Kingdom of Burgundy did not only refer to the evil dragon Fafnir; the greatest harm to the people came from the dragon's retinue, the two-legged wyverns that frequently attacked humans.

Just as wolves gather around the alpha wolf.

The dragon race also follows this principle.

Wyverns are inferior magical beasts that don't even qualify as fantasy species, and their dragon bloodline is extremely thin.

All it takes is four or five regular soldiers armed with weapons.

Killing a dragon is not a problem.

The problem is that neither the civilians nor the city guards are regular troops, and their equipment is far from sophisticated.

This means that killing a single dragon often requires sacrificing dozens of lives to achieve an effective kill.

Each dragon calamity will produce seven or eight flying dragons.

After a few waves of dragon calamity, almost all the young people in a town will die.

Not to mention, these dragons can fly.

They won't be foolish enough to let themselves be beaten on the ground; once they take flight, they can leave civilians anxiously watching helplessly.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: This is the second update.

Chapter Thirty-Five: No Hope for Salvation [Seeking Flowers! Seeking Monthly Tickets!]

"Gurgle! How many are left!?"

Krimshild gritted her teeth and swung her sword.

With a mournful roar of life fading away, the dragon was slain by the blood-stained princess.

Civilians and soldiers alike cast respectful glances at him.

As Gunther said, his sister was more of a warrior than a warrior.

"Lord Krimshild! The West District has fallen! Two wyverns have broken in! The East and South Districts are too short-handed to spare any troops, and our brothers here are still locked in fierce fighting!"

The soldier's armor was stained with bright red blood.

The scorching flames and the wails of the common people weave together a requiem, and what is unfolding now is a drama called hell.

Krimshild's face turned deathly pale.

She had lost track of how long the battle had lasted.

Half a year has passed since Ziyao received the intelligence and left the palace.

During this period, the domestic situation deteriorated rapidly.

Although the evil dragon Fafnir has not appeared in the last two months, the number of wyverns has only increased.

"You guys hold the line, I'm going to the West District!"

"Lord Krimshild, you cannot go! The King has repeatedly instructed us to protect you! Please don't put us in a difficult position..."

To be honest, given what you've done, no one would blame you anymore! Right now, all we can do is evacuate this city!

The soldier knelt on the ground, pleading.

Everyone around could see that Krimshild's legs were trembling; how could she continue fighting like that?

"Ugh...!"

Krimshild bit her lip tightly.