Anime Crossover: Starting with an Infinite Dragon God as a Mount

Before long, they will probably be able to officially reach the top human rank of "Great Knight".

In addition, there was her exceptionally outstanding witch talent.

Such talent makes her one of the most brilliant jewels among the "Seven Sisters," the Italian magic society including the Bronze Black Cross.

As such, she would naturally receive respect and preferential treatment from local authorities in many places.

But this is not the case here.

To the demon king known as Marquis Voban, even the most outstanding human is no different from a few specks of dust floating by.

In fact, there are quite a few girls with such outstanding talent as her among the witches gathered here.

However, most of them were destined to die in this ritual of summoning disobedient gods.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, the girl named Liliana lowered her eyelids slightly, and a gloomy expression naturally appeared on her face.

From a young age, she aspired to be an excellent knight, and death was not something to be afraid of.

But the possibility of becoming a expendable object in such a magical ritual sent a shiver down her spine.

Such a death is of no benefit.

She might even become a bargaining chip for the Demon King to commit evil. What she poured out with her life was a magical ritual that could be described as wicked, summoning a ferocious calamity known as the Disobedient God into the world.

If her life were to end here because of the impending magical ritual...

Therefore, it can be said that this kind of life is the one most contrary to one's ideals.

Whenever she thought of this, the girl named Liliana couldn't help but sigh.

But even if you feel sad inside, it's useless.

Completely disregarding others and the consequences, they recklessly turn their wild and unrestrained ideas into reality.

The so-called god-slayer is exactly like this, or rather, this is precisely its characteristic, and it is also the main reason why the god-slayer is called the demon king.

For their own purposes, those demon lords will never care whether they trample on the positions, minds, ways of life, and ideals of others.

No, it should be said that they probably wouldn't care about those trivial details at all.

But even she herself wouldn't feel the slightest resistance to it.

Countless lessons learned from the blood of those who came before have already proven that resisting the Demon King is the most foolish thing to do.

Admittedly, those god-slayers might admire humanity's courage to challenge the impossible.

However, there is actually no fundamental contradiction between appreciating, destroying, and the ensuing outburst of rage.

Her sacrifice was worthwhile in order to appease the demon king who had acted on a whim—this was the consensus of everyone, including herself.

Even when you include the other hundreds of girls of the same age, the same is true.

Even so, it couldn't prevent the fact that she was feeling heavy-hearted at the moment.

In her hands, she held a wooden box covered with layers of magical protection.

If the correct method of dispelling it is not known, even a Grand Knight or a high-ranking magician would need to spend several days to unlock it.

The reason for such tight protection is that this is an extremely precious divine artifact.

If it falls into the hands of an unexpected villain, it could very well summon divine beasts or even rebellious gods, causing a major disaster.

Creating such protective measures would likely require half a lifetime of experience from even the most skilled magician if done by a single person.

But now, these stringent protective measures have become a joke.

Because Marquis Voban, this demon king, now intends to use this divine artifact as an aid in summoning disobedient gods.

However, the meticulously arranged defenses could not hinder the demon king in the slightest.

Because it was precisely this magical society, which had set up such a tight defense, that obediently offered it up with both hands before the Demon King even spoke, in order to please him...

No, it should be said that it was extremely wise of him to act before the Demon King could speak, in order to avoid facing Marquis Voban's wrath.

As for the Demon King's favor, that's simply impossible—no normal person would want to have any contact with something like a god-slayer.

The correct way to lift the protective measures had already been obediently told to Marquis Voban.

Liliana's gaze fell on the wooden box she was holding, and she pursed her lips, giving a somewhat forced smile.

The one who obediently handed over this divine artifact was none other than the Bronze Black Cross Society to which she belonged.

The thought of delivering this divine artifact to Marquis Voban...

If she could, she really wanted to throw it away.

However, this is not possible.

Even just thinking about it terrified her.

"I wish someone could steal it from me..."

Almost subconsciously, Liliana muttered to herself.

But she quickly shook her head in a panic.

Because if someone were to try and steal it, she would have to risk her life to protect this divine artifact.

Otherwise, both she and the Bronze Black Cross Society would suffer disaster because of this.

Sighing inwardly, Liliana subconsciously quickened her pace, heading towards her goal—the location where Marquis Voban summoned the 730th witch, the place where the ritual to summon the disobedient god was about to take place.

However, at that moment, she suddenly discovered...

It felt like something was missing from my hand.

The female knight from the Bronze Black Cross, like an ancient hero caught in the gaze of a terrifying Gorgon from mythology, suddenly froze, only her seemingly colorless silver hair still fluttering slightly in the wind.

Where is her... wooden box?

She was just holding that divine artifact that she was about to offer to Marquis Voban, the Demon King!

The hands that had been carefully holding the wooden box just moments before were now empty.

Liliana's vision suddenly went black, and she almost fainted.

Although she had a fleeting thought that it would be good if the divine artifact in her hand was stolen... but did it really have to be this accurate?

Thinking about the potential consequences of losing the divine artifact offered to the Demon King...

If they were unlucky, the Bronze Black Cross might even sink the entire country into the Atlantic Ocean in the Marquis of Voban's rage.

Thinking of this, she even hoped that what had just disappeared was not a divine artifact, but her own hands as a knight who used to wield a sword.

However, just when all hope was lost...

Suddenly, she heard a soft "click" sound.

Judging from the sound, it seemed as if the wooden box had been casually opened.

Liliana turned stiffly toward the direction from which the sound came.

Chapter Ten Su Mu: I'm Very Realistic

The sharp, grating sound of the wooden structure rubbing and colliding was remarkably clear to Liliana, whose heart was ashen.

Almost instantly, she turned her gaze over there.

Then I saw it.

A few steps away from me, on a wooden bench by the roadside, sat a figure seemingly oblivious to everyone around him.

That was a figure quite different from what she had imagined—in her mind, it was someone who could snatch the divine artifact that was supposed to be given to Marquis Voban from her hands in an instant, leaving her no time to react.

Such a powerful individual is at least a Grand Knight-level expert who has long since reached his peak age.

However, looking at it now, he seems a bit too young.

Although he was indeed older than me, he didn't fit my image of a middle-aged person at all.

The young man sat on a bench, leaning casually against the backrest, and casually opened the wooden box covered with layers of seals...

and many more!

The wooden box containing the divine artifact has been opened?

That was a complex seal that was finally completed by gathering the power of the entire Bronze Black Cross, with the joint efforts of many powerful individuals, and even by inviting many outside helpers!

It's worth noting that even the world-renowned Holy Knight Paul, when faced with this wooden box, could only shake his head with a wry smile, revealing a helpless expression.

Just as Liliana regained her composure and was about to begin negotiations, she realized this with a slightly delayed reaction, and her body stiffened again.

She took a deep breath.

Creatures like god-slayers rarely possess mastery of spells.

However, they possess extraordinary "magic resistance," rendering ordinary spells completely ineffective against them, and the various restrictions and protections they form are as fragile as paper.

Realizing this, the faces of all the god-slayers in the world flashed through her mind in an instant.

To avoid suffering undeserved disasters due to misunderstandings, the first lesson for members of the magic society in this world is to identify the temperament and appearance of the god-slayer.

After all, nobody wants to end up having their whole family wiped out by some devil because of some incompetent subordinate.

Marquis Voban, the Demon King, denies it.

If it was indeed Marquis Voban who took it, then it can only be said that it was returned to its rightful owner... ah, it was returned to its rightful owner.

But it was clear that the Marquis of Voban could not be the young man before him.

The martial arts king of the East also denied it.

After all, although that king was infamous and used cruel and tyrannical methods to prevent the possibility of his appearance being revealed, everyone knew that he was a female king.

Furthermore, given that esteemed person's arrogance, it's impossible for them to change their form and travel to their mortal enemy's territory.

She also excluded the rest, such as the Black Prince and the Sword King.

and......

She had to admit that there were certain aspects of this guy in front of her that made her instantly associate him with a god-slayer.

However, having seen several photos of Godkillers and even had the privilege of meeting one in person, Liliana can say with certainty that the other party does not seem to share any common traits with Godkillers.

This feeling was extremely subtle, and even she couldn't explain why.