The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

This was actually a hidden attack.

Because they need to face attacks from two directions at the same time, the first reaction of a normal person (dragon) should be to dodge in the remaining direction.

After all, being bitten or trapped is extremely dangerous.

but--

If you really dodge like this, you will fall into another trap.

Because the third dragon is waiting for something like this.

The moment the black dragon evades, it will start to act - this is an attack that is absolutely impossible to avoid.

This is the dragon's team battle!

however--

What none of the three English dragons expected was.

Their seemingly perfect plan had a fatal flaw.

That is-

What if the other party doesn't intend to avoid it at all?

Facing two English dragons attacking him, the Black Dragon had no intention of evading them at all.

The dragon's sharp teeth bit into him.

A sharp whistle rushed straight into the sky, breaking through the clouds in the clear night.

The next moment, the black dragon grabbed the two English dragons that were attacking it from the left and right, and then dived towards the ground with them!

Bang!

Waves of fire erupted from where the three dragons landed.

The powerful impact swept everything it touched into the heat and burned it to pieces.

The ground of Orleans City turned into an endless purgatory in an instant, and everywhere in sight became a sea of ​​fire.

The last English dragon looked at the scene in front of it and quickly understood what was happening.

The black dragon that suddenly appeared charged towards the ground with its two dragon companions, and spewed out powerful flames the moment it arrived.

This is actually not much different from the previous attack - it just can definitely kill two dragons that are close to it at the same time.

But as a price.

He who launched such an attack must have been engulfed by the flames.

The English dragon couldn't help feeling somewhat relieved but also a little scared - if there was another one like this, he might not be able to handle it.

But right now.

A shriek rose into the sky from the black smoke of purgatory.

The black dragon stood up again with flames, looking straight at the other dragon in the sky.

not dead? !

The English dragon couldn't believe what he saw.

But he knew that such a dragon could never be left alive.

That would undo all the glory England has achieved in this land!

The English dragon flew into the sea of ​​fire—he was going to kill this alien black dragon here!

however--

The English dragon couldn't defeat the black dragon in front of it.

No matter how many times it was knocked down with its fangs and claws, the black dragon would always get up again and again.

He seemed to be burning with some unspeakable faith.

This is... an enemy that is impossible to defeat!

[You, the Dragon Mask, defeated five English dragons like a miracle on this moonlit night. ]

[But you were forced to transform back into a human due to lack of strength, and you paid a heavy price. ]

[The rapid spray of the first English dragon now leaves your throat dry as fire.]

[The raid on the second English dragon nearly broke the bones in your hands.]

[The fall of the third and fourth English dragons left you with a bloody head. ]

[Multiple attacks from the fifth dragon broke your ribs in the chest.]

[At this moment, you are constantly spitting out blood, and if you move even a little you will feel a heart-wrenching pain.]

【But you discovered something even worse at this moment. 】

【That is the truth about the city of Orleans. 】

Orleans is a trap.

A trap set by an Englishman using an entire city.

The fire caused by the battle between dragons burned away the cover, completely revealing the magic covering the place.

It was a targeted magic - the target was Jeanne d'Arc.

It was not that the English were unable to organize an effective counterattack, but they wanted to lure Joan of Arc, who was rumored to be able to kill dragons, to the city of Orleans, which had already been massacred, by way of a false surrender.

Magic was responsible for killing her, while England's dragons were responsible for killing the rest.

In this way, all the hopes of France would vanish in the city of Orleans.

This is--

The city of death laid out by the English.

【You realize you must tell Jeanne about this.】

[But you soon find that you can't do this - your body can no longer support the Dragon Mask to fly. ]

[But Joan of Arc, who was unaware of this, would definitely lead her troops to Orleans. ]

[The moment she steps on the earth, she will still die here. ]

Is there really nothing that can be done?

No.

Ian, who fell to the ground with swollen eyes, looked at the traces of magic exposed by the fire and realized that he still had a chance.

Just eliminate them little by little...the magic won't work!

But this also meant that he had to drag his severely injured body and crawl across the entire city of Orleans.

"Pierre, are you crazy? You will die."

Ian laughed despite the pain all over his body.

"Fafnir, I won't die."

"Jeanne... has not had a good life yet."

After saying this, he began to move on the ground like a bug, gradually eliminating the magic directed at his sister.

In the silent night, only blood silently recorded the traces of a brother crawling.

【One day later.】

【Joan of Arc arrived in Orleans with the French army.】

"elder brother……"

Joan of Arc hadn't seen her brother for a day - and no one knew where he had gone.

But she still had to hold up the white holy flag and lead the French army across the bridge into the city of Orleans.

But what she saw next was an extremely terrifying scene.

The city of Orleans had been reduced to a ruin. Black smoke was rising from the wreckage of the buildings, silently telling of the flames that had burned the world in the past.

The corpses of several dragons were scattered throughout the city.

Some of them were completely turned into charcoal, while others were embedded in the city walls and lost their heads.

The rest were either lying in a huge pit with their necks twisted at weird angles.

Either it has become unrecognizable, or without wings, it cannot even be recognized as a dragon.

But Joan of Arc was totally oblivious to this.

She could only see Ian lying not far in front of her, his body covered in dried blood and without a single piece of intact skin.

Worse still, he was motionless.

"elder brother!"

The girl dropped her holy flag and ran in his direction.

204. Joan of Arc's Careful Probe/Miraculous Victory Streak/Awakening (4k)

— Severe pain —

——Tear——

--bleed--

A multitude of feelings intertwined in Ian's head, waking him up.

After that, what came into the boy's eyes was the light yellow wooden ceiling.

This is a very common building structure in this era.

[You realize you are not dead—it is a miracle of survival.]

[But you can clearly feel the piercing pain coming from your body from time to time. ]

[This is the aftereffect of the dragon battle. ]

"Are you finally awake?"

Fafnir's voice came from the black dragon-shaped pendant.

"I thought you would never wake up."

"Absolutely impossible."

Ian responded to his dragon face despite the pain all over his body.

"I told you... I will never die until Jeanne has a good life."

"I hope you can keep your promise." Fafnir's voice sounded a little dull.

"correct--"

"Now that you're awake...there's something I have to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Ian vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"It's not a big deal."

The black dragon-shaped pendant on the boy's neck glowed slightly.

"The battle at Orleans has already revealed too much of my power - your presence is now very thin."

"If you turn into a dragon again... you will definitely disappear completely."

"so--"

"From now on, forget my existence and don't think about turning into a dragon anymore...ever."

[The talent Dragon Corrosion has been replaced with Dragon Corrosion EX: The battle of Orleans allowed the dragon's face to be displayed beyond imagination. The next time you become Fafnir, you may disappear completely. ]

[The talent Endless Rage + has been enhanced to Endless Rage EX: This is the real dragon's rage, you no longer have doubts about it. ]

You realize that Fafnir really didn't want you to disappear - after all, he could have said nothing and taken this body.

"Thank you, Fafnir."