Choices made by a boy (2)
“You look so young. Do you think you can do it well?”
Volkov asked Rutger as he watched the blond boy running after the herders.
Although his eyes were sharp, his slightly unbalanced body showed that the boy’s vessel was not yet complete.
“It was the best appointment I could have made.”
“You mean that boy?”
Age doesn’t tell everything.
Only experience, skills, and accumulated achievements can be the criteria for determining the success of a mission.
“That’s right. “This is the guy who pulled out the death worm that was already in the ground.”
“······Death Worm.”
In that sense, among the herders currently heading towards Lindwurm, there is no one as talented as Vlad.
Rutger brought along the best dragon slayer he knew for this hunt.
“Then it would be an obvious decision.”
Volkov listened to Rutger’s words and quietly shook his head.
I thought Rutger was the only talent worthy of attention in this generation of the Bayezid family, but one more person was hidden.
“Now we can move too.”
“All right.”
Volkov, who remembered another unusual thing to report to the steelsmith, picked up his javelin and headed towards the upper part of the canyon.
“······.”
Rutger turned his head to look behind him before moving to his planned position.
Mirshea, leader of the Dragon Slayer Knights.
His blue eyes were looking at the departing Northern knights.
Calmly and coolly.
Instead of the sneer he had been harboring up until now, he was just looking at the young dragon herder who was disappearing into the snow fog with serious eyes.
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Lindwurm’s current state could be called runaway.
All living things have their own behavioral patterns, and the same goes for Lindwurm.
However, the sight of Lindwurm recklessly heading south, abandoning its established territory and ignoring its habit of following the cold, seemed to have some kind of purpose.
“It’s in front of me.”
“Let’s go back.”
Among the group here, the Knights of the Steel Ball, who were the first to begin the subjugation of Lindwurm, have been persistently pursuing Lindwurm.
Rutger was also able to obtain information from the captive barbarians through Agee and determine Lindwurm’s location.
The two knights figured out Lindwurm’s location through their information, and now it was time to take out the white dragon from there.
“Everyone, get ready!”
The knights, who succeeded in catching Lindwurm, who was resting after taking a sharp turn on their horses, began to charge towards the white dragon with a loud noise.
Grrrr-
Lindwurm, who had been in a deep sleep for a while, raised his head when he suddenly heard a sound.
Even the remnants of fallen dragons were capable of making some instinctive judgments.
Shiny armor.
And a burning wooden stick.
Wow-!
Lindwurm realized that they were not the barbarians he usually preyed upon but the sparkling humans who gave him painful memories, so he quickly stood up and roared in anger.
Lindwurm, who was persistent and threatening and remembered the javelin that eventually ripped off his scales, decided to avoid the knights rather than confront them.
The instinctive judgment that gradually became more like that of intelligence as time went by led Lindwurm to act like that.
“this.”
Vlad was a little surprised to see Lindbrüm looking like he was examining the situation rather than rushing in straight away.
Because it was showing a different side from the Death Worm, which bared its teeth at the mere sight of a human being.
Exciting-
The sight of Lindwurm moving as intelligently as his beating heart was surprising to the boy.
“It’s moving!”
“Close the sides!”
The steel ball knights, who had already missed Lindwurm once, gritted their teeth and quickly approached both sides of Lindwurm, pointing their magic torches at him.
They knew better.
If you miss Lindwurm here, where will this vicious guy come in?
Bayezid didn’t know, but Barnov knew, so the knights of the Iron Ball had no choice but to grit their teeth even more.
“now!”
The knights’ aura spread out from the left eye, which was closed, and the flame of the torch that absorbed the force began to grow menacingly.
—-!
Lindwurm took a cold breath as he looked at the knights threatening him again, but neither the time nor the situation was convenient for him to let it out.
Ahhh-!
Rather than letting out a cold breath, Lindwurm decided to move quickly to get out of the situation.
If you accelerate enough, you can easily take off the knights here.
Since he had already done this once before, Lindwurm started running out into the white snowy field without hesitation.
“Don’t let me run away!”
The knights, who were well aware of this fact, also desperately tried to block Lindwurm’s path and not give the white dragon any room to leap.
The fight between the knights and the dragon trying to occupy space has begun.
Heeheeheehee!
“Ugh!”
A knight was unable to avoid the sharp teeth and fell off his horse.
Along with the pitiful screams of the horses, red blood was splattered everywhere and was splashing onto the knights’ armor.
“Vlad! “Come to the back!”
Rutger’s knights and Vlad, who had already worked together through Death Worm, quickly filled in the gaps left by the Steel Ball knights and began to block Lindwurm.
Kyaang-! Kang!
“crazy! “It doesn’t even fit!”
“Don’t overdo it!”
Among them, there were knights who saw an opportunity and struck down Lindwurm directly, but the dragon’s scales did not easily hurt the knights.
Ahhh-!
Although it was not as good as the Death Worm, Lindwurm was also a being with scales that were incomparable to ordinary monsters.
In order to break through it, knights with a deep and strong world were needed.
“It’s breath!”
Lindwurm finally created an opportunity.
The knights who saw the nape of the neck swollen in an unusual shape quickly spread out to avoid the dragon’s breath.
“Kaaaa!”
One of Rutger’s knights was hit directly by Breath and slowly began to stop in place.
Although Dorothea’s imprint was shining, the harsh breath of the dragon would no longer allow him to participate.
“You’re stronger than last time! “You have to dodge further!”
“Why suddenly!”
The Knights of the Steel Ball were surprised to see the breath of the Lindwurm they had become even more powerful than the one they had faced.
As time passes, it becomes more clever and stronger.
The dragon’s blood, which had been dormant until now, was stimulated by something and was slowly raising its violent potential.
[You must step forward! There are no more knights to hold out!]
“Tsk!”
And here, like Lindwurm, there was another being whose blood boiled over time.
“Vlad!”
“there! “Give me a torch!”
Although they had prepared as best as they could, Lindwurm’s breath, which was much stronger than expected, was slowing down the horses’ advance.
“It’s here!”
A pitch black horse began to run out among the knights who were slowly moving away from Lindwurm with their frozen legs.
It was a move that was faster than planned and contrary to expectations, but in reality, there are times when judgment like the present is necessary.
[You have to go into the spout. The moment you turn left or right, you will be out of the canyon.]
“······driving me crazy.”
Vlad was shocked to hear the voice telling him that he should use himself as bait and drive to the mouth of the canyon, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do.
‘Will it work?’
In one hand, he held the magic torch he had received from the Knight of Steel.
And Vlad, holding Jorge’s dagger in his other hand, quickly slashed his own palm with it.
“Big!”
I heard that Mirshea imprinted the taste of human blood on Lindwurm by sacrificing barbarians.
And if this plan fails, they will use Age’s tribe as bait to catch the dragon as they wish and roam the north.
‘Fuck you!’
I want to do my best as much as you trust me.
Even though my existence is very weak.
Thinking of Rutger, who nodded toward him, Vlad raised his blood-soaked hand high.
The boy’s red-stained hand was raised high into the sky.
“It’s here!”
Red blood began to flow from the boy’s desperate gestures on the shaking horse.
“Here is the blood you want!”
Drops of blood falling from the boy’s fingertips.
Lindwurm watched with his eyes wide open as the blood dripped down and left a red trace on the white snow.
There was a thirst there that could not be satisfied with human blood alone.
It was what I had been looking for all this time.
Kaaaaah—!
The white dragon let out a ferocious roar that had never been seen before and began to rapidly accelerate towards the pitch black horse.
Like crazy.
As if all you have to do is rip off one boy.
“It’s so effective!”
[······Shouldn’t you have done that?]
Vlad quickly grabbed Noir’s reins as he saw that Lindwurm had become more ferocious than before, even though he had only cut one palm.
“run!”
The knights, already exhausted and frozen, fell behind.
······!
Noir, who realized that he was the only one now, quickly began to absorb the boy’s world.
The boy’s world is a world whose colors have not yet been determined.
But that alone would be enough to make one star float in the pitch-black night sky.
Heeeeeee-
A pure white horn began to form on Noir’s forehead as he ran at a speed that even he found dizzying.
With that, Chat Noir took a deep breath, feeling an unknown sense of liberation.
This was it.
Noir had come to visit the boy for this moment.
To become a little faster and a little more perfect.
Now, there are only two worlds running on the white snow field.
The fastest dragon, and the fastest horse.
And there is only one being who can completely fill these two worlds.
“let’s go!”
There was only one boy, his blonde hair blowing in the blowing snowstorm.
The roars of the fallen dragon and the forgotten unicorn began to echo throughout the pure white snow field.
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“coming!”
Volkov, who was quietly closing his left eye with the spears stuck in the ground next to him, heard the report from his adjutant.
“how much?”
“It’s in front of me, in 5 minutes… no.”
The deputy’s voice was trembling as he reported, looking more embarrassed than usual.
“3 minutes, no 1 minute!”
“what?”
Upon hearing the adjutant’s scream-like report, Volkov quickly pulled out a javelin and injected himself with aura.
The sight he saw with his raised right eye was truly something that would have embarrassed the adjutant.
“It’s right in front of you!
“What the heck…”
There was a blizzard blowing harshly across the white snow field.
It was a straight-line blizzard that was so fast that it even crossed the northern winds.
At the very front of the blizzard was a pitch-black horse that sparkled as it was hit by the bouncing snow.
Ahhh-!
And behind him, there was Lindwurm, whose blue eyes had suddenly changed into red eyes that seemed as if blood would drip everywhere.
They were rushing towards the canyon.
“Send a signal to Bayezid’s knights!”
The plan he had made was gone, and now all Volkov could see was the torch held up by the boy, swaying pitifully.
“They say he’s the best dragon herder…”
Volkov let out a lament-like exclamation, leaning his shoulders back sharply and raising his javelin.
“That is indeed true!”
It’s okay for plans to go awry.
As long as the results are good, everything is right.
Volkov swung his spear sharply, feeling both regret for daring to doubt and admiration for the boy.
Nettle liquid-
The javelin fired by Volkov flew into Lindbrum’s forehead as he was busy chasing after the boy.
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[come!]
Vlad, who could not even open his eyes due to the blowing headwind, quickly lowered his head with a warning voice.
Nettle liquid-
At that moment, there was a sharp sound that passed through Vlad’s ears.
That murderous sound was enough to make even Lindwurm, who was following behind, turn his head for a moment.
Wow!
Ahhh-!
Couldn’t reach it.
However, it was an attack that was enough to turn the dragon’s head with its momentum alone.
‘done!’
Although it was a failed attack, Vlad held on tightly to the torch he was holding.
Although the driving process was a mess, from now on everything was going according to plan.
Volkov’s intention is to invite the dragon into the narrow canyon.
They were cutting off the retreat route with javelins to prevent Lindwurm from turning back.
“Where are you looking!”
Vlad boldly threw away the torch he was holding, drawing Lindwurm’s attention once again.
It’s all here now.
If I can just drag this guy to the canyon in front of me, Rutger’s fiery world will be able to come to an end.
Since it is Rutger’s sword that even split the Death Worm’s outer skin, it can certainly split Lindbrum’s scales…
Kuung-!
“······100 million!”
Vlad, who was happy that his plan had almost come to fruition, lowered his head as his heart suddenly sank.
[Vlad! Why are you doing that!]
“Off…”
Despite the voice’s urging, Vlad could not easily raise his head.
Noir, who was worried about the boy’s safety, and Lindwurm, who was following behind, were slowing down and shaking their heads as if in pain.
The knights waiting for an opportunity in front of the entrance to the canyon began to look perplexed as they saw Vlad and Lindwurm panting for no particular reason.
‘What the hell is this!’
My vision narrows to black, anxiety and fear as if my heart stops.
Vlad had to grit his teeth in response to the strong warning from his instincts.
Don’t run anymore.
Don’t move forward any further.
“Oh my…fuck.”
Trying to ignore the warning coming through his heart, Vlad forced his cackling neck up and looked at the source of the energy.
There was a point that my pounding heart pointed to.
Deep inside the canyon, a man stands in front of weeping barbarians.
The man’s blue eyes were smiling fiercely as he looked at the boy.
A force that only a dragon could feel was weighing down the boy and the white dragon.
