Published at 25th of March 2019 11:08 pm

Chapter 64: Mission Complete

While resting my head on Ura’s lap, I was looking at the duel of the heavens.

At that time, the Hunter uncle muttered while having a pale face.

“Hey, kid. In the past, a certain country mobilized a hundred soldiers to subjugate one Pantherion, but they were all annihilated by that one pantherion.” (Hunter)

I’ve heard of that before. It’s a monster that even pro veteran Hunters have to deal with in a party.

“Wind dragons and ice dragons have like~, over ten times the body size, power, and energy, and they’re monsters that can even swallow pantherions whole.” (Hunter)

Even if a country sent a thousand soldiers, they wouldn’t be a match for one. That’s what a dragon is.

“Miyamoto Kendo, Niten Ichiryu Tornado Cut!” (Musashi)

Even if human type creatures have superior brains, their body power is inferior to wild monsters.

To defeat those monsters, people made armies, used cooperation, and their thoroughly tempered magic skills and sword skills.

However, this is something that really shouldn’t be allowed to happen.

The existence of a human type creature that can fight a dragon one on one, denies the existences of teams and armies.

“Gishaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” (Dragon)

“Fuu, as expected of the prideful dragon race. I admire your power and potential, despite you being a new born child.” (Musashi)

“Gisha! Gishah! Gishaaaaa!” (Dragon)

“However, I cannot lose either! My lord is waiting! I will not let anyone disturb him!” (Musashi)

Bloodthirst? Fighting spirit? No, this is *swordsman spirit that’s filling the area. (TL Note: The one from Rurouni Kenshin I think.)

An uncontrollable degree of swordsman spirit protrudes out of Musashi’s body, and it feels like you would be cut up just by touching the air.

The dragon probably sensed the danger from its wild instincts, as it’s not flying out recklessly.

However, the fact that it’s not running away shows its pride.

The dragon lowers its stance and covers its body in an intense tornado.

“That courage, splendid! Name yourself!” (Musashi)

“Gishaaru!” (Dragon)

“I will remember it, Gishaaru!” (Musashi)

No, wasn’t it just making a sound right now? Like, are you an idiot? There’s obviously no way you could actually talk to it.

“Otouto-kun, by the way, the wind dragon right now said, 『I’ll kill you』.” (Cleran)

While pitying Musashi from hearing Cleran’s answer, the fact that Musashi really is amazing, even though she’s an idiot, stayed constant.

“Here I come, Gishaaru! I give you, one swing of my soul! Niten Ichiryu Infinite Blade!” (Musashi)

Together with a violent flash of her two katanas, she cuts up the dragon’s skin with countless blades.

Incidentally, I heard that dragon scales are as hard as steel, but she steadily cuts through.

Like, I wanted to tsukkomi that it’s not one swing, but multiple swings, but her swordplay was so magnificent that I became speechless.

“Gisha………aru………” (Dragon)

The dragon’s body was mangled, and it collapsed from losing power.

It probably hasn’t died, but it’s completely unconscious.

“I admit you were strong. It has been a long time since I remember my body being cut up this much. However, who you fight for, is what decided the outcome. Once you find a master you can dedicate your blade to, have a match with me again.” (Musashi)

Well, she’s not uninjured, since her cheek and hakama was cut by the wind dragon’s wind blades.

Even so, she still defeated a dragon one on one.

What’s up with women these days.

“L, looooooooooooooooooooooooord!” (Musashi)

And then, the moment she turned around and looked at me, she jumped at me with a tearful face, as if her character completely broke.

“Ohh, Musashi, you’re amazing.” (Velt)

“Loooord, wa, was this injury given to you by Cleran! Failure! Even though I was with you, what have I done! Without being able to instantly kill the dragon and join you quickly, how can I call myself your right-hand man! I am a novice!” (Musashi)

“Ah, oi oi, you worked hard, didn’t you?” (Velt)

“Loord, loord, loord! Now that it has come to this……… I have no choice but to commit sepuuku! Ura-dono, I will count on you for the beheading!” (Musashi)

“I’m telling you, just sto-, ouchhhh.” (Velt)

After hitting her head multiple times on the ground while prostrating herself, it honestly looked like she hurt herself more than how much the dragon hurt her.

Like, what do you want? Am I that unreliable? Am I your princess? You’re underestimating me quite a lot.

“Good grief, every single one of you.” (Velt)

Although my bones are broken, even if it’s only temporary, I have to stand up right now.

With the small amount of levitation (floating) magic remaining, I prop myself up.

“Wait, Velt! Don’t force yourself to move!” (Ura)

“Loord! Loord! Loooooord!” (Musashi)

Just shut up.

“Oi, women shouldn’t take that much dignity from men.” (Velt)

“Velt? Ow! ……… Ve, Velt………” (Ura)

“Lord? Ouch! ……… Lord………” (Musashi)

“Even if their limbs get torn off, even if they’re bloody and in tatters, that’s the path the men jumped into of their own accord. Do you guys want to protect me? Or do you want to fight together with me?” (Velt)

With my bloody palms, I hit their faces.

My bloody handprint stuck onto their pretty faces.

“If you want to be with me while I’m all bloody, then you women should just silently come with me! Rather than pity my injury, just tell me I did well, smile, and high five or something!” (Velt)

Are you going to say that’s male chauvinism? I don’t care. I’m not interested in stuff like that.

So, don’t be so overprotective of me. It makes me feel pathetic.

If women cry or feel anxious for me every single time, it just makes me lose motivation.

Well, I am thankful for their feelings though.

“………………………………” (Ura)

“………………………………” (Musashi)

Ah? What, are you angry? Like, their faces are even redder than mine.

“U, ah, au……… auuu……… Ve, Velt…………” (Ura)

“Lo, lord~………… aauuu……… lyord~…………” (Musashi)

What’s up with these guys, did they break?

“Ah~, Velt, you coward. That’s, uu~, cowardly! Yeah, yeah!” (Ura)

“Loord, that is cowardly! That kind of surprise attack~, surprise attack~! My loyalty to my lord is being swayed by evil thoughts~!” (Musashi)

What are they squirming and wriggling about.

Are they holding their heads from suffering?

“Ah~, otouto-ku~n, you’re a sinful man~.” (Cleran)

“Haa?” (Velt)

“Both of them are so cu~te getting so red in the face~. Even though they completely won against the dragons, they completely lost to you~.” (Cleran)

“What are you saying at this point in time. These two should stop trying to show sex appeal so much. I already get that they love me.” (Velt)

“………… Otouto-kun………… you really do have an amazing personality. Girls that fall for you will definitely be unhappy.” (Cleran)

Anyway, Musashi and Ura are both safe. I’m alive too.

Now just………………

“Well, it seems that everyone crossed the damn minimum line.” (Farga)

What happened to him? But the moment I wondered that, he appeared.

It’s Farga.

Furthermore,

“Stupid younger brother, after crossing the point of line and death, you seem to have damn grown. Good work. For the damn demon and demi-human, well, I guess you got a passing mark.” (Farga)

Farga is uninjured.

He appeared as if nothing happened, and behind him, a fire dragon with its horns, claws, and fangs all picked off, is slowly walking behind Farga, while trembling in fear.

“Fa, Farga, that’s?” (Velt)

While everyone is dumbfounded, I ask, and Farga answers normally.

“It ended in an instant. Since this thing seemed to see the difference in power between us, it didn’t attack me anymore.” (Farga)

Oi! Ura and Musashi, who are quite injured, are making really complicated faces.

“Wait a minute! Then, does that mean Farga was silently watching our battle as a spectator!?” (Ura)

“No way! Rather than I, what would you have done if something happened to lord’s body!” (Musashi)

“Hmph, I wasn’t going to save you. Although they’re of the dragon race, they’re damn brats that were only just born. I decided that people that can’t do anything against opponents of that level, aren’t necessary for our journey from now on.” (Farga)

I didn’t notice since he was always so close to me, but this guy really is on a different dimension.

He didn’t defeat a huge dragon but instead made it fear him from the overwhelming difference in power.

That reminds me, that Four Heavenly Beast Demi-human Esamu only opened his eyes widely against Farga after all.

“Also, stupid younger brother. I was planning to save you in the worst case scenario, but I wanted you to pass through the point of life and death as much as possible. I watched your battle from midway, but you sure became quite better.” (Farga)

“Farga. Even though you’re a brocon, you were pretty strict this time.” (Velt)

“Hmph, I just thought I wanted to see your real strength from time to time. However, it’s great that you had enough power to defeat Cleran.” (Farga)

Anyway, after all said, once again, us four safely (?) joined back together.

“A~ah, it’s my complete defeat. You have a good team, Farga.” (Cleran)

Cleran said that looking somewhat refreshed.

For now, although this place was wrecked up pretty badly because of battle between Hunters………

“Man~, you guys are amazing! Geez, bro and lady are the best! It’s thanks to everyone that I’m alive!” (Dorauemon)

Well, I got the machine dragon now.

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