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    CILII.

    A few hours before the incident occurred.

    The two-horned dragon suddenly said that he would raid the lair of the dragon that had fled in a hurry due to death or betrayal.

    Of course, each vault that held the treasure was enchanted, but what if Lord was determined to raid the vault? Is there a dragon’s treasure vault that wouldn’t open?

    The reason she suddenly decided to raid Dragon Lair as if she was vowing something like this was absurd. No, it was a little strange. At least from my perspective.

    “So the Dragon Lord doesn’t have any cash?”

    It’s because of that person, Pope Judas, who suddenly shows up and starts talking about this and that.

    “Gems already have the same value as cash on the continent, among humans. So I don’t think it’s appropriate to say there is no cash.”

    “But there are no gold coins or mithril coins?”

    “Profit!”

    “If by any chance the last evidence had suddenly ordered one day, ‘Buy the lands west of Alfonso’s empire!’, you wouldn’t have been able to listen to it.”

    no.

    I wouldn’t give such an order, and honestly, you can buy it with gems even if you don’t have gold. And there’s also mithril.

    But Toppuppy doesn’t look at me and just sits there, lost in thought, with a gloomy expression on his face.

    Why are you like that again?

    They thought it was quite serious, so they just watched in silence, but it was quite a sight.

    “The penniless Dragon Lord claims to be the last wallet of evidence. How shameless.”

    No? Does the word shameless even fit there in the first place?

    And the two-horned thing isn’t my wallet?

    “What would you do if the last witness asked you to buy Alfonso’s empire tomorrow?”

    Stop it! You crazy shota pope!

    Why did you ask me to buy something like that in the first place!

    And can money buy that?

    “There is a way.”

    What method are you looking for!

    “Huh? Surely it’s not some simple, ignorant, or even one-dimensional method of exchanging gems for money?”

    “Of course not.”

    What else is obvious?

    Haa… … Do whatever you want.

    “We will organize the rares of dead or corrupted dragons.”

    “Huh? What the heck?!”

    “Please wait.”

    “I think this is also a failure?”

    I don’t know what the point of such a thing was, but the determined Touburi started to flirt with the two dragons for a while.

    Pope Judas, who had been staring blankly at the sight, made the face of a gambler who had gone all-in and lost all his money—why not?—and then greeted me politely and left the mansion.

    He stopped the three as they were about to leave the mansion and asked them.

    “Where are you going? Why are there three of you?”

    The answer I got back was that the lairs of dragons that had died or escaped were scattered all over the continent.

    For example, there were lairs in the Killite Mountains in the northeast of the continent, but there were also lairs in the Cocytus Mountains in the west.

    So the three of them divided up the areas appropriately?

    The two-horned one that I have spoken about so far,

    “I will definitely buy you the continent!”

    And then it disappeared. Through teleportation.

    “No, I said I don’t need it? I don’t live on the continent!”

    Of course, my voice could no longer reach Toppong. Only the Arcanas who were watching were laughing out loud.

    The fastest one was, of course, the Two-horned. Despite outnumbering the other dragons by two orders of magnitude, the Two-horned managed to clear the warehouse in less than an hour.

    And the silver dragon, the one we started calling White, arrived 30 minutes later.

    But the red dragon we call Red didn’t come back for over an hour after Two-Horn arrived.

    “I hope something went wrong?”

    “According to Lord’s power, life is not in danger.”

    “Really? Then shall we eat?”

    When I was about to eat the food that was just prepared, I vowed to persecute him if he came like that.

    “Kaaah!”

    The red dragon returned to the mansion with a scream.

    Even though Red is a dullard with a short temper and no sense, there aren’t many beings on the continent right now who can make him scream.

    Knowing that, the Arcanas rushed in.

    Additionally, Catherine’s family, who had been gathered at the dinner table, were evacuated out of the mansion under the escort of the guardians.

    Red’s whole body was burning, emitting black smoke as if he had been burned all over.

    The fact that he was able to move here in this state was so serious that it made one exclaim, ‘As expected of a dragon!’

    “What is this? Why is it like this?”

    “Everyone step back!”

    Toppuri and Hayang, who had been running towards him for treatment or out of concern, stopped in their tracks at Hwang-i’s shout.

    “Purification!”

    “Kkaaah!”

    Red screamed even louder in pain from Hwang-yi’s divine magic, and he twisted his whole body until he was about to roll on the floor.

    “Tsk. Catena.”

    The witch’s magic unfolded.

    Matte black chains appeared all over his body, binding Redyi, and Hwangyi’s divine magic shone with an even more splendid light.

    After nearly ten minutes of Huang Yi pouring out his magic, the black smoke disappeared from Red Yi’s body and his screaming stopped.

    “What is this?”

    “Contaminated.”

    “No, I can tell just by looking at it. So why?”

    Black smoke rising.

    Black tendons or veins that stick out as if they were poking through the skin of the face.

    Eyes tinted a cloudy black.

    When I first saw Red, I could tell that he was either contaminated or a demonic being.

    But there is no reason.

    As I said before, our Red is a bit impatient, a bit lacking in love, and a bit clueless.

    He’s not that kind of guy.

    “Hmm… . It doesn’t seem like the contamination started from the inside, but rather the contamination was trying to penetrate from the outside. It wasn’t intentional.”

    When Hwang, who had been observing the red one for a long time, came to that conclusion,

    “Ugh. Damn it!”

    Red came to his senses.

    “What happened?”

    “Ah? Ah! Oh, I’m alive!”

    “Thanks to our Hwang and Santa. Can you explain?”

    “Ah! Yes! So, Zyle. As soon as you enter Zyle’s lair.”

    “As soon as you get there?”

    “I lost my mind.”

    Should I just knock him out again?

    “That’s not all?”

    I asked that with a hint of anticipation,

    “Huh? That’s it?”

    “That’s what the red one answered.”

    Should I kill him?

    Huh? Should I just kill him?

    “New, thought! I remembered!”

    Red, who had barely noticed that my expression was quickly hardening, shouted:

    “What is it?”

    “It was fine until the entrance to the lair. The moment I entered the lair, I lost consciousness.”

    I guess I’ll just have to kill him.

    No, I shouldn’t kill him, I should beat him.

    “Brother.”

    Just as I was thinking about that, the voice calling me was May’s.

    “Let’s go there.”

    “Huh? Really?”

    “Yeah. I want to look into it.”

    “… Hmm. Okay. ”

    So we used the magic of the two horns to go to the lair of the blue dragon called Zyle. We left the red dragon, who was healed but still needed to rest, in the mansion in case of an emergency.

    With the light, we arrived at a place full of steep cliffs and strangely shaped rocks.

    In front of us there was a wall that looked like part of a cliff.

    “This way.”

    The two-horned man extended his hand toward them and guided them.

    under.

    Now I know this much.

    This is clearly a cliche where the wall is an illusionary magic and you can go inside.

    “Then.”

    “Huh?”

    But when the two-horned creature stomps its foot on the ground, the stone floor vigorously shakes and the field of vision gradually increases.

    After about 20 seconds of my vision clearing up, I was able to see.

    A huge cave with its mouth wide open as if it were an entrance.

    “Fuck.”

    “Master?”

    It was a moment when things got dirty.

    “Wait. Wait.”

    It was May who stopped the two-horned man who was about to enter the entrance. May turned her gaze back and looked at the Pope.

    “Yes. It’s a trap.”

    The answer came from the Pope.

    “This energy. I guess.”

    May hesitated for a moment, opening and closing her mouth repeatedly, and then turned to the bull.

    “Dragon Heart. Is that it?”

    I spoke to him.

    “Dragon Heart… is that it?”

    “Yeah. That’s why I think you and Red can’t feel it. We can feel it, but you can’t feel it.”

    Yes, that’s right.

    In fact, Topuri and Hayang tried to go inside as if they knew nothing.

    And he did it in a rather rushed manner.

    Isn’t that strange?

    It is said that Whitey and the Dragon Lord, who can be called ancient dragons, do not feel the strangeness that the Arcanas feel.

    I, too, feel a lump of unpleasantness inside me the moment I hear the word ‘trap’ from the Arcana.

    It’s like someone took a huge shit.

    “Wait. The two-horned one.”

    As May said this, she pulled out a huge sword made of wood from thin air.

    “Hey!”

    Then he threw the thin, long sword into the mouth of the horse, without performing any magical work.

    Pachichichichik! Hwaruruk!

    But unexpectedly, from inside, the sound of electric discharge and the sound of something burning could be heard competitively.

    “Huh! Azira.”

    They neither took out the flag nor recited the long incantations as before.

    I just called out the name of the God General of the Year Gapjin.

    However, a dragon-faced creature with the same face as before appeared in front of the sword that Mei had thrown and pulled out a long, thin sword that was stuck in the ground.

    The thunder calls for thunder, and pure white thunder gathers around the sword made of bricks, as if the god of thunder were charging his lightning.

    Flash―!

    The moment he swings his sword that he has held high, the darkness that filled his insides is split by the pure white lightning that bursts out.

    Oh my god.

    The moment when something hits something in the cave and the sound resonates and rings loudly.

    “Hey. Migira!”

    This time, Mei throws the Blue Dragon Sword made of wood and calls out the name of the God General of the Tiger.

    Then, before the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade could even hit the ground, a tiger-faced god appeared and swung the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade as well.

    Zzzz! Zzzzz! Zzzzz! Zzzzz!

    The sound of a thick iron door being knocked on, heard several times, changes into the sound of walnuts breaking.

    “Hehehe. It’s done. Bring it.”

    The intimidating and awe-inspiring May had seemed to disappear from her appearance and she returned to her lively self.

    And what the two kidneys brought was a half-broken, messy blue and black gem the size of a child’s head.

    “This is.”

    “Why Zyle’s Dragon Heart?”

    “Step back for now. Purification.”

    When Hwang-i, who had been behind until now, steps forward and uses divine magic, the black mass in Dragon Heart disappears as if it was erased.

    After the purification was complete, Toppuri and Hayang ran towards the Dragon Heart and stared at it for a long time.

    “This?”

    The moment Toppuri took his eyes off Dragon Heart and looked at Hayang,

    “That’s right.”

    Hayang answered like that without any reason.

    “Excuse me. Hayang? Can you explain what’s correct?”

    This time, fortunately, it wasn’t just me who didn’t understand. May asked with a curious look on her face.

    “The spell engraved here belongs to our clan.”

    “Dragon?”

    “No. It belongs to our clan, the Silver clan.”

    “Turi. S.”

    “Huh?”

    Those gathered here did not miss the sound of the two-horned beetle mumbling something incomprehensible.

    “Among the first dragons to betray, there are Silver Clan members Turi and S. Of them, Turi is dead, and S is still alive.”

    “I see. Wait. Are there any more rares that Red hasn’t seen yet?”

    “Yes, there is.”

    “Among them, is there a rare of a slain dragon included?”

    “Yes.”

    “This. I guess we should go together more?”

    What I said seemed reasonable at first glance. Just a moment ago, Topuri and Hayang had failed to detect the trap.

    That was because it was a trap made of mana power familiar to dragons called Dragon Heart.

    But the problem is,

    “I’m sorry.”

    The two-horned man apologized to me as if he had done something very wrong,

    “Sorry, I’m sorry. Please save me!”

    Looking at that kind of bully, Hayang seemed to misunderstand that I was the kind of person who would get angry over such things.

    “No!”

    To my answer of denial,

    “As expected, the sin of bothering the master while being a slave is death.”

    “I said no?!”

    Hey, Inma! It’s not you who said no!

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