Chapter 50

Upon closer inspection, there was a magic circle at the feet of the suddenly appearing Orobos.

Huh? Teleportation? Or did he get summoned? Or maybe he moved at ultra-high speed?

Various thoughts raced through my mind, but I couldn’t quite figure it out!

"O, Orobos! Do something!"

I shouted!

"Understood, Master."

With that, Orobos gave a thumbs up.

It felt really reassuring.

"Hmm!!"

Orobos caught the approaching lava rock dragon with both hands.

Amazing, to match the strength of such a massive creature.

"Hmmuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

"Guhooooooooooooo!!"

Both Orobos and the lava rock dragon let out groans as they pushed against each other.

It seemed to be an evenly matched contest of strength.

No, Orobos was slightly overpowering it!?

"Hmmuuuuuuuuu!!"

In the end, Orobos blew the lava rock dragon away with his strength.

The lava rock dragon tumbled backward, rolling with a rumbling sound.

"Master! Your command!"

"Run! Take me and Varak and get us out of the crater!"

"Yes, my Master, it’s a piece of cake."

Orobos immediately sprang into action.

He picked up Varak and me and, with a light leap, quickly reached the outside of the crater.

I checked on the lava rock dragon.

It didn’t seem to have any intention of pursuing us outside the crater, so we could relax for now.

"Thank you, Orobos."

"For the sake of my Master, this is a mere trifle."

"Haha..."

It’s been a while since I’ve heard Orobos say something like that.

"Anyway, I have a lot of questions for you two..."

Why did Varak try to kill me?

Where has Orobos been all this time?

Why did Orobos suddenly appear before me?

Even though we managed to escape, there are still a mountain of questions I want to ask.

"Oh, you found Orobos, huh!"

Suddenly, Clozel appeared from the sky.

"I’ve checked the area, but there’s no sign of anyone."

Clozel, who was unaware of what had happened, reported the results of her reconnaissance.

When I looked at Varak, he was glaring at me awkwardly.

He probably doesn’t want Clozel to know that he tried to kill me.

Well, I don’t intend to tell her, so it’s fine.

"Let’s head home first."

Then I’ll hear your stories.