Dragon’s Bloodline Chapter 78

Disgrace

There was a full moon out that night.

With each swing of the sharpened blade, skin was torn and organs spilled out together with a tepid fragrance.

A man clad in hide, wielding a sword. However, what he used to slice his victims apart… were his lengthy nails.

He sensed the presence of a strong person.

With the sign of an overwhelmingly strong person heading his way, Ordo immediately vanished.

The first to arrive on the scene of that appalling slaughter was Carla, leading an order of knights.

“This one’s still breathing!”

Those who could use recovery magic started healing the critically wounded.

In front of an injured boy laid a woman whose eyes had lost their light.

It didn’t succeed every time. However, sometimes, Carla’s magic was able to call souls back.

“It’s a miracle…”

The people worshiped Carla much like a goddess.

“Hah, amazing. You really are a saint.”

Carla readied herself for battle. She hadn’t noticed the man’s existence until he had already closed in.

Perhaps, this was the person to cause this disaster.

“Ah, that name’s Ordo. Demon General Ordo. I’m not a general right now, though.”

“Why, to do something like this…”

This was no fight. It was a slaughter.

“Me?”

“Yeah.”

Ordo wore a cruel, calculated smile.

Carla’s complexion changed. She had used too much of her magical power on revival magic.

“Carla-sama, we’re here too!”

The knights ran forward. However, with a single swing of Ordo’s sword, they were brought to their knees.

Strong.

The only one who could win against him right then was her. That’s what Carla concluded.

Then, she pulled out her Dragon Destroying Sword, Ekudra.

And so, the battle began.

Comparing sword skill alone, Carla’s was higher.

“It was worth waiting for a full moon.”

A werewolf.

With strength easily surpassing a human’s limit, Carla’s fight became a defensive one.

(Serge, thank you.)

Using her remaining magical power, she fought Ordo.

Her blade somehow made contact with Ordo’s body.

Considering their endurances, the one to lose would, before long, be her.

Carla felt the need to take a risk.

She injected all of her magical power into her sword and temporarily deprived her opponent his view with magical fog.

Using that chance, she struck with all her might.

Carla’s sword penetrated Ordo’s abdomen.

The next moment.

“Aaaah—!”

“Hahaha, man, that was close. You would’ve hit my heart if you hit a bit higher.”

Even while saying that, Ordo slowly pulled the sword out of his abdomen.

Despite being tormented by pain, Carla used a small recovery magic. If she didn’t stop her right arm’s bleeding, she would bleed out.

“Uu… aaah—!”

“You don’t have enough magical power right? I planned this fight after all.”

Did he realize her intent?

“Uu….”

Despite sweating in pain, she glared at Ordo.

“Good, good, gooood!”

“Carla-sama!”

The knights surrounding them rushed at Ordo. However, Carla wasn’t even able to stop them.

Despite Ordo still holding Carla in the air by a single hand, the knights were all blown away like flies.

It was a stomp.

Right before her eyes, everything fell apart.

“Are you vexed? At being so… powerless?”

Carla’s skin, more fair than white snow, was exposed to the moonlight.

“Carla-san!”

He’d long since hit his limit.

It traveled at a speed that couldn’t be dodged. But even so, his fur covered by fighting spirit repelled the attack.

Even so, not taking Serge lightly, Ordo cast Carla aside and exploded towards Serge at an alarming speed.

Serge had increased his speed to the limit through acceleration magic.

If he weren’t reinforced, he would likely have died.

(Dammit… I’m so weak…)

(Nee-chan…)

“Now then, how about we continue? At any rate, I was told not to kill you.”

Ordo took his claw and… pierced it through Carla’s chest.

Ordo explained happily. Carla could do nothing but desperately endure the pain.

Ordo muttered in delight.

“—… hah…”

Ordo moved his finger about inside Carla’s body.

He followed her organs one by one. The pain of her abdominal muscles being cut one by one had practically already paralyzed her.

Even while sexually disgracing Carla’s insides, Ordo spoke as though innocent.

“I’ll put it in here. Don’t worry, I won’t kill you… Rather, it’ll probably feel great.”

Even so.

She held on to something, even if her own spirit died, she would still hold on to it.

Serge was likely still alive. If he met Ria, this man would definitely be stopped.

—Ria.

—Just one more time.

—I want to see you…

In the next moment, Ordo was blasted away from an impact to his side.

She knew the cause of it due to the person standing before her.

Carla’s eyes caught sight of a girl.

She stood there, her back catching the silver moonlight.

The black-haired girl said nothing. She simply healed the unmoving Carla.

Ordo, having crashed into a wall, stood up from the debris. He hadn’t received any damage from the attack.

And as for Ria—

She shook.

But right now, that was impossible.

She couldn’t endure her quakes.

There was no emotion to it.

It was a unilateral declaration.