Dragon’s Bloodline Chapter 79

Rage

Ria was angry.

It was more pure, a burning anger that desired nothing but to erase their existence from this world.

Ria’s voice was rather calm as she said that.

She only healed the most severe of Carla’s wounds.

She came. Ria’s current anger was almost enough to erase that joy, however.

Saying that, Ria stood up.

She unsheathed Nagasone Kotetsu.

Fear caused by an overwhelming existence. A dragon, for instance. At that time, he was saved by the Demon King. [1]

That meant… this woman standing before him… was the same as the Demon King?

Impossible.

“Aaah!”

It was a desperate roar in attempts to escape from his fear.

Contrasting that, Ria took the opportunity, swinging her katana with a speak that Ordo couldn’t even react against—

Then, it was stopped.

By a golden, orichalcum long sword.

Between Ria and Ordo—

—stood a man in a gold mask.

*

It was a sudden appearance.

The one to protect her enemy was an enemy as well. That was her natural conclusion.

However, Ordo informed her.

(So this is the Demon King, huh?)

“Don’t stop me!”

“I apologize, so could you sheathe your blade? I still don’t want to lose him.”

“Impossible.”

The man was strong. Very possibly stronger than any enemy she had met before.

“Please? There’s no mistaking that you are stronger than him. But I also want to protect him.”

That exclamation came from Ordo.

The Demon King’s shoulders seemed to droop a little. Then, facing Ria, he spoke.

Saying that, he withdrew.

Even so, Ordo’s pride was protected. Ordo was a man that put more importance in his pride than his own life. Even if that pride was a distorted one.

Once again, Ria swung her katana at Ordo.

Splattering, it was severed.

“Guaaah!!”

While he was screaming, this time his left arm was severed from the elbow.

She was beyond angry.

She slashed the man who had lost both of his hands diagonally from shoulder to waist.

Split in two, the man’s torso slid off.

*

No longer interested in him, Ria ran over to Carla.

“Ria…”

She didn’t seem to have any problems with her respiratory organs. Her beautiful skin was torn in many places. It would need to be recovered slowly so that there wouldn’t be any traces left.

Carla pointed her eyes towards something.

He turned towards them slowly. If it came to a fight, Ria might not might be able to win.

“I am sorry.”

“And for giving him a warrior’s death, you have my gratitude.”

It seemed that behind that mask, the Demon King was truly sad.

Once Ria took his life with her katana, her anger started dispersing. However, not fighting the Demon King wasn’t an option.

“Is your name Ars?”

The Demon King easily confirmed it.

“Why are you saving humans?”

His voice was quiet.

“I also wanted to save him.”

He was grieving.

“Do you want to fight with me as well? Frankly, he injured my woman. My anger isn’t fully settled.”

“Do you think that I’ll just let you leave?”

“I’ll tell you one thing.”

“The Millennium is three years from now.”

“The layer of permafrost will thaw and the demon tribe’s invasion will begin. You should prepare for it.”

The Demon King floated into the air. Ria, thinking that she wouldn’t allow him to leave, was weakly gripped by Carla.

Without Ria’s healing magic, there would be people who would die if left as they were. She couldn’t chase the Demon King.

“I want to survive the Millennium.”

“And beyond that, the Great Collapse as well.”

“You all as well, please get stronger. To keep sacrifices to a minimum.”

“Until we meet again.”

And so he flew away into the empty sky.

“Ria, Serge and the others—”

After concealing Carla’s naked body with a cloak, she hurried over to the fallen knights.

It fortunately only ended with him receiving a brain concussion. However, he fell into depression due to his powerlessness.

None of the knights had any injuries that were too horrible either. Other than the first surprise attack, they were probably went easy on.

Ria just then noticed something abnormal.

“Great Collapse… what…?”

*

Halt landed in a forest far away from Cornada.

He cremated Ordo’s remains. What could he say to his wife and children? Halt had a headache. He didn’t want to get used to doing this, but that had wound up happening.

“You were the Demon King?”

“Ferna-san…”

Pulling out her sword, she turned it towards Halt.

“I am sorry.”

She had to fight him.

“I don’t want to fight…”

Ferna muttered, weakly.

Halt removed his mask. His usual calm face was still there, the same as ever.

“If you don’t want to fight me, you don’t need to. Because I want to make a world without fighting.”

“You’re wrong. Not mankind’s enemy, not the world’s enemy… no.”

“True, I might be the world’s enemy. However, I am not going to allow the world to just meekly walk into the Millennium.”

They were tired of life, the eyes of an immortal.

“You approve of the Millennium? People and demons killing each other in order to cycle souls… You approve of this system, not thinking of anything new?”

“I do not approve of it. I will fight it.”

Ah, so this was anger.

Ferna had already forgotten it—nay, she had tried to.

While believing that, a thought sprung forth from the depths of her body.

Tolerating even such a horrific murderer, if it’s this person, would he tolerate the Millennium’s mass slaughter as well?

“The Black Cats? I split from them. Neither Azel nor Shana followed me.”

It wasn’t a wonder, it might even be natural. This way, the world will overcome the Millennium. To avoid the Great Collapse.

Ferna spoke clearly.

“You?”

“Yes!”

“Please, let me go with you.”