Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 395
The first to notice the abnormality was the flying dragon pilot..
When I started to worry about the health of his back and neck as he frequently turned his head to talk to me behind him, he smiled heartily and stopped moving his head, which should have been turned forward again, to look behind me. Perhaps if he had been a silent person like the second drake pilot in my life, he would have noticed much later..
"customer! It seems like something unexpected has happened!"
I couldn't see his expression because of the goggles and cold weather gear he was wearing, but his voice, which had been cheerful until a moment ago, had lost all playfulness and was filled with only seriousness. Although I was surprised by the sudden change in attitude, I looked back and saw three flying dragons slowly rising from below, like dots..
"Is it a wild drake??"
It's not even a city, so there's absolutely no reason for a flying dragon pilot to suddenly pop out of a place like that. I wondered if there was a drake habitat nearby, but the answer I got back was not very pleasant..
"no! Someone's riding! The problem is that I don't have the proper equipment! They may be hunters who illegally hunt drakes and hand them over to local nobles.!"
Come to think of it, I heard that in local areas, there are often nobles who secretly catch and learn how to ride a dragon to take the dragon knight exam. Of course, it was illegal, but if you could produce a dragon knight without being caught, the reputation of that family would rise sharply, so it was almost like a kind of private education..
Even if you become a drake knight and leave the family at the same time, there is a big difference between having the ability to raise a drake knight and not having the ability to do so. From their perspective, they probably want to use every expedient method..
Even so, do you really see that? I don't have bad eyesight either, but it wasn't easy to see what was on the back of the flying dragon that was rising vertically. As with Gies, the basic condition of a drake pilot may be very healthy eyes..
However, when the flying dragons stopped rising and started to follow us while remaining level, we noticed that there were two people riding on them, just as the flying dragon pilot said..
"Haha... If you think that nothing will happen to me from now on, you'll be fine.."
The problem was that the rider was not a human, but a demon. Unless they're wearing Viking horned helmets or something. I used magic power, hoping for just one possibility, but the magic that could be clearly sensed even from afar completely crushed my hopes..
"It's a demon!"
"Ma?!... Holy shit! Hold on tight, guests.!"
Should we really say that this is a job managed directly by the royal family? The flying dragon pilot did not panic, but instead lowered his body and accelerated. It wasn't at a slow pace until just a moment ago, but as I decided to do so and started to speed up, the distance started to widen with the dragon of the demons that seemed like it would catch up at any moment..
I was secretly impressed, wondering if this was a difference in technology, but looking at the flying dragon pilot who didn't let go of his nerves even as the distance began to widen, I didn't think it would be easily resolved..
And sure enough, as soon as the demon flying at the front looked back and made a gesture, their speed also increased and my worries became reality. Thanks to this, the situation became quite tense, but I couldn't help the questions that came to mind..
"Where on earth did they get the drake from Ethisel??"
"I heard a story a few years ago that the Demon King, who had a bitter experience with being a dragon knight, started breeding dragons! Could it have been smuggled in when the Mandeli port was attacked?!"
So does this mean that he was riding in the air with the drake he had secretly brought in and then showed up to attack a passing drake pilot? These guys are meticulous enough to hide their traces from the Senerans, who even use tools to expertly track magic power, and they barely manage to catch a drake pilot.?
Of course that couldn't be possible. Unless they are a separate group from the things that were looking for me, their target is clearly me. This cheerful friend was unluckily caught up in it..
Looking at the gradually decreasing distance, which may have been an attempt at some kind of magical reinforcement, the possibility of shaking them off and running away was infinitely close to zero, so I took a deep sigh and asked the flying dragon pilot..
"Do you know how to fly on your back??"
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Marsh, who has been a member of the Demon Lord's Army Special Task Force and has been the leader for quite some time, smiled as he looked at the goal that was quickly approaching..
By the time he chose to run away, the game had already been decided. You wouldn't know if the situation had escalated into a melee, but at this speed, just by changing his direction a little, the distance will be narrowed in an instant, and you won't even be able to respond properly..
The moment he hesitates to try swinging his sword, the flying dragon he is riding will rip off a part of his body. Still, she couldn't let her guard down, so she gave an order to Yawell, who was riding behind her..
"Think about losing a limb or two and prepare your magic! I will take care of the rest.!"
"I will prepare with freezing magic.!"
In fact, it was Yawell who was doing the same job as an adjutant in a unit without the rank of adjutant, so it was quick to figure out her intentions. Marsh nodded her head in satisfaction and pulled out the mace and sword she had hung from the drake's saddle..
It was then that a change occurred in the goal in front of me..
"Raise the altitude...?"
The dragon, which seemed to keep running forward, suddenly began to soar. The subordinates flying next to him shouted, unable to hide their embarrassment, at the reaction of the guy who did not change direction by making a sharp turn, but simply increased altitude with the intention of going all the way to the sky..
"Leader! How do I do this!?"
"Fuck, what can I do! follows!"
It's not like he could shoot a bow anyway, and if he had a magical means of counterattacking, he would have been put in check long ago. Not only that, no matter where he ended up, all they could do was close the distance as much as possible to attack the drake or use magic, so he couldn't even look at the situation just because he suddenly flew up..
As soon as the decision was made, three drakes soared upward..
"Yawell! The magic is?!"
"It's dangerous to shoot like this! Must be at least at the same altitude or closer...!"
"Damn it, did he even expect this! When you're ready, don't ask, just shoot!"
It wasn't a bad decision if the goal was to avoid an immediate attack, but in the end it was just a struggle. Marsh, who was rising vertically with the intention of knocking him down by hitting him with his body if he couldn't figure it out, was met with a target who was looking at him and turning his head..
The sight of him staring at the enemy without panicking or fear was not that of a coward giving up and running away, but that of a warrior looking for an opportunity..
"under! What a waste of a man.!"
I would have liked it a lot if I had seen it in a different form..
While I was thinking about this and understanding the decreasing distance, the other person took the next action. And contrary to her resolve to respond in any way no matter what form of counterattack she made, Marsh's thinking stopped for a moment due to that action..
It had to be that way. Because falling from a flipping dragon was not within the scope of predictions..
'Did it fall by mistake? Or are you planning another trick? But what tricks are possible in this sky??'
While her thoughts could not keep up with the unexpected situation, a hand reached out from behind her. As soon as she judged that she could hit enough to faithfully carry out the captain's orders, Yawel, who created the ice arrow, cast her magic. Thanks to this, Marsh was able to shake off her embarrassment and decide his next move..
The altitude is high enough. Even if it gets hit by that attack and falls, you will be able to catch it before it falls to the ground and becomes unrecognizable. Now I had to be careful not to let that guy fall and hit the flying dragon and fall with him..
Just as Marsh had barely decided that his job was not 'combat', something shot out of the man's waist..
Even though he was very nervous, Marsh couldn't really see what it was. All she could see was her fluttering ice shards and Yawell's arm reaching out to her ear, twisting grotesquely before bursting open like her rotten fruit..
It was only after a while that I realized that the damage was caused by an unidentified projectile thrown by an enemy, that not only Yawel's arm but also his shoulder was torn off with that single blow, and that Yawel was thrown off the dragon's back, unable to overcome the pain and shock..
No, it only took a few seconds to be exact, but it felt like an eternity..
Marsh, who almost instinctively turned his head back to understand the situation, exercised patience, fixed his gaze, and went on the defensive, crossing the weapons in both hands..
Even if I didn't want to know, I had no choice but to know what that crazy guy falling from the sky meant by pulling out the ax on his back instead of just throwing a single projectile..
He literally intended to engage in a 'dogfight'..
"Fucking dog, you're such a crazy bastard.!"
The enemy who seemed like a good-natured warrior just a moment ago began to look like a maniac, igniting the fear within her. Feeling cold sweat running down her spine, Marsh ignited her fighting spirit by shouting the enemy's name with all her might to overcome the creeping fear..
"Eldmiaaa!"
If I didn't do that, I didn't have the confidence to deal with the reality that I might fall to the bottom after a collision with that guy. She was afraid of that reality because dying in a fight was completely different from dying by falling from an abnormal height..
The answer that came back was a vicious ax blow..
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