Chapter 591 – 005 BAD ENDING 001 the Warrior Who Became the Property of the Dragon [Fantasy/Mannequin Painting]
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There is a ritual called summoning a hero.
The fact that intelligent life forms from other worlds were called to this world whenever help was needed was fully confirmed by the records of ancient ruins that were occasionally excavated.
It has been in existence for a long time and has been continuously used, so it has been improved and simplified, but this was not the case in the Florentine continent.
The Hero summoning technology of the Floren Continent, where everyone gets along well without having to discriminate between demons and beasts, is far behind.
There were just few opportunities to interact with other continents. It’s not that magic technology hasn’t developed.
In a ritual where the help of the Goddess was absolutely necessary. Now, with your help, we have developed to a better level.
It was just biased in a different direction.
In Floren, where the formula ‘everyone but me is an enemy’ has been established regardless of whether they are of the same race or not, and whether they have horns or not, they tried to bring as many warriors as possible to one summoning ceremony.
It was a natural result since she was not a goddess who could check cooperation and qualifications by talking to each of the intelligent beings of this world one by one.
Instead of a single intelligent life form represented as a small dot on a magic circle. We targeted the ‘express bus’, which is a group vehicle in another world, and the ‘school’ building, which is equivalent to an academy.
Contrary to everyone’s expectations, the trend of Hero Summoning on the Florentine Continent quickly died out.
Of course, it was common for people from another world who had special abilities or came from another world to receive ten times more expedition bonus experience to be kidnapped and summoned. It was rare to summon a warrior at the national level.
There was no particular reason.
This was because the two countries that were at war held a summoning ceremony in a unit called ‘express bus’ and asked to solve the ‘problem’.
On the continent of Floren, which stopped summoning heroes only after the small countries around it were destroyed, there was an absolute and immutable truth that did not change even when all kinds of accidents occurred.
“A hero… Has appeared…? Well, well, well… You heard wrong? Report it properly again…!”
“Yes! Fafnir!”
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
On the continent of Floren, where the game of guessing began, the first race to be eliminated was the demon race.
While the beastmen, elves, and humans all agreed to sit in a position where they could rip off the backs of each other’s heads, the demons sat idly by themselves, unable to escape the logic of individualism and power.
The Demon King was more accurate, but it was the same expression to the point where it disappeared in the process.
It wasn’t at the level of a quick poke.
It may not be true for individuals or groups, but at the national level, they were sincere enough to carry out the Hero Summoning Ceremony together, which they had agreed not to use.
“… Investigate everything you have! What do you want, why have you been summoned? Anything you like is fine, so gather all the information you can right now!”
“Your tone! Your tone has collapsed! Master!”
The Florentine Continent, where all countries are working hard with the goal of unifying the continent. Among the demons who were the first candidates for elimination, there was one who had other thoughts.
“Aaaaah!!! Why… Why… Why does a hero come out on the day I inherited the Four Heavenly Kings from my mother…!!!”
Instead of people from another world who occasionally appear, he was not the type of person who expected to fight against a forgotten being called a hero.
Dragon Archdemon Fafnir? He was a demonic Four Heavenly Kings with just one castle.
What makes it different from humans is that it has shiny horns on both sides of its head. Unlike a succubus, it has a very thick tail.
Considering that the race that is worshiped as a guardian deity in the kingdom where the warrior summoning ritual was successful is the white dragon, it was not even a demon.
If it weren’t for the silver dragon, which had more luster and shine, he could have gone anywhere in the kingdom and had fun for the rest of his life… But thinking like that didn’t change Fafnir’s situation.
The last name was also in my mother’s name until recently.
The power he possessed was pitifully insufficient compared to the other Four Heavenly Kings.
The monsters and demons that followed my mother are not here.
The demons who followed the adult dragon’s power with loyalty left to find another master.
There was no need to mention that it was bound by a contract.
Even with the combined might of the great evil Silver Dragon, who knows how the world works, it was barely enough to send away the adventurer party who had begun to get used to adventure.
The reason why Silver Dragon Fafnir was able to roll around comfortably in a soft bed until now…
Fafnir said the reason the adventurer party did not invade his castle was because the route to the castle was blocked by the territories of other Four Heavenly Kings.
“… Sniff.”
When he thought of it that way, he felt so sorry for himself that even when he reconsidered that it was because of his name as the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon King, he felt equally sad.
I want to get under the blanket, but The lesser demon was still on his knees and had not risen.
It meant that the report was not finished.
This time, the familiar, who had asked the master to remain calm, trembled.
“Hey, the hero is coming!”
“Who’s second in line? Who’s first in line?!!”
“Everyone is dead! Fafnir!”
“Mom…”
There was no need to ask about the well-being of the third-ranking member of the Demon King’s army.
The same goes for who is in fourth place. The hero had arrived in front of the castle of Fafnir, the Great Devil of the Silver Dragon, the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings.
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If you ask who the wisest warrior is, the families that produced the warrior will fight each other. The question of whom the strongest warrior is has been answered from the beginning.
It didn’t matter whether there was a correct answer or not.
It was the default option as the ancestors summoned from another world were not still alive.
Big tits. Blonde hair and yellow eyes. I don’t know why, but it’s a personal preference for clothes that show the navel, etc.
When I asked what kind of person the hero summoned this time was, the answers I got were countless and varied.
When the condition of asking to name just one of the many characteristics was added, the expression ‘strongest warrior’ followed.
The people who made the evaluation were not the villagers who did not know exactly what a hero was or the king who asked them to defeat the demon king.
As he was an adventurer who could see the hero’s activities from afar, it was not a perfunctory promotional title.
The hero who was mistaken for a human is actually a base unit for civilization exploration. Entity name ‘Temporary name not registered.’ Due to an output error, the default name processing was applied to ‘Female Hero Mehisha’.
The energy collection device needed to use the alien’s superpowers completed the necessary information processing from the moment it understood that it was standing on a marble floor it had never seen before.
All parts where [ ] Should be used have been replaced with [Mehisa].
There was no sense of discomfort.
Although the unique identification name [ ] That has been used so far has not been erased. It was information that was not necessary for the collection process.
Unless asked, or unless someone deliberately tried to find out, it was very unlikely that Mehisha would speak first.
The [ ] That distinguishes them from each other has just disappeared. Mehisha, whose reason for coming to the Floren Continent remained the same, ran to defeat the Demon King.
When she returns to [], I wonder if the items she had will also come with her. The strange habit of always carrying a few gold coins in her pocket instead of in her inventory began the next day.
A female warrior summoned to defeat the Demon King. It was the fourth day since Mehisha, who had half-heartedly responded to the king who had apologized for summoning her and asking her to do the murder contract, entered the castle of the Four Heavenly Kings of Demons, Fafnir.
The castle that Mehisha entered for the fourth time, following a straight line from the kingdom to the Demon King, was different.
The monsters did not surround the castle as if to protect it, nor did she attack first.
I thought she changed the monster arrangement, but she wasn’t gone at all.
I know there are exceptions, but most of the monsters were low-level monsters that couldn’t communicate.
In the castle where the great devil Fafnir was staying as the owner, there were no lesser devils or goblins who had left a will saying that they would rape him or train him as a female warhorse and ride him around.
“Uh. Uh… Uh… Welcome… Welcome!!”
“?”
A female warrior summoned from another world. Mehisha encountered the great devil Fafnir.
Although she was not the heroine facing a bad ending because of a momentary mistake, she was frozen for a long time by the sight before her eyes.
Although she wasn’t the type of annoying boss who would take two of her subordinates to fight alongside her. She wasn’t the type to challenge a fair one-on-one match in the throne room.
The silver dragon was barely able to overcome the fear of encountering a slayer from this world by pressing her nails down on her thighs, which began to tremble.
The same was true for Fafnil’s familiar, who was pouring black tea on the table that had been moved to the hallway in front of the front door.
The subordinate, who appeared to be a low-level devil, had his tail tightly wrapped around her trembling hand.
“Kye… I’ve been waiting for you. Hero Mehisha…!”
“… It seems real. It’s like they knew I would come and prepared from the beginning.”
[ ] I used the knowledge of the hypnosis and brainwashing game where the female protagonists were subjected to random attacks to remember where the dragon’s weaknesses were and where the dragon heart was, but I stopped.
The Four Heavenly Kings that appeared before my eyes were different from [ ]’S memories.
I expected an indescribably intimidating silver dragon to come out, but there was only a silver dragon standing in the castle, barely holding back the words asking not to be killed.
Thanks to the rationalization processing function to assist in the smooth energy collection of [ ], I was able to easily understand it without being embarrassed.
The clue of the question was erased from Mehisha’s mind before it could come together.
It was thanks to [ ] Who sent Mehisha here.
“Well… It looks like about 20 years passed while it was loading…”
Fafnir did not question the incomprehensible mutterings of the warrior.
This is because the only plan to survive the hero has already been half-successful.
