As children, we all hear bedtime stories. From parents, siblings, and adults around us, we all know the story somewhere.

　A long time ago, there was a dragon with an evil name.

　The dragon ruled the continent with more than a thousand demonic tribes. His breath could turn the earth to scorching heat and the air to poison. Even fate was in his hands.

　He would go to the depths of treason. The story of Vriligant, the great evil dragon, whose heart will be crushed to death by the one god Altius.

　Every child hears the story and asks their parents, sometimes excited, sometimes frightened.

　What would happen if the evil dragon were to return now?

　--The answer to that question is about to be revealed here.

　The capital of the Borvat dynasty. Soldiers, citizens, and even the magical beasts that had survived and escaped were watching.

　The dragon opened its great jaws and stretched out its body from Mount Bephimus. A huge body, far away, but clearly visible. And the dragon's roar echoing in my ears.

　Everything I could perceive was bizarre. None of it seemed out of this world. Everyone was simply overwhelmed by the sight that met their eyes. Even the demonic beasts greeted the king's return not with joy, but with agitation.

　The sight of the Great Demon Vriligant is so vivid and shocking that it makes you want to throw up.

　Everyone thought back to the stories they had heard as children. The myth of the dragon that pierces the sky.


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　Dragon's breath. A breath that neither burns nor destroys, but simply takes away the enemy's existence and extinguishes it.

　If you want to take it head on, you have to be prepared to be annihilated. That's the threat.

　So why am I still alive when I see it right in front of me? The jewel Agathos was drifting in the air, letting out a ragged breath. The jewels that fluttered around him were desperately glittering and crawling in Vriligant's blind spot.

　The wizard beside him was saving his life as well.

"Oh, I see. That's terrible. That's the dragon, and that's Vriligant.

　If you're looking for the best way to get the most out of your business, you're going to have to look at the best way to get the most out of your business. You can find a lot of things that you can do to make your life easier.

　But the way he exhaled smoke from his majestic magic sword and smiled is too demonic. How can you laugh? Against that thing. Against that monster.

　Speaking of which, I thought I heard his voice the moment I put Breath in my sight.

　Agathos opened his mouth to mutter.

"Well. So you did something to him. ...... Well, thank God. So what's with the smile? So what's with the smile? Did you just think of a clever way to get away?　Or are you trying to make an enemy out of an awakened Vriligant? Well, if you're that stupid, then I guess it's okay to take it easy.

　Agathos's sarcasm and resignation were blatant. The first corner of the eye shows a flash of regret as she bites the edge of her lip.

　Her goal of rescuing Fialat was contingent on Vriligant remaining unawakened. The first thing you need to do is to look at your eyes.

　At this point, no matter what the jewel, the only thing it could do was retreat. The only thing it can do is retreat. It can't even care about the wheel of labour anymore.

　I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel regret or humiliation. To think that I, the perfect jewel, would be forced to concede defeat without achieving my goal. But the opponent is too bad.

　In response to Agathos' blushing words, Lugis responded lightly.

No, no, no, it's amazing. It's just like the evil dragon I heard about in my sleep. It's exciting... So, how do we kill it?　Agathos.

　As if in admiration. And yet, as if biting into his words, Lugis spoke. He was like a child who had just seen a treasure trove.

　There was a moment of dismay, and then a moment of rage at the thoughtlessness. Agathos pursed his lips as if to let out the intense emotions swirling in his chest.

　You don't understand anything.

　How strong that evil dragon was, how he had no enemies, how he reigned. The demon is no threat to him. They're just more powerful than the rest.

I told you. I told you I would have killed him a billion times if he would have died just by you slashing him around. How are you going to fight when you have to crawl on the ground without me? You can't even reach his neck!

"Why don't you just let me float away?　Besides, Agathos, there's no one in this world you can't kill. Anybody can be killed.

　What kind of certainty is that? Compared to my opponent, I'm no more than a small insect.



　Of course, we can't say that we can't kill Vriligant, because Althea had already killed him once. But that doesn't mean that we can't do it, too.

　Just as Vriligant was a monster, Althea was more than a monster. This is not a case of the weak overcoming the strong.

　It is impossible for the weak to defeat the strong in the world.

　But Lugis still says.

"If it's impossible according to Providence, then it's not impossible if it's anti-Permian. Agathos, where are you going to run away from here?

　At these words, Agathos felt as if he had been struck in the heart. A cold sweat ran down his cheek.

　If he had escaped from Vriligant, he would have to go down to a similarly powerful person next. That is, a spirit god who has lost his mind, or a great spirit who lives only in the Elven forest. But either way, they are far from their prime.

　How can he compete with Vriligant, who has now consumed his heart? Perhaps he will only end up running away until his last breath.

"Agathos, I know better. A convenient tomorrow will never come. There is only today, only today. Listen, I'm going to kill that dragon now. Today will be a great day.

　Should I call it power or momentum? Without thinking, Agathos gasped and opened his jewel-like eyes.

　Apparently, Lugis was beginning to grasp at a corner of his memory. He's closer now than he ever was. There might have been something in the gears.

　Agathos thought. This must be the reason why Fialat is so devoted to this man. A strong ego and will that could be considered a curse. The heat and words that could incline the hearts of others.

　For a moment, Agathos felt as if he were being pinched in the chest. Is he really capable of killing? If it's this man. Could he do it?

　Agathos put his fingertips to his mouth naturally. If he wanted to save Fialat, there was certainly no time like the present. The more time that passes, the more she will turn into the heart itself. Then she won't be her anymore.

　So now, as it begins to drive, is our last chance.

　He let out a light exhale. Agathos made the jewels sparkle more, increasing their number. Then he stretched his neck. The dragon's jaws above him, looking up.

　I'm sorry, but I don't care about you.

"I'm sorry, but I can't be bothered with you. That's why I'm so desperate.

You'll do it even if I say you can't. Yes, for the sake of Master Fialaert and Master Lugis.

　Leu responded as if he was smiling. Agathos didn't like that attitude, but he didn't argue.

　This is for the sake of the beautiful beings that I like in this continent. Beauty and ugliness are everything to Agathos. They are beautiful and that dragon is ugly.

　Oh, man. It was so simple. The answer had all been decided from the beginning. With pursed lips, Agathos said.

I don't care if you're dead, I'm going to kill him. So you should do the same.

"All right. If you can kill him without me, then by all means do so.

　The two demons superimposed their war potential on each other. The mighty evil dragon was roaring.

　A great day had begun.