The Demon Slayer Spear had exploded.
The explosion produced a huge positive energy wave that spread out from the valley like a supernova explosion. This positive energy wave was like a super-large area of effect healing. Although it did not cause any damage, it shocked everyone on the scene. Modesty, who was in mid-air, was stunned for a moment before she realized what had happened. She laughed shrilly in the air. "Haha, you damn idiots, what can you rely on now? Enjoy the taste of despair!"
With a high-pitched laugh, the dragon spread her wings and swooped down from the sky. Brando only heard a sonic boom coming from above his head. He could not help but feel his scalp tingle. He did not even have time to look up at Modesty's position because he only had a moment to react. He had to judge the direction of the dragon's dive through the sound. His past experience seemed to have sharpened his senses a thousand times. It was not that he had not fought against a dragon before.
It was just that it was not in this world.
Brando carried the Roman on his shoulder and carried the elf and Chiyara in his hands. He suddenly swooped forward. The sonic boom caused by the dive swept across the valley, like the sound of a bayonet splitting the air. The sharp blade brushed past Brando's body. Almost at the same time, Modesty's sharp claws swept across the place, leaving behind a dazzling golden flame mark in the air.
Brando had already rolled on the ground and drilled into the nearby forest.
The elf and Chiyara were stunned. They opened their mouths wide, probably thinking that they were dead. When Brando got up from the ground and dragged them deeper into the forest, the two little lolis screamed in fear.
"Ah —!"
"You, you, how did you dodge it!?"
"Consciousness," Brando replied, gritting his teeth.
In fact, it was not just the two lolis. Even Modesty herself could not believe that her surefire dive had missed its target. She flew high into the sky with a series of wild laughter. When she looked back to see what she had done, she found that there was nothing in the valley. The black dragon's laughter came to an abrupt end. If one could see her face at this time, it would be terrible. The female black dragon roared, turned in the air again, and swooped down between the hills.
The pressure once again descended from above. Brando felt that Modesty behind him was much more cautious this time. She was tightly locking onto his escape route. It was impossible to take the initiative like before.
"Brando, she's coming again!" Roman, who was carried on his shoulder, shouted. There was not much fear in his voice.... Even Brando felt that this guy was too heartless. The current situation was a little too exciting for him. He felt his heart pounding in his chest.... If he made a wrong decision, everyone would die in the dragon's stomach..
However, the merchant girl seemed to have a blind faith in him, as if she was not worried that he would fail.
"She's coming!"
Accompanied by her scream, the black dragon once again approached her from behind. Because the speed was too fast, the sound even began to distort. For the first time, the speed of Modesty's dive exceeded the speed of sound waves in the air. The dragon's wings seemed to have cut through an invisible barrier, and the airflow in front of her compressed into a white cloud. In the blink of an eye, she was left behind by Modesty.
Brando could almost feel the needle-like feeling on his back. He put his hand into his pocket. In just a moment, Modesty flew past, and the cloud of fire fell on the forest, burning it instantly. She thought she had caught Brando, but when she looked up again, her claws were still empty.
"This is impossible!"
A roar spread far and wide to the hills and forests within a radius of dozens of miles. Almost everyone could clearly hear the angry roar of the giant dragon in the air.
Maynild led the diplomatic party through the forest. When she heard the roar, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the Silver Dragon Lady, Mithril, who was at the back of the party. Mithril, who was wearing a white robe, was also looking up in that direction. Her expression was very bad, but her silver eyes were filled with a playful look. Modesty was known for her bad temper in the dragon race, but that did not mean she was a fool. There were many people in the dragon race who could toy with her, but outside of the dragon race, this was the first person she had seen.
"Is Brando doing well?" Maynild paused for a moment and suddenly asked.
Mithril shook her head, then nodded and replied softly, "Maybe not too good, but maybe not too bad. Aloz has a good eye."
"You know the leader, Lady Mithril?" Yinide asked in surprise. The Silver Dragon's transformation caused such a huge commotion that it was impossible to hide it from others. At this moment, almost everyone in the diplomatic party knew her true identity. That was why they were surprised. Although there was a rumor that Count Tónigel was related to the dragon race, it was rumored that it was only a young dragon. But the one in front of them was clearly a real adult dragon.
Mithril smiled weakly at the curious humans. "I can only say that I have heard of him."
"Is the count very famous, big sister?" The young daughter of the Grand Duke of Grinoires asked in a childish voice.
Almost everyone could not help but smile bitterly when they heard this innocent question.
Brando was indeed famous.
Even if it was not before, but after this diplomatic mission, he was' notorious', whether it was for the Cruz Empire or the Erouine nobles. If it was not for this sudden war, he would have become the public enemy of all the nobles in the Empire south of Anzeruta. And in the court, he had also offended a lot of powerful officials, led by Duke Palut. It was even said that Her Majesty the Queen had a lot of complaints about him. The Empire's complaints were simply earth-shattering for the nobles of the Erouine. Before this diplomatic mission, no one would have thought that there was someone in this world who could cause so much trouble.
In fact, in the Erouine Empire, according to Oberwei, Makarov was very regretful. He felt that it was the stupidest decision he had ever made in his life to let Brando go to Cruz as the leader of the diplomatic mission.
The answer to this question was obvious, but everyone, including the nobles of Cruz, still stared at Mithril. After all, no one would not be curious about a real dragon's opinion, especially their opinion of humans.
The Silver Dragon smiled and touched Judy's hair. She coughed twice and said, "He is indeed very famous."
Everyone was a little stunned. Fame in human society was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Golden Race. It was an almost eternal gaze. Power and vanity were like rotten wood in front of such a gaze. But Mithril gave a definite answer. Everyone thought that the Silver Dragon Lady was coaxing a child, although they did not know if dragons would coax human children.
Then Mithril continued, "I have heard some rumors about him. He is indeed related to us. I know that is rare among you humans. But not only that, I know that he has met William. He has a very good reputation among those people. Tuman and William both have high hopes for him. "
"Tuman and William!" Eugenie almost jumped up. "You mean the Silver Storm, William of Buga?"
"More or less that young man," Mithril replied. "Oh, he is not young anymore. Bugas are immortal, but they will eventually grow old."
Everyone present could not help but clatter their teeth when they heard this. Although Tuman was Erouine, his legend did not stop in Erouine. People knew him better by another name — the master of the Mithril Fortress. Not to mention William, that name had become a god-like existence for nearly a thousand years. There were countless legends about him in Wohnde. The Cruz people in the forest could not help but change their expressions. They only knew that their opponent was a country bumpkin from Erouine, but they did not expect that the other party was related to the Bugas.
And it was not just a normal connection.
Although they knew that Brando had the support of the Bugas, everyone took it for granted that it was the support of the Bugas for Erouine. The reason was simple — because of the Azure Lance. But no one would have thought that the truth of this support turned out to be a one-sided support for Brando. Of course, they could hear that Mithril's tone was full of admiration. The Silver Dragon Lady was speaking up for the count. What kind of concept was that?
For a moment, the Cruz people present suddenly felt at ease. No wonder the count was so powerful, no wonder he dared to challenge the Empire. It turned out that he was backed by the Bugas.
Everything made sense now.
Sir Cooper and Earl Alcorn, who was beside him, looked at each other, and the same thought could be read in both of their eyes. They seemed to have done something that could not have been more stupid.
But the Silver Dragon Lady did not finish her words. She smiled and said, "You probably think that the count is backed by the Bugas?"
She shook her head. "You are wrong. He treats the Bugas as friends and will never easily owe them a favor. His real ally is the Ring of the World. You may not know how high your count's reputation is among the druids. The great druids of the Ring of the Sky may not be comparable to his current status."
The forest was silent for a moment.
Druids.
If the Bugas still had the legends of Wohnde, then the druids would have long been a group of people who still existed in those illusory stories. Everyone knew that they really existed and existed at the border of the Black Forest. This group of wilderness people who guarded the border of the civilized world, no one knew exactly how powerful they were. The whole of Eleranta was just a part of the Ring of the World, the country that was still looked after by the Wise Ones, the home of the earth and mountains, nature and forests. Almost all humans knew that Eleranta rarely got involved in the affairs of the mortal world. Only the kingdom of the wild elves would participate in the Holy War, and those real high-end forces, together with the druids, had not appeared in this world for nearly a thousand years.
And that was the Ring of the World.
Some people even thought that they were already the Silver People — after the Bugas, after the Silver Elves, the last descendants of the Silver People born in the world of Wohnde since the age of mortals.
They turned out to be the count's allies.
As for Brando's identity, in fact, since he became famous, whether it was the Empire or Erouine, countless people had speculated. Some guessed that he was a Wind Elf, because he had the Wind Archers and the White Lion Guards, but some guessed that he was a Templar, because it was said that someone had seen this lord use the Armor of Heaven; some guessed that he was a dragon, and the reason was self-evident. Even about the Bugas, there were rumors, after all, that he had the Azure Lance and so many gargoyles in his hands.
But no one would have thought that Brando's allies were the druids.
Mithril made it very clear that the relationship between the druids and him — was that of an ally, and between the two of them, the status of the Count of Tónigel seemed to be higher.
Everyone seemed to feel a little confused for a moment.
Evram, who was covered in flesh, even slapped his face hard to confirm that he was not dreaming.
Among everyone, only Brando's original subordinates were not surprised. Jutta even frowned, because she felt that this silver dragon was clearly exposing her master's background. There were several times when she wanted to go up and stop her — if it was not for Metisha who held her back. The Silver Elf princess slowly shook her head at the former. She stared in that direction, feeling very curious, but after all, her thoughts were different from Jutta's.
She felt a little strange that the Silver Dragon Lady was actually helping the count to brag. She did not understand why the other party would do so, but at least she knew that her count, whether it was in Bugas or the Ring of the World, was definitely not as respected as Mithril made it out to be.
Moreover, the sly light that flashed in the Silver Dragon Lady's eyes from time to time did not escape her eyes.
And from the other party's narration, she could clearly feel that the nobles of Cruz and the other people in the envoy group had a subtle change in their attitude towards their count. They were originally just a temporary gathering, but now, their reliance on their count had further changed, and they had a lot of confidence in their count. Metisha was even sure that these people's trust towards Brando was only temporary, but now it had obviously stabilized. She could predict that even after the end of this war, most of them would remember Brando's kindness to them.
Humans were such a strange kind of creatures, and their instinct was to seek profit.
But the question was, why would a giant dragon speak up for its lord for no reason?
Metisha looked at Mithril with a strange expression. She knew very well how prideful this race was. In their eyes, humans were absolutely beneath them.
She frowned and suddenly turned her head to the side and asked The Shire, "Did the count tell us to support him?"
The Shire shook his head slightly.
… …
At this moment, Brando really did not need support.
In fact, he had led Modesty for at least a dozen miles. One of them was running in the forest, while the other was chasing in the air. During this time, the black dragon roared and swooped down countless times, but the problem was that she missed every time. She was about to go crazy because she still couldn't figure out what kind of trick the other party used to avoid her attack. Now, she was sure that the other party definitely didn't rely on some bullsh * t skill. He must have some strange magic equipment on him that could avoid her attack.
In fact, Modesty had already guessed most of it. Every time she swooped down to Brando's side, she would feel a slight distortion in time, and then the other party would inexplicably run a step faster, causing her to miss. No matter how she calculated in advance or what kind of magic she used, in the end, it was useless in the end.
And the only result was.
She found that the abominable human below seemed to be beginning to weaken.
[But it's not like I'm really weak.]
Instead, he lost a level.
Of course, he was relying on the Elapsing Needle to avoid Modesty's pursuit. As long as the black dragon swooped close to him, he would activate the Elapsing Needle for a moment to speed up a step or turn in a direction. With ten times the time acceleration, no matter how terrifying the black dragon lady was, she could not catch him. But the only problem was the loss of experience. He had used the Elapsing Needle as sparingly as possible, but as time passed, he could not avoid losing a level.
This was the first level.
After that, it would get faster and faster.
He could predict that if he continued running at this speed, he would lose a level and a half in the next ten miles. And by the evening, not to mention his stamina, the level of the Frost Soil Guard would be the first thing he would lose.
However, Brando was not in a hurry. He was not familiar with the Empire, and had never been to Anzlova, but he had heard of some places nearby. There were two smaller dungeons in the game in the Silver Gushing Valley. These two dungeons were not useful for his escape, but he knew that there was an entrance to Jorgendy Ridge between the two dungeons. That entrance was more special, and he believed that he should be able to escape the pursuit of this damned black dragon there.
If he was not wrong, that place should be half an hour away from here, which meant that he would lose another two or three levels.
At the thought of this, Brando felt very unhappy.
But at this time, Kiyara, who was in his hand, was even more unhappy. The whistling cold wind was about to freeze her face, but she could not throw a tantrum. After all, there was a dragon chasing after them. If she wanted to stay and be the dragon's dinner, the abominable fellow who was holding her would not mind. In order to prevent herself from being frozen, the little lady had to find a topic to talk about.
"Why, why, why did the Demon Slayer Spear explode?" She asked with a trembling voice.
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