Chapter 41 (1/2)

Translator: Luk2048

Editor: Ghost Ape

In the fast spinning world, my whole life flashed before my eyes. My past of eating gra.s.s. My past of nibbling on the tree bark. My past of soundly sleeping in the cave.

While looking back on the recollection of my lifetime, even I myself thought the path in life I've taken has been a shallow one.

However, the tranquillity didn't last long. After all, the final destination of a swing in a wide arc is the cruel ground.

”Ngyaa――――!!”

Letting out a scream delayed by one beat, I pathetically crashed into the ground with a loud ”Thump!” And then, holding my breath, I felt faint from the agony.

”We've still got hope, Rēvendia. As long as we've you as the weapon, we might be able to fight back.”

”Uuu… Stop. You cannot do this, Ariante. You pounded me on my stomach with all your strength. Besides, my tail will definitely be torn to shreds. That's why, please, stop readily fixing your grip on my tail.”

”Do your best. Don't lose. You are the true Evil Dragon.”

”Isn't your encouragement too sloppy? Also, I don't want to be an Evil Dragon.”

Along with the appearance of a possible breakthrough solution my spirit was close to a breaking point, but for some reason, in a matter of a few breaths the pain was already fading. Looking closely, Ariante's hand was glowing faintly.

”Ah, you…”

”Even though I may look like this, I specialize in magic. Not to mention taking care of the dojo. Obviously I had to learn one or two recovery spells for the disciples.”

Yet, I had felt a strange chill. I wasn't sure about this, but I felt the signs of a vicious purpose, to what should be by nature a gentle and holy recovery magic.

”There we go, now the tail won't be torn off, and there's no problem even if you crash into the ground after being swung.”

At once, I've discovered the origin of this ominous feeling. It certainly deserved to be called an endless h.e.l.l. At any rate, she seemed to have entirely no hesitation using the technique of tying in torment and recovery. She had to be considerably used to it.

”Let's go!”

”Wait, my heart still isn't gyaaaa――!”

Ariante broke into a run. I was being dragged on the ground, my back leaving a trail in the dirt. Ariante shouted, while repelling Rēko's incessant hail of slashes with her sword (me).

”I'm going to carry you up to her! Throw yourself on her when you see an opening! As long as you stick to her, she should become unable to use her magic power!”

”W-Wait, isn't Rēko flying high in the sky?”

I asked, trying desperately to not bite off my tongue. At that moment Ariante bent her knees low.

”In that case, all we've to do is fly.”

In an instant, gravity was doubled. As if we were ejected out of a ballista, our bodies dashed through the air aiming at Rēko. Ariante's powerful legs alone had accomplished that.

In order to intercept us, Rēko released a countless number of fireb.a.l.l.s. Although they were the size of a fist, their sheer number had warped the light into a heat haze and strangely distorted the surrounding s.p.a.ce.

”I'm counting on you!”

”I don't care anymore…”

Treating me like a s.h.i.+eld, Ariante slipped through the attacks by putting me in the front. My body exposed defencelessly in front of the barrage, I felt like nothing but a hostage.

As soon as they hit me, the fireb.a.l.l.s vanished like an illusion. The remaining heat wasn't more than an itch. We could do it. Rēko's attacks didn't work on me.

”We'll soon reach her! Stretch your limbs, Rēvendia!”

I held out my limbs towards Rēko, who was imminently drawing near. And just when I wanted to call her name―― our balance suddenly crumbled.

The cause was a blast of wind that came simultaneously from our front and rear. In the front - a gale created by Rēko lightly fluttering her black winds; in the rear - a shockwave born from the fireb.a.l.l.s, which slipped past us and landed on the ground. Played by the two winds, we were flicked from our trajectory and sent spinning.

”Oh no!”

The one who helped us with our descent, we who should have ended as a shallow red crater in the dirt, was Lady Saintess. She created a puddle of water like the one that pulled me in not long ago at our landing spot, and caught our bodies amidst the splas.h.i.+ng water.

After that she promptly rushed over.

”Are you okay?!”

”We're fine. You've my thanks.”