Volume 2 Chapter 43 The Final Battle of the Stampede Begins
*Returning to Ryuuji's first-person perspective.
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'Ryuuji, is that human the one who wronged my mother?'
The words of the young dragon resonate directly in my mind.
Because the power of the Magic Stone of Cashunat is reaching Lene and me, the dragon language is being converted and transmitted to us.
In the same way, my words seem to be converted so that they can be transmitted to the brain of anyone and everyone.
For Adiliana, who possesses the power of 〈Godslayer〉, it probably only enters her ears.
"Yes, Flamme. ...As I said earlier, there's no way to bring your mother back. Be prepared."
'I understand. I won't let her suffer any longer.'
From the young dragon Flamme, I could see her unwavering determination.
It's painful to let a young girl take such a heavy burden, but to save Sartzstadt, Flamme's ability to fly is necessary.
"Good child."
'I'm probably older than Ryuuji. Don't treat me like a kid.'
Was the exchange funny?
Despite the situation, Lene let out a small chuckle.
...Her act of being the older sister is so childish, but let's not mention that.
"Now, Adiliana. There's nowhere left to run. Checkmate."
"...Indeed~."
Well, after issuing the ultimatum, Adiliana seemed to resign, raising her hands.
But I don't think this woman will give up so easily.
"...Mr. Ryuuji, our opponent is a Dark Mage. She's definitely plotting something, be careful."
"Ah, I know."
As Lene said, a Dark Mage is one who stirs up trouble and laughs at others' misfortune.
I won't let my guard down.
"First, we target Adiliana. Then next, it's Flamme's mother."
Just now, we aimed for the parent dragon instead of Adiliana, nearly causing Sartzstadt to be raided.
This time, I'll let them target the general on horseback first.
...However, there's something I need to ask Adiliana.
"Adiliana, what is the goal of you heretics? The manifestation of the Evil God?"
Holding my Alchemist's Gun, I confirmed the information I most wanted to draw out.
If I understand the heretics' purpose, I can naturally predict their future movements.
However, even riding on a dragon's back, it's surprisingly steady.
Flamme's back is apparently stuck together with her Magic Power.
Thanks to that, my aim is steady.
"...The manifestation of God Abnella, you say?"
Adiliana laughs through her nose, hands still raised, at my words.
Is it different?
If so, that's unexpected.
They were summoning the arm of the Evil God at the garrison, after all.
"How could we, such insignificant beings, manifest Abnella? At most, we are merely borrowing His power."
Certainly, Abnella is a being sealed by the new gods.
How Adiliana and the other Dark Mages are gaining power from the sealed Evil God is a mystery, but to manifest Him, the seal must first be broken.
That would require energy surpassing the power of the new gods.
Adiliana is indeed right.
"Then I'll ask again, what is your purpose?"
"........."
"What is the purpose of you gathering power and creating fiends and demon beasts with magic crystals?"
"........."
No intention to answer, huh?
It's clear that she's already prepared for death and doesn't want to be a burden to her friends.
However, realizing that this isn't about manifestation is at least something to take away.
"...Is further questioning unnecessary? It can't be helped."
I took aim at Adiliana's heart and slowly squeezed the trigger──
"No way!"
"What!?"
Suddenly, Adiliana dove face-first, and the mother dragon threw its head back, starting a tormented roar.
Because of that, Adiliana rolled off her back.
In the blink of an eye, she was falling into the saltwater lake far below.
The surface of the water splashed violently as she was struck.
She probably won't be alive anymore.
...What could she have sacrificed her life for──
"Mr. Ryuuji! The needle!"
"...No way! More magic crystals on top of this!?"
Lene, with her keen insight, pointed to a spot where a needle glimmered briefly between the scales.
That woman must have strengthened the mother dragon to get revenge!
The mother dragon continued to roar, and grotesque protrusions began to sprout all over its body.
And in less than a minute, the mother dragon transformed into a form that was both ominous and divine.
The mother dragon, now silent, turned its golden eyes towards us.
It resembled a quietly furious demon from legend.
'Mom!'
"Flamme..."
Lene seemed at a loss for words as she watched Flamme let out a cry of despair.
But there's only one thing we can do now.
"Flamme, let's help your mother find peace quickly."
'...Okay.'
In response to my call, Flamme gave a faint croak.
The back is Sartzstadt.
I can't just leave a raging mother dragon like this.
I reload the Alchemist's Gun and aim for the dragon's chest.
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