Ryuu to Aitsu:Volume2 Chapter1
Chapter 1: The Girl of the Academic City
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"Razor WindKamaitachi"
Howling, the magical winds cut across the dry ashen ground, sweeping up a cloud of dust as it assaulted the crowd of black dogs blocking their way.
As their name implies, these monsters were in the form of black dogs. Their weapons are the strong teeth that can bite through even metal armor, their claws tinted with a paralyzing poison, and more than anything, their overwhelming numbers.
Just counting those ahead, there were around 30. If the ones behind were included, the total easily surpassed 50.
A novice explorer would probably not have been able to do anything. But, to me, Ange Cerezo, they were nothing to worry about.
The black dogs caught by the raging winds were decimated, turning into a spray of blood.
Holding down my violently fluttering manteau and looking backwards, I caught sight of a petite maid with a halberd dancing around the battlefield, spinning like a top.
It was Tomoe.
Unfitting of her cute doll-like appearance, she was far more skilled than the average warrior.
But that is to be expected. After all, Tomoe is an artificial life-form constructed by the magic from the old world — a golem.
Her maid uniform ruffling as she dispatched black dogs one after the other, Tomoe was much more reliable than their other teammate.
Speaking of the other teammate...
"Gyaaaaaaaa!"
He was running around while screaming pathetically.
Though I say teammate, he is actually none other than the protagonist of our journey.
Seriously... I thought he would've grown a bit from the battle with one of the Demon Lord's daughters, but his incompetence was just as before.
"Gyaaaaa! Blood, there's blood on meeeeee!"
Rolling my eyes, I turned back.
If you told someone who didn't know that this loron[2A 1] was the great-grandson of the hero Rayjack Ur Heidfelt, nobody would believe you.
At the start I didn't believe it either. It's not so much that I couldn't believe it, but more like I didn't want to believe it.
Regrettably, no matter how much I regretted it, the fact that this Rex Ir Heidfelt was the master that I had to serve did not change.
Spilling the umpteenth sigh since the start of this journey, I focused on the chant for the next spell.
References
- ↑ loron = loser + moron
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