Magical Adventure Book

[Chapter 16-1] Trapping the Dragon

In response to the orders from Arson, the entire crowd started to make an uproar. Shouting, banging swords into shields, stomping feet to the floor, or singing seriosa as Kord did. Honestly, I have to admit, the singing is very beautiful, especially in the part where he does not make a sound.

Two men dressed in full iron, the aide of the noble Arson, then ran small carrying torches. They led to the end of the room, which I realized was a huge gaping hole in the wall. Arriving there, they threw away the torch in hand, then quickly returned to its original position. This time the two ran faster with drawn swords.

Boom!

The castle floor shook violently. Along with a loud debum sound that came out of nowhere. However, instead of being shocked and stopping the noise made, they all just got more excited about doing it.

The sound and vibration continued. The longer, the closer and harder. I could guess what the source of all of that was, and was getting more and more certain as a loud growl sounded. So blaring, that the commotion we made was swallowed up just like that.

Two torch flames that glowed dimly in the pit hallway, suddenly swallowed by a huge burst of fire. The tongue of fire rolled through the hole. It was quite a distance away from where I was standing, but the bubbling heat was creeping through the skin. It was inconceivable how hot it would be if I was directly hit by that burst.

I was amazed to see the figure of a giant lizard with bright red scales. Gleaming beautifully captivated the eyes, covering his entire body.

Its neck was long, with a pair of sharp black horns sticking out at the head. Adding sangar eyes with red striped pupils. His four legs were armed with five claws - four in front, one behind - stomping the earth alternately. Its huge tail dangled tore through the floor when it was struck.

"Grow!" The dragon spread its previously folded wings while growling loudly. Exhibits a stretch of thick, pale red membrane, which is refuted by sharp-tipped bones sticking out. Intimidating his opponent.

He is the giant dragon kidnapper princess Asaru. A vicious monster ruled by an evil ascetic to destroy the Capitor kingdom. Did ya?

And the question of the truth colliding with each other came back to haunt my mind. About the possibility of the ascetic in question is Artapatu, until the reason the old man helped me get here. What does all that mean?

But only a moment can cross the mind. Because, the red scaly dragon pomegranate has already advanced towards us. It seemed like he was completely piqued by the noise made. He lunged forward while shouting loudly. Make deaf.

"Front! Welcoming formation!" arson's command, which was then immediately responded to by the movement of the spear bearer. Forming a "V" formation with a shield attached and a spear stretched out. Slightly stiff during movement, but perfect in arrangement. Proof that they are trained.

"Foot!" Command again issued orders.

The archers behind the spear formation were masked, simultaneously releasing his arrows. Gliding profusely rained down on the red scaly dragon pomegranate that kept on approaching indifferently receiving the opponent's attack. Well, because it's completely unaffected. The arrow that hit him just reflected off without leaving a trace at all.

Bruaks!

The formation of the spear with the hood was swept away by the dragon. Bounced them with a broken shield and a broken spear. Some got back up and instantly unsheathed the sword, but some were knocked unconscious.

The victim of the dragon's sign was immediately evacuated to the edge of the castle. In order to save them, and also not to interfere with the movement of others in running battles.

"Layer two! Forward up!" The order was shouted back.

The soldiers advanced with drawn swords. They pushed forward and surrounded the dragon. Swinging his sword targeted his sharp clawed legs, stomach, and dangling tail. However, none of it affected the dragon. All bounced upon it, even one or two broken swords were made.

Even so, this second wave attack was not in vain. Because, the duty of the sword warriors was to attract the attention of the dragon, and herd him towards the point where his movements would be shut down. Yes, with the chain link that was my duty and fifteen others, including Kord.

"Sam! Get ready!" said Kord with a trembling voice. "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you."

He patted a knife hanging from his belt, which he had taken stealthily before gathering. It makes me more afraid and worried. Instead of dying captured by a dragon, it could be that I was accidentally stabbed to death by him. Just be careful if that happens!

"Justler! Get ready!" The cry was heard, coinciding with the dragon sweeping the soldiers with a flick of its tail.

The position of the dragon has now almost entered the three-pair supporting pole second floor, the top of which is already without foundation.

Either because of the magical effect of the dragon, or indeed the presence of his figure. Instantly my breath was tight, my body trembled, and cold sweat poured out unstoppably. Making my hand grip on the chain almost come off.

Although my task is not as hard to face it directly using weapons, like other soldiers. However, I realized, the task given to me was the most important part of this attack. Maybe that's what really makes me as nervous as I am right now.

"Justler! Do it!"

Momentary. My heart rate stopped. I have to execute that order immediately. But, the dragon with eyes full of anger that I must face. Can it? Can I do it?

"Your woof!"

The sound of Woofy barking in the head. Oi! Although it was only the first time I faced the ferocious dragon, but that does not mean I have never faced danger as fierce and as big as him. In fact, perhaps, when compared to Woofy in his silver wolf figure, the pomegranate red scaly dragon was no more sinister. His movements were not as agile and as fast as Woofy, even his attacks looked more friendly.

I advanced while twisting the chain in hand, as instructed.

"Catch her!" I shouted as I threw the chain. Soaring past the body of the dragon headed across, to be greeted by colleagues there.

Seconds next. The chain in my hand was pulled tight and fast by someone. My throw mark hit the mark.

The truck!

"Grow!"

I completed the initial task, coinciding with the dragon growling loudly. Perhaps he was upset that his body had been locked by the 5 transverse chains.

I shifted away, staying alert waiting for the chain to be thrown from across. Concentrate fully, while continuing to be vigilant if the dragon's attack comes.

"Brah!" call Kord.

What the fuck. Why hasn't he thrown his chain yet? Where was your pretentious attitude? Now instead put on a face with chains dangling in hand.

"What are you doing, you idiot!?" my snapping.

I ran to him. Took his chain, then twisted it tightly before throwing it high.

I left Kord just like that, because not far from me, a chain landed. Picked it up, and directly nailed it down the stone floor.

"Retreat!" The command is back heard. Our duty marks as trappers are complete. Heading towards the peak of the assault to this dragon nest.

That's how I thought. Until the scream came back to me.

"Sam, help me!" whinek Kord's. His hand was caught in the winding of the chains held.

Upset, limp, worried, and pity, mixed in my mind. I wanted to curse at him right then and there, but I'd better cut it down for later. Because, up ahead, the noble Arson had already unsheathed his purple radiant sword.

Goddamnit! This chain is very difficult to remove. The taper end of the peg, is related to the chain hole, thus keeping it locked.

"Sam, please help me, Sam. Please ...."

"Shut up, I'm concentrating!"

"Brah!"

"Damn it! Of ...."

I shut up because I saw a bright purple glow. Arson had already jumped up with his drawn out sword of magic. It flew straight into the dragon's body.

"Grow!" cry the dragon. He was in pain pierced by a purple glowing magic sword.

Red blood poured out from the scar after the sword was plucked. His eyes are full of hatred. Stooped his head with a clenched mouth that still escaped the burning flame, before finally being released. Fire spewed from his mouth, leading to the assailant in front.

I hissed because the heat was reaching where I was. In fact, the chain I was trying to remove was like burning skin. Making Kord cornered, and even more difficult to untie in his hands.

"Stop moving. I'm having a hard time letting go!"

"But .. but my hand is on fire."

"Hold a little more!"

My persuasion is powerful silencing Kord. However, just as I found the gap to untie the bond, the Dragon growled loudly. It was nothing, but it turned out that the goddamn noble was again trying to attack after the fire that was spouted out.

"Wait on! Hey, hold your attack!" I screamed as loud as possible. However, either because of the dragon's growl, or the noble did not care, the attack continued.

The next thing I remember was the sensation of a light body and a blank head. Just like the time Tama pushed me from the edge of the balcony of a tree house hundreds of meters high, when we were in the natural rides flaying fox.

The difference is, now I glide in the air without safety. Taken up by the aggressive stomping of the dragon that greeted the idiot nobleman's movements. By simply holding onto a piece of iron chain that was stuck on his back scales. With my (sook) bragging buddy, Kord.

I felt a slap of wind that seemed not to let my consciousness disappear. Even though my head was dizzy and the eyes were spinning. Until we finally fell on the stone floor.

I saw there, Arson rolled up with a torn armour. He must have been hit by the dragon's claw. However, I also saw a wound on the neck of the giant lizard. Surprisingly, I felt sorry to see him hurt like that.

Srats!

My eyes widened because I saw the dragon's wings spread wide. It was so strong that the rest of the chains that ensnared it came off. Needless to say, I'm sure he was about to fly to escape the siege.

The dragon flapped its wings. I was about to release my grip from the chain. But those fat fingers were holding my hand so tightly. Kord held me back with a face that was parched!

"Damn it!"