Chapter 5 Slaying the Dragon

Dragon's Bamboo is a famous social place among Japan's upper class.

The retro decoration, the boss's taste, and the chef's craftsmanship are all the most basic. What they value most is that the location is remote, private, and suitable for private conversations.

As long as your ears are not as easy to use as a child, you can enjoy the quiet and elegant scenery here, as if you are in the wind, flowers, snow and moon of ancient times, looking at the bright moon in the distance, and drinking clear sake in the gentle gurgling water to accompany the moon. cup.

The room where Fujimaru Ritsuka was located had also been silent for a long time.

Director of the Executive Department and actual agent of the Japanese branch, Mr. Super Mixed Race, a young boy, held his forehead with his palms, looking like a senior high school student suffering from migraine and lack of sleep.

He first looked at the time with empty eyes, with a leisurely look on his face. "The time is 7:54, and you have been chatting with me for an hour." Yuan Zhisheng ran his fingers through his black hair, and pressed his beating right hand with his palm. The eyebrows are raised, the voice is hoarse, and the face gradually turns gloomy.

"In this hour, you told me about the heroic servant magician, the root demon vampire, the secret organization that saves the world, and the cute junior who will climb into your bed at the twelve-quarter hour of Halloween wearing a dangerous and revealing cos costume. Finally, Even the nonsense that King Arthur is a girl came out, and now you tell me——"

He raised his eyes, sighed, and pointed forward.

"Are you a chuunibyou?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka clasped his hands together, leaning his elbows on the small wooden table, his eyes sharp and solid.

She looked at the dragon in the painting. It was dripping with blood, but it was still roaring towards the sky. The black flames bursting out from the depth of its throat seemed to burn the sky and fall to the earth.

"I was originally a third-year student in middle school, and it was less than a year after I graduated from the second grade, so this is reasonable, right?"

Fujimaru. In his previous life, he often failed in theoretical knowledge. Ritsuka expressed that he did not understand.

"Yes, dragon, that sounds ridiculous, right?"

"That's wrong."

——The guy named Yuan Zhisheng in front of me is not a Chaldean employee at all, he doesn’t even know Chaldea at all, and he’s not even a magician at all!

The beautiful girl with orange eyes raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows, shaking her head in denial.

Ignoring Fujimaru Ritsuka's doubts, Minamoto continued to advance the topic.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the thick white document on the corner of the table and was speechless.

(It seems that fantasy species also exist. Is this a singularity after all?)

Fujimaru Ritsuka was shocked at first, and then reviewed all the information again.

He was a little speechless. Originally, this matter wouldn't take long today, so before setting off, he made an appointment with his sister for game time in the evening.

(Speaking of which, it is also mentioned in the investigation report that people around Fujimaru Ritsuka often describe him as although he is very stable and reliable deep down, but in daily life he tends to jump out, go off-line, and get into trouble.)

Life is not easy.

Yuan Zhisheng feels like smoking.

"Oh hiss~"

"What are we and what are we going to do?"

In fact, she wanted to say - that's not true. I have actually seen something similar, but not so fierce.

"Although it is far from the planned plan, we can start discussing the business now."

On the picture, the sky is iron blue mixed with the color of flames. The only giant tree stands, with dead branches extending in all directions, weaving into a dense network to support the cracked sky. The wasteland is covered with dead bones and black The giant beast is rising from the depths of the pile of bones, its wings are covered with skeletons, and after opening its huge membrane wings, it looks up to the sky with black flames protruding.

Hmm. There is too little information. Let’s listen to what the other party has to say.

"So knowing these two things, what should you ask?"

The screen was pushed open, and Crow and Yasha moved a huge painting out of it. Fujimaru Ritsuka's gaze also moved. When a corner of the canvas on the giant oil painting was suddenly shaken open, she saw——

However, is such a large-scale world line change really possible?

For this reason, he conceived many possibilities. For example, the other party was actually easy to deal with. She was a lonely mixed-race that could be seen everywhere and had never seen the world. He would use his words and actions to influence her, and he would be done in half an hour.

But he never expected that the girl in front of him would be so difficult to deal with. Her mental state was between the critical point between normal and insane. She jumped repeatedly and went from afternoon to night!

Fujimaru Ritsuka made the most reasonable guess based on the current intelligence.

If the other party is not Chaldea, then why are they looking for you?

What other talents does I, Ritsuka Fujimaru, have besides testing the suitability of spirit time travel? Humanoid catnip is not the best!

Can this be detected by donating blood?!

Fujimaru Ritsuka's face tightened, indicating that she didn't understand, but she was greatly shocked.

Although her analysis was wrong at first due to factors such as information conflicts, subconscious judgments, and abnormal emotions, but after she calmed down, she temporarily realized——

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the girl who seemed to have finally settled down, and tried to calm down her mood before speaking.

Won't it be considered a singularity and excluded?

"?"

Eyelids trembling slightly, Fujimaru Ritsuka repeated.

Fujimaru Ritsuka had predicted that he was not reborn, but was sent to some strange parallel world line.

"Ignoring the part of the second grade speech, you should at least understand the fact that "you are different from ordinary people" and "we are the same kind", right?"

This statement cannot be refuted.

"certainly."

The ferocious blood, the cold cyan, the deep black that seems to pull people into it, the whole painting is full of elements that make people feel frightened. A shrill roar echoed in his head, and Fujimaru Ritsuka actually felt that he could

While laying on this painting, I heard the roar of the giant beast.

"Mixed breed?"

But that would definitely continue to be regarded as a lunatic, so she decided to shut up.

It was like the eve of doomsday, or the prelude to the destruction of the world, with only despair scattered all over the ground.

(From what the other party said, his blood has some abnormal components. It is the same kind as him. It has superior qualifications. This kind of creature has a certain degree of organization and concealment.)

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded with a serious expression.

"Well, this can be considered as answering your first question. You will have the opportunity to know the specific details in the future. The second question is what we are going to do, right-"

She raised her eyebrows.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the painting, his face remained calm for a few seconds, and then he looked at the girl.

Yuan Zhisheng raised his hand to signal to the two people behind him, and Crow and Yasha understood the situation and left the place to go behind the screen.

She dug her thumbs into her cheeks. After thinking carefully, the girl answered with a hint of suspicion at the end of her sentence.

Is it a nickname for a special group of people? Similar to "magician", it seems to be related to the natural bloodline.

Or the other party is a very hidden and highly aggressive mixed-breed. He just comes to the banquet and gets violent and hurts people. He makes a judgment based on the other party's mental level and breaks a few ribs and calf bones of the other party as needed. In ten minutes

Done.

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka was sitting on the opposite side. Under her seemingly calm face, her heart had already been stirred up by these few hours of conversations.

Fujimaru Ritsuka playfully saluted with her hands to show her approval.

"Are you sick?!"*2

The person who said this was not Yuan Zhisheng. Fortunately, he kept his persona of a cold and cool boy, while the two followers behind him shouted out their inner voices in unison.

"What you said is absolutely true."

Lean back, Yuan Zhisheng's tactical lean back.

"The answer is correct. It seems that at least you are an excellent mixed race."

"dragon?"

Well, seriously speaking, Fujimaru Ritsuka has actually come back to his senses.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't intend to offend, but he didn't continue talking either, but pointed behind him.

What's hidden in the mysterious side of this world is not a magician, but something else.

"Dragon King Nidhogg, according to the Old Edda in Norse mythology, at Ragnarok, he will bite off the roots of Yggdrasil, the World Tree. On that day, the world will be destroyed."

Before Yuan Zhisheng's introduction had stopped, he seemed to see from the girl's eyes that she had understood something, and there was a hint of coldness mixed with blood in his tone.

"So, our goal is very clear, isn't it? It has not changed since ancient times, that is -"

"Slay the dragon!"
Chapter completed!