ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 455 Part 1
ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 455: Dragon, Oh Dragon! PART 32 Part 1
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「STOP ROLLING AROUND AND FIGHT ME PROPERLY!!!」
The words that came out of Noirlind’s mouth just now were surprisingly easy to understand and straightforward.
「WHAT DID YOU JUST…… GOGUH!!!」
Hearing that, Siegwurm jumps towards Noirlind and grabs him by the neck, lifting him in the air and holding him in a way that humans would do to someone who they just wanted to choke to death or break their neck.
Seeing that there was a tremendous amount of energy being gathered in the back of Siegwurm’s throat, Noirlind started to desperately struggle in order to escape from his iron-clad grip. However, the Golden Dragon King was faster than the Black Dragon who was trying to escape and……
「HEAR THE ROAR OF MY RAGING FLAMES…… “BREATH OF BAIN”!!!」
–––––– There was a bright flash.
In the next moment, Noirlind’s chest was hit with a red-hot mass of fiery breath, easily blowing the Black Dragon away like a rag doll. The force of the impact must have been so strong that Noirling was unable to even let out a miserable scream.
「Noirlind-san!!!!!!」
Seeing that, Akitsu Akane lets out a terrified scream. Then he immediately rushed towards Noirlind who was currently lying on the ground and moaning miserably, unable to move or even get up. At the same time, Siegwurm staggered backwards, choking and coughing. Looks like the power of this attack took its toll even on the Golden Dragon King himself. Needless to say, the blast radius was so wide and powerful that other players were all blown backwards, and some of them even suffered damage.
「Noirlind-san! Ahh! A-Are you alright!?」
「KUH…… GIH, GUOOH……!」
There was no coherent reply from the Black Dragon, only a miserable squeal coming from his half-opened mouth. Fortunately, even though the blow must have been powerful, it was not a fatal wound, otherwise Noirlind would have already turned into a geyser of polygons and would shatter away, according to the game’s system. So it means that Noirlind’s HP was still there and it was not completely gone.
However, be that as it may, it was a wound that has left Noirlind in a pretty much incapacitated state and making him unable to fight or even defend himself. And seeing that, a really unnerving whispers started to circulate around the players gathered around the battlefield.
–––––– Hey, is this perhaps our chance?
–––––– Beating that guy is one of the conditions listed to clear this quest, right?
–––––– We can surely beat him now that he is in such a miserable state.
–––––– Yeah! We can beat Noirlind! And it will be so much easier than defeating Siegwurm!
Not good, not good! A warning siren has started to go off inside of Akitsu Akane’s head. He knew that Noirlind is the object of a grudge for the unspecified amount of players out there, and that at the current moment Noirlind was in a state where beating him would have been more than easy for the mass of players to pull off.
「W-Wait a moment, please, I beg of you! Umm, this is…… You see, ahh……!」
He tried to open his mouth to say something, but he was unable to find the words that could be used to get him and Noirlind out of this situation. If it was Pencilgton who was in his place right now, she would have found the right words right away and she would even manage to turn this situation around, like a proper Demon Lord would. If it was Sanraku who was in his place here, he would have either intimidated or weasel his way out of this situation thanks to some unique information or something else like that. With both of those people, just the tension of them being here would be more than enough to make this conflict go away. But Akitsu Akane was not like that. He had no charisma and no unique information he could use as a bargain chip. He could only remain silent hopelessly.
「N-Noirlind-san……」
It was at that exact moment……
「I’m sorry to burst your bubble here, oh Players, but it’s time for the Event Scene!」
「You’re in the presence of the Lady Saint, lower your weapons at once!」
–––––– Someone appeared to be standing in between Akitsu Akane and Noirlind and the players. One person was clad in gold all over and the other was pure white.
「I understand that all of you want to defeat Noirlind because of some reasons or another that you all may have, but there is something that this here Lady Saint would like to do with this guy first…… I can see that you are confused, but it’s something like a PVP. You might not understand much, but I would like to implore you to just bear with it for now.
The person clad in gold looked strange. Their clothes looked as though they were nothing more but a simple casual clothing, with some armor plating being placed in the most strategic places from the defensive point of view. They were also wearing a cloak that was giving off a majestic aura. That person was also wearing a full head helmet with a mask with many eyes on it, which was really eye-catching. They were also holding some sort of a stick in their hand.
This mask-helmet actually looked like a restraint mask or a modified gas mask. And even though everyone present understood that it was just a piece of equipment, the attention to detail there was more than enough to give some people a fright. Because no matter how you look at it, that thing looked more like the actual monster head with a skin stretched all over it rather than a simple helmet with a mask.
「It is the sacred duty of the knights of the Holy Shield’s Territory to strike down any potential threat that may loom over our beloved Lady Saint…… So let it be known that at the current moment none shall be able to approach Noirlind with evil intentions in their minds! You will have to wait until the Lady Saint finishes doing what she wants to do with the Black Dragon!」
And the other person standing in between the angry crowd and Noirlind was the personification of both beauty and dignity as well.
She was wearing pure white clothes and the aura emanating from her was robust, clean and strong beyond anything Akitsu Akane has ever seen or felt. Accompanying the two was a lone knight, a holder of few in-game records who would always put role playing first and would not make compromises because of it. She is the one who both worships and protects the Lady Saint, a knight of the Church of the Three Gods holding the title of Maximum Defense.
And after declaring that Noirlind is for the time being under strict protection, Joset makes a step forward with a loud clunk of her armor and stands in between the two conflicted parties, similar to the immovable wall.
「S-Sanraku… -san……」
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