Chapter 334 : Chapter 334
Chapter 334. The Rest… Is Up to You (1)
“Damn it, what in the world did you do?”
After checking April's condition, Patrick burst out in anger.
Her condition, with all the vitality in her body exhausted and drying up, was serious.
It was a state that, as the doctors in the martial world often say, even the Great Luo Immortals could not save.
“Young… Master….”
April, barely holding on to her fading life force, reached out her hand and placed it on Patrick's cheek.
She thought it was fortunate to be able to meet her final moments in his arms like this.
However….
“I hate melodramas.”
That was April's perspective.
Patrick had no intention of letting her go here.
Even the Great Luo Immortals can't save her?
That might be so.
But….
‘The current me can.’
Patrick infused his energy into April's body.
“Young Master. You must conserve your strength… huh?”
April was startled.
When Patrick was infusing his energy into her, she had thought he was wasting his strength.
Since the vessel was broken, it was useless to infuse energy.
But the moment Patrick infused his energy, her body's condition improved to an unbelievable degree.
Her broken dantian was restored, and her exhausted life force was replenished.
“What…. is this?”
She was flustered by the recovery that defied common sense.
Even if the Pontiff of the Holy Theocracy had been in this place, such a recovery would not make sense.
In a short time, her body was completely recovered.
Rather, her condition was even better than before the battle, and she stood on her own two feet, looked at Patrick, and said.
“Young Master. What happened?”
“I'll tell you that later. More importantly, report the situation first.”
“We are in the middle of a war, and we are losing.”
The one who answered Patrick was Sanson, who had run over, gasping for breath.
And from behind him, Oliver and the other members of the Double Dragon Knightly Order also rushed over and formed a circular defensive formation.
In the middle of it, Patrick said.
“That's too short. Elaborate a bit more.”
“The enemy is the black mages of the Yusef Kingdom.”
“They look like it.”
“They have taken control of the leaders of the Yusef Kingdom, including the Hegemon King, and have started a war against the entire continent. And….”
“We're getting our asses kicked. Is that it?”
“Kugh…. We are in a somewhat disadvantageous situation.”
“That means you're getting your asses kicked, doesn't it?”
At Patrick's words, Sanson muttered with a mournful expression.
“Why did I ever think I wanted to see this bastard?”
“Huh?”
“…Did I say that out loud again?”
Looking at Sanson, who couldn't control his mouth, Patrick couldn't help but sigh.
“Alright. Well, anyway, I get the situation. So all I have to do is blow these bastards away, right?”
At Patrick's words, Sanson said with a serious expression.
“It won't be easy.”
“What won't be?”
“The forces summoned by the black mages are too numerous. And the enemies, designated as Red Knights, are formidable foes who boast a strength comparable to the 7th Star.”
No matter how much Patrick had joined, it was impossible to turn the current situation around.
The difference in overall numbers was too great for Patrick alone to turn the tide of war.
However….
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this mess just because I'm gone.”
Patrick clicked his tongue and sighed as if there was no problem at all.
“Can't even solve such a trivial problem.”
“……”
“Seriously, what would you guys do without me?”
“……”
It's not easy to piss someone off like this in the middle of a war.
But Sanson also had experience dealing with Patrick.
“Although it's true that this man's personality is trash and he's so evil that he can't be called human, he's not the type to bluff without any plan.”
“……”
“Young Master. Please tell us. If you have a way… Keoheok!”
At Patrick's heel crashing down on the top of his head, Sanson collapsed.
And to the fallen Sanson, Patrick said.
“You and Oliver are the same.”
“How can you say such harsh words….”
“Enough, all of you just hold your positions.”
“……”
“I'll finish this quickly.”
And Patrick cleared his throat and shouted loudly towards the sky.
“Personaaaaaaa!”
Patrick's resounding lion's roar spread throughout the battlefield.
And….
And….
…So, that is….
“Nothing is happening.”
“Ah, just wait a minute.”
At Oliver's question, Patrick shouted with a reddened face.
“Hey! Hurry up! You're getting more and more lazy. Now you've made me look awkward, haven't you?”
Looking at Patrick, who was throwing a tantrum at the sky, all the members of the Double Dragon Knightly Order sighed.
How can he be so consistent?
It shouldn't be easy for a person to be like that.
“Everyone, we're breaking out. Form a two-column formation and protect the Young Master and the Grand Duchess….”
The moment Sanson was about to give orders to the knightly order….
Rumble.
The clouds in the sky split, and something fell rapidly from the sky.
Folding its wings and falling rapidly like a hawk aiming for its prey, that thing was….
“A… dragon?”
“Huk?!”
The great guardian of the middle realm, considered a creature of legend.
It was the appearance of a dragon.
The Black Dragon, covered in black scales that shone so smoothly that they reflected light, descended rapidly and opened its mouth wide.
And….
RUMBLE!
The breath of the dragon, which could be called a symbol of absolute destruction, swept through the battlefield.
The dragon moved its huge neck and swept away the enemy with a fierce flame as if cleaning.
The demonic beasts and demons of hell caught in that flame let out desperate screams and burned up.
The breath of the Dragon Lord, who possessed a divine nature, was fatal to the demons summoned to the middle realm after leaving the demon world.
A small fry would not even be able to maintain its summoned body in the middle realm if it was just grazed.
“Kugh…. How dare you?”
“Where did a dying lizard like you come from!”
The high-level demons who had some strength to resist blocked the Lord's breath and ground their teeth.
They gathered their strength to the point where it would be a burden on the black mages and blocked the dragon's breath.
Anyway, no matter how powerful the attack, the dragon's breath was limited to three times a day.
If so, if they just endured two more times, that giant dragon would be nothing more than a lizard with a lot of strength.
So the chances of winning were sufficien….
“Follow Lady Persona!”
“We can't be late!”
“Hurry! If we're late, who knows what that human will do!”
…t.
If only there hadn't been a countless swarm of griffins falling from the sky.
Leading the griffin legion at the forefront was an Elder Griffin, even larger than the other griffins.
Storm Spear.
The leader who ruled Pavera and a direct retainer of the Four Calamities, he had appeared with his entire clan.
And they were not the only ones.
“We're here. Now get down!”
The ones jumping off the backs of the griffins were beastmen, vampires, dark elves, lizardmen, and so on.
All of them were the warriors of Pavera who lived as the powerful retainers of Kalaron.
They had joined this battlefield.
* * *
The tide of war was overturned in an instant.
Patrick appeared, a giant Black Dragon appeared, and even after that, the rarely seen subordinates of Kalaron arrived.
And they began to crush the retainers of hell summoned by the black mages.
“Uhahaha. Weak, so weak.”
“Aren't there any stronger ones?”
“Keoheoooong!”
It was truly overwhelming.
Pavera, located deep within the Great Forest, was a place where the strong gathered even within the Great Forest.
The strength of the warriors selected and chosen from there was such that the retainers of hell summoned by the black mages looked pitiful.
“What… what is this…?”
“Are they… on our side?”
The leaders of the allied forces could not understand this situation at all.
The sudden appearance of a Black Dragon on the battlefield where there seemed to be no hope, and the arrival of the formidable demi-human soldiers that followed.
Although they were attacking the enemy, they were not certain that they were allies.
In the first place, wasn't this something completely unexpected?
To the flustered leaders, someone appeared.
“Hello, everyone.”
Ebony-like black hair and white skin.
The woman who appeared, wearing an unfamiliar outfit and half-covering her face with a fan, was a fox beastman woman.
Even the nine fluffy tails swaying behind her back seemed to add to her beauty.
Her demeanor, which embodied both sensuality and elegance, was like that of a queen haughtily strolling through a party hall, not a battlefield.
She approached the leaders of the alliance and said.
“Where is Grand Duke Schneider?”
At that, everyone's gaze gathered in one place.
There was Grand Duke Schneider, pointing at himself with a 'Me?' expression.
She saw Grand Duke Schneider, smiled gently, and said.
“We've met before, haven't we?”
“Ah…. Come to think of it, you are?”
Grand Duke Schneider remembered.
This fox beastman woman was the same one who had previously guided his son into the Great Forest.
She had definitely been called a direct retainer of the Four Calamities….
“Was it Mrs. So Dalg-i?”
At that, Dalg-i smiled gently and said.
“To be called 'Mrs.' is more than I can bear.”
“……”
“Please just call me Dalg-i.”
“……”
My wife would get mad if I did that.
He couldn't bring himself to say that.
Instead, he asked something else.
“Does your coming here mean my son has returned?”
“Yes. That is correct.”
Grand Duke Schneider clenched his fists.
Yes. He had guessed as much.
There was only one person who could change this disadvantageous, no, desperate, tide of war like this.
“Where is my son now?”
“He charged ahead first to save his wife. But please do not worry.”
Dalg-i smiled gently and said.
“Nothing in this world will be able to harm him now.”
My son has gotten stronger once again.
Grand Duke Schneider, who took it that way, just nodded his head.
However, unlike him, those who still did not know Patrick well could not accept this situation so readily.
“Wait, I don't know who you are, but speak clearly. Does joining this war with the Double Dragon mean that you are our allies?”
One of the Empire's staff members asked in a questioning tone.
At that, Dalg-i covered half of her face with a fan and said.
“If he wishes for it to be so, then it must be so.”
“Th… then what is the extent of your military force? And for what purpose and with what justification have you joined this war?”
At the staff member's question, Dalg-i smirked.
Politics? In this situation?
And against her, of all people?
It wasn't even worth dealing with.
She made a languid and extremely bored expression and said.
“Purpose and justification…. Well, now? I don't care for such trivial things.”
“What did you say?”
“We simply followed his command.”
“'His'? …Are you referring to that dragon?”
“Don't be ridiculous. She is also a being who follows his command, just like us.”
A being to whom a dragon follows commands.
The impact of those words was by no means small.
A high-ranking priest from the Holy Theocracy carefully said.
“Excuse me, could the 'him' you have been referring to since a while ago be…?”
“Of course, it is Sir Patrick.”
At that, some people gasped.
So that's how it was.
They had guessed to some extent, but in the end, that monster had done something again.
When the absurdity went too far, a feeling of resignation even set in.
And Dalg-i left them and spoke to Grand Duke Schneider.
“This is his message. He said, 'I'll take care of this quickly, so don't worry, Father.'”
“Heh… heheheheh….”
Laughter was all that came out.
He was a son who always showed results that surpassed imagination.
“I have been ordered to guard Your Highness the Grand Duke here. So, would you permit me to stay by your side?”
“It would be an honor. Ah, but may I ask one thing?”
“What is it?”
“That, what kind of relationship have you formed with my son? In the first place, it seems you weren't like… this before?”
At that, Dalg-i brought one hand to her cheek, smiled gently, and said.
“My body and my heart.”
“…Huh?”
“My everything is his.”
“Uh… uh uh…. What does that mean?”
“He is my one and only master.”
“……”
What Dalg-i's words meant was: Your son has become a person who will decide the fate of the world in the future.
We have bet everything on that.
Therefore, I pledge my absolute loyalty to him.
And Dalg-i's intention….
‘This bastard got another woman? While his wives were suffering so much? What a rotten scoundrel.’
…was not conveyed at all.
* * *
“Huh? What was that? I just got the chills.”
Patrick shivered for a moment.
He felt like he had been framed for something unbelievable.
However….
“Well, that's not the urgent matter right now. Let's move on.”
The immediate problem was right in front of him.
“You…. What should I do with you? Huh?”
“……”
“Can't you even answer?”
“……”
“Hmph….”
Before Patrick's eyes was the Hegemon King, aiming his sword with a blank expression.