sonovelo Book 5: Chapter 82
Book 5: Chapter 82
Book 5: Chapter 82
Ed Edward shook his head. Although the adventurers were strong, the strongest amongst humanity and demons, it seemed like, today, they were doomed to fail. They werent prepared, and in the world of adventuring, ones readiness was key. It was the difference between fighting a skeleton with a hammer and fighting a skeleton with a spear or between digging a hole with a shovel and digging a hole with a swordor in this case, trying to suppress a fire-based skill without water-based techniques. Everything in the world had a weakness. If the adventurers knew all the spells Vur could cast and had appropriate countermeasures for them prepared in advance, it wouldnt be impossible for them to defeat him.
Unfortunately, the adventurers were scrambling to deal with the seemingly endless number of techniques Vur brought out. Right now, the adventurers were fighting passively, defending the white mages as they healed the fallen. For some reason, Vur was letting the healers do as they pleased while he tossed around the tanks, figuratively and literally. The scene was like a cat toying with a group of mice. Ed didnt claim to know what his king was thinking, but to him, it looked like Vur was extending the fight to discover the weaknesses of his techniques. Judging from Vurs display of strength, Ed believed there werent many things that could last more than one or two moves against the dragon. These adventurers could though, and why wouldnt Vur use them as a whetstone to practice?
Vur lifted a man and tossed him into the air. The man gritted his teeth and braced himself, but contrary to his expectations, he didnt hit the ground. He landed once more in the dragons paw, and less than a second after he got his bearings, he was thrown into the air again but sideways this time. A scream attracted his attention, and he turned his head. Another person had been thrown into the air right behind him. He didnt have time to identify who it was before he was caught and thrown parabolically upwards. A dark expression appeared on his face as he realized what was happening: the dragon was juggling him and his fellow tanks like they were balls.
The top half of a fairy sprouted from Vurs snout. She watched the four people go round and round in the air, their bodies making smacking sounds as they collided into Vurs paws. Even though they werent making sounds that expressed it, Stella could tell the adventurers were in pain. She turned around and patted Vurs scales, and a bubble of invisible wind appeared around Vurs headcourtesy of Zilphy. One of the adventurers screamed out a curse as he hit the ground, having been dropped by Vur thanks to the fairys distracting action. Vur furrowed his brow, and a leg sprouted out of the side of his body and picked the man up, tossing him back into the juggling rotation. What is it? Vur asked and retracted his extra leg. Thanks to the bubble of wind, only Stella could hear what he said.
Why are you juggling these people? Stella asked. Cant you see the white mages are healing their allies? If you want to juggle someone, shouldnt you juggle the white mages first?
Vur shook his head. They arent as sturdy, he said. If I juggle them, they might die.
Stella tilted her head. And thats a problem because?
Theyre my people, Vur said and blinked. Im their king. Why would I kill my people?
Aunties not a dragon, Vur said.
Tinas brow furrowed even further. A moment later, her eyes widened, and she took a step back. You, she said and pointed at Vur. Are you the boy from that time? The self-proclaimed king of what is now referred to as Konigreich the Second?
Im not self-proclaimed, Vur said and shook his head. I won the crown fair and square. Everyone saw it.
Tina exhaled and glanced at the adventurers, who were eyeing the two of them with wary expressions. Her face darkened. Do any of you know who youve been fighting? she asked. This is Vur Besteck, the king of Konigreich, husband of Tafel Besteck, who all of you know is one of Swirling Winds party members.
The adventurers exchanged glances with each other. They had heard about the shift in power, but as people who spent most of their time in Fuselage, they never really cared about or acknowledged the nobles from Zuer. Christian cleared his throat and asked the questions that were on everyones mind, If he and Tafel have a child, is it going to be a dragon or a demon? Will she give birth to an egg? Can they even
The nearest Shadow Specter member slapped the back of Christians head. Evidently, those were not the questions that were on everyones mind. Is he really our king? the Shadow Specter member asked. Why didnt he say anything while we were fighting him?
Your egos are too big, Vur said and shifted his gaze onto the green-robed woman. I had to squish them a little, or you wouldnt have acknowledged me as king. Vurs body shrank, and his scales sank back into his skin as he took on his human form. He placed his hands on his hips and swept his gaze over the adventurers. Hello. Im Vur, your king. His eyes narrowed when none of the adventurers reacted. He snorted, and a black rune appeared on his forehead. Kneel!
The weight of the world pressed down on every adventurers shoulders, and they dropped to their elbows and knees, unable to support themselves while standing. Vur nodded upon seeing the sight. Thats better.