Apostle of the Gods Chapter 75
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Chapter 75
The dragon rolled over to the wall while crying in pain .
「Gurarararararaaa」
I shortened the distance to perform a follow-up attack .
The dragon releases its breath while grovelling on the ground . The breath was as powerful as ever .
But I do not slow down .
I run while tearing through the breath with my left hand which was clad in magic .
And once again I tried to strike the dragon’s face with my right hand .
The dragon stopped my fist with its left hand .
「Splendid」
「Gurururu」
As I praised, the dragon cried out happily .
And then an intense flame breath from close range .
At the same time, it clenched my fist and fixed it in position, and then twisted its body and swung the tail down onto me .
「Uh!」
I erected a magic barrier to prevent the flame breath .
The sides, which were the thinner part of the barrier, was hit with the strong tail .
Moreover, it was a powerful physical attack dealt on a barrier with high magical defence to block the magic breath .
Unable to endure the physical attack, the magic barrier breaks down .
Immediately, I was engulfed in flames and was beaten with the tail .
I was blown away and crashed into the wall .
And then, I was once again shrouded in darkness .
「…Vill-was-strong-but-now-dead」
The dragon murmured, sounding lonely .
「Thanks for your compliment, but I’m not dead yet」
「…How?」
「Because I’m covering my body with magic… So, I can take a few breaths and blows」
Even if it doesn’t last long, I can endure without a barrier for a short time .
However, all my clothes were burnt in an instant .
All that was left to me was a naked short sword, the magic bag which is a magic tool, and the transceiver ring .
Due to my sheath being burnt, the short sword with magic light cast on it was brightly spinning on the floor and illuminated the surroundings .
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「Even my shoes were burnt . From now on, I should prepare a change of clothes」
The most difficult part was the burnt leather sheath of the short sword .
It was the first leatherwork I made, which took over 2 hours . I was kind of attached to it .
However, it can’t be helped . Hating on the dragon would also be unreasonable .
「Now then, shall we settle this?」
「U-mu」
After that, I fought intensely with the dragon in a buck naked condition .
I used my fist to throw out punches .
The dragon makes full use of its breath, tail, fangs and claws .
About five minutes passed, while I overcame all of the dragon’s attacks and dealt back some of my own .
「It’s about time to end this」
I pinned down the fatigued dragon from above with a magic barrier .
「Gurururururu!」
The dragon struggled for a while, and when it realised it could not break free,
「…Vill,-my-defeat」
Saying so, the dragon calmed down .
As I was also exhausted, I lifted the magic barrier, picked up the short sword and sat down next to the dragon .
My butt was cold as I was buck naked .
「It was a good fight」
「Un」
The dragon nodded obediently .
「Why are you here, dragon? Did Regina bring you here?」
「Not-dragon」
The dragon did not answer the question and shook its head .
Maybe it doesn’t like being called “dragon” .
「But, you don’t have a name right?」
「Name-I-want」
「I see」
「Vill,-name-me」
「… Is it really okay? And I will carefully think of a name later…」
「Name,-now」
If it really wants one, then I should think of a name .
「Hmm…」
「………」
The dragon was staring at me with brilliant expectations .
I observed the dragon again .
The scales shone crimson in the light of the magic light .
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「That’s right… How about Rubeum? If you don’t like it, I’ll come up with another one…」
It was an ancient word meaning “crimson” .
「Rubeum! My name is Rubeum!」
Then, it greatly howled in happiness 「GURAAAAAAAAAAA!」
At the same time, I felt a strange sensation as if a little magic power was absorbed away .
「…I don’t understand well, but my language suddenly became fluent」
Is there really such a thing in the effect of naming?
When I was thinking of looking into it later, Rubeum happily rubbed its nose on mine .
And then it started licking my face .
It seems to be really attached to me . Is this also an effect of naming?
「Rubeum sure is pampered」
I rubbed under its chin, as I always do for Shiro and RunRun .
「KyururuKyurururu」
Maybe Rubeum was clearing its throat or something, because it made a mysterious cry .
Rubeum cheerfully swung its tail, and licked my stomach .
I was naked, so it was super ticklish .
「So, why is Rubeum here?」
「I came with Dion」
「So it was Dion, not Regina?」
「Who is Regina? Rubeum doesn’t know」
「She is a small and strong dwarf . Tell me how Dion came to bring you here」
「…let’s see…」
Rubeum explained slowly while recalling the event .
Apparently, although the body is big, Rubeum seems to be just born .
「When I came to notice, I was in a building made of stone」
「I see… So that’s where you met Dion?」
「Yup」
And Dion seems to have brought Rubeum here .
「Dion said, Will would come here if I wait」
「I see–」
Later, I shall ask Dion in detail about how he brought Rubeum here .
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