《Apostle of the Gods》Apostle of the Gods - Chapter 120.
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Chapter 120.: 120.
Around the time when Dolflare’s figure disappeared beyond the horizon .
「G R R…」
Dura cried out in a small voice, and fleetingly glanced back .
He might be feeling sad to separate from his birthplace and parent .
That’s why I gently patted Dura’s neck .
「Dura . We’ll regularly go visit the dragon’s mountain range . 」
「Un . G R R」
「The dragons were all kind! Kyuru」
Rubeum seems to have taken a liking to the dragons, too .
On the way home, after about a day passed without any incident,
My Transceiver Ring rang .
『Regina, Dion, Milt . And Will, can you hear me?』
It was the voice of the president Xenovia who remained back in the academy .
『What happened?』
Regina’s voice replied from the Transceiver Ring .
『Twelve demons appeared . At the Devil’s Forest . 』
Xenovia concisely reported what happened and where it happened .
Twelve demons is not something normal .
Devil’s Forest is a forest with a lot of monsters to the southeast of the Royal Capital, that is, the southeast of the Academy of Heroes .
It is about a five hours’ walk from the academy .
I was looking at maps during my free time, so I happened to know by chance .
Geography is important in everything you do .
『What?』
Unusual for Regina, she seemed to be a little unsettled .
『Milt, Regina . How long will it take to get over here?』
『At full speed, it’ll take at least five hours . 』
It was Milt’s voice, who should have remained in the academy .
Milt seems to be away from the academy for some reason .
In other words, the only member of the Council of Sages who remained in the academy was Xenovia .
Even if it’s Xenovia, twelve demons might be a little too much .
『…We’ll do our best, but no matter how hard we try, it’ll also take five hours for us to reach . 』
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Dion said calmly .
If Dion, who is very familiar with the ability of wyverns, says that, he’s probably right .
『That is still far away . Understood . I will try to buy some time . 』
「Xenovia . Don’t overdo it . 」
『I know… Master . 』
Xenovia called me “Master” .
Because I addressed her “Xenovia”, she guessed that Rosetta and the others didn’t hear me .
Right now, Rosetta and Tina were riding the wyvern where Arti is the rider .
Regina and Dion each rode their own wyverns .
「I’ll try to get there as soon as possible . Don’t die no matter what . 」
『Thank you very much . Please leave it to me . 』
And the call ended .
Dion said to Arti in a loud voice .
「It’s an emergency . We will go ahead first!」
「Arti and others follow after us later!」
At Regina’s instructions, Arti nodded with a serious expression .
「Understood . 」
「Will! No, Dura! Can you keep up with me?」
「G R R . Dura is much faster than a wyvern . 」
「I see . That’s reassuring! Then, Will, follow me on Dura . 」
「Rog…」
When I tried to reply「Roger」,
「Kyururururu!」
Rubeum, riding on my shoulder, roared .
「What is it?」
「Rubeum is also fast! Kyuru」
「Hou?」
「Watch me, Will . Kyururu」
No sooner than that, Rubeum flew further from my shoulder to the sky . And, assumed his giant-form .
A magnificent crimson dragon of ten meters in length, and three meters in height, which you wouldn’t believe is a baby dragon .
He was slightly smaller than Dura, but was large enough .
「Get on me, Will . Kyuru」
Then Regina said with a serious expression .
「Wait, Rubeum . It’s an emergency . Let’s think about who will ride who . 」
「All right . Kyuru」
We discussed while flying at high speed in the sky
A minute later, we decided on who would ride whom .
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Me and Regina on the back of Rubeum .
It’s a strategy to put the lightest two on Rubeum, the fastest .
Shiro, Fluffy, and Fay, are lightweight, so they ride with me .
Dion rode alone on Dura, the next fastest .
Regina and Dion’s wyverns were in a state where no one was riding them .
But wyverns are clever, so if you tell them, they’ll follow Arti’s wyvern .
After the transfer in the air, Regina looked at the disciples tenderly .
「Children . Come back safely . 」
「「Yes!」」
「Arti . I’ll leave it to you . 」
「Please leave it to me . 」
And then, Rubeum and Dura started accelerating .
Both Rubeum and Dura were twice as fast as wyverns .
But Rubeum doesn’t seem to be serious yet .
「…Rubeum . Fly with all your might . 」
「Will, I understand, but what about Dura? Kyuru」
「Dura will fly after us at full speed . Leave it to Dion . 」
「All right . 」
Rubeum accelerated further . His speed overwhelmed Dura’s .
Dura was by no means slow . Rubeum was just too fast .
The distance kept increasing .
We can entrust Dura to Dion .
「Meeee-」「Pigi」
Both I and Regina were so nervous to the point of being silent .
On the other hand, Shiro and Fluffy were not . They probably didn’t understand the situation .
They were just excited by Rubeum’s overwhelming speed .
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