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Central Lands.
Rigel Canyon.
The scorching sun baked the earth, and surrounded by mountains was this deep, rocky canyon.
Deep within the canyon, a crimson giant dragon lay coiled quietly.
Red Mirror Dragon, a type of demon species, its scales are as hot and smooth as lava, its eyes gleam with evil light, Magic resistance unknown, strength unknown, it is an extremely powerful demon.
Highly dangerous!
Fern's pupils shrank again and again.
She was already regretting why she had spoken up to ask about the next itinerary!
"Mr. Yulian..."
"Mistress Frieren..."
Fern lay prostrate in the grass on the canyon's summit, breaking out in a sweat, speaking softly to the two people beside her.
"No matter how you look at it, this isn't something humans can defeat, right?! (Extremely quiet loudness!)"
"This..."
Yulian looked at Fern's mother's small body, then looked at the terrifyingly sized Red Mirror Dragon down the mountain, and his heart couldn't help but soften.
"How about..."
Let's just forget it...
"No."
Frieren's gaze was firm, interrupting before Mr. Yulian finished speaking.
At the same time, Frieren turned to look at Fern, who had a look of being saved, with a serious gaze.
"Fern..."
"It is said this fellow has eaten quite a few people."
"It's better to slay it."
"But Mistress Frieren!"
Fern was on the verge of tears.
Slay this dragon?
This really isn't as easy as it sounds!
"Relax, Fern."
Frieren's lips curled slightly.
"We will be here for you..."
Frieren seemed about to say something, but suddenly didn't know how to describe it.
So Frieren looked at Yulian.
Yulian pointed to himself with his finger, and only after receiving Frieren's affirmative gaze did he tentatively speak.
"Escorting you?"
"Right!"
Frieren smiled happily and gently patted Fern's shoulder.
"We will be here to escort you!"
"Really?"
Fern stood up shakily, and the next second, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
Fern couldn't stand steady and fell to the ground.
While Frieren and Yulian had already run far away, watching from another patch of grass.
"Mr. Yulian!"
"Mistress Frieren!"
Fern cautiously glanced at the Red Mirror Dragon down the mountain, and after confirming it was just snoring and not making other movements, Fern angrily stood up and looked at the two behind her!
Yulian: "=ω="
Frieren: "=ω="
"Go on, Fern."
Yulian made a cheering gesture.
"There isn't much time left."
Frieren urged.
"Okay!"
Fern gritted her teeth, flew into the air, and took a deep breath.
"Just one attack will be enough, right!"
Fern turned her head wanting to confirm again, but the two had already run far away and were destined not to hear her voice.
How unreliable!
Fern was so angry her teeth itched, but she still focused intently on the sleeping Red Mirror Dragon below her.
Today's practice, fly into the air, launch an attack, and escape!
"Magic - Ordinary Attack Magic!"
A terrifying purple beam gathered beside Fern!
"Whoosh - Bang!"
It hit!
The huge Magic beam carried world-destroying power and struck the Red Mirror Dragon fiercely!
Smoke rose everywhere, even covering the Red Mirror Dragon's massive nearly hundred-meter-long body!
"Roar, roar, roar!"
An angry roar sounded!
Fern only felt her body unsteady and almost fell from the air!
The joy on her face also vanished!
"Fern, run!"
The figures of Frieren and Yulian were no longer seen in the distant grass, but a black-haired young man and a white-haired elf were sprinting on the clear mountain road!
"Flight Magic!"
"Roar!"
The Red Mirror Dragon rapidly approached Fern, its ferocious face and fangs looked terrifying!
Even more terrifying were its enormous, sky-obscuring dragon wings it was flapping, and its hundred-meter-long body!
The Red Mirror Dragon flew, sweeping up strong winds, a sense of oppression like a small mountain rolling towards Fern, Fern was almost suffocated in mid-air!
"Fern will be alright, right..."
Having escaped to a safe place, Frieren looked back somewhat worriedly.
However, the moment she saw the mountain-like figure, Frieren hesitated and spoke again.
"How about, we run a bit more?"
"Frieren, that's enough."
Yulian's expression was serious.
"The Red Mirror Dragon has territorial awareness, we are already safe here!"
"There's no need to run anymore..."
"Besides, I'm already tired..."
Yulian slumped down beside Frieren with a wronged expression.
Smelling the light, elegant fragrance beside him, he really didn't want to get up at all.
"You..."
Frieren looked at Yulian, who was leaning beside her, in silence for a moment.
"I thought you were talking about whether to go back and check on Fern..."
"Check on what? Fern's escape speed is completely nothing to worry about."
"I can guarantee that point!"
Yulian lifted the corner of his mouth and smiled.
"Ahhhhhh!"
The next second, only a scream was heard!
With disheveled hair, screaming, Fern landed steadily beside the two!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Fern gasped for air, her expression stiff.
It was clear she hadn't recovered from being chased by the giant dragon.
"You guessed right."
Frieren glanced lightly at Yulian, then gently walked over to Fern.
"Don't worry, as long as you keep going..."
Frieren lightly glanced at the Red Mirror Dragon that had already flown away in the distance.
"One day you can wear it down to death."
"Mistress Frieren..."
Fern looked at Frieren with a face full of disbelief.
"I feel like Fern might die first..."
Yulian silently complained, and pulled up Fern, who was resting on the ground, with a pained heart.
Fern immediately cast a grateful look!
"That's true."
Frieren nodded helplessly.
It seems the target found for Fern to practice on is a bit too strong...
"Let's go, let's rest for today."
Frieren gently stroked Fern's cat head, and smiled gently.
"But, if this dragon isn't dealt with, there's nothing we can do..."
Although Fern didn't want to mention the Red Mirror Dragon that made her so disheveled again, she still pursed her lips and said it.
"If Stark is willing to join us, it would be a bit easier."
Frieren nodded, then looked at Yulian again.
"But even without him, we can still deal with the Red Mirror Dragon?"
"Mr. Yulian!"
Light shone in Fern's eyes as she looked at Yulian, as if stars were twinkling.
"Me, me?"
Yulian pointed to himself in disbelief.
"Did I give you some kind of illusion that I can compete with that thing?"
"After all, if Yulian acts as the front row, it's not impossible."
"I also think Mr. Yulian can definitely do it!"
Frieren and Fern chatted among themselves.
Yulian's words of refusal were automatically ignored by the two of them.
Seeing this, Yulian could only sigh.
It seems...
I must find a way to get Stark to join the team...
I am a noble Great Mage!
Not some heavy armored warrior...
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