"This mission is limited to three days. If it is not completed within three days, it will be considered a mission failure. The mission will be hung on the wall again, and you will not be able to accept this mission again within one month."

"Of course, if you do not return for more than three days, it will also be considered a mission failure. During this period, you can give up this mission at any time. The cost of giving up the mission is the same as the mission failure."

"The location of the dragon's lair is one thousand meters east of the village. If you complete the mission, cut off the dragon's head and bring it back to exchange for my bonus."

After accepting the mission, Saitama returned to Irena excitedly.

"Mr. Saitama, what mission did you accept?"

"Defeat the dragon."

Irena: "???"

Looking at the mission list in Saitama's hand, Irena was silent. She looked at Saitama as if she was looking at a second Shinzo Abe.

"Mr. Saitama, this mission..."

"Boom!"

Irena wanted to persuade Saitama to give up this mission, but before she finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the surroundings.

"Hahaha, stupid human, the dragon Charles is here again, get your gold coins ready!"

A hideous laugh came from the sky, followed by a howling wind. In the open space in the middle of the village, a dragon fell from the sky, and the terrifying air wave blew the surrounding buildings to the east and west, and some even shattered on the spot.

"Swoosh~"

A villager was caught off guard and blown away by the air wave raised by the dragon. He looked at the sky below in horror. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Saitama suddenly appeared, caught him steadily, and put him on the ground.

The villager hurriedly thanked Saitama, and then ran away like crazy.

"Is this the evil dragon?"

Saitama looked at the big winged lizard in the center of the square that was twice as tall as the house. He felt that this guy was very similar to the thing he saw in the last world, but the color was darker and the size was larger.

When the dragon descended, it represented destruction and disaster. Countless villagers began to flee frantically, fearing that they would be killed by the dragon's breath if they got too close.

"Oh, Lord Charles, I'm really sorry that you came here in person..."

Seeing the dragon descend, the old village chief walked out slowly with a cane, bowing his head to express his apology.

"Hehe, stop talking nonsense, are the gold coins for this month ready!"

"I warn you, if you lose a gold coin, I will destroy one of your houses!"

The dragon Charles opened his mouth and roared wildly, and a hot dragon breath lingered in his mouth, as if it was about to burst out at any time.

"This..."

The village chief was embarrassed and trembling:

"Lord Charles, you want one thousand gold coins every month. Our village is small and we really can't afford it. In the past, our whole village saved money to provide you with it, but recently the demons on the border have been making trouble. All the able-bodied men in our village have been dragged into the army. The things that can be sold in the village have been sold out. We really can't get enough..."

"We, we only have more than 800 gold coins now. Can you give us a few days..."

Hearing that Qingmu Village didn't get enough gold coins, Charles was furious. He immediately flapped his wings and flew up from the ground. A breath of dragon quickly formed in his mouth.

"What! You didn't get the gold coins I wanted, so let you and your village perish together!"

"Start with you!"

After that, the dragon breath had already gushed out of its mouth and shot towards the elderly village chief!

The village chief was terrified, but he was old and his legs were not in good shape, so he could not run. Looking at the oncoming dragon breath, he could only stand there and wait for death silently.

"Boom!"

When the smoke dissipated, the place where the village chief had stood had turned into a charred pit.

Seeing the village chief turned into ashes by the dragon breath, the evil dragon Charles showed a satisfied expression on his face. He flew over the village, and the dragon breath in his mouth formed again, ready to burn the village completely!

"Why does a dragon need so many gold coins? It can't be eaten..."

Just then, a plain voice came to Charles' ears. He turned his head and saw that a bald cloaked guy had appeared on his shoulders at some point, looking at him speechlessly.

"Roar! Who are you? How dare you trample on the shoulders of the great Charles with your dirty feet!"

"Get off!"

Charles was furious. He immediately flapped his wings and tried to throw Saitama off his shoulders. However, Saitama's feet seemed to be glued with super glue. No matter how he flapped his wings, he stood firmly on them without moving.

"My name is Saitama. I'm a hero out of interest. Um... No, I seem to be a bronze medal adventurer now..." Saitama said.

While Saitama was talking, Charles finally seized the opportunity and used his claws toCharles slapped Saitama off his shoulder, and when Saitama landed, Charles immediately sprayed the dragon breath brewing in his mouth towards the ground.

Charles used all his strength to spray this dragon breath, and he stopped only when he couldn't breathe. The whole open space was sprayed into a bottomless pit. Everything inside, including stones and soil, would be melted by the super-high temperature dragon breath. Nothing could survive, nothing!

"Huh, this, this is the end of provoking Charles!"

Charles took a breath and said complacently.

"Got you!"

Just then, a finger suddenly poked its face. It turned its head in shock and saw that Saitama, who should have been burned to charcoal, appeared next to him intact.

How could it be possible!

Without waiting for Charles to react, Saitama smiled slightly, made a fist with his right hand, and punched it in the face!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Charles's huge body fell from the sky and smashed heavily into the big hole it had just burned. The size of this hole was just enough to hold its body, like a tailor-made grave.

Beside the big pit, Saitama held Charles's hideous huge head in his right hand and landed steadily at the door of the Adventurer's Guild.

"Hello, I'm here to hand in the task."

…………

Ten minutes later.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Saitama walked out of the Adventurer's Guild carrying a bag of 100 gold coins, and the dragon's head was left in the guild as a display for future generations to admire.

And under the dragon's head, there was a line of words written.

[Defeater: Bronze Medal Adventurer Saitama! 】

"Mr. Saitama, thank you for saving our village..."

The elderly village chief hurried over to express his gratitude to Saitama. Just before he was about to be burned to death by the dragon's breath, it was Saitama who appeared in time to transfer him to another place and saved his life.

Irena, who was standing by, looked at the smoking dragon's body in the pit and remained silent.

He felt that he seemed to have underestimated this bald hero. If he had the strength to kill the evil dragon right after his reincarnation, wouldn't it mean...

Irena looked at Saitama. At this moment, the figure of the great magician who had predicted that he would defeat the devil hero in her mind gradually overlapped with Saitama and gradually became his appearance...

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