The reality of fantasy in comprehensive comics

It is recorded that in that era, the traveling saint confronted the tyrannical dragon that ravaged the town as she passed through the town called Neruk, and subdued it, giving its body to the villagers to be dismantled.

However, what people don't know is that the tyrannical dragon has fallen for it after being subdued by it, and the soul and body are split in two, the body is given to the villagers, and the soul remains with Marda, who stays with her until she dies.

Of course, under such legends, Marda is a dragon knight.

The name of the tyrannical dragon was 'Tarask', and it was the dragon next to Marda now, with a huge head, a carapace covered with sharp thorns, six limbs and legs, and a long tail with poisonous thorns, which was different from the average dragon species.

Moreover, in terms of coercion, it is also much weaker than Fafner.

That's not because Tarask isn't powerful, in fact, Tarask, as the son of the sea monster Leviathan, is also an extremely powerful fantasy species.

It's just that its age is too young, and historically, when it was defeated by Mar 25, it was still a very childish dragon, and it was its childish words and deeds that annoyed Marda and was suppressed by it.

Of course, it is not comparable to the adult Fafnir.

"St. Marda... I didn't expect a character like you to be—" Joan of Arc looked at her with very unacceptable eyes, and said without saying anything.

"No way, this is the Holy Grail War... Not to mention this, did you really want to save these two servants when you came here?"

Marda seemed to sigh helplessly for a moment and stopped caring, and instead looked at a few people, especially Bai Ye, who was standing in the middle of the right.

"That's right. Bai Ye nodded, then raised his head and looked at the other party, "And what about you?

"Of course, this is the master's order after all, as a servant, especially a servant who has been endowed with the attribute of madness, it is very difficult for me to just squeeze out this trace of reason to talk to you! Even now, I can feel that there is some kind of impulse in my body. "

Marda sighed, a slightly helpless smile on her face, and several people fell silent.

Yes, this is the Holy Grail War, even if it is something you don't want to, you will be given the possibility of forcibly willing, especially the Servant who has been given the will to go berserk.

"Whew............"

Bai Ye took a deep breath, and then his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he looked at Marda opposite, with a certain firm will in his eyes.

"In that case, let me free you!"

“——！"

Matthew and Fujimaru Ritsuka's faces were cold and excited, and they opened their mouths and subconsciously wanted to say something, but they stopped talking several times, but they were still silent.

On the contrary, it was Joan of Arc, at the moment when he heard Bai Ye do this, he cast a very complicated gaze at him, some surprised, some helpless... Except there was no opposition.

"How dare you say-"

Although she said this, Marda's face showed a cheerful smile, "But, it's not bad!"

"Tarask——!"

Without further hesitation, Mada shouted, causing the dragon to let out a loud cry and flutter its wings.

"I've seen your strength in the previous battles, so there's no need for superfluous moves at all, it's definitely not your opponent, so-"

As if praying, Marda closed her eyes, and in an instant, a great deal of magic came out of her body.

"--Just use the treasure to divide the winner and lose! I will never show mercy to my subordinates, see the move!"

The dragon that flew into the air circled and embraced, forming a round shield like a huge shield, and its whole body burned with fierce flames, and the heat wave flew, scorching the air around it.

"—Tarasque (O dragon of sorrow who does not feel love)!"

The giant dragon turned into a spinning round shield, and with a surging flame, it slammed towards Bai Ye's side like a meteorite!

The air is scorching, the air is surging, and the power of that treasure is extremely powerful!

With the dragon as a treasure, even if it is only a juvenile dragon, its level is also A+!

Joan of Arc clenched the banner in his hand, and Matthew also clenched the shield in his hand, both of them were in front of Fujimaru Rika, as long as one of them was wrong, the treasure would be liberated immediately.

"It's straightforward—"

Bai Ye muttered to himself softly, and then held a false grip in his hand.

The silver sword disappeared from his hand, and the golden holy sword appeared.

"Then, this side should also respond to this power with all its might!"

"Boom!"

The majestic magic power gathered, countless points of light converged from the earth and the forest, and the huge sword of light took shape in Bai Ye's hands.

“Ex——calibur————！！！"

The torrent of golden light surged out like a surging wave, colliding with the meteorite-like crash of Tarask—

"Boom, boom, boom————!!!"

A violent roar rang out over the plain, sending out to 607 in all directions.

The divine golden light rose from the ground to the sky, and was seen by countless people, shocking their hearts.

After a long time, the tremor from the air finally died down, and everything fell silent.

On the ground, the blackened burn marks spread far away before they disappeared.

And on this plain, the dragon is also gone.

"Is it over?

"Well, the light is beautiful, but the sound hurts my ears a bit. Amadeus nodded.

"Ahh

Marda stood there, shaking her head, "But it can't be helped, so be it... Finally, I would like to warn you, although I don't know if I can use it, but if you want to deal with that evil dragon, you can go to Leon... Really, so, why let the saint kill..."

Just after saying this, her body completely turned into starlight and dissipated, but, until the end, her face still maintained a divine smile. _

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