CH 71

“Your Majesty!”

A surprised voice called behind Cecile, but she ignored it and wrenched open the door of the audience room she had fled from minutes ago. Buffeted by a blast of dusty wind, Cecile hacked and coughed as she took in the situation—it was a battlefield inside. A gigantic dragon was moving all over the place, its every movement causing flying debris and clouds of dust. Plates were being smashed, naturally, and the furniture and walls were being shattered too. The noise of it all struck Cecile’s ears with pain.

“Your Majesty! Tania!” Her yell was met with response despite all the chaos.

“Cecile? Why have you returned!”

“Yes, I’m here!”

She had called their names in the same way, yet the temperature of their answering tones was so different, but still, she felt reassured; both Estian and Tania appeared unharmed, in any case. Soon after, Estian’s figure appeared in front of Cecile through the clouds of dust. The moment Cecile saw his furious face, she took the initiative and cried out, “You can be angry later, but if you would please first bring me closer to that dragon! While protecting me, of course!”

“What?”

Estian was struck with incredulity. He had wondered as to what madman had come in when he heard someone opening the doors to the audience room, but who would have imagined it to be Cecile?

‘And here I barely got Kane to send her to her palace.’

Cecile was in terrible shape after running back. Her hair, which the maidservants had poured their soul into tying up into a pretty shape, was disheveled and flailing in the wind, her dress was ripped—god knows how—in one place and exposing a white leg, and besides that, she had stepped on something on the way and was bleeding from her feet. Estian felt a mixture of anger and distress at seeing her looking worse than he did when he was battling a dragon. He had not sent her away to see her in such a mess. The moment Estian’s eyes turned sharp, Cecil cried out, “You can be angry later, but if you would please first bring me closer to that dragon! While protecting me, of course!”

“…What?”

Cecile uttered the utterly unexpected in the most confident attitude. “There’s no time to explain! You’ve defeated the dragon many times now, but it still gets up again, right? That’ll keep repeating itself if I don’t take care of it!”

“…!”

Estian’s eyes grew wide at her words. It was as she said. He and Tania had faced the dragon together. No, to be exact, there was one more with them; someone else on the opposite side of him and Tania was fighting the dragon. The other combatant’s figure was hidden due to the dragon’s enormous body and the dust in the air, but clearly, they were of formidable skill. 

That did not improve the situation, however. They had defeated the dragon for sure and saw it fall to the ground, but at the next moment, it would be up on its feet, looking as lively as it did in the beginning. Seeing Tania shocked at the sight, the dragon had shouted, “Surprised? This is the special ability of our race known as Infinitum Repeat Sectioni! It’s the ability to maintain our best condition at any time!”

As the dragon blabbered incomprehensible words, amidst the sound of the collapsing building, the voice of a woman broke through the air from the other side. “Look at it posing, yammering on about a looping feature! Argh, why did I write in something like that!”

Estian did not have the slightest clue as to what she was going on about, but in any case, the situation did not look favorable. It was at this time that Cecile suddenly appeared. Seeing Estian hesitate, Cecile shouted, “The dragon won’t ever fall unless we use the spell of the Dragon Lord!”

“And where are we to find that spell!”

“There’s no need to go looking—because it’s in my hands!”

At that, Estian looked at the book in Cecile’s hands, and there he saw a title written in a distracting, illegible font, plastered across a cover composed of eye-searing pink, gold, silver, red, and blue foil: ‘I Ended Up Suddenly Taming A Dragon’.

“…”

“I get why you’re making that face, but right now you’ve got to trust in me!” Cecile pleaded, hastily clutching onto Estian and seeing his expression turning cold. “I’ll explain the details later! Anyway, here’s the Dragon Lord’s spell!”

“Cecile, I…”

“Oh, seriously!”

Seeing Estian continue to hesitate, Cecil dashed into the fray alone, approaching the dragon, and opened the book to read aloud what was written within. “I, the ruler of all creation, command you, oh foolish and wicked one—Let one wing be bound by the Chains of Iside!”

The moment Cecile incanted the first part of the spell, a mass of intricately shaped light rose above the dragon that had collapsed once again, following which the light began to rapidly wrap around the creature’s wings as if it were a living thing. Girgantia cried out in shock at the sudden appearance of the vines of light. “Th-this is…!”

Upon witnessing what was happening, Richard—who was rolling around the place looking medium dead—yelled in astonishment, “Wh-what the! That’s a power that was all but lost in ancient times!”

Regardless of Richard being surprised or not, Cecile was about to continue and read the next part of the spell when a lump of stone, dislodged from the ceiling due to Girgantia’s struggling, came flying toward her, but there was no pain; Estian had launched a punch and destroyed it before it could reach her. Seeing that Estian was protecting her, Cecile continued incanting the spell unhindered. “Let another wing be bound by the Spear of Orpheus! And another, by the Sword of Durs!”

Two more masses of light appeared then, and like the first one, shackled two of the dragon’s wings. It was merely being enveloped in light, yet the beast dropped to the ground and began to flap its wings in vain. “Ridiculous! How could! A human! I’m sure this spell is…”

Cecile did not care whether the dragon was surprised or not as she finished incanting the spell. “The last wing shall be bound by my power, the ruler of all creation…!”

In that instant, a word that could not be described with human ears was uttered from her mouth. Even she was surprised herself. I’m just reading from the text of a book, so why is such a weird word coming out of my mouth? Rather, this writing… it’s in letters I don’t know? How am I reading this? Amidst the amazement of everyone else, Cecile completed the last part of the spell. “אָשׁד”

And, at the same time, the dragon struggled as it cried, “N-no! Mommy, I was wrong!”