Chapter 52: Chapter 13: Slaying Dragons Laying Maidens [1]

Marimo reacted faster than the slightly shocked Lancelot, her body like a jet as she lunged across the huge arena, her body leaping into the air as a huge fireball was flung from the red dragon's mouth.Suddenly, in mid-air Meru's black feet stepped on Marimo's back, pressing down with her muscles tightened before exploding into the sky, using her to boost her towards the dragon at sonic speeds.

"Yah!"

"Hah!" The pressure sent Marimo's body to the ground towards Guinevere, who suddenly looked up with a shocked face, raising Longinus to defend herself.

Her black spear crouched under her arm, and her body was like an arrow completely straight, tearing through the sky to penetrate the dragon's chest.

*Slice**Pierce*

Meru's spear tore apart the soft pale scales under the dragon's belly, its maw opening as flames fired randomly as she screamed in pain, the black rabbit licking the dragon's blood from her spear before falling to the ground with a smile.

Marimo's eyes were narrow, like slits, as she felt her Master's complex feelings towards this woman.

How could she NOT give everything?

Holding her spear tight, she cannoned towards Guinevere, who pulled her back, arms tensing while a thick wind spread around her limbs.

*Clang**Slash*

Guinevere was accurate, powerful and crafty, using her wind to increase her speed and reduce the resistance of her spear tip—cutting through the air like paper, she lunged forward, timing it with Marimo's blow.

Her blade pierced the neck of Marimo despite her using Shield Wall and Shield Bash. In contrast, Marimo's spear pierced Guinevere's abdomen—a huge impact of wind and ice caused the Hare to release her spear as she tumbled across the arena floor, slamming her legs down to avoid falling off the edge, leaving a blood trail along with her body.

{Ahh~ Master... I failed, don't be mad...}

'You were beautiful—rest and attack when she least expects it. My lovely Hare.'

It was too late for him to save her as he was already rushing to save Meru.

Lancelot's body suddenly flung from the ground, encased in the same scales as the other day, activating his Dominus, beautiful wings growing from his back.

His wings flapped, crushing the ground beneath him, before flinging himself towards Meru with a loud bang catching her in the last moment, her arm wrapping around his neck, kissing his cheek with a cute smile.

*Tap**Tap**Drip*

With the adorable Meru, his body glided across the floor, his wings fluttering to dodge the fireballs from the huge red dragon—Guinevere was a kind woman. Hence she didn't attack the injured Marimo but rushed towards Lancelot, her face and blue eyes glowing like a demon.

"Lancelot! Your troops are so adorably amazing!"

"You too! What a wonderful woman you are!"

Meru climbed from Lancelot's body, her spear discarded as she began to conjure huge lances of ice, holding them above her as she twirled in sync with Lancelot's movement as he dodged the lunging attack from Guinevere, his swords sliding across the black pole creating an array of beautiful silver sparks.

*Da-Da-Da-Da*

She fired all four ice lances at the dragon, the small Hare smarter than she seemed, as all zoomed through the sky.

She tore the flesh and scales around the area she stabbed before, causing huge amounts of blood and dragon flesh to drop to the arena floor—even its flight became interrupted, dropping to the ground.

Yet Meru didn't stop!

Her body would draw its Ether from Lancelot, who kept feeding her Ether as his body, like a fortress, stopped all attacks from the spear of Guinevere.

*Clang!**Slash!*

The golden tip of Longinus sliced through the wing of Lancelot as his body lowered, both swords slashing the injured abdomen of Guinevere, causing her abdomen to be exposed, the tight 6-pack of firm abs now bloody and torn with deep wounds.

"Hahaha!" Lancelot felt amused—somehow, this Guinevere was different! Her body was toned, unlike the old flabby girl he slept with!

And her eyes!

They looked like a lover who found their husband cheating! Insanity, madness, obsession and deep affection swam in her small pupils as she breathed heavily.

"Lancelot... I can't lose you... we must become allies... There must be trust..." Her soft voice whispered, but he couldn't understand the context as she was bleeding from her lips and sounded hoarse.

"TIAMAT SUMMON DRIVE!"

"RAWR!!"

Lancelot's eyes widened, a smile forming on his face as the two enemies began to glow with a radiant shine—the light was too bright, and many onlookers were forced to hide their eyes.

In retaliation, he sent Meru back to safety, worried she might be injured, her figure vanishing into particles as he watched the huge dragon vanish before Guinevere showed her Summon Drive to him for the first time!

"Argh.... so good!" Guinevere's dragon's voice sounded as everyone watched in awe. Sёarch* The NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It was not the princess of the Empire...

Now it was a red dragon, Empress, her long black hair burning with a scarlet flame, embers flickering from the tips, two red wings with thick scales and sharp claws on each end.

Guinevere looked towards Lancelot with her golden pupils and slit eyes, smiling at him with her sharp canines like a dragon, her body now protected by dark red scales as she stepped forward with heavy steps.

'I cannot beat her with this half-assed Dominus... Since she looks like a Dragon, let me match you with a Demon!'

[...]

In the corner, Marimo now knelt, holding her spear ready to attack the moment she saw an opening, her body almost crushed by the aura of Lady Guinevere.

{Strange... Master, she is only a little weaker than you in your Dominus!}

'Do not worry—I am here. Let me shoulder all your worries and burdens, my beloved subjects.'

Lancelot's voice spread over all his troops, no matter the Hares building, killing imps or Ikumi, who was itching her butt. They all felt the warm and passionate pulse of their Master's words and feelings.

Unlike his Dominus, indicted by rage, it was much gentler... like the Ether was under his control, dancing with his swords. The magic around his body began to grow, more and more, little by little...

His entire body began to pour with an aura that washed away the hot, boiling and fierce aura of the Dragon Empress.

[You never cease to amaze me... My King]

Out of respect for his imbuing his Domunis with the water element and aspect of his Blade Waltz and swordsmanship, she called him King, not Darling.

*Woosh!*

Like a slowly raging storm, from a gentle breeze to a hurricane, his body was wrapped in his Ether as his body began to transform, two curved horns, beautiful and black, shimmering in the light, his wings now larger and filled with raven feathers with sharp edges.

A gentle hymn sounded as if sung by angels—as his hand reached out towards Marimo, her eyes widened as she felt his call.

'Summon Drive with me, Marimo—lend me your power.'

Everyone was shocked as a swirl of blood danced across the field while the pressure still forced Guinevere to kneel, her face furious and teeth biting her lips as blood oozed down her chin.

"Bow for your King, Summon Drive."

A huge procession of huge purple swords floated in the air as the blood of Marimo was used to form his Dominus armour, her body becoming black particles of Ether before merging with his body.

A scarlet red armour covering his entire body, beautiful and filled with flames, a red-winged helmed with black feather's slowly forming over his face, as he held out his hand...

Slowly the gentle hymns faded, as a blue icicle formed in his hand, slowly forming a blade of frost, a beautiful black handle and a curved blade like an eastern sword.

This was Marimo... Marimo's Summon Drive...!

"My adorable Marimo, let us destroy our enemy together." His voice was charming and distorted, but the beautiful blue blade glistened with blue crystals.

"Guinevere..."

"Stand up and fight."

Lancelot's final words echoed through the arena as he stepped forward, his sword held at his chest, pointing towards the sky.