The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

They crossed countless mountains and rivers, and it took nearly a year just to travel.

There are almost endless flying dragon monsters from Dragon Valley. Because they are dragon monsters, the difficulty of conquering them increases exponentially.

In the end, they met the Black Dragon King as scheduled. Just as soon as the one-eyed dragon came up, it gave them an extremely terrifying attack.

The terrain changes were minor, and the damage was spread over an extremely wide range.

Just a face-to-face encounter, and more than half of the expeditionary force that came up to attack had already suffered casualties.

The Dragon King is too powerful, so powerful that all kinds of props and armors are consumed rapidly, and after a few battles, the available equipment becomes almost non-existent.

It was obvious that they had been preparing for this moment for so long, but despite the huge gap, the advantages of equipment and ability values ​​could not close the gap between them.

The flying end, invincible power, only at that moment will they let go of their arrogance and have a clear understanding of that terrifying existence.

If there wasn't a Level 10 strong man in the team, it would have been only a matter of time before the expedition team that fought the black dragon was defeated by the powerful attack.

It is a dangerous battlefield that only those who have reached Level 7 can take action. Those who do not meet the requirements are not even considered as cannon fodder that consumes the opponent's strength. They can only deal with endless dragon monsters on the sidelines.

Of course, Level 7 is just cannon fodder, unless he has skills like his... No, even he is just a drop in the bucket.

The Black Dragon, Leviathan and Behemoth are completely two-dimensional beings.

Without swallowing it, he couldn't cause any harm to the Dragon King, and he couldn't even cut off its scales with a full blow.

If it weren't for the assistance of the "Queen", he might have been the most useless person in the expedition team.

Although the black dragon's crusade was successful now, no one would be able to laugh.

The price of being a hero is too heavy.

It was so heavy that there was no joy that filled my chest afterwards, no imagination of fame, wealth and reputation, only endless sadness and regret.

"How long will it take to return to Orario..."

"It will take about a week at the earliest... We still have to go to the towns we pass to resupply..."

Sudden whispers reached his ears. Chardo didn't stop, but he uncontrollably looked at the luxurious carriage beside him from the corner of his eye.

As if penetrating through the compartment of the carriage, Chaldo's eyes under his helmet were deep and solemn, with a hint of reminiscence, as if he was nostalgic for the past.

Now there is a young girl lying in the carriage. She is the "only hero" who successfully defeated the black dragon, and she is also the "gospel" that brings hope to the lower world.

During the crusade of the "Dragon King", this girl named "Alfia" from the "Hera Familia" played a great role, and it can even be said that she laid the foundation for their "victory".

Her powerful magic made the Black Dragon King lose all face, and she was the only one in the team who could compete with the Black Dragon.

The "Hero" and "Empress", the leaders of the two families, were simply foils on that battlefield.

Thinking of this, Chardo sighed.

This young girl who brought them the "gospel" is now lying unconscious in the carriage, her life or death unknown.

The price of being a "hero" is very heavy. Although you get precious "hope" in exchange, it may also bring you deeper "despair".

The so-called "heroes" are like this, and they will never end well.

Countless legends in the lower world prove the so-called "hero's end".

What makes people regretful is that they have to let a little girl bear such a cruel fact for them.

Thinking of this, Chardo clenched his iron fist unconsciously, and scarlet blood slowly flowed out from the dark gauntlet, eventually dripping to the ground to form drops of bright red flowers.

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The heroes who had defeated the black dragon returned. With countless people looking forward to it, they wore armor full of scars, showing off their achievements, and strode in from the city gate with smiles on their faces.

After a period of adjustment, the entire fleet of adventurers adjusted their moods and got over the depressive haze in their hearts before entering the city.

They are adventurers, and they are also older. Except for the girl in the carriage with her eyes closed, the youngest is nearly thirty years old and belongs to the old people in the adventurer industry.

We have seen too many separations between life and death.

At least at this moment, they can't expose their ugliness.

The "three major adventurer commissions" were all completed, and the news spread throughout the city. On this day, the entire Orario was exuding a fanatical atmosphere, and the word carnival was truly worthy of the name.

People had smiles on their faces, and the guild hall was even more crowded.

The streets were filled with all kinds of pedestrians, and the lights and colorful decorations were not even enough to describe the grand occasion.

Not only the local residents of Orario, but also travelers from nearby towns heard the news and came to visit.

It is estimated that as the news spreads further around the world, Orario will become even more dazzling in the future with the name "The Center of the World".

However, some people are happy and some are sad. At this moment, the whole Orario has entered a carnival, but the girl sitting next to her sister's bed cannot show a sweet smile from the bottom of her heart.

Her beautiful eyes were red from crying, and there were two deep tear marks on her face that could be easily broken.

At this moment, she was no longer the pistachio in the family, nor was she the cute and charming white elf.

She didn't want to participate in carnivals or anything like that. She was just waiting here as a sister, hoping that her favorite sister could slowly wake up in front of her eyes.

"Metria. I will definitely find a way to cure Alfia..."

"Well, thank you, Hera..."

Looking at her sister's lonely back, the goddess Hera standing behind her murmured, with unspeakable bitterness and heaviness on her face.

My sister Alfia's appearance and words when she left seemed like yesterday. But she didn't expect that conquering the black dragon would cost the girl such a heavy price.

She already understood why her sister would make such a request to herself at that time.

It's love for my sister.

Now she has used all the recovery potions on the market for Alfia, and also used a lot of magic and potions to lift the curse, but the girl lying on the bed still showed no sign of waking up.

The gift has been updated and checked. At this time, Alfia can be said to have entered the threshold of Level 11. Having been recognized by the gods, she has once again made her body and mind grow by leaps and bounds.

It's just that this should be a happy thing.