"Even though he's called a demon, he doesn't seem to have much magical power. Is he crestless?" (Fia)
Zavilia shrugged his shoulders and stretched out in a completely relaxed manner.
"With those three, I'm sure they can handle a crestless." (Zavilia)
But instead of relaxing, I looked down at Zavilia in my arms, my body still stiff.
"Z-Zavilia, it's said that the devil hasn’t appeared even once in the past 300 years…" (Fia)
"Yeah, that's right. This is a terrible coincidence. I think one of the three of us must be unbelievably unlucky." (Zavilia)
"Y-yeah, but..." (Fia)
Zavilia was lying comfortably in my arms as I panicked, but suddenly his ears twitched.
"What?" (Fia)
Then, he woke up from where he was lying, raised his head, and looked into the distance as if searching for something...so far away that I couldn't see it with my eyes, when suddenly, he slammed his tail against my body.
Zavilia let out a small sigh, as if to say that he had done it, and continued speaking with an air of admiration.
"It's amazing that you can control the amount of magical power. I'll correct you, Fia. It looks like the opponent has a crest. Hehe, this is quite a bit." (Zavilia)
Perhaps it's a monster's instinct, but Zavilia, sensing its strength, laughed happily.
However, I had no time to enjoy the situation.
Curtis! Green! Blue!
I was worried about the three people who were probably facing the demon, and my heart instantly started beating fast.
Ah, I wonder why those three people will encounter a demon who hasn't appeared for 300 years! Moreover, it has a crest!?
As Zavilia said, there must be at least one person in the mix who was extremely unlucky!
I clutched my chest tightly as I thought about this, but then I remembered what happened 300 years ago.
That's right, Curtis once faced a demon with a crest in his previous life as an escort knight.
Therefore, he should know the demon's strength and how to deal with it and understood how he should respond.
I tried to look for some comfort and have some wishful thinking, but I knew it wasn't going to be that simple.
If the opponent was a devil with a crest, even one wrong move would result in irreversible damage.
That was why those three people shouldn't make a single mistake, but for two of the three, this was their first time facing a demon.
Too bad...
I bit my lip and looked at Zavilia as if clinging to him.
"Zavilia... please guide me to the three of them." (Fia)
My voice was so hoarse that it was difficult to hear due to my fear of the demon, but Zavilia seemed to understand.
However, Zavilia noticed my pale face and spoke in a voice that seemed to be admonishing me.
"Fia, I think those three people will be able to escape on their own. They might lose an arm or two, but they won't die. So, I think it would be a good idea for Fia to wait here for the three of them?" (Zavilia)
Zavilia then continued, saying that it would be a good idea to heal the three of them with recovery magic.
For Zavilia, my safety was a top priority.
Even if he cared about someone other than me, the moment he weighed it against my own safety, the priority drops visibly.
On top of that, I understood that I was afraid of the demon and couldn't move normally, so I understood that I didn't want him to get close to me.
However, there was no way they could take the option of leaving the three who were facing the demon alone.
"Zavilia, I'm going!" (Fia)
"Yeah, I knew that." (Zavilia)
Zavilia gave a resigned look and nodded without missing a beat, then looked up at the sky.
Then, in an instant, he suddenly grew bigger and returned to his original size, enough for me to look up at it.
The large and beautiful black dragon crouched down and spread its wings.
"Ride on, Fia. I'll respect your feelings and go as fast as I can. I'll cut through space, so hold on so you don't fall." (Zavilia)
Author's Note
Thank you for always reading!
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