The Second Son of the Count Is Too Good - The Second Son of the Count Is Too Good chapter 110

Turong.

“Kuh!?”

Ragnar flew through the sky due to the impact of the collision. Although it didn’t fly far from its original location, it was enough to avoid the flames.

“Who the hell… … !”

Puhwaak.

There was no answer to Ragnar’s voice. Red flames covered the place where they had just been. Rolling on the floor, Ragnar bit his lip.

‘Was it one of the warriors under my command?’

It was pitiful. If he had been alive like this, he was a warrior who would have accomplished a great feat together with Ragnar. But to save yourself and lose so fleetingly.

It was the moment when I muttered, “I’m sorry.”

pug.

“Hey! sh*t!”

The shadow, unable to take the fall, pierced the flames and fell to the ground. The man quickly stood up, brushed himself off, and grabbed his weapon.

Ragnar, who was staring at the man in surprise, shouted like a scream.

“… Bjorn Veldine!?”

“It was a dangerous moment.”

Without taking his eyes off the dragon, Bjorn grinned. But Ragnar couldn’t laugh. why? Why did you say you saved yourself?

I wanted to grab him by the collar right now, but there was no time.

– Kyaaa!

– Kruck!

“I’m crazy. I never thought I would have two dragons in front of me.”

Bjorn glanced at the dragon with a tired face. Monsters with no chance of winning even if they face each other from the front. Fortunately, Bjorn was not alone.

“attack! Protect Lord Bjorn!”

“Long live Prince Bjorn, the Baptist of Fire!”

“Goddess! Protect us!”

Bjorn’s troops arrived afterwards and rushed at the dragon with a shout. The dragon suddenly stepped back in embarrassment at the sudden appearance of reinforcements.

Thanks to this, Ragnar’s troops were able to escape the dragon’s additional attacks. Bjorn shouted, straining his legs.

“Warchief, please follow me! Hurry up and help me!”

“no… … !”

Before Ragnar could answer, Bjorn was already running toward the dragon. Ragnar frowned at the sight.

Are you going to confront the dragon head-on without inheriting the ancient lineage?

‘No, obviously the flames didn’t work. Then what means… … .’

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Quaang.

“Heuk!”

“… … .”

Ragnar’s expectations were shattered in just one second. Just by being hit by the dragon’s tail, Bjorn was flying far away.

Ragnar stuck out his tongue at the sight of Bjorn rolling on the ground. I think that one has a broken rib.

“Rain, Ball Bjorn!”

“do not worry! It’s just a scratch!”

Scratch wounds are horns. It is a serious injury that makes it difficult to continue the battle just by looking at the cancer. However, Bjorn smiled and grabbed the axe again.

“Fear not! Their attacks are no big deal! At least one of them is dying, so the legend of catching two dragons will be fulfilled!”

– Wow!

As if responding to the bluff, the soldiers shouted. No, it was a bluff that only Ragnar could see. Other soldiers will see Bjorn’s bravado as majestic.

The majesty on top of a sand castle that seems to collapse at any moment. At some point, Ragnar realized.

‘It’s not just to raise morale. He stands out on purpose and concentrates his attacks on himself.’

When a human sees a beast, he naturally knows what kind of boss it is. He stands out exceptionally, and the crowd responds whenever he steps out.

If that were the case with an animal that had no special appearance, there was no way the dragon would not know the head of a human with a different outfit.

– aaa!

“come!”

It was as expected. The dragon slammed its paws at Bjorn and whipped its tail. Each time, Bjorn jeopardized and retreated.

bang. bang, bang!

“Keugh!”

“Go, attack! Stop him!”

In the midst of the precarious balance, when the dragon showed a gap, the soldiers rushed to stop the dragon’s action. There were no fatal blows.

It’s just a fight to block, block, and block again in a line that seems to collapse at any moment. It was a reckless battle that I couldn’t bear to open my eyes and see.

‘But why can’t I take my eyes off it?’

Ragnar was in the middle of staring blankly at the battle.

“Warchief, are you all right!”

“Logaine!”

The voice of the adjutant jumped to my mind. Looking at the rogaine, it was slightly tanned, but there were no major scars.

“Warriors? How many died?”

“There is barely more than half left. What should I do?”

“How are you doing?”

“Whether to leave like this or to help them.”

“I mean that… … !”

If you’re a warrior, of course it’s not the latter. You’re asking something you don’t have anything to ask. Ragnar, who was about to do something, hesitated. I wasn’t the kind of guy who would ask such a thing in the first place.

Naturally, he chose the latter, and he was the man who silently helped Ragnar. Such a man was presenting an option. why did it change like this

‘Because I did it.’

As warchief, he needed to do politics. But since when? I came to care more about politics than warrior pride.

The warriors under his command did not find it strange. They are all fascinated by Ragnar. Whatever the warchief’s actions seemed right.

“Damn it!”

After swearing once, Ragnar stood up.

“Help them and kill the dragon! I will be fighting first, so lead and support the surviving warriors!”

“Yes, warchief!”

Loghain faithfully followed Ragnar’s words as always. without any doubts. The image of his always proud subordinate somehow made him feel bitter.

* * *

Ragnar and Bjorn’s forces split into two. Ragnar was a relatively normal dragon opponent. Bjorn’s troops were already badly wounded dragon opponents.

The two of them went to their seats naturally without any conversation. It was because there was no other way than that.

‘If you deal with a normal dragon, Bjorn’s troops will be annihilated.’

No matter how much Bjorn was active on the front line, it was close to impossible to defeat the dragon with a unit without superhumans.

The first order that Bjorn’s unit received from Luke was not ‘win’, but ‘endure until the other unit wins and reinforcements come’, so it’s like he said everything.

‘And if his unit is wiped out, our unit will be attacked from both sides.’

After thinking, Ragnar immediately ran to face the unharmed dragon, and Bjorn’s troops immediately left and headed for the wounded dragon.

And this only option worked better than expected.

“They are all dying!”

“Don’t back down! A little more, just a little more, and we win!”

-Koo oh oh… … !

The dragon, which was already dying, groaned even more, probably because it spewed fire. It was so weak that only Bjorn’s troops had a chance of winning.

Now, even without Bjorn’s involvement, morale pierced the sky.

“You look like a f*cking lizard!”

“Let’s kill him and honor the souls of the warriors!”

Ragnar’s troops had high morale in the opposite sense to Bjorn’s troops. The warriors, blinded by the death of their comrades, rushed at the dragon without hesitation.

The dragon suffered more and more minor wounds from its ferocious momentum. In the meantime, it was definitely Ragnar who was the most angry.

“Today, I will rip you to death and feed you to the dogs!”

– Kyaaagh!

This time, even Ragnar didn’t think about the aftermath. I just let my body feel and swung the ax like crazy.

The dragon quickly became covered in blood from numerous attacks. The two units drove the dragon as if competing. And after a while, a dragon fell.

– Kkeuk!

Wow.

“Yo, the dragon is dead!”

“Long live Prince Bjorn!”

The first to defeat the dragon was Bjorn’s unit. Seeing the brothers fall, the dragon Ragnar was dealing with roared.

There was no chance of winning anymore. The dragon held flames in its mouth as if desperate for the last time.

“How dare you!”

Pooh.

Enraged, Ragnar swung the ax with all his might. With a snap, the dragon’s throat was cut and blood gushed out.

“Do you think you’ll get hit again!”

-Rurrr!

The dragon that had been decapitated let out a bloody boiling sound. The flames flickering around his neck trembled dangerously as if they would stop at any moment.

However, the dragon’s final struggle was not easy.

-Kuuu!

“That son of a b*tch!”

As if to make Ragnar and the surrounding troops companions to the underworld, the dragon continued to draw out flames. Enraged Ragnar grabbed the axe but couldn’t attack easily.

It was because the flames swelled to the point where they would explode if touched incorrectly.

“You want to die together!”

– Kruck!

As if to answer, the dragon drew more flames. It was the moment when Ragnar, the evil man, prepared for the aftermath and was about to swing the axe.

blah blah

– Knock… … !

“… … !”

With the sound of flesh splitting, the dragon split in two. When the whole body was split open, the gathered flames disappeared as if they were being sucked into the sky.

When everyone was in a daze, a carefree voice was heard.

“what? Were you all winning? Didn’t you have to help?”

“… … .”

Everyone shut their mouths as they saw Luke talking nonchalantly. In his hand was a huge dragon’s head dripping with blood.

Among the five troops, the one who killed the dragon the fastest was Luke, who was single-handedly facing the most powerful dragon.

* * *

After Luke slayed the dragon’s leader, the weight of the battle tipped once and for all. Luke visited the other units one after another and blew off the dragon’s neck.

Unlike before, the distribution of power was perfect. The war with the dragon was virtually ended by one superman.

“Find Carol! No, redeem it the moment you see it! If you resist, I don’t mind killing you!”

As soon as the situation was settled, the Marquis made the flagship. The knights did not know why, but faithfully followed the master’s order.

However, after a while, the knights became contemplative and came to visit the Marquis.

“Your Excellency, Bocchan… … .”

“Hit the Bocchan! He is no longer my heir!”

“I’m sorry!”

“done! So what did he do?”

“He hanged himself in his room.”

“what?”

Even the Marquis was surprised this time. The man who thought his life was so precious hanged himself? That’s right, thinking about the future, it’s better to die.

The marquis was at a loss for words for a moment, but soon muttered as if chewing.

“Hanged himself? yeah, that’s better Well done!”

After the accident, there was no choice but to die. It was a good thing that he died without saying unnecessary things.

“That, and… … .”

“What?”

“The master left a will.”

“history? Is that him?”

Even though he has ten mouths, he doesn’t have anything to say. The Marquis frowned and snatched the piece of paper the knight held out.

The content was as expected. There was a mix of self-excuses, resentment toward the marquis, and lamentation. There was not a single nutritious sound.

‘Have you not come to your senses even in the face of death? He’s such a pathetic guy.’

The Marquis clicked his tongue and moved his gaze to the last line.

– By now, my father will think I’m well dead. Just like I only knew myself, my father has always known only himself.

“This damn bastard will last… … !”

-But I also have no intention of doing good things only for my father. In fact, I wrote other letters besides this will. I wrote down everything I did.

The marquis’ face, which had been red, turned blue the moment he read the second half. What the hell did this guy do?

-The letter was delivered to Viscount Thorburn. He would put my letter to good use in many ways. He has a lot of grudge against his father, so I’m really looking forward to what will happen in the future.

Although I won’t be able to see it myself. After reading the last line, the Marquis collapsed on the floor as her legs gave out.

The Marquis, barely supporting his staggering body, murmured dejectedly.

“The Leiningen family is over.”