Volume 5 Chapter 43 Horace Glasha VS Skyscraper Dragon Rio Boroas
Oboroas, who once took a human form, has transformed again into the Skyscraper Dragon Rio Boroas.
He wears a solid black long coat, exuding either a literal "full-strength state" or a tense atmosphere that fills the air.
In contrast, Horace is armed with the magic sword Duran.
He doesn't use Deus or the Flask.
Though he looks tired and lethargic, his resolve is clear.
The magic sword's hilt, adorned with a dragon design, glows brightly, as if something is boiling inside.
"Whether you can unlock the magic sword's power, let's begin the trial to inherit the Order of the Sealed Dragon... no, the 'Glasha House.'"
Rio says this in the tense atmosphere.
"...Wait, I've never heard of that."
"What do you mean? Nou-Nou."
"I've seen Laris Glasha's memo, passed down from my father. There's no mention of... Rio Boroas."
"!"
Nousa is stunned by Rio's figure, and Artia asks.
Ginji seems to have thoughts about the answer, but...
"True. I haven't even told Laris about this form or the name Rio Boroas."
"You probably didn't have the time. With those sword skills, you'd have been cut down in one strike."
"Ah, you understand, don't you? By the way, Horace, your strength now is clearly weaker than Laris's."
"It doesn't matter right now."
"Yeah, it doesn't matter to me either. More than that, it's no joke to cut down someone willing to talk about the past. No need to rush life..."
"...Rush in life? Laris did that?"
"Yes, when young Laris first came here. If you knew more about what happened a thousand years ago, you'd understand too."
Rio pulls both hands out of his coat pockets.
Two pistols appear, their tips adorned with a dragon motif—likely his exclusive weapons in this form.
"By the way, from here, how are Gai and Zethar?"
"...Both seemed to be doing well."
"Hehe, that's good..."
"Is there some kind of relationship?"
"Gai and Zethar are my sons, Horace."
"...Those legends from a thousand years ago, are they your sons sealed 1,800 years ago?"
"Well, dragons often spend hundreds of years in their eggs. It was unexpected the 'Four Source Maidens' found them... but that's fine."
Rio channels magic into his dual pistols, readying himself.
"Now, let the trial begin."
"!"
In the next moment, countless bullets of solidified magic fly from the pistols.
Horace instantly sees through them and deflects with his magic sword.
If Rio's earlier attacks were "troublesome," from now on, they'll be "fierce."
Still, Horace holds his ground.
Without using Deus or the flask.
"Hehe, good, good. The magic sword Duran's true power is 'inheritance of experience.' You're just a 'high-performance golem,' and you can't defend without Deus or the flask."
"...Indeed, you perform moves I don't know."
"Not just unknown moves. I can build 'tactics' based on them."
"...That's cheating."
"Yes, correct. But the sword remembers every weapon it's absorbed, engraving it into your 'nerves' and 'talents.'"
"...I see. That's impossible without 'bearing' it."
"However, it can only use powers of others it's absorbed, not the original user's."
"So, I can't use Laris's swordsmanship?"
"Correct. But I'll give you credit for not looking disappointed."
"Why be disappointed? I'm me. I use this sword for my sake."
"Hahaha! ...Don't get carried away, greenhorn!"
Not even Laris.
Not even a man considered a 'legend' in the Order of the Sealed Dragon.
Such emotions spill from Rio's mouth.
Laris was that overwhelming.
Once, among the rampaging 'Four Source Maidens' Keystone Dragon,' two beings with overwhelming presence stood as trials. Rio stands here now.
Laris told him with his sword, 'Just give me the sheath and get lost.'
Laris, likely at 'Cross Palace,' now looks aged like Horace.
Since Laris came here young, from Rio's view, he looks just like Horace.
That's why Rio strongly recalls Laris in his memory.
Seeing Horace, he can't help but compare.
"Tiny pups can get carried away. The world isn't decided by old men's preferences."
But no matter how much he compares, what's in front of him now is Horace, and that doesn't change.
"...Then, show me even a possibility, Horace."
"I will."
"Hehe..."
Rio stows his pistols and channels immense magic power.
When drawn, the barrels gleam gold.
In response, Horace takes out a Cube and ten medals.
The 'Deus Ex Machina,' originally red, is now pure white.
Rio holds his pistols, Horace holds the magic sword Duran.
Both wear cheerful smiles.
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