The Palace

In the forest.

Rienta continued forward, guided by the [Tracking Magic].

It was nearly noon, and the sun should have been shining brightly, but for some reason, the sky was foggy.

Looking at the 3D compass in Rienta's hand, Stark sighed:

"Speaking of which, I was thinking about this before, magic is really amazing."

"This is really convenient at times like this."

Rienta raised an eyebrow and said without turning her head, "This is all thanks to the learned Frieren."

Upon hearing this, Frieren's lips curled slightly, and she turned her head to look at the two of them with satisfaction.

"Hmph~ Rienta, Stark, you can praise me a few more times~"

At this moment, Fern sighed helplessly.

"Rienta, Stark, such casual praise is not conducive to Lady Frieren's education."

"Ah, that's true," Stark replied thoughtfully.

Rienta didn't say anything, as his mind was completely focused on finding the dragons.

Upon hearing this, Frieren pouted and muttered somewhat aggrievedly:

"What do you two take me for...?"

"Ahem, we have a general idea of the location. The dragons are probably resting. Let's hurry."

Rienta coughed, interrupting the increasingly strange conversation among them.

No way.

This mission involves facing an entire horde of dragons.

How did the topic suddenly veer towards Lady Frieren's education?

This is indeed a significant issue that deserves attention.

But now is not the time to study this.

Rienta quickened her pace, rushing towards the direction indicated by the [Tracking Magic].

Crossing the forest.

Crossing the mountains.

An hour later, Rienta three finally arrived at the dragons' habitat.

Rienta stood on the edge of the cliff, looking into the canyon.

Dozens of black dragons lie in the canyon with a drop of nearly 100 meters.

Strangely, in the center of the canyon, there is a building that looks like Palace.

And why does it look so familiar?

Rienta gazed at the Palace, lost in thought.

At this moment, Frieren and the others also came over and looked into the depths of the canyon together.

"What an astonishing number!" exclaimed Stark.

Dragons do not conceal their Mana.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Frieren surveyed the area, already fully aware of the strength of this dragon horde.

"But they are all relatively small dragons, and not as strong as the Red Mirror Dragon."

After a pause, Frieren added, "That's true, but dragons are very intelligent creatures. It would be troublesome if we were surrounded."

"Lure them together as much as possible, then wipe them out in one go."

It can only be said that Lady Frieren is indeed worthy of the title; she devised a plan to subdue the dragons in just a few words.

It's very simple, but generally there are no problems at all.

Rienta did not object, but simply turned to look at Stark.

Fern, too, held his Staff and silently looked at Stark.

Frieren turned her head and said softly, "Stark, I'm leaving them to you to keep them occupied."

"After all, you already have experience fighting dragons."

For some reason, Stark felt that there was something wrong with Frieren's expression when she said those words.

It was as if... as if someone was trying hard to suppress a laugh when they said it.

Stark shook his head, suppressing the strange thought.

That's Frieren!

How could they possibly have the intention to play a trick on me?

"Shall we do it again? It's as cruel as ever."

Stark took the Poleaxe from behind him and held it in his hand, looking at the dragons in the canyon.

Just as they were talking, a giant dragon spotted Rienta and her companions on the cliff opposite the canyon.

After letting out a long howl, it flapped its wings and charged towards the group.

Rienta glanced at the somewhat familiar Palace in the canyon, then took a half step back and began to gather her strength.

Dozens of Magic Array Patterns appeared in the void behind him.

[Projection Magic] Construct.

[Shadow-Driving Magic] Construction.

[Special Effects Magic] Construction.

Frieren looked at the giant dragon flying towards them, summoned her Staff, and said calmly:

"Hajimeyouka."

Stark, wielding Poleaxe, charged straight at the dragons that were attacking them.

"This time, you'd better remember to unleash your Offensive Magic."

Rienta consciously formed a sword-finger gesture and pointed it at Stark.

A Magic Array Pattern appeared beneath Stark's feet.

Streaks of pale blue light swirled upwards, and the Magic Array Pattern beneath their feet instantly rearranged and combined, transforming into a pale blue lotus flower that steadily followed the rhythm of Stark.

This should be considered version 3.5 of [Rho Aias].

There were no major changes, only improvements to the presentation.

Lotus flowers surround her body, transforming into three-dimensional lotus flowers formed by Magic Array Patterns beneath her feet.

In Stark's words, this way he wouldn't have to worry about having the illusion that he was shattering his Defensive Magic when he swung his axe.

It was a bit abstract, but Rienta accepted the suggestion.

On the other side.

The giant dragon had already landed on the edge of the cliff beside them.

Stark swung his axe at the dragon, and as the dragon parried, he turned and kicked it off the cliff.

Stark followed closely behind, leaping onto the rapidly falling dragon and slashing straight at its neck with his Poleaxe.

Frieren and Fern used [Flight Magic] to fly through the air.

"If Stark can't handle it alone," Frieren replied softly to Stark's earlier question, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Unfortunately, Stark couldn't hear it at this moment.

Fern felt somewhat helpless; she didn't understand why Frieren would act this way.

It couldn't be because she remembered that Stark called her a "stinky old woman" before, could it?

It seems... not impossible.

The dragons within the canyon had all awakened after that giant dragon's long roar.

Stark landed in the canyon, stepping on the dragon's corpse.

There was no confrontation, no words exchanged.

The dragons flapped their wings and attacked in Qiqi, targeting Stark, who dared to disturb their rest.

Stark, wielding Poleaxe, engaged in fierce combat with the dragon horde.

At this moment, Rienta had completed his power-up, and nearly a thousand longswords and straight blades floated in the void around him.

Watching the battle within the canyon, Rienta inexplicably thought of a word.

Dance with dragons.

However, the dragon might be a little unhappy.

After all, right now in the canyon, Stark is rampaging through everything, taking down dragons with a single axe swing.

Given this situation, it shouldn't be a big problem for Stark to solo the entire dragon horde.

Rienta watched the battle within the canyon, waiting for her moment to strike.

It has nothing to do with the dragons that are currently fighting with Stark.

The familiar Palace inside the canyon is probably the real focus of this mission.

At this time and in this place, the appearance of such a Palace would not be overlooked by anyone.

Could it be that this Palace was built by these dragons?

Rienta shook her head, trying to shake off the comical image of a group of dragons building Palace from her mind.