Leave a comment

Project GB is an official initiative by Re:Library.

“The principle is similar to antibodies fighting disease or poison. With the vitality of a dragon, it can endure and develop resistance, even at great risk.”
“But… but this dragon has been docile until now, hasn’t it? Couldn’t it just return to the mountains once the problem is solved?” Momo asked.

“Unfortunately, that’s unlikely. The moment we refused its demand to kill the infant, the dragon’s pride suffered a grievous wound,” the Saint explained.
“Besides, Claxton isn’t a docile creature. After infiltrating its domain, it’s clear—that thing is simply a coward,” I added.
“A coward… you say?”

“For a dragon, losing to humans is an unbearable humiliation. It can’t afford even the slightest chance of such a failure. Aldebaran has an array of formidable forces, including that Saint over there.”
“Perish the thought! I am but a frail maiden, as you can see.”
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that, Saint. For Claxton, having a human city so close must have been a constant irritation. However, there were undeniable threats preventing it from simply sweeping them aside.”

“Then, what kind of actions do you think such a dragon would take if it managed to harness the power of a ghost ship?” the Saint asked Momo.
“Well, perhaps… go for a swim, since it’s a rare opportunity?”
“How on earth can you entertain such a carefree thought in this rain?” I snapped.

Even now, as we spoke, a rain of boulders continued to pour down upon us.

Thanks to the Saint’s assistance, we managed to shield ourselves. But still, I couldn’t help but marvel at the sheer audacity of a mind that could conjure such a lighthearted idea under these circumstances.

“There’s no avoiding damage to the city,” I stated. “A dragon that’s gained such power is certain to run amok.”
“So that means… we really have no choice but to defeat it, right?” Momo asked.

“To be precise, we need to bury it. That body is already dead. As long as we don’t return the dragon gem, it will eventually collapse on its own.”
“But now that Claxton knows our plan, it will stop at nothing to reclaim the dragon gem. And if its vessel breaks down, the ghost ship will spill out from within,” the Saint added.

“T-Then what are we supposed to do!?”
“We’ll use magecraft to destroy the dragon and magic to eradicate the ghost ship. We’ll have to employ every resource at our disposal for that—wouldn’t you agree, Axio?”
“I see, I’ve got the gist of it now. At this range, we can talk with virtually no delay.”
“Whoa, who’s that!? Where’s that voice coming from!?”

Startled by the voice of the family head emanating from the void, Momo darted her eyes around in confusion.

It was a custom wireless connection made possible through wind magecraft. The head was likely observing us from atop the city walls.

“The situation has shifted considerably. I want to use the heavy firepower you’ve prepared. Are you ready?”
“The dragon will be within range shortly. Once it is, we’ll have no choice but to fire, even if you’re against it. But… are you absolutely sure about this?”
“There’s no problem. I can protect my own life.”
“Um, Master… what about me?”
“Rely on the Saint. And under no circumstances let go of the infant.”
“Understood!!”

This girl… If only her enthusiasm extended to more than just these moments. I just hope she doesn’t get too eager and accidentally crush the baby in her hands.

“Alright, Aldebaran’s combined firepower will soon be unleashed to obliterate the dragon. Its decayed and weakened outer shell should be blown apart.”
“But if that happens, then from inside…”
“Yes, the ghost ship will emerge. Saint, can you purify it as you did last time?”
“With my own holy energy alone, it would be difficult to purify it all.”
“Then we’ll add the holy energy I borrowed from the golem. Would that suffice?”
“…Even with that, it won’t be enough. And once it scatters, directing holy energy to all parts will be extremely challenging.”
“Leave that to me. I’ll handle it.”

I didn’t want the Saint to see this, but there was no other choice. Revealing my unique magecraft was a necessity for ensuring our victory.

“Momo, take the child and head to the city. Don’t worry about the curse—I’ve already imbued you with holy energy.”
“But…”
“This isn’t an escape. When you reach the city, find a man named Axio. The task involving you and the infant has been entrusted to him.”
“…I-I understand. Master, don’t die, okay!”
“Who do you think you’re talking to? I have no intention of dying before you do, not even a little. Now go!”

Taking advantage of a gap in the oncoming barrage, I pushed Momo, who was cradled by the Saint, forward.

She landed securely on the ground and immediately took off at a breakneck pace, like a startled hare.

“…You’re kind, letting your apprentice escape first,” the Saint remarked.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Out of the three of us, Momo has the highest mobility. Besides, we’re better suited to hold the line. It’s a perfectly logical choice.”
“Hehe, let’s say it is. But more importantly, you’ve triggered the dragon’s wrath. Will you be alright?”
“OOOOOOAAAAAHHHH… OOOOHHHH…!!!”

The pressure emanating from Claxton swelled several times over, as if lashing out at Momo’s fleeing figure.

From the dragon’s perspective, letting the infant escape after its plan was exposed was the worst outcome. If its vessel, along with the dragon gem, were destroyed, any chance of resurrection would vanish completely.

But Momo would never allow such a choice. Her soft-hearted nature drove her to recklessly try and save every life that crossed her path.

It was utterly foolish. Endangering all of Aldebaran for the sake of a single life—it was a textbook case of misplaced priorities.

“Give it back… GIVE IT BACK!! My life… I won’t let it end here!!”
“So much obsession for a mere few centuries of existence. For what it’s worth, living too long isn’t as great as you think,” I said, my tone indifferent.
“Silence! SILENCE!! Shut up! Do not finish that line!!!”
“After all, this world is――”

Unique magecraft reflects the very essence of the wizard who wields it. Unlike conventional magecraft, its chant cannot be ignored. This is why many wizards naturally incorporate their chants into conversations, blending them in to avoid arousing suspicion.

But for a dragon who had once heard this chant, it was nothing less than a death sentence.

“――Nothing But Junk (Sea of Stardust).”

Support Us

Unlock Early Access ------- Select Project ------- Project Gender Bender Project Necro ∴ Support your favorite series and unlock chapters before the public release.