Even a Cicada Becomes a Dragon If Reborn

Summer vacation of the dragon and the girl (2)



Summer vacation of the dragon and the girl (2)

Summer vacation of the dragon and the girl (2)

Merry Christmas everyone~

The first memory that the girl recalled were the red soil and red sun.

Red like blood but it hadnt dried yet, the red that burned skin, the smell of death and more blood.

That was the famine.

A sheep dog which was thinner than a bone came out and stared at the girl as she was taken away.

The figure of the girl changed faintly, her eyes felt like they were covered in black resin and she thought that she would die soon.

The girl and the dog, were either of them fated to die, the girl didnt know.

Besides her hometown she remembered nothing else.

She didnt remember the face of her father or mother. She had the feeling that she had feelings but she wasnt sure.

She had understood that she was sold by her family for a long time now.

The girl remembered the red one beside her with dogs eyes like the god of death and the large and firm pale hand.

The pale hand that dragged the girl as she walked.

She understood that it was her owners hand. The man who took her was a sorcerer.

The girl desperately walked on the red earth as she walked.

With her short steps she had to take two steps for each of the mans steps.

Her skinny and unreliable feet got entangled many times and she had almost fallen down but the girl continued enduring it each time.

The man didnt glance at the girl which followed him desperately.

She thought that she would be killed if she stopped moving.

Her throat was dry from the suns heat and the dry clouds of dust but the girl continued walking with quick steps until the limit of her life.

For several days she had neither drank water nor had a meal. Sweat no longer came out and she didnt know how to move her feet either.

In such a state how could she follow the steps of an adult?

And then the girl finally tripped.

When she fell she thought that she was done for. She closed her eyes tightly.

However, the girl didnt fall down. She timidly opened her eyes and saw that she was saved by the pale hand of the man.

The man finally looked at the girl and from under his robe a low cold voice said.

Sorry.

The man had only apologized to the girl twice. The first.

Was when the man took out a leather flask. He silently thrusted it out.

The girl readily jumped at the flask. It was lukewarm, went bad and was unpalatable water that made her throat sticky, but still the sound of drinking could be heard from her throat until her figure looked like an old camel.

After she finished drinking she thought that there was no way back now.

Persephone who was kidnapped by Hades, she ate the pomegranate that grew in the underworld, then her body was tied to the underworld and when the goddess noticed that, her expression on her face was surely like the girl now.

How much money the man paid her father the girl didnt care because it wasnt her problem.

The girl thought that the price for drinking the water meant that she had now become his possession.

When the man received the empty flask and then began to walk again while pulling the girl by her hand.

That was the start the girl recalled.

I was bought as a weapon to kill a dragon that was the first memory the girl brought up.

I, why am I still alive . . .

The girls doubt could only mean two things. One, she was defeated by the dragon but then why was she kept alive?

In the story she had heard, it was said that dragons liked human flesh above all. Why didnt the dragon eat her while she was unconscious?

From the extent of his fat he should have drank a lot of blood.

But according to the mikos prophecy not even 20 days should have passed since it was born.

For its body to become like that, how much blood and meat was poured into that mouth. Small creatures like herself should have been swallowed easily.

The evil dragon that devours everything, the girl didnt understand why it would keep her alive.

The Spear of Valkyria should have fused with me . . .

The girl understood that she had died as a result of the fusion with the ancient weapon.

Her soul was lost and she understood that her magical power and life had become fuel that was absorbed exhaustively.

After understanding it she hadnt run away from the Spear of Valkyria because of her faith to the world she saw no reason why she should run away.

Because she brought up for seven years to only kill the dragon by becoming the user of an ancient weapon.

The memory of any other way to live didnt exist.

After seven years she would spread her wings as a weapon. Her fate was to die at that instant.

The girls life, though it might resemble the life of a cicada that lived for seven years in darkness in the ground, but hers was a lot sadder.

Why was she still alive, why was her ego restored?

Nobody answered the girls mutter. There was nobody in the cave.

This was a huge cave.

The hemispheric space was much bigger than the cathedral of the Holy City.

The girl felt that a huge creature should be here.

However there was no discomfort and was just filled with gentle air.

Holy air might be a way to call it the girl thought.

The beautiful pattern of stained class which decorated the cathedral of the Holy City had a different holy quality.

The space was soft and warm and it felt like someone was holding you and tears began to spill from the girls eyes.

She couldnt bring herself to wipe the tears this time. Because she felt that the air which filled the cave said that it was okay to cry.

The pink morning light came from the outside.

The exit of the cave was dozens of times larger than the girl and dazzling.

And the girl without thinking headed there.

The outside of the cave was wide and when she walked into the world overflowing with light, like breaking the shell, she had the feeling as if she was reborn.

She walked outside while tracing the wall with her left hand.

Timidly, step by step. Like a baby that walked for the first time.

To know the world, to meet the newborn her.

Miin min min min! Miin min min min! (TL: More, more Yggdrasil!)

Yes . . . , yes~ . . .! . . fuu . . ah . ., . . . nnn! . . . there, . .. no!

The new world, it was somewhat too difficult for the girl.

(TLN: The awkward moment when you find two people doing it. *cough*)


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