[76] Vergil Must Be Proud!

In the end, the beautiful girl with a sword at her waist, Yamato Mikoto, joined the Hestia Familia out of guilt and would even become a member of the main party in the upcoming second season.

"Well then, let me lend you a hand. Let's have some fun~" Aiden wielded Dragon Slayer, leaning forward, then shot out like an arrow released from a bow!

"What's that boy doing? Why is he charging towards us?" Mikoto looked shocked as Aiden charged towards the infant dragons.

"No, he's charging towards the infant dragons." Kashima Ouka said in a solemn tone.

"Run!" Mikoto couldn't help but shout in urgency.

"Mikoto, Chigusa, everyone, I think we don't need to run." Kashima Ouka sighed in relief, halting his own steps.

Of course, he didn't recognize Aiden, whose reputation had only spread among a few members of the Ganesha, Loki, and Hephaestus Familias. Even though he had leveled up to Level 2, he hadn't earned a title yet.

Even with a title, he was just a young adventurer who had recently entered the third-class adventurers. Half of the adventurers in Orario were third-class adventurers.

From Aiden's expression and his sprinting speed, Kashima Ouka could gauge his strength.

Such speed had already surpassed his own. Moreover, no adventurer would come to the dungeon late at night to commit suicide. Most adventurers wouldn't sacrifice themselves unless they had enough confidence in their own abilities.

Upon hearing their captain's words, the other members of the familia also stopped without hesitation.

"Oh, someone perceptive?" Seeing the members of the Takemikazuchi Familia stop in their tracks, Aiden looked at them with interest.

"But I've never heard that Orario has such a young Level 3 adventurer. And... his weapon is... a katana?" Mikoto asked breathlessly.

Before Kashima Ouka could reply, Aiden brushed past them like a black shooting star. "It's show time~" Aiden's clear voice drifted in the wind.

"So fast." Mikoto immediately exclaimed.

"Phew, that indeed is a katana, but I also don't know this youth. Now the infant dragons are his prey. Let's thank him after he finishes hunting." Kashima Ouka sighed deeply, leaning on his long spear.

"I hope he succeeds." The petite girl with long bangs covering her eyes named Hitachi Chigusa holding her hands to her heart.

"I hope this boy doesn't get hurt." Mikoto said with a hint of worry.

...

Aiden didn't hear the conversation among the Takemikazuchi familia members.

At this moment, his attention had shifted entirely to the two infant dragons.

Unlike the infant dragon he had encountered last time, these two infant dragons were amber-colored all over. One of them had a broken horn on its head, and its four crimson eyes gleamed with ferocity. Moreover, they were slightly larger than the previous infant dragon Aiden had faced, kicking up clouds of dust as they moved.

*ROOOOOOAR!*

Seeing a tiny figure charging towards them, the hornless infant dragon, devoid of any rationality, opened its abyss-like maw and let out a deafening roar, charging straight at Aiden.

As if sensing Aiden's hostility, the other infant dragon impatiently knocked down a nearby dead tree with its sturdy tail, raising a huge cloud of dust, then charged toward Aiden as well.

Two infant dragons, larger than the last time. So, what to do? Sashimi or barbecue? A smirk tugged at Aiden's lips.

"Who do you think you are, Asta? Thinking you're all that with your loud voice?!" The ear-splitting roar echoed as Aiden, now close enough, planted his left foot on the ground, suddenly changed direction, and swiftly retreated.

Then Aiden shouted angrily, "Firestorm! Firestorm! Firestorm! Firestorm! Firestorm!!!" He shouted to hide the fact that the Firestorm didn't require chanting and because there were still spectators present. He didn't even use Tempest.

Facing two infant dragons with large bodies and thick hides, Aiden unleashed five Firestorms in rapid succession.

The scale of five Firestorms was incomparable to just one; they nearly hit the hornless infant dragon simultaneously.

Crimson flames engulfed Aiden's entire field of vision, completely overwhelming the hornless infant dragon.

*ROOOOOAR!*

The infant dragon submerged in the vortex of flames emitted a series of sorrowful and furious howls.

"Do you think you're Natsu now? Have the guts to swallow all that fire and give me a Dragon Roar~" Seeing that the infant dragon hit by Firestorm was now completely incapacitated, Aiden paid it no further mind.

With a kick of his right foot on the ground, he shot forward like an arrow towards the other infant dragon.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you lonely. Barbecue is cooking, and next is dragon sashimi!" Aiden quipped with an unabated smile, while Dragon Slayer in his hand showed no signs of stopping.

Swish~ Swish~ Swish~

The dark red blade of Dragon Slayer swiftly and forcefully slashed across the infant dragon's right forelimb, followed by a twist of his body as Dragon Slayer sliced towards its left forelimb like a crescent moon.

*ROOOOOAR*

In the blink of an eye, sparks flew, blood splattered, dragon scales scattered, and the infant dragon's forelimbs were severely damaged. It let out a deafening roar of anger, ultimately kneeling down powerless.

Aiden kicked off the ground again with his right leg, charging up onto the back of the infant dragon.

Feeling the sharp pain of Aiden's ascent on its back, precisely where the infant dragon couldn't reach with its head or tail, it angrily writhed its body, attempting to shake Aiden off.

"Air HIke." Aiden leaped again, and at the highest point, a dazzling and intricate blue magic circle appeared beneath his feet.

Supported by the magic circle, Aiden swooped down like a swallow in low flight, swiftly slashing with Dragon Slayer.

Swish~ Swish~ Swish~

The infant dragon's thick, whip-like tail was severed with a resounding snap, dragon blood and scales spraying into the air in an instant.

*ROOAR*

The infant dragon let out a terrified wail.

Aiden tightly gripped Dragon Slayer, his charming face calm and composed.

"Finally, just need to chop off the head and it's ready to eat."

As Aiden's words fell, a resounding sound tore through the air, and a sword light like a crimson meteor flashed across the dragon's long neck.

The infant dragon's fierce head flew high into the air.

Meanwhile, the hornless infant dragon, engulfed in the Firestorm, had its amber scales roasted to a crisp, its fire-resistant dragon skin completely charred. Its massive body emitted billowing black smoke and the unmistakable scent of burnt flesh. Sparks danced in the air, igniting the grasslands beneath its feet.

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