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“Chapter 102: Pilot Light”
(Narrator’s Perspective)
– H W O U U U H –
The dragon looked around, wondering why the mosquitos weren’t chasing their prey.
Regardless of how much it roared or spun, they were all falling to the ground.
As if they were dead.
– G W O O O O H –
It doesn’t matter. If they die, it just has to make new ones.
The dragon still had countless larvae left.
– . . . –
But something was wrong.
The adult insects that formed its armor were not regenerating.
The dragon is more fragile than one would think. Its interiors are exposed, and its skin is rotten. Which is why it needs to create a dense curtain of mosquitos to protect itself.
– You’re done for, lizard.
– H W O G H ! ? –
A voice echoed in its barely functional ears. Moments after, a violent gust of wind struck its head.
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(Takaya’s Perspective)
– I hope you enjoy my Fairy Ballista. (Feria)
After shooting the bottles, Feria drank a potion and shot her next skill directly at the dragon.
In a world where the air is filled with miasma, the effect of magic spells that don’t use dark magic should be feeble. Such did not seem to be the case for Feria.
There’s a reason she’s the vice-president of Searat.
– G W O H ! ? – – R O . . . O H –
The dragon’s face was already deformed, but Feria’s shot made it even worse. As much as it tried to roar, its jaw was shattered.
Now it won’t be able to use its breath attack on us anymore.
– 
We did it.
Letty came back to me for our last job. Lemy and Yamy are left fighting the poor excuse of a dragon.
– Let’s go retrieve the pilot light.
The three of us ran towards the rubble left from the dragon’s attack.
– Ugh!
As soon as we returned to the place where Michael(‘s body) died I was already suffering from the abnormally extreme heat caused by the flames.
Due to my skills, I should be the one to collect the fire.
I don’t have any combat or direct healing skills. What will happen to a normal person like me once I get too close?
– Let’s go, Letty.
– Yes. I will protect you with my life.
– Takaya, come back as soon as you have it. My recovery magic is below average, but I might be able to heal some of your burns.
Letty covered my body with a dark magic veil. Not that it does much. When I collect the fire I’ll have to use my hands. Granted, I have gloves, but considering the high temperature, they’ll be completely worthless.
– Silver, it’s your turn. Don’t worry, I’ll repair you if you melt. One
 Two
 Now!
At the count of three, Letty and I jumped into the blazes.
I was aiming towards one of Michael’s bones.
– Kh!
I cut off a bone with some of the sticky liquid fire on it and put it in the bottle.
The blazes were constantly trying to penetrate the veil to burn me alive.
Silver’s blade got deformed due to the heat.
But I can’t give up now. I can’t let everyone’s efforts go to waste. I have to get the pilot light.
If I fail, our only shot at saving Mumuruu will be gone.
I can’t let that happen.
I was quickly losing any sensitivity in my hand.
– I DID IT! I HAVE THE PILOT LIGHT!
We’ve overcome our first challenge.
– Well done, Takaya. You can rest on my bosom if you want.
After confirming I had the bluish-white fire in the bottle, we quickly left the scene.