Ian has been thinking all along. Â If it was a dragon, whose physique resembles the race of lizards, he has seen a countless number of them from in spirit forms to sculptures. Â So, he was confidant. Â It would not be a problem should he come face to face with them.
âBut thisâŚ.â
However, that confidence was nothing more than a mere bravado.
âThe most powerful life formâ has appeared before Ianâs eyes.
As it has always been, it had the overpowering, enormous body size.
And the horn, wings, hide and teeth which fit to the size.
Including the pupils that gave goose bumps as they resembled those that of the reptilesâ.
âItâs true.â
It was obvious just by coming face to face with it.
That âthe true dragonâ has appeared before his eyes.
It certainly wasnât in a spirit form, illusion, or anything like that.
Or that it wasnât just a similar entity.
ââŚ..â
The cold sweat and the chills were only the beginning.  Just by making eye contacts with it made his legs tremble.  He even thought about running off to somewhere.  It was that much overpowering.   One certainty was that with Ianâs sorcery level, he would not be able to make a scratchâŚ.. No, he would not be able to even damage a hair on its back.
âI cannot win.â
That was the honest admission.
Ian was conceited.
He overcame the spirit of Reeses Rajendu.
He even overcame the dragonâs deity that came in the form of the bones.
Even the king of the gargoyles was an easy adversary.
So, he had such thoughts.
At this level, have I not reached?
âThat dragon entityâs level.â
Yet, it didnât feel that way.
Not even close, but still at a point far in the distance.
Every part of the six senses and instincts told him loudly.
âIs this the end.â
Ian seemed to be the certain target of the dragon. Â The tens and thousands of dragon soldiers and the dragon that had attacked the city, and on top of that âthe human sorcerer with near golden hairâ, no matter who was to interpret it, every portrayed image seemed to be describing Ian?
âWas this it?â
As Ianâs thoughts were filling with resignation, the dragonâs voice was heard. Â Of course, it wasnât being directed at Ian. Â It seemed to be a reply to the bastard, the king of the gargoyles.
(He is not that human.)
âHeâ is not âthat humanâ?
What the heck is he saying?
(What?  Everything that youâve describedâŚ..)
(With the exception of the hair color, everything else is different.)
The dragon spoke with no uncertain manner.
(The appearance and power can easily be covered up.)
The red dragon continued to speak.
(But he has a proper body. Â That is, it is not one of those spiritual bodies that the bastard has hidden all over the world. Â You the king of the gargoyles, as you know, the bastardâs body is here. Â Do you understand?)
Ianâs head began to spin.
What does it mean by âspiritual bodiesâ?
There were too many words that he wasnât familiar with.
(Ah!  Right.  The human bastard that gave you the power, that bastard couldnât only be just at that level.  If that was the case, we would not have been defeated by just a big bodied lizard bastardâŚ)
The gargoyleâs sarcastic remarks stopped there.
With a pop sound.
(Aaaaaak-!)
The king of the gargoyles.
His jaws were shattered.
The dragon has only moved his eyes.
(Get out.)
(AaahhhhâŚ..!)
(I have not time to waste with this nonsense.)
Those words didnât seem to be just in words alone.
The dragon no longer paid any attention to anyone.
However, the king of the gargoyles did not retreat.
Well, he did retreat. Â After all, he became obsequious.
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Only that he made one request to the dragon.
(Wait, wait!)
Was it because he was in the dimensionless space?
The jaw that had been smashed soon recovered its whole form.
(This one is quite strong too!  I cannot win in my current condition?  Either give me back the power, you took from me, or kill him for me!  You have to do something for me?  Huh?  It will not be to your advantage if I was to die, either?)