Saint and Dragon Chapter 22 (Patreon)

The One-Eyed Giant, Gargantis

Sophie and the One-Eyed Giant, when their fighting spirit reached its peak!

"Geez, geez!"

A dirty sound ruined the tense atmosphere. Mari was on all fours and vomiting profusely. Seeing this, the giant was taken aback and sighed.

"I've lost my motivation. You guys go home as fast as you can."

Sophie's tension dissolved as she watched the giant return to the forest. And he was not the one to miss it. She turned around and lunged at it, striking the earth with her club to create a smokescreen.

She took a defensive posture, but lo and behold, the club came at her from directly behind. Unable to withstand the attack from an unexpected direction, she was blown away and knocked out.

Harill quickly cast a spell, but the next moment he too fell to the ground. Behind him, the woman who was supposed to have been kidnapped is standing.

"How's it going, kid?"

"Yes, master. I put a sleep spell on him.

"No, you coward, Gargantis!"

The giant called Gargantis looked at her with interest.

"Looks like you've regained consciousness, saint."

"Geez, geez!"

"Sandra, do something about it. I can't talk to you like this."

The woman called Sandra went to Mari's side and cast a spell. Then the hangover that had been so painful disappeared as if it had never happened.

"What do you mean, Gargantis?"

"It's a sobering spell."

"That's not what I'm asking you! I'm asking why it attacked the city."

Mari glares at him!

Gargantis stares into her eyes and suddenly realizes something.

"N...... you're not a saint?"

"No, she is definitely a saint."

Sandra said to him, and he thought about it.

"I don't know, but at least you don't seem to have any memory of the saint you used to be."

"It seems that the only thing that makes her a saint is her vessel."

"She looks like a saint on the outside, but she's very different on the inside."

Yes, I don't feel the grace of a saint.

Mari's "saint only in appearance" as Sophie and Chris had said so many times, but when a stranger says it to her, it makes her furious.

"Don't say whatever you want! Besides, what is your purpose? You didn't call me here to make fun of me."

"No, I haven't felt the presence of a saint in a long time. I went to say hello to her out of nostalgia, but... it took an unexpected turn." "Yes, an unexpected turn.

"Yes, it was an unexpected turn of events."

I don't want to hear from anyone but you!

"Well, now that we're reunited, let's calm down and talk...Sandra, I don't want to be interrupted. Sandra, I don't want to be interrupted. Put that knight to sleep.

"Yes, sir."

Mari, Gargantis, and Sandra then discussed the situation.

"Now I understand what's going on, Gargantis was taken care of by a saint three hundred years ago, wasn't he?"

"That's right. But it's disappointing to see her again, isn't it?"

"Yes, I'm disappointed too."

The two sighed amicably.

"I'm sorry about the disappointing contents!

--- I mean, was the previous generation of saints really that majestic?"

"Oh, that was wonderful. It was so cold and cold, and it used to give me chills when she looked down at me."

Maybe he's a masochist?

Mari looks at Gargantis with a jealous look.

(But what kind of saint made this giant ticked?)

Intrigued, she tried to imagine it in her mind. I tried to picture it in my mind, and to my surprise, the atmosphere came to my mind easily.

"Gargantis, you are rude in front of me, refrain!

"Oh, just like that! The two are so alike in appearance that even a single word they use can create a certain atmosphere. You have a talent for impersonating a saint."

"Well, if that's the case, I'll add some flowers to your reunion.

"I'd appreciate that."

Mari then continued her impersonation of the previous saint, much to his delight.

"By the way, Gargantis, how much do you know about the dragon?"

"Oh, that's what you want to know. Oh, you want to know? It was the cause of the war between the saints and the undead. I'm a giantess, so I couldn't touch it. Or rather, I was told by the saint not to touch it. So, I don't know the details."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that."

"But I'm not completely ignorant of it."

"Master. I don't know all the details. We can't talk too much."

"That's true, too."

"Ehh~~~, you can't do that after you've told us so much!"

"You see, I've lost my skin."

Sandra looks at Mari, whose language has returned to normal, with a woozy look.

"But even if he wasn't real, this guy is funny."

"It's certainly interesting. I won't deny that."

"I'm sorry, it's funny!"

"No, I'm complimenting you. Yes, I'm telling you if the information you have is correct. I'm sure the real saints will forgive you for correcting their mistakes."

Mari thinks about it. But I have very little information about the Tyrannosaur.

"Yes, the Tyrannosaur was sealed beneath Mount Ardesia?"

"Yes, I heard that the saints sealed it there."

"Is there a temple there now?"

Yes, there is a temple there. It is called the Temple of the Saints.

It is called the Temple of the Saints. The dragon is sealed in the Temple of the Saints beneath Mount Ardesia.

"Thank you, Gargantis, I must thank you for your kindness."

Gargantis seemed satisfied and said to Mari, "If you ever need any help, I'm at your service.

"If you have any trouble, come visit me anytime. Even if you are not a saint, you are my friend now."

With that, he disappeared into the woods.

"Come on, saint, let's go back to Cyrus. I'll make the story add up."

Mari, Sophie, Harill, and Sandra returned to Cyrus and reported what had happened.

It was a lie that Sandra had concocted, but she was a very clever storyteller. However, her storytelling skills are so skillful that the town's residents easily believe her.

(Sandra can be a con artist.)

Mari's smile broke out in a cold sweat.

Sophie, perhaps frustrated that she had fallen behind Gargantis, insisted on forming a strike force and going into the forest. But she dismisses the idea; none of the Cyrus have been harmed, and they are in the middle of a festive celebration.

Mari left Cyrus to enjoy the rest of the harvest festival.

Although she still has an unflattering reputation as a bad dancer and a hungover saint, the people of Cyrus still love her.

Mari was in a rush to leave, but she looked back at the Citadel of Cyrus one more time from the street.

Here, the same event as in the game took place.

This world is linked to the game.

Since Gargantis appeared as expected, it is safe to assume that the tyrannical dragon will appear in the same way. We must now prepare in earnest for the defeat of the tyrannical dragon.

Mari is determined to do so as she looks ahead.