Koizumi Akako refused to recall what happened in the corridor on the second floor. This was undoubtedly a new way of embarrassment for her.

When her body stiffened and she thought the lion's sharp teeth were going to bite her in two, the colorful lion just sniffed her hair gently, stared at the magical spots flashing on her body, and tried to grab her with its huge claws.

After realizing that he could not touch those firefly-like spots of light and turn them into beautiful red sand no matter what he did, the Red Lion's face immediately showed a visible frustration.

Even Koizumi Hongzi, who was afraid and unwilling just now, was confused by such an expression for a moment, and could hardly restrain herself from touching the lion's furry head. Probably no human can resist the coquettish expression of a large cat like a kitten.

But it was fortunate that she did not extend her hand, otherwise Koizumi Hongzi would probably be even more angry at this time.

When the Red Witch was about to tremble because of the furs so close to her, the scarlet lion jumped up and returned to his previous position. He carefully pulled the crystal ball out from under his belly, and from time to time he glanced in the direction of Koizumi Hongzi with his ruby-like eyes.

It was as if the lion itself felt a little guilty, but the ball was too attractive to the cat to resist, and it finally stared at the murderous eyes of the Red Witch and started playing happily.

"Stop it, stop it now, only Hongzi-sama can treat me like this, wuwuwuwu!"

The transparent crystal ball made a miserable cry for help between the lion's claws, but its owner was immersed in the anger of frustrated self-esteem and did not notice it at all.

But soon, the sound of the crystal ball changed its tone.

"Gently, gently, please be more considerate to the fragile bodies of the elderly."

"It's hairy, ah, the feeling of the pad of flesh, go over here."

After a while, the crystal ball, which had just refused, succumbed to the big cat's power, and was immersed in the joy of sucking the cat and the cat actively being sucked. It couldn't extricate itself, and even thought about inviting its owner to join.

"Lord Hongzi, there is a smell of the sun and fire in it, hehe, the soft pad of flesh is so cute, hehe."

Koizumi Hongzi refused and was extremely angry.

When the red magic was gathering again at the witch's fingertips, the big red lion suddenly dropped the crystal ball in its mouth and leaped forward without warning.

Watching the soft hair on the red lion's belly passing over her head, Koizumi Hongzi agreed with the words of the crystal ball for the first time in a long time. It was indeed a very reassuring smell of sunlight.

However, the magic in her hand that turned into red sand once again made her come back to her senses quickly, and she began to condemn herself for temporarily collaborating with the enemy and committing treason a minute ago.

When she chased to the stairs, the previous scene naturally happened.

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The Kobold had at this point completely become a toy for the Lion, like some expensive, novel cat toy that temporarily captured the cat's attention but was quickly discarded.

The ghost tried to provoke the lion again, thinking of the object that it could not shake, but in the end it could only be suppressed. It could not even leave a mark on the lion's paw with its sharp teeth.

Perhaps impatient with the constant harassment of the monster with a dog's head and a human body, the scarlet lion, which was as proud as a messenger of God, finally lowered its noble head.

A slight crisp sound echoed in this space.

This should have been a sound that was extremely easy to ignore, but it briefly drowned out the angry sound of Koizumi Akako in the basement. It was continuously transmitted by the air in this not-so-small space, echoing between the columns with gorgeous relief carvings, and was so clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

It's like a thorn that suddenly pierces the skin between the nails, causing people to feel pain and nausea rationally.

That was the sound of the neck of the monster with a dog's head and a human body being slapped by the lion.

Yagyu Katsuichi

He couldn't help swallowing and stared blankly at what was happening downstairs. He even forgot that he was still standing on the first floor stairs and the second floor entrance, and forgot to put down his hanging foot. In his eyes, the lion with scarlet hair was like a god from heaven.

"Hurrah--" A hoarse sound came from deep in the lion's throat. If there were anyone here who had raised a cat, they would probably immediately recognize what that sound was like.

The lion's vocal cords are a little rough, but this kind of sound is enough to reveal the lion's good mood.

The monster with a dog's head and a human body was still struggling on the ground. It seemed that this piece of neck could not kill it, but the lion did not seem to notice this. He completely forgot about the object he had just been playing with and devoted himself to the game of chasing his own tail.

The ghost that was knocked aside stood up slowly. Its ferocious dog head was bent backwards at a terrible angle, but its murderous eyes were still flashing with a strange green light, as if showing the ghost's immortal vitality.

The harsh sound of metal rubbing against the ground rang out again in the stadium, and the fear that had just been engraved in the bones and blood of the team members was aroused again. Yagyu Katsuichi's teeth suddenly trembled. He wanted to remind the lion to pay attention to the movements of the ghosts and gods. He had already fully realized that this meant that the ghosts and gods were about to attack.

Although he didn't know whether this lion, which was obviously not an ordinary beast, was an enemy or a friend, the lion had just saved his team members anyway, and he didn't want to see the lion get hurt.

But he couldn't speak. His teeth were clenched together with such force that it seemed as if they would break each other. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound. All he could make was a trembling nasal sound.

The sound of flowing water flowed in his ears, and the experienced Yagyu Katsuichi immediately realized that he was under the influence of ghosts and gods. For powerful ghosts and gods, it is very normal for the energy that unconsciously overflows while attacking the target to affect the psychics nearby.

Katsuichi Yagyu didn't dare to imagine how powerful the power of ghosts and gods was. Even though he saw the overwhelming advantage of the lion, when the dog-headed man seemed to be about to use some big move, he was very worried that the lion, who was still caught off guard, would suffer a loss.

The scarlet lion was still playing with its tail, not even willing to glance at the dog-headed man beside it, just like a cat ignoring the mouse it had played with to death, and was immersed in the new fun it had found.

The heavy rusty axe was lifted high up by the kobold, and even though it could still move, it had undoubtedly reached the end of its strength at this moment. However, for ghosts and gods, taking their prey away might be what they desire.

At the moment when the axe was about to fall, the determination not to let the lion get hurt overcame the fear at this moment, and Ryousuke Katsuichi's tired vocal cords finally found their way back to use, just like a game character that had not been operated for a long time finally reloaded its skill pack. He used the loudest volume of his life, shouting at the top of his lungs to remind everyone of the impending danger.

However, his worries are always unnecessary for the lion named Graugramman. The existence of the lion known as the Colorful Death represents the end of all destruction.

The lion stretched slowly and leisurely, opened its mouth wide, and showed its cute sharp teeth while yawning. People really want to touch this lion who looks so good-tempered. However, except for the little king, others can only wishful thinking.

When the rusty iron axe touched the gorgeous hair, just like what was described in the fairy tale, starting from the top of the axe, it slowly turned into dark green sand and slowly seeped down, like a dark green acid rain, falling on the scarlet lion and merging with the sand on the ground.

And as if it was some kind of wonderful mimicry, the lion's scarlet hair seemed to be gradually transitioning to a dark green color similar to black jade, emitting a dim glow in the darkness.

The change in color makes it look scarier and more aggressive.

The movement of the axe finally drew the lion's attention again, and the beast stretched his limbs and stretched himself, then absentmindedly turned his emerald eyes in the direction of his defeated opponent, staring at him intently.

Watch.

More sand, endless sand emerged from the lion's hair and feet, turning into a sea of ​​sand. These glittering little things seemed to have life, rushing towards the monster with a dog's head and a human body, setting up a dragnet from all directions. This was a forced purification that did not allow any chance to refuse.

Screams that no human could possibly make came from the gorgeous cage made of dark green sand. They were like the sharp noise of fingernails rubbing against glass or a blackboard, making people's hearts creep and their bones tremble. Some people even couldn't help but cover their ears, but they couldn't stop the sound from coming in and out.

And this was nothing more than the ghosts' last dying struggle. At the moment when the echo of the last scream disappeared, a distant and holy cry like a huge bell was heard from right above the hall on the first floor.

The mother-of-pearl sheen gently falls on the ground, making the sand sparkle.

A huge shadow hovered above, loyally guarding its master.

The lion, who had been indulging in play before, suddenly sat up straight, like a soldier about to be inspected, looking forward, as if he had just diligently completed some important task.

The sound of crisp footsteps also lingered down from above, which was the sound of the soles of shoes hitting something with a texture very similar to jade.

Dragon.

It's a dragon.

It is a pure white dragon.

This concept suddenly appeared in people's minds and instantly captured their hearts and minds.

Someone was walking along the dragon's spine that was specially curved into a suitable arc, stepping on the mica-like dragon scales, slowly and leisurely walking down from the dragon's head, as calmly as an ancient emperor inspecting his territory.

What appeared first was a robe that was too gorgeous to describe, and then, from the shadows, a face that looked too young appeared.

But no one dared to make a sound at such a moment. They even forgot to breathe because of such majesty.