Chapter 41
The Forest Dragon is called so because it lives in the forest.
That's a common misconception.
The reason the Forest Dragon is called the Forest Dragon is much simpler.
It's because its body surface looks like wood.
Thorn-like branches protrude from its entire body, with green leaf-like organs attached at the tips.
It's almost like a small moving forest.
That's why it's called the Forest Dragon.
The iron rule of monster subjugation.
Always take the initiative when you can.
Following that iron rule, I leap above the Forest Dragon, which is still lying down.
The mont I stomped the ground with full force, it seed to lose sight of , and only when I appeared above did I sense the Forest Dragon's first sign of panic.
No, no, that's slow.
Way too slow.
In a flustered manner, the Forest Dragon raises its head to snap at in the air.
At that mont, I swing my sword down.
A dull impact sound echoes around, hardly resembling the sound of a creature being slashed by a sword.
The Forest Dragon, forced to shut its wide-open mouth as it tried to bite, has its head slamd into the ground, bouncing back.
As I land on the ground, I'm amazed by the feel of the sword.
What's great about it is that I can adjust its sharpness.
Plus, there's no worry at all about it breaking.
Even when I struck the Forest Dragon's hard hide with full force, I didn't feel the slightest anxiety about it breaking.
Checking behind , I see Erika and Shara have taken their positions.
Roughly twenty paces, the distance decided to ensure Shara's maximum firepower magic hits its mark.
For us, without a shield-bearer, this distance is a bit too close against a Forest Dragon.
But with Erika standing in front of Shara, who needs to be protected, there's no reason to worry.
"Whoops."
I take a light backstep.
A forelimb about as tall as I am passes right in front of .
The Forest Dragon glares at with eyes full of hatred.
Its rough breathing shows it's quite enraged.
"Nice, keep focusing on like that."
Hearing Shara's chanting start behind , I slowly move sideways.
As if lured, the Forest Dragon's head turns toward .
Yeah, that's good.
I stomp the ground with full force once again.
Of course, I'm not thinking of fighting it head-on.
Moving to the Forest Dragon's side, I slam my sword into its flank, which hardly seems like it belongs to a living creature.
Did it lose sight of again? The sudden attack to its flank makes the Forest Dragon let out a scream-like roar, flailing its entire body in a chaotic attack.
I parry the incoming massive tail and forelimb attacks with my sword, keeping my body in motion.
Its gigantic body, about the size of a small house, carries more than enough impact just by thrashing around randomly.
In case I need to escape, I slash at the Forest Dragon's hind leg with increased sharpness, while using the sword as a blunt weapon on other parts, making sure it doesn't narrow its focus and keeping its attention on as I continue my attacks.
After all, my opponent is a dragon.
A long battle is inevitable.
Watching the wound I just slashed on its hind leg heal rapidly, I renew my resolve that I'm definitely facing a dragon species.
Most dragon species possess incredible regenerative abilities due to their abundant magical energy.
Naturally, for an ordinary adventurer like , a quick decisive battle is out of reach, and it becos a prolonged fight.
In such a case, what I must be cautious of is not taking direct hits from its attacks.
Even if I have confidence in the strength of my physical enhancent, taking multiple hits will accumulate damage, slowing my movents, which is the worst situation to avoid in a battle against a dragon species.
After all, dragon species have...
"Yeah, if you can't catch , that's what you'd do."
Fully aware of exposing its vulnerability, the Forest Dragon lifts its massive body, gathering a trendous amount of magical energy in its fanged maw, and I look up at it as I say this.
Dragon Breath, the synonym for destruction that dragon species possess.
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