"Boring... ah."
The atmosphere within Zeus’s and Hera’s familias was slightly awkward, especially within Hera’s familia, where the tension was most palpable.
Their expressions reflected a mix of resignation, understanding, silence, and so degree of empathy, particularly in the way they looked at Alfia.
This ti, the mbers of Hera’s familia all confird that the youth in the Projection and Alfia were indeed blood relatives.
"Alfia, when you faced Leviathan back then, was your mindset like this?"
When the "Empress" asked this question, everyone’s attention imdiately turned to Alfia.
Alfia, montarily unsure of how to respond, could clearly sense that these fools were overthinking things.
"Back then, when I took down that beast, I risked everything."
Although Leviathan wasn’t as exaggerated as it is now, it still had L-v.8 strength back then. Its colossal size and the natural advantage it had in its terrain ant that once freed, capturing Leviathan again would be no easy task.
So, when Alfia faced Leviathan, she didn’t hesitate to unleash her full power.
This wasn’t a half-hearted effort. She exerted all her strength, and after the battle, she had to rest for a long ti.
"The disease and noise affected too severely. Afterward, I had to rest for a long ti. I’m sure my mindset was different from his."
Alfia understood her situation. When she defeated Leviathan, she mostly felt relieved. Now, looking at Bell in the Projection, she could tell that while he might have been serious at the beginning, that seriousness didn’t last long.
After that, Bell completely shifted to a playful attitude.
"Unlike , he faced a much more troubleso Leviathan."
"From our perspective, Leviathan practically perfected the art of seeking advantage and avoiding harm. Yet, this very creature, who was so good at survival, t an even worse end than Behemoth—without the ability to resist at all."
"That’s what it looked like, right? Like a ga?"
Right. Rembering Bell’s actions, which were nothing short of playful, the rest of Hera’s familia couldn’t help but laugh.
"Indeed, it was like a ga. He treated an even more troubleso Leviathan with the sa attitude. Honestly, if Leviathan had targeted him with that thod, maybe a direct, head-on approach like Behemoth’s would have yielded better results."
The "Empress" couldn’t help but think of Behemoth’s battle record. It was definitely more spectacular than Leviathan’s. "I guess it just proves their compatibility was utterly disastrous."
Alfia shook her head slightly. She understood why Behemoth had achieved better results.
"That boy takes his ti. He focuses on gathering intelligence on his enemy first and then tailors his counterasures. I think that’s why Behemoth was able to wound him."
"Gathering intelligence..."
The "Empress" sighed, recalling how intense the battle between Behemoth and Bell had been. But in the end, that intensity had just been part of the intelligence-gathering process.
Yet, this also showed how remarkably straightforward Bell’s combat style was.
He gathered information first, then used that information to deliver focused strikes.
Before Behemoth could understand Bell’s tactics, he had a little fun with him, but once all the intel was in, Behemoth had no chance.
"That boy’s combat style is too extre."
The "Empress" couldn’t help but exclaim, and Alfia agreed wholeheartedly.
"I completely agree. His understanding of intelligence and his cognitive abilities surpass ours."
"The analyses he does, we simply can’t replicate. And his fighting style is much more diverse. It’s completely different from ours."
Bell’s abilities were on a whole different level.
Alfia understood very well why Bell could accomplish feats that they could never manage.
"Our combat styles are easy to target. But facing that boy, it’s like Leviathan—if you get too close, you end up like Behemoth, but if you keep your distance, you get Leviathan’s fate."
"Closeness leads to Behemoth’s fate; distance leads to Leviathan’s."
"The Black Dragon will likely speed up the pace of the battle, making it too fast for him to gather intel quickly."
"Will that help?"
The "Empress" honestly didn’t believe such tactics would be very effective against Bell.
Of course, Alfia, who proposed this counterasure, wasn’t optimistic either.
"It’s going to be tough."
Alfia couldn’t imagine the Black Dragon being faster than Bell in combat. Even if the Black Dragon did manage to speed things up, the outco would likely remain the sa.
There was just one thing bothering Alfia.
"Empress, why does that boy speak about the Black Dragon with such familiarity?"
...
"Hmmm... I’m curious about that too."
The "Empress" had thought about this before. Despite there being little interaction between Bell and the Black Dragon, every ti Bell ntioned it, he seed so familiar, like they had known each other for years.
"There must be so kind of connection between them. It’s almost like the bond between two n that’s hard to explain."
anwhile, over in Zeus’s familia, the topic was being discussed just as eagerly.
"The relationship between the Black Dragon and that kid?"
"Hmmm~ They must know each other. That kid’s words always make it sound like he’s known the Black Dragon for years."
Zeus’s familia was debating the sa thing.
"To say it’s just a challenger and challenged relationship seems too simplistic. Bell seems far too familiar with the Black Dragon—it’s like an old friend vibe, which feels off."
No one would randomly form a bond with the Black Dragon, especially not a conqueror.
"Huh~ Have you noticed how Bell behaves around the Black Dragon? It’s like two friends about to clash."
"Do you think the Black Dragon has so other identity, and that identity might have so connection to Bell?"
That was an intriguing thought.
But could there really be a relationship between a dragon slayer and a dragon?
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