The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 64

“Alright, we’re all set. Let’s get this over with quickly.”
We began walking in the direction of the damage in the village. Blue Dragons typically live in small groups and rarely leave their territories, but occasionally, one might stray and live alone.

The dragon that attacked this village appeared to be a solitary one. It seemed to be trying to establish a nest nearby, so it shouldn’t be hard to find.

We walked carefully, ensuring not to miss even the faintest noise. While surveying the area, it became clear the dragon wasn’t in the village itself.

“Aren’t these dragon footprints?”

At Fars’ observation, Senior Yele crouched to examine them.
“It might be further ahead.”

We found the footprints near the forest entrance and cautiously made our way inside.

After walking for a while, we came across an area where the trees had been knocked down, with clear signs of a struggle. Perhaps there had been a fight with the villagers.

––Rustle.

The sound of grass moving caught our attention, and we all turned to look. A Blue Dragon emerged from the thicket, pushing aside the tall grass.

It stood at least three meters tall—more if you included its tail. Its entire body was covered in tough scales, shimmering in hues of light blue to deep navy. The dragon’s sharp gaze fixated on us as it let out a low growl and assumed a combat stance.
We drew our weapons and prepared for battle. Both Fars and I quickly used body-enhancing magic without chanting and dashed forward.

Fars summoned a small fireball and aimed it at the dragon’s face.

Taking advantage of the distraction, I moved to the dragon’s right flank, out of its line of sight, while Fars leaped into the air, aiming a strike from above.

As Fars slashed at the dragon, I swung at its neck.

“Fars, how’s it on your side? This thing is tough. I’ll have to keep hitting the same spot for it to work.”

“Same here. One strike isn’t enough to leave a proper wound.”
As we continued exchanging observations and searching for an opening,

“Marloa and Fars make a great team. I think you two could handle this on your own.”

“That’s harsh, Senior Yele! Stop watching and help us!”
While we worked to draw the dragon’s attention, Senior Arnold launched powerful strikes at its front with his enhanced sword, leaving much deeper wounds than ours. Honestly, how is this guy an alchemist? He could easily pass as a knight commander.

“I’m going to start a long chant, so hold the dragon off for a bit,” Senior Yele announced as he began chanting.

Following Senior Arnold’s instructions, the three of us alternated attacking and distracting the dragon to wear it down.
Its scales were incredibly hard. I tried using magic once, but it had no effect. Its high magical resistance and tough skin made it nearly impossible to slow down.

Then I remembered something useful.

When the dragon’s attention shifted, I stabbed one of its wounds with a dagger infused with paralysis magic.

The dragon roared in anger and turned its full attention to me, attacking relentlessly. The paralysis effect was strong, but it seemed to take time to spread throughout its body.
I was barely able to dodge its attacks, but with the dragon focused on me, it became easier for Senior Arnold and Fars to land their strikes.

“Do something quickly! I can barely keep dodging!”

“Thanks to you, Marloa, our attacks are landing much more effectively. The paralysis is starting to work,” Senior Arnold reassured me.

The dragon began to slow, its movements growing more sluggish as the paralysis took hold. Just as we prepared to deal a decisive blow, “Sorry to keep you waiting! Everyone, get out of the way!”

Senior Yele shouted loudly.

“Marloa, Fars! Retreat here immediately!” Senior Arnold yelled.
We rushed to his side, turning to watch Senior Yele.

Standing before the dragon, Senior Yele conjured an enormous magic sword, about five meters long. With a single horizontal slash, he cut the Blue Dragon cleanly in half, along with several nearby trees.

Fars and I could only stare in stunned silence. Despite all our efforts, we hadn’t been able to sever its body, but Senior Yele had done it in one blow.

“See? You could’ve handled this alone, Yele.”

“That’s not true! I wouldn’t have managed without everyone holding it off!”

For once, Senior Yele seemed flustered, which made me chuckle. The tension from moments ago dissipated, and the usual relaxed atmosphere returned.

“That Blue Dragon was really tough.”

“No kidding. No matter how many times we hit it, it barely took any damage. Senior Arnold’s attacks seemed way more effective.”

“It’s not that my strikes are better. The difference is that your swords are beginner-level. It might be time for an upgrade.”

!!!

How had I not realized this? He was right—Reco had chosen beginner-friendly swords for us initially.

“That makes sense. I’m getting a new sword as soon as we’re back.”

“Oh, Fars, let me see your sword for a moment.”

“Huh? Sure…”

Fars handed his sword to Senior Arnold, who immediately dispelled the enchantments on it.

“What!? Senior, that’s so cruel! All those enchantments, gone!”
Fars sank to his knees, clearly devastated. I couldn’t blame him—I’d feel the same.

“Would you prefer to be disqualified from the tournament in two days?”

“…Right. Thanks for reminding me.”

Senior Arnold had clearly remembered the tournament rules. Though Fars looked teary-eyed, he accepted it.

“Fars, let’s go sword shopping after the tournament. We can get it enchanted again later.”

“Yeah, definitely. I’ll get a new sword right after the tournament.”

While I tried cheering Fars up, Senior Yele offered to introduce us to the best weaponsmith in the royal capital as thanks for helping with the hunt.

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