Becoming a Witch in Another World
Chapter 01: The Beginning
In the night where a moonlight glowed brightly, a figure of darkness penetrated in between, the figure was an intense fear that gave everything that was hated by humans. Its body was large with black scales like a steel depicting strength, a towering tail as well as a mouth that let out a breath of fire.
His head was like a reptile but had two horns on his head, a figure called a dragon, certainly not just an ordinary dragon but everyone called it a dragon of destruction.
It is said that in this world there are various dangers for mankind and one of them is the dragon of destruction.
Flapping the wings that stretched the dragon's width dropped itself down where a city greeted him with tremendous screams and chaos.
The city was named Antares city one of the cities in the kingdom of Elysium, which became the location of the novice adventurers, an adventurer is a man who works in a guild to earn money to fulfill his life even though many jobs can be taken but most people work as monster hunters. The city was neither big nor small and the surroundings were adorned with high walls to prevent monsters from entering even so, it was not enough to hold a dragon raging there.
The dragon roared and then destroyed whatever was blocking it whether it was the houses of the people or the adventurers who flocked to send attacks on him.
"How can a dragon be in the early city.You must be joking," said one adventurer then another adventurer started to reply.
"I don't know, but we're going to die. After all this city is only home to weak adventurers, fighting a dragon is like finding a girlfriend, equally difficult."
"Don't involve your personal life in this kind of dire situation," who shouted that it was a veteran adventurer named Kazel.
Kazel had a plontos head and was big but not fat, it was purely a muscle that trained every day. he wore a simple armor made of leather as well as a large sword that was enough to cut the monster part into two pieces.
The witches began to shoot the magic they mastered, while the priests began chanting their prayers to give healing magic. At the same time Kazel ran jumping as high as he could make while swinging his sword, a loud sound rang out as the sword clashed with the scales as hard as steel, without telling what happened everyone already knew.
Kazel's sword broke.
"No... Though the installment has not paid off."
"Who says don't involve personal life."
In response to Kazel's actions, a foot soared to hit him that he was thrown back 20 meters, before lying face down in the starry sky.
The priests began to send healing magic to him.
"Good."
After Kazel's defeat only grew, some of them had to die.
"Good."
Kazel stood up while holding his broken sword, a part of his body still spitting out fresh blood even though so there was no time to feel it, blood boiling from every single one of his bodies into his head, when he was about to run someone from behind stopped him.
A shocked expression filled Kazel's face as he knew who was behind him.
She is Vivia Legal an S rank adventurer from the capital, who everyone knows as the number one dragon slayer in the Elysium kingdom, he was wearing a silver armor that covered his face with a helmet, in his left hand was a sword with blades on both sides that seemed to shine brightly.
"Let me, tell everyone to back off."
Kazel who received the instruction began to shout and tell everyone to retreat, the adventurers who knew the figure of Vivia began to look at him like a light in the darkness or rather a hope.
They all pulled away as Vivia walked leisurely forward, each step echoing because her armor was quite heavy, everyone was always amazed by her especially the person behind it was a girl.
Seeing Vivian's movements, the dragon again throws a fireball from her mouth, unlike everyone else, and Vivia lets herself be hit by it, but the fire is soon destroyed with just a flick of her sword.
It was no exaggeration that he was called a dragon slayer.
With a quick step Vivia stepped forward, she sent a cross slash making an incision on the dragon's body.
The blood spurting from her slash gave an irresistible fatal wound, the dragon that started to rampage over the pain sent the tip of its mouth towards Vivia trying to pounce on her.
Instead of dodging her, Vivia held him down with one hand as if it meant little to her. As he pushed his head back to the back a swing floated without warning.
SRACKS.
A dragon's head fell to the ground helplessly, blood rushing into the air like a fountain.
"Are we winning?" asked one of the adventurers but when they realized the body of the dragon began to rise then took his head and put it back where it should be.
"This is why I hate the dragon of destruction" said Vivia as she swung her sword but unfortunately it had flown away.
"For a while, he won't come back here."