Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard-Chapter 214

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The battle had been fierce, but surprisingly, there weren't many casualties.

Only a handful of core forces clashed at full strength, while the rest wisely looked after their own lives.

It was the natural behavior of anyone with a shred of sense.

Who in their right mind would charge in with just a sword on a battlefield where dragons and drakes were wrestling bare-handed?

The orcs' morale seemed low from the start, and they fled en masse as soon as the dragon retreated.

It was a stroke of luck that the humans, tense from the dragon, didn't send pursuit teams in time.

The humans' attention was solely focused on the dragon and Ian.

So they were able to move as soon as the dragon fell from the sky.

"Ian!"

The Knights of Santiago and the wizards rushed urgently to where the dragon had crashed.

It took quite a while to get there, as the dragon had flown quite a distance.

"Ah..."

Upon arriving at the scene, the knights crossed themselves at the awe-inspiring sight.

Deep in the forest.

In a clearing bathed in a single ray of sunlight, a massive dragon lay quietly with its eyes closed.

And.

A young man in robes was slowly descending from the sky.

It was the wizard Ian.

For that moment, Ian looked almost like a celestial being descending to earth, summoned by the heavens.

Only the wizard Eredith rushed out to greet Ian.

"Master."

Having safely landed, Ian beamed at his teacher.

Who was Eredith Manskal?

She was the Wikipedia wizard who had mastered all sorts of trivia, and Ian's one and only teacher who had shaped him into who he was today.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't glad to see her.

"Yes, Ian."

Eredith immediately pulled Ian into a hug.

Having been with him since childhood, she was used to treating Ian like a kid.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

"I'm fine."

After checking Ian's condition, Eredith hugged him once more.

The first hug was out of concern.

This one was out of joy.

There was a mountain of things they wanted to say to each other, but both Ian and Eredith were too exhausted.

"Ian. How are you feeling..."

"I'm fine apart from being tired. How's the Order?"

Sir Dehitri replied with a relieved smile.

"There were no casualties. We do have some injured, including Sir Salvador."

Ian smiled too.

News of no deaths was always good to hear.

Ian glanced at Predius.

The monster lay motionless, face down, with a longsword stuck in one eye.

'What a damn nuisance.'

Ian didn't even want to look at Predius.

He'd heard many rumors about dragons.

That you shouldn't associate with them, that messing with them would ruin your life...

Aren't rumors usually exaggerated?

Ian had thought the rumors about dragons must be exaggerated too.

But the dragon he actually fought was truly insane...

Ian had been lucky enough to bring two drakes, but.

If they had faced the dragon with purely human forces, how many people would have died?

'Phew.'

Ian was about to retrieve Belenka's longsword.

'Hm?'

But he noticed something lodged in Predius's jaw.

Ian examined it and was immediately baffled.

'What the... What's this?'

The object stuck in Predius's jaw was none other than a pike.

It seemed to have been there for quite a while, almost looking like part of Predius up close.

'Did he leave it there on purpose?'

It was in a position where it could easily be pulled out.

The fact that it was still in the jaw meant...

It had been deliberately left there.

But why?

Ian tilted his head.

Was it left as some kind of memento?

'Could just be a fashion statement...'

Ian thought as he looked at Predius.

The dragon was quite insane, so it might have used the spear as a fashion accessory like a piercing.

'I'll take it with me for now.'

Ian took Predius's pike and returned to Talian Hall.

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The battle was over, but the survivors had to go on living.

It was time for the cleanup.

'Won't those things disappear?'

Baron Damon frowned as he looked at the drakes.

It wasn't just Baron Damon.

The nobles of Talian, and even the local refugees, had all rushed out to gawk at the drakes.

"Wow... What are those?"

"They're huge...!"

It had been a battlefield just moments ago.

Now it had turned into a zoo that forgot to install bars.

Longtail and Sharpteeth lay side by side on their bellies, yawning widely.

Just opening their mouths caused screams to erupt here and there.

People might start bringing picnic baskets at this rate.

While the drakes were an amusing spectacle for the commoners...

For Baron Damon, they were nothing but a headache.

The battle was over, so there were mountains of tasks to do - clearing corpses, rescuing the wounded!

How could they just sprawl out there! Are they crazy?!

Of course, the drakes, being beasts, couldn't care less about human circumstances.

"My lord. What should we do?"

Subordinates flocked to Baron Damon.

But Baron Damon had no solution either.

For now... since Ian had summoned them, bringing Ian might solve the problem.

"They're beasts the wizard controls, so wouldn't they understand human speech?"

"Then why don't you go try talking to them?"

Having lost his fear, one of Baron Damon's subordinates approached the drakes and shouted.

"Ahem. You there! Would you kindly move aside!"

"Grrr...?"

"Eek! I'm sorry!"

As soon as Longtail raised his head, the baron's subordinate fled like an arrow.

The drake was far more terrifying up close...!

"We can't move those things, can we?"

"Obviously not."

Only Ian could handle those monsters.

"Hey, you two! Can't you move over there?"

"???"

Just as he thought that, Baron Damon was startled.

Wait, isn't that the Countess of Talian?!

It was indeed Lucy Talian.

Lucy was shouting at the drakes!

The nobles, and even Baron Damon, felt their hearts drop!

"C-Countess! Be careful!"

"What reckless courage!"

They said that, but the nobles were actually quite impressed.

Lucy Talian...

They knew she wasn't an ordinary woman, but to think she had such guts!

She must have some secret method to avoid being eaten by the drakes!

[What's that human been saying? Should I chase her away?]

[Leave her be. She's my friend's future sister-in-law.]

[Hmm... Is that so?]

Contrary to everyone's expectations...

Lucy simply had no idea what she was doing.

No, Lucy couldn't possibly have any elaborate plan!

Lucy was just imitating Ian.

Ian talks to them like this~ and this~, and the kids understand!

Maybe they'll understand me too? (They won't)

Longtail was just leaving Lucy alone because he knew she was Ian's woman.

After about 10 minutes of futile chatter, Lucy scratched her head and returned to the nobles.

"Hmm... It's not working?"

"W-Well done, Countess!"

"Truly... how bold you are, Countess."

"Huh?"

Lucy tilted her head and blinked in confusion.

Just then, a commotion was heard in the distance.

"Oh! The Dragon Slayer has returned!"

"The dragon killer, Ian!"

It was the Knights of Santiago, Ian, Eredith, and Kira.

Baron Damon immediately ran to Ian and said,

"Ian! Please do something about those drakes!"

"? What do you want me to do?"

"Move them somewhere else or..."

Ian nodded.

Indeed. The drakes needed to be moved elsewhere.

"[Longtail. How about moving to the forest for now?]"

[Hmm. Alright. Too many humans coming and going here.]

There was no suitable place for the drake couple to rest near Talian.

Ian felt a bit sorry for Longtail.

Now that the job was done, he should send them home quickly.

"Grrrr..."

"Ohhh!"

The nobles couldn't hide their amazement at Ian's mysterious magic.

The wizard muttered something, and the drakes moved!

'What kind of spell was that!'

Ian had simply said 'please move aside', but to those who didn't know the Maronius language, it looked like incredible magic.

"As expected of Ian!"

"The rumors about him controlling drakes were true!"

Even the Knights of Santiago were impressed.

The nobles seized this opportunity to rush over and flatter Ian.

He could control drakes and even defeat dragons.

If they didn't suck up now, they'd lose their noble status!

"Truly remarkable skills, Lord Ian!"

"I've never seen such amazing magic!"

"...?"

Ian grew annoyed as the nobles fawned over him.

Seriously, he had just said one sentence.

Amazing magic, my ass.

Ian sighed and said,

"Anyone with a mouth can do this."

"No, no! This is something only you can do, Lord Ian...!"

"No, I'm telling you anyone with a mouth can do it. Do you not have mouths?"

"..."

When Baron Lantro fell silent, the Knights of Santiago burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Ian must be in a bad mood today!"

"He must be tired after showing such great skill! Haha!"

"..."

Ian was dumbfounded.

If you know that, then let me rest, you idiots...

Used to how medieval people treated wizards, Ian didn't bother arguing.

"How's Sir Salvador?"

"We've put him in the infirmary for now."

Ian figured he should visit the infirmary before resting.

That's when it happened.

"Ian! A guest is here!"

"A guest?"

Lucy exclaimed excitedly.

"Yes! Someone we met when leaving the Duchy of Araz!"

"?"

Ian was puzzled.

An acquaintance of Lucy's? But why me?

"Go ahead, Ian. I'll check on Sir Salvador."

When Belenka said that, Ian nodded.

"I'll come along too."

"You too, Master?"

Eredith smiled and said,

"I think it's someone I know."

"..."

Ian frowned.

The way Eredith put it, Ian had a feeling he knew who it was too.

When they went outside, they could hear the people buzzing.

Ian was slightly surprised.

There were over ten carriages, all packed full of supplies!

Ian greeted the 'guest' who had come to Talian.

"We meet again, Gerard."

Eredith stood beside him, arms crossed.

"It's been a while, Ian. And Eredith."

The space-time wizard Gerard spoke in a gruff voice.

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