garry / N@TSUKI The Dragon and the Blade Saint: This Isn't Where We End Volume 1

1. Auflage 2025
ISBN: 978-1-7183-9451-3
Verlag: J-Novel Club
Format: EPUB
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E-Book, Englisch, Band 1, 250 Seiten

Reihe: The Dragon and the Blade Saint: This Isn't Where We End

The Blade Saint is revered as a hero to his own people, but to the elder dragon Mitaelshuroxa, he is a murderer who annihilated her entire clan. But when Mitaelshuroxa is given a chance to go back in time and stop him once and for all-before he gained such immense power-she is trapped, mostly powerless and stuck in the form of a cute human girl, at the school where the Blade Saint is training to grow into his powers. Will the great dragon find a way to kill her rival before he can destroy her, or will learning more about him lessen Mitaelshuroxa's overwhelming desire for revenge, and even open her up to a deeper relationship...?

A runner-up in the first-ever J-Novel Club Original LN Contest!

Autoren/Hrsg.

Garry

N@Tsuki

Weitere Mitwirkende

Taiga

Leseproben

Chapter 1: Saint Aliriheim Academy

Karen Aporenzi

856 C-8, Rain Month 2, Moon 26

Guardian Log #592

It’s been yet another peaceful day here at Saint Aliriheim Academy. I’d like to take this opportunity to once again ask that I’m no longer required to create these entries due to not only their monotonous nature but also the utter uneventfulness of my days spent here. I request that my Guardian training be resumed and my master not shirk his responsibilities by pushing banal activities like this onto me under the guise of education.

As for my report, there’s nothing of importance that requires any Guardian attention. However, since I’m under instruction to report on progress—regardless of how redundant it’s become—I’ll say that he’s the same as he was yesterday and the day before that. There’s been absolutely no change whatsoever in his status and probably won’t be for some time to come. It’s only natural since he’s been thrown into a new environment that has nothing to do with who he’s training to be. I can’t help but feel as if I’m in a similar situation. It’s my strong opinion that my skills as a Guardian have, in a while, not advanced at a rate even close to how quickly they had when I traveled with you, Master. I’m sure also appreciate a mentor.

As for his growth in regard to strength in combat, he’s gotten to the point where he can break not even a sweat despite fighting against some of the more promising fifth-level students in the combat track.

Actually, the only time I think I’ve seen him sweat is perhaps when he was eating food that was too hot. Funny story about that: I made him a spicy stew the other day (I’ve always liked it on the spicier side), but I guess I didn’t know how hot it truly was until he tried some. The look on his face as he took that first bite was priceless. I wish I could’ve saved that moment somehow. But also, maybe I should try tweaking my recipe a little so it’s more palatable to him.

But also, I guess if there’s anything I can take solace in, it’s that I’m the only person in the academy who has made him sweat. It really makes me glad that I’ve seen a side of him that no one else has. It’s almost like a secret between the two of us. I genuinely hope we can share more secrets with each other soon and that I can repay him for the debt I owe him.

As a side note, I’d also like to petition for me to be able to use his real name in these reports instead of always having to resort to vaguely referring to him. I know you worry about these entries being intercepted, but I’m not so inept that I’d let anyone read these. Also, you’ve yet to give me instructions on how to send these logs to you, so I’m unsure of how they could possibly be intercepted when they’re not even in transit.

At any rate, this concludes log #592—yet another log that I’m sure you’ll never read, Master.

Karen Aporenzi

I shut my journal and stretched my limbs as I sat on the grassy hill overlooking the school. The weak light from the crescent moon made it easy to drink in the entirety of the beautiful starry sky. Despite the warm temperature, a pleasant breeze eliminated any of the usual discomforts of being outside during this humid season.

I glanced down at the string-bound loose-leaf pages of my journal and frowned. I was supposed to be training with my master to earn my place in the Guardian order that protected the realms. Instead, he seemed to think it was a better idea to stick me in this academy and make me write logs, which had essentially become glorified diary entries that he’d never read.

I found my eyes naturally gravitating upward to the invisible dome so high in the sky that even the five-story-tall dormitory towers didn’t come close to touching it.

I could hear his words in my head.

I rolled my eyes. need One day I’ll be helping Master defend the main barrier that separates our realm from others.

“If it’s so important for me to learn how to deal with danger, then how about you put me in an actually dangerous place?” I grumbled.

Suddenly, I sensed the presence of something, but it turned out to be just a deer. I was almost embarrassed by how excited I’d gotten over that. Of course, this school was in a remote region with nothing but forests surrounding it.

I let out a frustrated sigh and fell back to the ground to vacantly gaze at the sky. “Ugh, I’m so bored. Is this what life’s gonna be like when I’m a full-fledged Guardian: just managing barriers of already-peaceful places? I swear, if Master sticks me in a place like this when I graduate... But also...”

I shook my head, dispersing these thoughts. I shut my eyes and relaxed my body, trying to regain my focus. But then again, what was the point of being attentive and on guard when the likelihood of anything happening was extremely low? Like many before it, today was yet another peaceful, quiet day.

It was as if someone had used a silencing spell. The chirping of the crickets, the swaying of the trees in the wind, the rustling of the grass—I couldn’t hear any of them anymore. Everything was unnervingly still. Something was wrong.

I jumped to my feet and began to scan the area for any anomalies. My eyes widened as I looked at my surroundings—it was almost as if everything had been petrified. The hair on the back of my neck began to stand on end, and chills radiated across my body.

Out of the corner of my eye, there was a burst of red, and then within the school’s barrier, a ball of light suddenly appeared and came crashing down like a lightning bolt before halting right above the ground.

I reflexively winced and recoiled.

At first, it was just a ball of light, but it slowly shifted into the silhouette of a young woman before the light disappeared and the body fell to the ground with a soft thud. I could just barely make out a naked body through the newfound darkness.

I hesitantly inched closer to her, my wand drawn. “Hey...Guardian here.”

I simply stood there, paralyzed in shock at the unexpected sight before me.

I weighed my options as I approached her. Soon, I confirmed that she definitely had no clothing on her at all, but the surprise from that took a back seat to the fact that she was heavily bleeding across her body. The green of the grass rapidly began to be overridden by the dark red pooling underneath her, which began to stain even her waist-length silver hair that was already flecked with natural red streaks. Once I saw this, my indecision disappeared, and my body began to spring into action.

I immediately ran up to her. “Are you okay?!” I frantically asked, kneeling next to her.

But now that I was this close, I noticed a few more things. My eyes were first drawn to her flesh-colored scales that were slowly transforming into skin, indistinguishable from that of humans. Then, my eyes drifted to the strange red lines running across her body like some kind of tribal paint. Unlike the scales, they seemed to be quickly fading, so it was hard to make out what they were exactly, especially since the blood from her many wounds was pouring over them.

At first, I thought she might’ve been a crimson line demon, but instead of pure white or a bloodlike crimson, her hair was silver with red streaks. But still, I had no clue...