Summoning the German Army! 〜The Former Strongest Dragon Summoner, Who Lost Everything to the Heroes,

Don't talk down to me!

Translated by SoundDestiny

Edited by Klepon

“………… That’s a Messerschmitt Bf-10 9G German fighter aircraft───── and my Dragon!!”

Jakiri

Nasser, with his metal weapon at the ready.

“Nasser ….?……what?”

“I’m not personally angry with you, but…”

“Ahahahaha! I heard you were no longer a dragon summoner, hahaha!”

Laughing out loud, Bummel looked really comfortable.

“Well, well,…… I’ll try to live long enough to see it……… I’m sure that thing, that power, could reach the Demon Lord.”

“─ ─ I’m not interested in the Demon Lord. I’m after the fucking king, the fucking hero ──── and my lovely fucking wife Alicia!”

Bummel pouted at the words Nasser spoke.

“So, you’ve got that much power and you want ──── revenge?”

“Yes,…… that’s why the 『Dragons』 left,──────── and the 『Germans』 came!　See ……. They were born out of ………… my vengeance.”

Nasser opened his chest and showed it.

Bammel’s face contorts when he saw the words 　  『Do&%$.』.

“!? I see…….they did something terrible…”

Shaking his head lightly, Bummel threw himself forward, no longer willing to fight.

“What’s the matter?　-Kill me, Nasser. You’ve won. …… you hate your countrymen too, don’t you?”

“Aaa…… I hope this country is destroyed.”

“’Then do it. Show me your resolve!　Destroy the country, ……… fight the Empire, and destroy the Demon Lord too!…… No, or…”

Grinning, Bummel said.

“You want to wag your tail to the Demon Lord?”

“Shut the fuck up!!!”

Papapappapapapapapappan!

Combined with the sound of firing, ding, chirp, kiing♪, the casings rolled and made a clear sound.

“──── hee~…… great weapon, isn’t it? …… No, it’s just a little one. Kakkaka”

─Nasser was in a really pissed off state but Bummel continue.

“You hate the country, you hate the heroes, and you hate your wife the most – …… who betrayed you – But you have no intention of giving the Demon Lord any support or actively going rogue?”

“…………… yes.”

Nasser’s squeezed out.

“It seems kind of half-baked revenge. ──── Well, okay.”

[Here,] – Bummel then tossed over something that looked like a magic tool from around his neck.

“……what’s this?”

“It’s called a 『magical fountain』 – a magical tool of national treasure status. Just by wearing it, the user’s magical power expands and constantly recovers.”

‘What?!’

“Kakaka—You seem surprised.　That’s why they called me the Dragon Master. It was used by the legendary Ackermann, the Great Sage, and has been a family heirloom for generations.”

“….Why are you giving me this?”

“The winner takes all. That’s the rule in this world. Kill me and take it from my pocket or I can hand it over to you, the end result is the same. If that’s the case, I choose whichever I think is cooler.”

[Hehehe,]Bummel laughed.

If Nasser saw Bummel as a villain, he certainly looked cool.

“I’ll take it…..gratefully.”

“Whether you hate your country, the hero, or your …… wife – I know how you feel. But what is the root of all evil?”

“Are you trying to tell me it’s the Demon Lord?”

Nasser turned to Bummel with a disgusted look on his face.

“That’s right, what else is there?　If the Demon Lord had not existed, we wouldn’t have had to summon the hero, and the country and the church wouldn’t have been so cold towards the weak, would they?”

Nasser understood that pressing the heretics vigorously was also a form of fear-mongering to prevent normal citizens and heretics from changing sides.

It was probably part of the policy against the Demon Lords to do so throughout the kingdom.

The same was true of the preferential treatment of the heroes.

“In any case, if they want to turn against me, whether they’re a demon king or a saint, …… I will show them no mercy whatsoever. When that happens I will crush them with all my might.”

“Ho. I’m sure……you will face the Demon Lord sooner or later.”

“I don’t know. For now, I don’t have any ill will towards the Demon Lord but I don’t have any favourites either.”

Certainly, Nasser understood that the Demon Lord was the root of all evil.

There might be a reason for it.

So, he did not have the slightest intention of actively taking sides.

“I can’t beat the Demon King…..go on, kill him quickly, then kill the hero.”

“There is an order.. I intend to do that sooner or later. See you around…..”

Bummel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Nasser turn away.

It wasn’t as successful as it could have been, but by talking to him, he succeeded in reducing Nasser’s urge to kill him.

He was not that well acquainted against Nasser to begin with.

It was true that Bummel at least knew his face because of their friendship as the same dragon summoner and he had approached him a few times, but that’s the extent of their relationship.

Hence. They didn’t hate each other.

It was just work.

If Bummel lost , that was it.

And he lost easily.

‘─ ─ Then we don’t have to kill each other unless we are ordered to. Nah, right?’

Bummel gloated  over Nasser, who had turned his back on him.

……but it worked nonetheless.

Bummel never thought he’d miss someone who tried to kill him so easily.

“Kukku,You’re so naive—’

“ —Did you think I was going to give up?!… you stupid little…”

Gurum! Nasser looked back and swung the metal submachine gun in his hand towards Bummel.

“Noooooooo! Stop it! I’m an old man!”

“What about itーーーーーーーー!? I’m over 30 too!!”

Bakki-yin!　and smash it as hard as he could on Bummel’s nose.

“Habiyaaaa!”

“I don’t care how old I am ────!!”

There was no mercy to the enemy!

“Abba, abba, abbaaaaa… stop.”

“Don’t you ever speak to me like that again!”

Gakkiiinnn!!!　and Nassser smacked Bummel in the face as hard as he could so that he made contact with the ground and sparks were produced.

Pekaaaah!

“────. Kaaahhh!!!?”

Grun …… and white-eyed, Bummel seemed  to have lost consciousness.

“We’re old, so I’ll give you a break at least …….. if this makes your mouth stink, don’t worry, there’s no teeth for you to brush anymore.”

With a pop, he threw away the weapon with Bummel’s teeth stuck in it, and this time Nasser walked away without looking back.

All that was left was the poor old man, foaming and twitching.