I, Viretta, Am Going to Hunt a Dragon

"Heh, heh, heh."

Moslin gripped her staff tightly, letting out a light laugh.

Looking up at the blue sky, Moslin’s smile couldn’t be contained. Despite trying to hold it in, the joy slipped out.

“To think I became the mage who killed a dragon.”

For over fifty years, she had lived abandoned by her parents due to awakening the troublesome lightning magic.

She had wandered through many battlefields since her youth and earned the nickname "Flash of the Rose War."

However, after that, loneliness followed for a long while.

Though she had earned her place in history as a high-ranking lightning mage, there were no more battlefields to fight in.

The money she had saved in her youth was all spent on romances and travels, leading a solitary life while playing the role of a fake bandit leader.

"I almost gave up looking for someone to jump into reckless battlefields with me... Ha, really. There's no such thing as too late."@@novelbin@@

Moslin, who had been gazing at the sky, lowered her head to look at Viretta. She was sleeping soundly with her bag as a pillow, and Moslin absentmindedly patted her head while chuckling to herself.

It was thanks to this girl.

Just when she thought her life was at its end, once again, a flower bloomed.

The fight, in which she poured all the firepower she thought she’d never use, left her deeply relieved.