“So, it is you b***h, who recklessly picked a fight with my master?”

This dragonoid, Galette, said as soon as she came up to me.

It was as if she was telling me that I could not win against Kaisar and that there was no way I could even challenge him to a fight.

It is true that I experienced the difference in strength to the point that I could not even compete with Bridgette, and I could not stand up to her at all, but that doesn’t mean I can’t win against that piece of trash, Kaisar.

“Fu-n! You apparently are under the assumption that, although you can’t beat Bridgette and me, you can beat Master.”

“Aren’t I right? Kaisar can’t even handle a sword, and his magic is non-existent. Isn’t it rather easy to defeat such an opponent?”

“I see… that you are mistaken about my master in many ways.”

Galette looked as if she had a flash of inspiration as she replied.

“Yes! Bridgette has already beaten you once, so it’s not hard to beat you up again! I’ll spend my time talking about how great my master is, and then I’ll finally destroy you!”

“Don’t play dumb with me. If you won’t take me seriously, then…”

I tried to object to Galette’s attitude, but once again, as with Bridgette, I had the tip of a wooden sword at my neck.

“You’ll have to be on the same level as me before you can say that, no? Are you asking me to fight with all my might against a single-winged insect like you? That’s just absurd. It’s just a matter of crushing you, nothing more. Well, that’s fine. The small can’t fathom how big their opponents are or how small they themselves are.”

Galette started talking, but when I got reminded that I could not win no matter how hard I tried, even the desire to fight back did not come to me anymore.

“So, first of all, what do you think of this body of mine?”

“… is it not the body of an ordinary dragonoid?”

“Yes, it is the body of a normal dragonoid. I have a pair of horns and wings, two eyes, and a flame gland so I can breathe fire. That’s who I am now. But before I met Master, I had my horns broken by humans, my wings ripped off, my eyes gouged out, and my flame pouch taken out from my chest while I was still alive, robbing me of all dignity as a dragonoid.”