The Templars inside the camp popped out immediately upon hearing the loud boom that rang out. They quickly looked toward the fortress of Beldeve to figure out the situation, but found no change. Only then did they notice a bright flame that was burning behind them—the flame was coming from Captain Velkre’s camp.

Meanwhile, Juan was thrown off by the soaring flames and staggered to his feet. It was unknown as to what Velkre had done, but a huge explosion containing a lot of power had occurred.

‘Flames bursting out like this just by putting on a cape, huh…’

Juan managed to protect his body using Umbra before the explosion, but the shock from the explosion was still quite severe.

‘This isn’t a force that an ordinary human can deal with.’

Then, something slowly limped and walked out of the flames burning high in the sky. The soaring flames quickly died down and stuck behind this ‘something’s’ back as they continued burning.

Juan clicked his tongue as he assumed the identity of his opponent.

“It must be one of the magical equipment made by the dragons…” Juan muttered.

“That’s right, apostate,” Velkre said in a strange voice.

Only now did Juan realize that the flag on the flagpole had been a fake to trick him, and that the real flag was disguised as a cape. Dragon scales began to cover Velkre’s entire body, including the armor on his back, while the wounds on his chest and back also healed themselves.

“We call this armor ‘the Evil Snake.’ It’s a piece of equipment made by the evil beasts...