Magna: ‘So much dragon meat…’

The Dragon Hunters acted as a group against the targeted dragons, in a sense, they were the exterminators sent in to take care of the dragons that were causing havoc to the populace.

As far as the Dragon Hunters knew, Dragons were classified into three groups: Low class, mid class, and high class.

Low class dragons were the weakest and their ability to think was no better than that of a sheep. A person at the level of a knight could beat one, but they usually travelled in packs to compensate for their weakness. They usually were about the size of small beasts.

Mid class dragons were somewhat smarter, and had access to magic. Generally, they usually ranged in size; smallest ones were size of a large bovine like a yak, while the largest ones were easily taller than most buildings.

But the most dangerous ones were known as the High Class dragons, dragons that were said to be humanoid in shape. Out of all the dragons, they boasted highest power and were nigh-impossible to take down. It is said that if you encounter a high class dragon, then that will be the day you will meet your end.

Many dragon hunting parties and groups that grew overconfident with their ability to exterminate dragons soon found themselves meeting tragic ends at the hands of High Class dragons.

For obvious reasons, the Dragon Hunter’s knowledge of dragons was incomplete. If anything, they knew only about Low Class and Mid Class dragons.

With enough training, anyone could defeat a low class dragon, but it would require experts to be able to take on Mid Class dragons.

Luckily, Magna’s group was tasked with hunting down a Mid Class dragon that had many Low Class dragon minions.

With their demon leader leading them, they managed to triumph over the dragons without incurring any losses. Now, it was time to collect their prizes.

Dragon Hunters reported back to the Dragon Hunter Guild. The body parts served as a proof that the requested mission was completed without a problem, which guild would reward them for.

The Guild would also buy the body parts of the slain dragons for a good price.

Each body part of a dragon had some kind of use: the scales were resistant to fire, bones were superior to wood in hardness and lighter than metal, making excellent materials for tools, and the meat itself could be used to feed countless hungry stomachs….though, only after it has been thoroughly detoxified by mages.

Dragon meat, in its natural form, is extremely deadly for human beings to consume. One might as well swallow snake venom in a cocktail glass. Eating raw dragon meat was almost certain to guarantee a painful end to the life of the one idiot enough to eat it.

Demi-humans were somewhat more resistant to the toxin in dragon blood, but it will still cause them to be quite sick afterwards. Elves and other humanoid non-humans would not fare any better than humans, but they had higher chance of surviving it, though just barely.

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The only race that was completely immune to the toxin was the demon race.

Magna: “We can’t even eat it ourselves, since we don’t have anyone who can use detoxification magic proficiently enough…”

When the dragon meat is usually delivered, the squads of elves working for the guild would simultaneously cast detoxification magic upon the meat, and with their combined efforts, it would take at least two days before the meat is safe for consumption. Still, the dragon meat was high in nutritional value and due to the sizes of the beasts they were taken from; there was always lots of it.

In their entire group, Magna was the only one who could use detoxification magic, but it would take at least ten Magnas in order to make such big slices of dragon flesh safe for consumption. The toxin was simply far too concentrated for Magna to take care of alone.

After killing the dragons, their group proceeded to dismantle their bodies, some being in charge of scales, others bones, and etc…

Magna and Arma were tasked with skinning the severed leg of a green dragon. The leg itself was twice the length of Arma’s body.

Magna: “It sure is big, isn’t it, Arma-kun? Just be careful to not get any toxin on you….What the heck are you doing!?”

As soon as he turned his head to look at Arma, Magna ended up screaming out loud. The young boy cut off part of the flesh from the severed leg and was now munching on it. Immediately, Magna grabbed hold of Arma and started to shake him hard.

Arma: “Mag- chew – na – chew -san?”

Magna: “Spit it out! Spit it out right now!”

Arma: “Stop shaking me already!”

Magna: “If you don’t spit it out, you will die in less than a minute!”

Arma: “I am telling you, I feel fine!”

Magna: “Everyone says that before dying! Don’t swallow it!”

Arma: “Too late”

Magna fell on his knees.

Magna: “Arma-kun, I did not know you for long, but…farewell….”

He averted his gaze, not wishing to see the moment Arma’s life force faded away. A minute passed. Magna was expecting to see the corpse of the young human boy, but instead, Arma was looking at him with a questioning look.

Magna: “Wait, so you are fine? For reals?”

Arma: “It seems so”

Magna: “But eating raw dragon meat should be fatal!”

Akara: “Speak for yourself, Magna-chin”

Akara appeared, chewing on a large slice of dragon meat on a bone.

As a demon, she was the only one in their group who could eat raw dragon meat without worry, until now.

Akara: “The boy seems to have a talent for eating dragon meat. If he didn’t, his body would already have perished by now. Unless he drops dead all of a sudden, I don’t think there is a reason to worry. For all we know, Arma-kun has one tough stomach for a human”

Then, a wolf type demi-human, Wiley Sid, made a rather crude joke.

Sid: “I guess that means we have another dragon meat eating weirdo in our gang, huh?”

Arma: “Hey Sid! Try this, it’s delicious!”

Even if his goal was to become a strong Dragon Hunter, Arma still was a twelve year old child. When it came to some things, he would do on impulse without a second thought.

Arma ended up stuffing dragon meat into Sid’s mouth. In an instant, Sid fell over, his mouth foaming and left leg twitching back and forth.

Akara: “Instant knockout”

Magna: “Captain, is he gonna be ok?”

Akara: “He should be fine. This happened before. Though, someone will need to carry him on our way back. When he comes to, he will be having an intense stomach ache and possibly constant diarrhea for the next couple of days….so, yeah. Arma-kun, please don’t stuff the dragon meat into anyone else’s mouth. It seems only you and I can eat it, but everyone else will end up like this idiot” her face adorned a rather brazen smile befitting of a demon.

Arma: “Yes, captain”

As Akara munched on the dragon meat, Arma couldn’t help but look at the right foot of his captain.

From what he heard from Magna, she lost her foot to dragons a long time ago, replaced by a metal prosthesis. Perhaps eating dragons was her way of getting back at them….