Chapter 225

Chapter 124 A Woman’s Place Is Not At Home

“Disperse!”

At the command, the Pretty Cure girls默契ly moved away from their original positions. The second after, the fireballs exploded where they had stood.

Even though they were not fighting against Ash, the girls continued battling. Their opponent was a giant dragon with wings that blocked out the sky, powerful muscles all over its body indicating its strength.

Facing such a formidable enemy, the girls showed no fear; they had already faced far scarier foes.

The dragon opened its mouth, gathering intense flames in its throat. Just as it prepared to release another fiery surge, Rikka and Makoto jumped simultaneously. While three others held onto the dragon’s arms and tail, they kicked the dragon’s chin.

The abrupt physical “shut up” forced the dragon to swallow the flames. It tasted terrible, and the failed fireball exploding in its mouth disoriented the dragon, making it cough smoke that smelled like burnt meat, causing it to doubt its own existence.

Pretty Cures nowadays still resort to violent solutions.

“You’ve got skills, modern-day Pretty Cures!”

Black smoke spewed from its mouth as the dragon surprisingly spoke. Familiar with this, the girls didn’t show much surprise but rather pride.

“Of course, we’ve faced enough dragons who could spew fireballs and fly.”

Despite Ash being uninvolved, the pressure led everyone’s skills to improve immensely.

Rikka, originally a supporter, now dealt with frontal assaults fearlessly, while Arisu, previously defensive, now attacked head-on with her shield. Makoto’s improvements were particularly notable; she fought like a skilled warrior, more confidently and decisively than before, ready to defeat ten former selves easily.

“Makoto, don’t say that. After all, Ash’s dragon is an Eastern dragon, and Mei Lan has turned into a Western dragon.”

Pretty Cure fighting a dragon seemed surreal, and this scene transition from a children’s anime to a high fantasy setting would require a backstory.

Following Akuri’s intel, they traveled to a private aircraft on an island rumored to house the “Crystal Mirror,” one of three sacred treasures. There, they met Mei Lan, an elf who stated she was once a partner of the legendary Pretty Cures, and she guarded the Crystal Mirror alone ever since her human partner died.

To obtain the Crystal Mirror, one must pass Mei Lan’s trial by defeating her. As a long-lived elf, she’s incomparable to the likes of Shaluru, who can only transform and act cute. Facing Mei Lan turned dragon form fearlessly, Pretty Cures immediately engaged.

“The past world was not as peaceful as now, filled with darkness and evil. Human relations were filled with suspicion and selfishness until Pretty Cure and humans together changed this!”

Current serenity was born from past sacrifices.

Six flowers dodged a whipping tail, and Makoto caught the blue-haired girl.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m used to stuff like this.”

Compared to Ash, who wouldn’t stop until you were barely alive, this was nothing!

They were healers, angels, and most importantly, warriors!

“Show me if you’re worthy of carrying this name; to get the Crystal Mirror!”

“Of course!”

Ai used her hand to wipe her nose, and all five shouted together, pushing back the giant dragon several steps with a combined force.

“We can’t lose—too much is at stake! If we lose again, there will be no endgame for us.”

The dragon’s attack visibly paused, overwhelmed by their bold statement.

“Now Pretty Cure battles are this intense?”

“This is a fight for all our promises.”

Avoiding a claw strike, Six Flowers wore a pained smile.

“But Ash wanting everything he desires is just arrogance.”

“It’s understandable for him, being so young, to have wild thoughts around such lovable girls.”

Arisu stepped forward replacing Six Flowers’ position, using a large four-leafed shield to push back the dragon’s claw.

“If you think having evil intentions to take down a hero means you’re strong!”

True to character, Makoto charged with a knife-like movement, transforming into a sharp sword, cutting the dragon’s soft abdomen. Pain made the dragon retreat, opening a path straight to ACE.

“We need to give it everything we’ve got!”

Withdrawing lipstick, the ACE Shot’s light burst from Akuri’s hand, enveloping the dragon.

The five girls nodded in unison, reengaging the dragon with renewed vigor.

“For our promise!” x5

We will win and bring him to justice!

On the other side, Regina stared blankly at the Selfish King, now in an enormous statue form due to Princess An’s sacrifice. Yet, things weren’t as they seemed.

The statue’s center seemed translucent, almost imprisoning someone. This man dressed regally, and despite their first meeting, Regina felt a strange familiarity, similar to her father.

“Father?”

Regina cautiously questioned.

“An…”

Yes, this voice belonged to her father!

But why, why would his body house another figure, and why did he call her An, when An wasn’t the princess’s name here?

“A… Yes, it’s Regina. You are my daughter…”

“Father? Is it really you?” Regina anxiously called. “I have many questions!”

Why is Ash like this?

And why, what about father?

How can I save the situation?

Questions overwhelmed Regina, and without answers, she might become consumed by them.

“Regina…”

This voice seemed distant, like a wall between them.

“My core has freed me from darkness, but I cannot reveal the truth…”

“Then tell me, what’s going on with Ash!”

“Go to the underground of the Spades Kingdom where An once departed.”

“There lies the Light Gun, one of three sacred weapons. With your abilities, you should use it…”

“You know, Father, once I wake up Ash, I will return to see you!”

Regina hurried forward toward her objective.

“Wait, Ash is—”

Regina didn’t respond, only her cheeks flushed naturally while running.

Watching Regina leave, the Selfish King sighed deeply, or perhaps the former King of Spades did, under the influence of the negative energy.

“Not even greeting an old man, Regina seems so fixated on that boy. How times have changed. That boy better not disappoint her!”

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