Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

"I can't believe it's from the way you use the dragon that's rolling in there."

Emil walks over to the dragon and puts his hand pompous on its head.

You've already given up, and the dragon is unresponsive, even if Emil puts his hand on it.

"I don't know what to do. This?

"At first, I knocked him out and fell apart, and I thought that would be all right."

Lianya's gaze turns toward the sleeping armor.

Learis is still in the armor as Cloire has left him on his way to decommissioning the armor.

I don't really feel comfortable with it, but when Lianya walked over to the armor, she quickly removed the clasp and opened the armor.

Inside, as expected by Lianya, the blood of the crushed Wyburn Yamato Dragon Yamato enters, presenting various faces in bright red.

Are you saying that salvation doesn't stink more than those blood thought?

Because there is so much in the armor, naturally, the rear squirrel that was there is getting to the same extent.

Finally, out of the open armor, Lilith, whose only body was bursting, stared up at Lianya with a bloody face.

"What's up?

"... more... I wanted you to rescue me soon"

Somewhere empty, resentfully speaking, Rialis.

After being left without knowing what was going on outside the armor, Lianya doesn't know what it's like to say that a woman of her age is in some kind of bloody condition.

Learis crawls out of his armor and rises, looking dirty with blood mud.

"You have no choice. It was less important."

Lotus Yaya, lightly truncated by what appears to be a Rearis protest, asks Emil as she fingers Rearis.

"That dragon. Is it possible to have this co serve you?

Ignoring the slightest Liaris and Cloire, Lotus Yaya asks Emil, after much thought as he writes his pompous head.

"It's possible... it's a waste, isn't it?

I don't need a dragon or anything.

"When you dedicate yourself to a country or a great man, you can be happy to remember, but hey?

Emil's words, Lianya laughs with her nose.

"Crap. Why would I have to make a gift like that and sell my flair?

"There's something I should rub against the powerful, I don't know."

Emil is talking about something that sounds honest, but I knew round and round that he didn't think so at all from his voice.

Because he's a Demon, he's probably more Emil's personality than that, but he hasn't even seen as much value as paper scraps in the word "powerful."

"I don't need that, so I need you to be able to serve this co"

"Um... Mr. Lenya? What the hell..."

"Oh, Rialis. For quick results and strength, you will use this dragon to become a dragon cavalry."

"... what?

He couldn't keep up with Liaris' comprehension of Lianyi's declaration, which was too abrupt.

But from Lianya, this seemed like a really good idea.

In addition to the feat of saying he caught a dragon, Learis will gain at least one dragon's worth of combat power by using it.

However, some would suspect that just crusading was a hug to Lianya, but on top of the fact that the object was in front of her, she thought that if it were to listen to the orders of Liaris, those who slapped her in the pussy who said so would also cease to answer.

Assuming you get out, if it's too much trouble, it's all settled with one order to burn down Learis.

"I won't do it!?

"Oh, was it in your mouth? But don't you think that's a good idea?

"Well...... well sure. But I can't raise a dragon, can I?

It is a dragon even if I say it is the weakest of the dragons around here in my personal assessment.

In addition to never being able to keep them all over the city, Kuklika does not exist in buildings that are too large to hold dragons, such as stables.

That's not why I can leave the neighborhood alone.

"Emil, do something"

"Wouldn't people be too coarse?

The shape Emil, thrown round the problem, whilst complaining about bumps.

"That dragon, my lady... are you talking about a rear squirrel or something? I'll link that thought to a good feeling, so I guess I should just call it in and let it usually live here. I don't know if it's a flying dragon because it's a long way to go in two days."

< I feel quite anxious there for the word link in a good way...... ahhh!? Emil's hand, resting on his head, of a dragon with a mouthful of anxiety, sinks into the head of the dragon. Screaming with thought, his mouth opened wide, and the body of a white-eyed dragon began to cramp frighteningly whenever Emil did something work, and Lianya and Kroir, watching it, felt a cold sweat transmit on their cheeks. "Unlike Wyburn or something, dragons always have demonic stones in their heads. I call this Dragon Demon Stone (Carbuncle) apart from Demon Stone. Come on." Emil pulls his hand out of the skull and dragon's head. As if nothing had been done, there was no sign of Emil's hand sticking in the head of the dragon after his hand had been pulled out until now. Between the pulled out Emil's fingers, a small red clear stone had been picked. At first glance it also looks like the fruit of Fusasgri. Emil turns to the rear squirrel after rolling between his fingers. "Mr. Realis, uh..." "Ha... who is this way? Well, that's good... ahem." Into the mouth of Rialis, who opened his mouth as he was told, Emil bounced that red stone with his index finger. Suddenly, to the foreign body that came into his mouth, the surprised Learis closes his mouth and swallows it with a bounce. "Ugh!? What did you make him drink?!? "Its dragon demon stone. I had a little shredded for you to drink." "Why!? "I told you. He said he'd link it to a good one. The dragon demon stone I gave you to drink assimilates you to link dragon thoughts to yours. This is a one-on-one, dedicated route, so you can still connect quite far away." "Where the thoughts link, I don't think the dragon listens to me? Emil replied with a smile to the most serious realis question. "It's okay, because I left a little work on the dragon demon stone that I left in the head of the dragon. Well, if the contractor dies, it's a cancellation specification, so I guess I'll ask you, Dragon, to give up for a hundred years or so." < Huh? Ah? Huh? Oh yes...... I'll put up with that if that's about it >

A somewhat odd voice, not a thought raised, and a dragon returning to this world from a state of white-eyed peeling snorted at Emil's words.

Rialis approached the dragon like he still didn't seem to trust Emil's words, but roughly said he would.

If you approach it, the creature squatting there is indeed a dragon that is roughly the most powerful of the existing demons, as well as the almost strongest calling.

From the rear squirrel, it is unusual to see a presence where death is confirmed at the time of normal encounter, squatting the chin on the ground as if it were a strained breeding dog of ours, far past the imaginary range.

Is it because of your mind, that gaze you feel weak stares at the approaching rearis.

"Orders are sufficient in a common language. 'Cause the answer comes back from the reading."

Emil told me, Liaris exhaled one thing, calming herself down and then telling him clearly toward the dragon.

"Mr. Dora, your hand!

"Dora... you... I can't tell you about people, but you have no taste."

"Lenya, do you think so? I've been here a little while..."

In front of Lianya, who holds down her eyebrows and says, and Emil, who says with a powerless laugh on her face, Dragon, named you, gently let his forefoot finger touch the hand offered by Learis, looking terribly nasty.

If normally touched by the power of a dragon, he could finally understand that the dragon really listens to his instructions when he sees that the finger on the dragon's hook nail, which would have been chopped away without any resistance, such as the thin arm of a rear squirrel, touched softly to avoid damaging the rear squirrel's hand.

"Well, that's fine over there...... croir?

"I know you don't have to tell me. So you're saying you can treat Emil as a human being?

"I know I'm very sorry, can you ask?

I wonder if it is difficult for Lotus Yakiya to ask for this from a clower who has just recently been killed by a large number of his compatriots by the devil clan.

Even if you think from a reality where the idea that the Demon Nation is evil is normally going through, you also know that it is quite an impossible demand to tell Chloe to meditate her eyes on letting Emil into the city.

Fortunately, I'm embracing it crumbly without being able to afford to turn my thoughts around about Emil's identity, whether it's because he was in his armor or or because he made a piercing decision in a part unrelated to his will to be put to use the dragon.

It was Lianya who gave up somewhat better than leaving Emil alone and even thought about whether she should convince Cloire by offering her something to exchange, but Cloire's answer was truly concise and light.

"Okay."

"... okay? Do me a favor and I'll tell you what..."

"Isn't it hard to say I don't like living here?"

A bitter cloire.

"Besides, when I read the air here and play the discerning woman... I think I can lend you one."

"You can borrow one there... if you're not in the mood for it?

"There is a little bit of that. If the dead in the fort ask me, they're going to tell me what I'm thinking. But I don't like that kind of rubbing, and it seems like I've been running away, so I don't know if I can think of it in the same way as the demons who attacked me."

"He's a child who could..."

Even if you think with your head, you can often be so inseparable with your mind.

If he were put in the same position, Lianya, who felt like he was going to say more troublesome things, roared like he was impressed with the words of Cloire.

Kroir grins and looks at Lianya.

"You can fall in love with me, right?

"No, if you fall in love, you'll follow that emperor without a leak, won't you? I kinda hate that one."

"Mmm... unexpected disturbance bug..."

"I'm sorry to interrupt your friendship."

Cloire conceived with a difficult face.

Emil spoke in anticipation of the timing of the interruption of the conversation between Lianya and Kroir.

"If we've got the story together, why don't we withdraw it? I feel bad for them when they say they'll keep occupying the Dragon's residence at all times."

"Something you don't even have in mind..."

Emil shakes her index finger slightly in the voice of Lotus Yaki.

"You have a shallow mind, Lenya. This is what the world calls gap adoration..."

"Shut up, pervert."

Cut to one knife and thrown away, Emil in her ass, Lianya began to skip the instructions stiffly.

"Cloire is on perimeter alert. Rialis will keep the dragon waiting. 'Cause in the meantime, I'm gonna cut the chain."

"Can you cut this? It's the chain that was holding the dragon, isn't it?

Liaris asks as she strokes the nose of the dragon.

Normally, chains that are strong enough to bind dragons can't be killed so easily.

There is no way he can be slashed, but when Lianya pulls the knife out of her hips, she gently puts the root of that blade on the chain and pulls it just once as it is.

With all that motion, the chain was broken off and fell to the ground without hesitation.

"Well, like this"

"Ha... well, it's Mr. Lenya..."

In a strange way of convincing, Rialis points to the collar and billboard still attached to the dragon's neck.

"Aren't you going to take this one?

"There's nothing wrong with it, is there?

Dragons with bills left hanging that say gifts look terribly pathetic to Lianya's words, but Lianya silences the dragon's gaze as to whether she knows about substitutes that have no problems, whether she acts or does anything.

"Well, let's ride him home."

"Huh? Mr. Lenya, are you going to fly to Kuklika on the dragon!? The city will panic!

"You could land a little far from the city and walk the dragon from there. Nevertheless"

Lianya sees the dragon.

A dragon that flipped from the look of pity earlier and felt like I said I couldn't care less anymore.

"Can we ride four?

"Er..."

Rialis gazes at the dragon and often stares at each other.

Eventually, taking his gaze off, Rialis said he turned to Lianya.

"Probably fine."

"Right. Well, I can't do it any more, but let's get it done with our guts. I'm worried about stability because I don't have a saddle."

Then I'll take care of it.

Emil takes a bunch of bandages out of his coat.

Emil took out enough to twist his neck wondering where the hell all that amount of bandage was stored.

"Let me pack you with this so you don't fall"

"Do it normally, okay? Don't make strange detentions or anything, okay? Absolutely, right?

"You don't have any credibility. It's okay, I didn't leave it to you."

Lotus Yakiya still couldn't put an end to her anxiety at Emil, who contracted so cheaply.