Reincarnated as a Dragon’s Egg ～Lets Aim to Be the Strongest～

I pull Fenrill over and carefully walk on the ground.

Fenrill was a belligerent guy, but apparently the other demons aren't either.

On the road, an inexplicably approached tree seemed to be a form of Trent, suddenly opening his big mouth, pulling through the roots, and saying, "Wow, wow, wow!," he ran and ran away with anger.

That's right. I was a little freaked out, too.

If you look it up, it seems it was a B-rank Trent called [Trollwood].

It was a brilliant fiction, not hooked at all to my [sign sensing] either.

Trent looks back at our little Trent, thinking he has a lot of strong habits.

Mr. Trent had widened his empty eye-mouth hole wide in his face and was dropping off Trollwood, who had escaped with a surprised look.

... you just wanted me to have the power to see through my people, the attention, the points to make, and so on.

But... Still, all B-rank demons, huh?

There were quite a few B + and A - monsters on Giant Tree Island, such as Adam and Basilisk.

And, somehow, there are many demons who seem frightened of something.

How bad is he?

We walked a little along the sea, but found a river flowing from the woods that was connected to the sea.

For once, I pinched the confirmation to make sure there were no strange ingredients in it.

This is the water of the land. There were curses and poisons, and when I realized it, they were all stoned, no wonder something happened.

[Spirit Water: Value B -]]

[Strong magical water, flowing out of the Spirit Fountain.

[The magic of water interferes with the body to drive the original flow crazy, causing a subtle but somnolence and excitement.

[It also has the effect of slightly restoring the magic power of what you drink.

[This water loses its mystical power at a stage away from nature.

... Are you excited about drowsiness, [Sleeper] and [Berserk]?

That's not booze, is it?

It may be useful depending on how you use it.

I tried drinking water with my mouth on the river, but there is nothing like a status anomaly, and I am not uncomfortable.

It tastes slightly sweet and calming somewhere.

For one thing, he thought that if there was a river, he would have no trouble with the water, and decided to continue along the river.

As we approach the mountain, the fog gets slightly thicker and the vision gradually gets worse.

This is followed by twisted trees, many creepy ones.

There were also strange trees, stretched almost directly beside each other and crawling through the ground.

So much so that I thought it was a demon, combined with poor vision.

The river opened at the foot of the mountain, leading to a large cavity.

I tried putting my neck inside, but the cavity isn't as wide.

There's a hole in the back ceiling, from which water is pouring in, and it's a waterfall.

There was not water gushing from the cave, but the source seemed to be further up the mountain.

Speaking of things that bothered me, there was nothing else that bothered me more than mushrooms like a malformed tumor sticking to a sticky rock or a few strange chickens with big fats and mouth sticking where my face should be (which was a C-rank demon called [Orga Chicken]) getting inside.

The chickens, looking at me, jumped into the river at first sight and ran away.

First, I decided to use this cavity as a base.

... Although, with the exception of the river, there are only empty roads on either side, so the only way I can get in is to soak it in the river... nothing, I won't have to cave in.

If there's a guy coming after you, you can give him back.

I dropped Fenrill's head, hands and feet with my nails and split them evenly enough, having Volk hang Fenrill from the ceiling with yarn.

I don't know if it tastes good or bad, but this won't bother you with the rice for a while.

Salt can bring it from the sea, so you can go get it ready later.

For one thing, I decided to think about the future as taking a break at the base.

But I appreciate Volk and Grandpa Maggiatite coming.

Volk is the kind of man whose brain was traded for a demon, but he has the most knowledge of human culture in this.

Grandpa Maggiatite is also knowledgeable on the other hand as a demonic elder.

Okay, my leveling first...

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[Illusia]

Race: Uroboros

Status: Normal

Lv: 123/125

HP: 3138/3138

MP: 3011/3026

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The status quo, with two more levels, can evolve.

It depends on how quickly it evolves after that and how quickly Lilixilla can level it by the time it strikes.

If you also become an Epic, you will also have a high rate of increase with each level that goes up.

However, it is also conceivable that once the level is reset, the worst case scenario is to compete with a status lower than that of Uroboros.

... If they had, it might not have been a bad idea to prioritize the leveling of allies and the enhancement of [Faux-Life] 's subordination, and make use of Uroboros' magic and healing magic to sustain long-term warfare.

But now I can't help thinking about it.

Plus, if you hunt a few affordable B's here, you should be able to catch up with your original status soon.

The priority of this measure is low.

I turn to Aro.

Aro stood outside the cavity, clasped with a black lizard.

It also looks like Aro is chasing after him and Black Lizard hates hanging out with him... but when I see Aro, who is age-appropriate, I still feel just a little relieved.

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Name: Aro

Race: Levana Ricci

Status: Curse

Lv: 35/85

HP: 446/446

MP: 465/465

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Allo is the [final evolutionist] of the B rank.

You don't have to take it to its maximum.

But I just want to keep it up to about 50 at least.

He then turns to Nightmare, who is dignified and stealing Fenrill meat raw.

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Race: Nightmare

Status: Normal

Lv: 29/70

HP: 234/234

MP: 227/227

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Nightmare is the [final evolution] of C +...

Honestly, I have a desire for you to evolve another time or so.

Is it still salvation that has higher cap levels?

Looking at Nightmare as I pondered, Nightmare looked up and glanced at me.

I lowered my gaze and went on to bow my head down small.

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Race: Magical Tree

Status: Curse

Lv: 15/60

HP: 223/223

MP: 166/166

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Mr. Trent had bent the trunk at an angle other than Trent's and was drinking water from the river.

As with Nightmare, Trent has a C +... level cap that is not that high, and there is no [Final Evolver].

I would be quite grateful if Mr. Trent here would evolve into a B + for an aromatic activity.

... I'm not just an attacker, so it hurts to have experience.

I want to take it to level max as a priority... but it can also be a disappointing evolution with my hands.

Because it's Mr. Trent.

I'm hoping for potential, too, but I kind of don't normally feel like it.

Mr. Trent, if you rely on policy, you will surely fail.

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[Volk Veidav]

Race: Earth Huma

Status: Normal

Lv: 84/85

HP: 870/870

MP: 323/323

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There's nothing to say to Volk, who could even be comparable to a B + demon if he had a weapon.

No further growth is expected, but there will be nothing wrong with it as it is.

Oh, come on, there's no point in telling him to do this.

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Race: Maggia Tight Heart

Status: Normal

Lv: 53/70

HP: 114/114

MP: 414/414

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Grandpa Maggia Tight also has [Final Evolver] at the high level of B-.

There is no need to force leveling.

I'm acting like I'm not even full of Volk's sword, so I'm not even willing to pull it apart.

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Race: Benem Quinlecherta

Status: Normal

Lv: 26/55

HP: 180/180

MP: 198/198

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Black lizards are C-ranked.

Since you broke up with me, it just seemed to evolve a little bit.

It now has a status that allows it to cross with Little Rock Dragons and Red Ants.

But honestly, it's not going to be a force for war under the circumstances.

I still want to praise you for often escaping the A + grade monster Belzebub.

It could have been harsh, to be honest.

There was a risk that Belzebub would remember his face, but I didn't think he was the kind of character who would go out of his way to target black lizards.

I never thought of him as a good guy, but I wouldn't have imitated him looking for a black lizard to kill.

... There is also the danger that Lilixilla will catch her eye, but even considering that, it is still too dangerous to bring her here.

... my evolutionary priorities in the future, can't you decide not to evolve after that, huh?

For now, an easy pattern is to train aro and nightmare, while ensuring that black lizards can evolve to protect themselves.

Mr. Trent, too, should keep it up to a certain level, but he's not forced to take it to evolution, is he?

"Ah!"

The black lizard, who was about to be boarded by Aro, showed his full sensitivity here and there, dodged him and rushed up to me.

On Aro's shoulder, which was left behind and soothing, he had branches so that Trent could comfort him.

I'm sorry, Mr. Trent.

I'm behind you this time, forgive me.

Trent turns to me and stretches his branches all the way.

"It's okay, Lord..."

T, Mr. Trent......!?

You talk really suddenly.

You can always use more [pronouncements].

... But I didn't throw my thoughts from this side of the story, but I picked it up.

Hey, is he always looking for me in [Reading]? That scares the hell out of me...

"Kissy! Kissy!

Black lizards come near me and stretch their necks to me all the time.

I stroked my head, careful not to put any effort into it.

We used to be D-Rank Boards to each other, but at some point we got C-Rank and A-Rank.

I used to jump in and get my face peppered, but my physique difference has widened a lot.

No, I should rather say that I used to grow this far.

After doubling my gained experience and halving my required experience, I finally got here surrounded by powerful enemies.

Ordinary demons should grow more slowly.

"Kissie!"

The Black Lizard stretches out her body so much that it presses her head against my hand.

Whoa, if they move too much, it's dangerous, and if they hit my nails, it's a hell of a thing.

…………

Aro, who had been watching from afar, was trying to gently turn his arm to me.

Mr. Trent was placing a branch on that arm with a straight face, blocking Aro's movement.

What are you doing, those guys?