"Princess! Keep your head down!
"Heathcliff, we're both done here!
The wagon did not have a geek, and seemed to be running on its own.
A blue-haired princess was protected by an escort named Knight - Heathcliff.
"I'm not going to have the magic, and I'm not going to stay like this..."
Trifoul is a magic trick.
The power source is magic.
"Human! Don't think you can just steal my treasure."
The look on their faces increased in seriousness to a low, diagrammatically thick voice heard from outside the carriage.
That's where the roof blows suddenly.
"Come on, give me back the treasure you stole from me."
A burning face peered from directly above the carriage.
The two harden into countless fangs and their sharp, big eyes.
"Wow, I won't give it to you! You can't give it to me! For me, this is what I need!
"Oh, is that more important than life?" The dragon gave him a peek in the eye.
"Princess! Stand back!"
Heathcliff pointed his sword tip at the dragon and stepped out before the princess.
"I can't believe you're going to challenge me with that stick cut. You can't even get these eyes out of a claw branch, can you?
Sweat flowed from Heathcliff's forehead. The arms tremble slightly and the sword makes a noise in small pieces.
"I'm really not going down there. I'm just here to take back what was stolen."
"I can't give it back! This is what Artemias needs!
At the next moment, the dragon blocked the path with a huge right arm, forcing the carriage to stop.
"Stupid. Humans are really stupid creatures. He said he did this with all his pity... and you guys are still the same after hundreds of years..."
A dragon that pulls up the wagon's stopped arm.
"Princess! Please run away!
It was the moment when my arm was about to be shaken down.
- Towards the giant dragon, the figure of a man who jumps and kicks in momentum, ahead of the princess's gaze - passed over.
"Dragon Slayer Kick!"
The dragon's trembling roar was an unbeatable and energetic hanging voice.
Heathcliff doubted his eyes.
Because a dragon huge enough to crush the carriage with one hand twisted his body off balance and flew away as if it were a reshaped sandback.
"Wow!"
The dragon screamed at the sudden shock and pressure and was taken by the body.
I scraped the ground wide as I rolled, and when I stopped moving, I fell down slowly.
"Gu... what. What happened?"
"That's a dragon. You can't kill him like this."
Looking sideways at the giant forward of the carriage, at this time the political ministry understood the lack of status.
I wasn't all over it, but I used to put a lot of effort into it, and I didn't think the dragon would get up.
In other words, I understood that it had to do with differences between races such as humans, beasts, and demons, and that the status did not represent the nature by organism in numerical terms.
"Are you... human?"
"What if you're human?"
The dragon's nose rolled up the earth's sand and caused a small gust of wind.
But it's a bit of a storm for a small ministry.
Wave your right hand. The political sect caught the wind and drove away the smoke.
"You. That's disrespectful knowing I'm Red Dragon - Hardy Du Stein Gogh!
"Rude?... I don't know but stop attacking. That's all I'm trying to say."
"Am I wrong about something? They're the ones who did the damage first. Even if I look like this, I'm a very important person, and I don't want to get into the lower realm. It's not the same dragon a fool would imagine."
"That's what I'm saying, what do you think?" I saw two people hiding behind a fallen carriage. "You got your hands on it first?
The princess got lost. And in a hurry. Heathcliff put out his right arm and is still trying to protect it.
But the princess did not rely on it at all.
"I don't know who it is!" The princess shows herself from the carriage. "Please help me! That dragon attacked us!
"Princess, please step back," Heathcliff said, turning his face bright red and upset.
The princess wore a white dress.
That luxurious carriage behind you.
The political sect is immediately convinced that it is royal.
"Yeah, I'm telling you, what do you think? What exactly did they do?
"Ah, they stole the dragon's treasure ball. The dragon treasure King Ryu gave me. It's not like humans can handle it."
Red dragon and blue haired princess.
The political sect compared. I mean which way to help.
I was even concerned about the dragon's jewel. But I notice.
The dragon never laid a hand on himself when he was lost in thought.
"What. What are you looking at, man?"
"No. You're not attacking me at all."
"Hmm. That's why I told you, I have to attack you"
"Huh. If possible, I don't want to kill the dragon either. Killing a fantasy is ridiculous, and if that's what makes you a good guy, then it's natural."
The political sect turned back to the princess.
"Hey, what I stole from this dragon, will you give it back to me?
"Become! Stupid...... Do you believe the words of the Dragon!? Dragon words, not humans!?
"Basically, it's the humans who don't believe it," a whispering political sect.
"..." Dragon was laughing with his nose at the words.
"Sorry, I can't hear you!
The princess didn't really hear me.
"I didn't say anything. I mean give it back. You guys are gonna get killed if we keep this up, okay? Even that country you see over there could finally be destroyed. It's your country, isn't it?
"Oh, I heard good things about that. Treasure balls alone were out of hand. Let's just destroy it and then go home."
The dragon knew Nori, the political minister.
We looked at each other and laughed.
"I'm telling you, this dragon is serious. Rather than that, who's in your hands in the first place? You can't. Give up the treasure balls and defend your country if you're a princess too. I won't say any more. And then do as you please."
"Princess. Take your treasure balls and escape to the walls."
Heathcliff gave a harsh look.
The princess, on the other hand, was calm.
".................. ok. I'll give you back the treasure ball."
"Princess?
"Heathcliff. If you're right, that's Red Dragon. It is no longer in our hands. If you don't give it back, Artemias will perish, as he said."
"Even if it's from Lady Magi?"
"... is that we have no choice. Besides, it's not an absolute possibility."
The treasure ball was then returned to the Dragon.
But he was half-hearted.
I sighed frightened from the bottom of my heart at the figure of the princess who had taken the treasure balls out of the carriage.
"Sorry."
"It's not about the Lord apologizing"
"Hey."
"... what"
"Can you put me on my back?"
"... say no"
"What the fuck?"
Political Sect and Hardy showed their teeth and laughed.
"The treasure ball could be retrieved safely. Besides, who the hell are you? Since he kicked me in the ass."
"I'm just an adventurer. I'd rather hear it too. Are you a dragon after all?
"I don't know. I'm a dragon. The world is known by the name of the Red Dragon. It may be forgotten because we don't show up much in the human world."
"Right...... I'm a nit."
"Nito? That's a different name."
"I've never known a dragon to have a name."
To the seriously staring dragon, the political ministry raised questions.
"What the fuck?"
"... looks at you reminds me of the old days"
The dragon spread huge wings.
It was a bigger wing than its own body.
And jumped high in the sky.
"Goodbye, humans. I'll pay you back someday."
"You don't know when I'll see you next..."
No more words, the dragon flew away.
That reminds me of a princess hiding in a luxurious carriage. The political sect turned around.
"Hey, we're already here," the two showed up in the voice of the political sect.
"The treasure ball..." said Heathcliff.
"They took it. It belonged to him."
"Heathcliff, that's enough."
The princess approached the political sect without any appearance of alarm.
"My name is Suphilia Artemias. You can see over there. The fortress city of Artemias is my country."
"I see. A princess, after all"
"Did you see that?"
"Somehow. A luxurious carriage looks great."
"Dear Suphilia!" So Heathcliff broke in between them. "Don't be inadvertently identified. I haven't decided I can trust you yet."
"He's Heathcliff. It's my escort."
Sufilia ignores Heathcliff, who looks alone and pressed.
"I'm Nito. By the way, why did a princess of a country steal something? It's from the dragon, too."
"That's..." the princess looked hard to say.
"That's something ordinary people like you don't need to know."
"That's a terrible word. Is that the line you tell the benefactor of your life? Is that true of all the nobles of Artemias? Ahhh, I'm disappointed..."
The princess turned down to the word.
That's where the carriages carrying the Toas arrive.
"Masamune! Are you hurt?
Toa jumped at me first.
Then I also saw Nem and Sierra.
"Oh. It was a good dragon. It was very different from knights and princesses in some country."
"Okay!" The princess, who was nagging, raised her face with momentum.
"... what? What?"
"If that's what you're saying, I'll invite you to the castle."
I don't know what "if you say” means, but does that mean my people should be with me?
"Heh..."
Sufilia didn't notice Toa's face because she was looking down. I thought it was just one political sect.
"Also, of course! All of you, we invite you to the castle!
The fortress city of Artemias.
This is the royal castle owned by the Artemias - the castle of Barbarek.
"Father. We're back now."
"You're home, Sufilia. So how'd it go?
The sun lit the halls of the flag at both ends as they inserted through stained glass windows.
But that's just what you see behind the throne.
While it was spacious, it felt that it was closed to the political sect.
"I didn't get the treasure balls"
"I see. And who are those people"
Four people on one knee behind Sufilia.
The political sect was feeling cramped in his heart.
But Sierra used to keep an eye out for me, and I don't give her a look.
"I'll explain."
"Hmm."
To the snorting king, Suphilia told him what had just happened.
"Thank you so much for helping Sufilia this time."
"No, I'm not at all -" There, Sierra laid her shoulder.
"Masamune. Be careful with your words. Whatever the triviality, if we touch King Artemias' inverse scales, we are instantly condemned to death. Please be free of coarse phases."
"Thankful words," I took Sierra's advice.
"By the way, Father, where is Lady Magi?
"Stay here."
An old woman appeared from the corner of the hall.
He bends his back and makes it difficult to walk.
"Lady Magi, I'm sorry. The treasure balls have been taken by dragons."
A political sect sighs at the word.
Once again, Sierra laid on her shoulder.
"Woo!" Suddenly, the Magi woman looked out for her. At the end of his gaze there are four figures.
"What's wrong, Magi woman," Sufilia asks wondering.
"Sufilia, that's him! He's the one I saw!
"What, me?
It was the political sect that the old woman gave her finger forcefully.