"But well, looking close, it's big..."

Thirty minutes later. Fifteen kilometers from Alto.

Get off the vehicle and look up at the other person, blurry Marietta with a bitter smile.

Trihorn Dragodis during the meal looked bigger than the impression he was listening to.

"So, what do you do, Marietta?

"I'm a cousin who stopped serving a little or something during a meal, but seriously, what do we do?

Murietta asks me, and Marietta returns that with a troubled face.

Regardless of the dragon, it's natural to get angry if you get in the way of rice.

If I get a little bit out at this time and they beat me straight to the point where it's just electric shock to the braces, I'm not talking about increasing difficulty.

"It would have been easier if I had slept..."

"Um... are you okay with this..."

"What do you mean, okay?

Alberto speaks anxiously to Marietta as she watches Trihorn Dragodis move around vigorously and continue her meal.

"While I was watching him say that, he attested us to bait and attacked us..."

"Oh, that's okay. Because when you're a dragon that size, you don't recognize humanity as a non-edible creature as bait."

A description of Marietta that is convincing but not reassuring, with no real body or lid. I heard that. Alberto's face catches on.

"Well, regardless of eating or not eating, some species feel rough attacking creatures other than ourselves without sight, but Trihorn Dragodis is not the type."

"That said, I can't say enough that they're never going to attack me."

In response to words like Marietta's rest, add an extra word, as Murietta lifts and drops, important but for Alberto and the others.

"Because if any race does this, the first thing they're sure to do is fall asleep, interrupt their diet, block their way and attack them in an aggressive way."

"I mean, this time, basically, we're going to recognize that we're going to do something that's going to get attacked, right?

Letticia utters the Bassari conclusion in response to Murietta's much explained. Unlike Alberto, that look is already ready.

"Well, you will. At the very least, you're going to be obstructed."

"It's just that during meals, attacks also fly from monsters that are being fed. I mean, you're in trouble because you're resisting trying to escape..."

Marietta captures the problem with Murietta, who so affirms.

Needless to say, striking sleep is the least challenging and the most dangerous thing to do right now about this one.

"So even though I've never gotten over it sooner, it's a good idea to get my hands on it now."

"... I can't let you sleep with drugs or magic..."

"If there was a drug that would work, they would have given it to us all the time, and Tifa would have used the magic that we could use anyway, and the attack system would have been registered anyway, wouldn't it?

"I noticed that as soon as I said it too..."

Letitia is disappointed with a face called Tohohoho after harsh allegations telling Marietta what she came up with about her conclusions about the current situation.

It seems difficult for us to do something with our own hands when we are so powerful.

"If you try this, Tifa is seriously out of standard......"

"I don't envy that at all, but on the contrary, I think it's amazing."

Letticia divulges her honest truth while agreeing to the words of one of Alberto's party members, the Wizard Boy Zash.

Given the hard work Tifa has carried so far, and will continue to carry, even in exchange for just enough power to defeat dragons and demon gods alone, it doesn't seem flattering at all.

Instead, I don't feel much happier to be able to wield my abilities more easily because I don't need such excessive talent.