Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

A pair of eyes peering through the trees in the dark.

A longitudinal black pupil, bordered by a golden color emitting a dull glow, moves with Gyoro, and the crimson mouth and white, sharp fangs slowly float when I wonder if its aim has been aligned with mine.

- Where's the elf?

It was the voice of a young man.

That word that shook the air was well in my ear, but I'm not willing to respond in this situation where I don't know who the other person's purpose is.

Drifting magic is much higher than elves...

I know that very well when I confront him like this.

Even so, the fact that not only me and the elves, but also Rafael and Albione, could not be conceited until they heard the explosion is enough to jeopardize the person in front of them. Therefore, I pierced my silence with my hands on the holy knife pattern that sat on my hips.

Did you cut a paralysis in such a response, or did you not think there would be a response from the original?

As the golden eyes move slowly and the sound of heavy footsteps alternating with cheats and dragging something, I can also hear the occasional woodland trees fall with the mistletoe.

Eventually appearing under the moonlight was one dragon covered with a blackening scale.

If the giant black dragon shakes his tail to get his whole body out of the woods, the trees will snap down, and the worse his hair and clothes hurts when it hits him with a blowing wind, the more I watch the sight without pulling a step.

No. I forgot to move then, maybe I was right to say.

The body of the black dragon, which brought the sickle neck, had crossed Yu, such as a two-story detached house.

- Oh, my God.

I snort quietly at the words of Zion, who rushed to the scene together.

Big is just a threat......

Black dragons just waved their tails with the ease of turning an elaborate shoulder, and the trees blew out of the range of two or three houses. Short hands and feet from all over the body, in fact, the flat of the hand, which is more than the length of the ground floor and spread out, is more than two ordinary passenger cars.

I also feel that the black dragon in front of me is smaller than the dragon I hear in historical facts and books, but it was big enough to look up and the amount of magic that leaked out was rolling.

That's how me and Theon often get into the power of the Black Dragon.

The black dragon, wrapped with a long tail to protect his short hands and feet, stretched his neck and glanced around, looking down at me from the height.

"Where did you do the elves?

Blackdragon, groaning his throat in a grumpy manner, asked me that with certainty. I'm the only one with the black dragon's gaze, even though there's Theon and Albione right on the side.

The connection between Rafael and me may also be visible in the golden eyes, as the dragon, often spoken of as a legendary creature in the nations of man, is said to cross the Spirit in some individuals due to its toughness and length of life and its overwhelming amount of magic. Terrible, opponent.

"The Spirit of the Wind who was exercising his powers earlier seems to be vowing to be beside you, just as the Spirit of the Water is there, but where did you order the elves to be taken?

"... I don't know"

"I am Astra, son of the Dragon King. I came to the land for an elf. I swear to my name that if I give you a few, you'll go home. But when it comes to hiding things like this..."

"- What are you gonna do?

Black Dragon twitches his golden eyes and strips his sharp fangs if he hears back to Astra, who has been intimidating him with his name and magic that he is the son of the Dragon King.

"Let me take you back by force. My dear, if it were to be your crisis, the Spirit of the Wind would return."

Astra seems to be staring down at me completely around the corner, threatening me with words and magic.

Well, from the dragons, humans and so on would be the only ones to that extent.

Given the current situation, I appreciate you being alarmed.

I think so, but Albione seemed different.

- You think I'll forgive you?

"Unlike us created in the hope of competing with other races, breeding and flourishing, there is an inviolable code for spirits who are created to help manage the world. With the power of the Spirit, the Lord, who is close to the world itself but therefore bound to the reason that the gods were strong, will not be able to fight me down. There's a hand in getting a price from a contractor to fight, but the price of killing me is high for people."

Albione's violin hoisted over Astra's words, pointing to the properties of the Spirit, whose power prevented him from pruning the life of a creature, and the air noised with overflowing magic. If you have some magical qualities, you have an atmosphere that makes your skin poppy.

In fact, did Scion perceive any signs of annoyance, rubbing his arms as he flickered in the direction Albione was in.

But for a dragon, I guess it wasn't the kind of situation to go through willfully.

He spoke to Albione with his big head tilted.

"Or do you want to sink this forest into the water with every contractor out there and every elf hiding somewhere? If we do that, I'm physically superior, and I'm still an elf, but humans won't survive."

That dialogue, which was emitted all the time, was enough to outrage Albione, and her appearance, clearly irritated by that face, is just like a touch of immediacy.

But I have trouble getting rammed by Albione as an emotion here.

If all this forest were to be in the water, I would still receive protection from multiple spirits, and I would not survive the former King Pinez or Lord Velco, the Leo seniors or Zion, nor would I be harmed by powerless elves such as toddlers and old men. Besides, if the story of the chiefs and elders is true, there is no place to live to the elves who have lost this forest.

"Albione"

'- I know. As much as your husband and elves would be in trouble if I crashed my way. But annoying things are annoying!

If you speak to Albione, he'll tell you so in anger dew, and I'll stroke my chest down.

Although she is angry with Astra's words, she is still calm and seems unwilling to appeal to her powers more importantly.

It's just that he seemed strange how Albione looked like that.

"Are you sure? It is the Spirit, but mowing my life won't come true, but there is a way out because I wish I hadn't put my hands on it directly. I think it's reckless to let a contractor who is a person challenge me... but you don't seem willing to come aboard. I tried to trade you for a contractor I secured by multiplying the battle, but you missed my guess."

As long as I heard the bumpy whining words, apparently Astra was going to fight Albione and multiply that noise to capture me. Or maybe he was expecting Rafael to come back who reacted to the power of Albione.

... Either way, we who are human are not in the eye.

Should I be happy that you are alarmed, or should I be saddened that you are insulted?

Yes, I talk to Theon with my gaze, while twisting my head at the discomfort that has passed.

The Elves' chiefs had noticed the presence of a holy knife on their hips, but what about Astra? I seem to see a connection with the spirits, but I don't see him keeping the Holy Knife in mind. Do you think you're not enough to take after you've understood, or are you not as cognizant as those elf youths?

With dragon abilities, there shouldn't normally be anything you can't perceive.

When that happens, there is one possibility.

The brilliance emitted by Astra's eyes, which looked high, felt more comatose than the dragonman Levi or Lord Dabor.

"... well, you're more useless to humans than you are to me. Otherwise, you don't have to fight. As promised, as long as you bring the elves, your contractors will miss you, so bring them in as soon as possible."

"I don't like it."

Astra speaks out in surprise to Albione, who responded instantly.

"What?"

'You're just saying it on your own, and neither me nor your husband has said a word about bringing an elf. Can you not get me wrong?

"Now you think you can get away from me"

You didn't think I'd be turned down, and the air that Astra's voice wraps around is killing me with clarity.

When Albione smiled haphazardly at such a black dragon, he grinned and whispered beautifully enough to freeze.

- You can't beat our master.

Astra, struck by Albione's words, turns her open pupil to me.

Naturally, you thought we'd swallow his demands. I'm sure Maris and the others influenced it, but Astra didn't seem to have any of the surrounding conditions in her eyes.

Finally realizing that me and Theon remained hands on the weapon, he rose to threaten by stretching his winding tail vigorously as he roared.

"If you want to stand in my way, I won't forgive you!

The roar of the dragon was rolling.

But the answer between me and Theon remains the same.

"Raw hatred, but you can't sell the elves"

"Well, if you're not willing to fight, you're running away a long time ago."

The battle lid was cut off because Theon said so and laughed.

"Then I won't let you down!

Astra was the first person to move that way.

I wondered if there was a humming wind, and from that giant, a pitch-black tail swung down at me and Scion at an unimaginable speed.

No matter what, we couldn't have missed the attack, we jumped left and right and dodged it.

And as the powerful, beaten black dragon tail plunges into the ground and jumps up fragments of dirt, stones, and trees, I activate my skills while the falling fragments are blindfolded.

"[Flash of first blow]"

If I looked at the black and large body and swung it through with the live-in slaughter procedure, it would have been a handful.

"Become!?

As the blood flowed from the slashed leg, a surprising voice leaked out of Astra's mouth at the same time, and her eyes met with the golden eyes that looked at her.

I guess I never imagined I could get hurt or anything.

I can see the upset from what the black dragon looks like.

"Exactly, young lady."

I thought the voice of Zion, who said that to the whistling, would plunder his ears. Hulbert cracks the ground, and Astra, whose feet were taken by the ground crack, breaks the balance. Zion does not miss the moment and drops a large rock over his head to chase him, but Astra did not make that impact or anything else, and the rock crushed pitch-black scales still reflected the moonlight.

"Is this intact? Rumor has it, you're sturdy."

"Oh - here they come"

As Astra shook her head full, the rock fragments that were piling on her body fell to the ground, rattling and making loud noises.

At the next moment, my vision stained white.