Apostle of the Gods

The Rosettas bow their heads and then greet the Dragon King's son again.

"Keep it up. Can I give you a name, by the way?

"Yorosik. Will....... wah na be dullah"

"Nice to meet you, Dura. Lubeum, I have to say hello."

"... Kiru?

Wake up Lubeum, who was asleep in a cuddle string, to explain the situation.

I feel sorry to wake you up, but you can't just not let Rubeum know.

Without Lubeum's permission, neither Dorflair nor Dura can be relieved.

"It's nice to meet you, Dura, right? Kiru."

"Mottai nakiokotova"

Dura lay flat.

"Holy Sovereign. Best regards, my son Dura."

"Yeah. Here we are. Yikes. Kirururu."

"Lord Dorflair. As far as I'm concerned, I appreciate Dura coming, okay?

I'm very welcome.

There are still a lot of things to ask in the production relationship.

I also want advice when trying and making mistakes.

I'd also like to train like playing with the dragon kids I was doing earlier.

"Of course, my disciple. It will be a good study for my child."

Dorflair seems to think it would be good for Dura's education to get her to act with us.

"I would be very grateful if you could mix it with training, etc."

"Of course, I'm going to ask Dura to help me."

"Besides, my son's metalworking arm does not extend to his disciple..."

Unlike leather and garment making, I'm good at metal.

After all, he is also a disciple of the Metal God and the Blacksmith God.

Knowledge is deeper than a tandem blacksmith.

"Surely we may learn a lot from each other in our production relationships,"

"Uh-huh. But the primary reason is that we want the Holy Sovereign to serve the One of my clan."

"We're going to ask Dura to become the connection between the dragon mountains and the salvation agency."

"Wouldn't that be more convenient?

Speak the words of Dion and Regina says happily.

Sure, Regina's right, it would be a lot more convenient to have a liaison.

"That's right. It's easier to work with a liaison clerk."

That's what Dorflair says and nods.

They say Dorflair and Dura have rings for calls that lead to each other.

"With the life of the Holy Sovereign, let us rush immediately"

"Kirururu. Thanks."

Then we leave the mansion after we say goodbye to the dragons.

Ask Dorflair and Dura to escort you home to the vicinity of the city where you deposited the Flying Dragon.

Even close is not close enough to be witnessed. Because it makes a scene.

I had him dropped off on foot about an hour away, and from there on foot.

Afterwards, after riding a flying dragon in the city, we'll rendezvous with the dragon king's father and son.

Regina, Dion and Alti rode the three flying dragons that came on board as riders.

And I ride Dura's back with the god beasts.

When we go up into the sky, Dorflair says he came with us all the way up there.

"I'm a wreck, but please ask for my child."

"Okay -. Kirururu."

And I say to Dura.

"Dura, serve the Holy Sovereign well."

"GRRR. Wakatta"

Dorflair is about to cry and is forced to smile.

Even though my head knows it will be good for my child, I am anxious to travel.

"Lord Dorflair. Rest assured."

"Best regards"

After we left, Dorflair was staring at us without moving.

Dorflair was dropping off on the sky until that huge body turned into a bean grain and hid on the horizon.