Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

Episode One Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety: Dragons and People (9)

The baby was named Ufiria.

I named him Rameless, no matter what.

Ufiria means white flowers in the words of dragons. Yuffy's white, Leah's a flower.

Why you gave it such a name is obvious if you look at a slightly grown baby. Its appearance with platinum hair on the white skin peculiar to humans born on the northern earth is like a white flower blooming in the "dragon's nest," because everyone in the dragons so praised it. Ramles was as happy about his reputation as he was about himself, and took the baby's name from it.

The white flowers of the "Dragon's Nest” are growing daily.

As the baby grew, more was attracted to its vitality and purity. Some still refused to accept humans, but many were beginning to follow Ramles' ideas and eventually indulge more than Ramles.

Born a few years before Ufiria, the dragon was the youngest until then, but delighted that Ufiria had a younger child than herself by coming to the "Dragon's Nest," and treated her as if she were her sister. Blue scaled dragon. His first name was Cyfaria. This one meant pale flowers, and by being given a name that meant the same flowers, she became even more drowning Ufiria.

Dragons grow very slowly compared to humans.

If man lived fifty years, he would be called an old man, but it could be said that the dragon lived fifty years but was young and not even in adolescence. In other words, Cyfaria, who was supposed to have been born a few years before Ufiria, was soon to be left at Ufiria's rate of growth, but she did not give up her position as a sister for long, nor did Ufiria admire her as such.

Ufiria's growth stacked soundly as it was watched by numerous dragons and dragons.

Ufiria, who grew up surrounded by dragons, believed that she was also a dragon. Inevitably, the Ramles she recognized as her parents were dragons, and the ones she recognized as her family were also dragons. The sight of the ”dragon's nest” must have been all about heaven and earth, and it must not have been an exaggeration when it came to the world itself, for an innocent baby who did not know the difference between man and dragon and, on the contrary, did not know all things.

The first thing she saw was ramless. Has it come to recognize Ramles as a parent because the impact will be tremendous, and because he feels with his skin that he thinks of her more than anyone else and puts his hands on her well enough to be healthy?

I guess the fact that my parent, Ramles, is a dragon, means I'm a dragon again. Must be. The baby's thought circuit is simple and there is no room for suspicion there. Even if there were a big difference in that flesh, that wouldn't be a trivial problem.

The "Dragon's Nest” is a dragon paradise surrounded by Black Peak Mountains and the tremendous danger named by humans. It builds an incomparable bond of cooperation by staining magic into the grim perils of the Black Peak Streak Mountains, and it forbids not only humans, but also the entry of Imperial Demons and other Dragon genus. Deserved as a paradise for the families of the Ramles and their sheltered flora and fauna, it was never a bad environment to raise a newborn baby.

The cold characteristic of the northern earth was also unrelated to dragons, but sometimes the Black Peak Streak Mountains have become walls to keep cold winds from entering, which is easier to spend than elsewhere. That never bothered the Ramles or their families, but they had to change their minds by welcoming Ufiria.

Humans can never be strong creatures against changes in temperature.

Ufiria, in particular, was not raised as a human being and initially had no clothes. Because dragons don't have to wear clothes if they don't have the habit of wearing them. Strong flesh doesn't hurt a bit or softly, and is resistant to temperature changes. The immense vitality is not lost to a somewhat damaged degree, nor can it be healed by the magic that comes naturally into its possession. You can say that the reason for the primate of all things is there.

Some Dragon genus are fascinated by the beauty of the jewels, and not all of them wear jewellery. However, it is said to be cowardly to acquire something other than that kind of hobby for the genus Dragon, and the idea is common that it is the flesh that should remain vegan that should be proud.

Neither Ramles nor his family are exceptions.

Without any resistance to exposing your complexion like a morally educated human being, you won't even question it there. So I didn't find it any inconvenience for Ufiria to be naked, but I realize that she takes her to grow up and shouldn't stay naked.

Ufiria believes Mizuto is a dragon. I believed that one day it would be something I could be like Ramles or Cyfaria, and nothing to deny about it was in his family. Even Ramless, he didn't deny it, he just watched.

Ufiria grew up healthy with the child dragons, including Cyphalia. As I grew up, I guess I envied seeing the dragons fly around freely. She was injured trying to fly without wings. Even when she was injured, she never cried. Because crying would annoy her caregivers and cyphalia. The pursuit of responsibility for her failure to prevent injury was harsh. Because Ramles treated Ufiria so overprotectively that she couldn't even understand herself.

Ufiria was desperate to piss off Ramles. No matter, it's not for me. It was for Cyfaria and the dragons around him. She would have grown up with family thoughts thanks, for one thing, to the dragons and dragons around her. Ramless can't remember doing anything for her. And if she grew up with family thoughts, the ”Dragon's Nest” dragons also began to take care of her.

Every family member but Ramles is a family affair. Kenan Eusnal's saying that the ones below are bonded deeply because the tyrant named Ramles reigns at its apex, but I guess you're right.

Ufiria, who concealed her injuries to keep her from getting tired and still can't give up flying, was injured more than once after that. Ramles, who learned about it, scolded Ufiria for the first time, as well as recognising that she was a weak creature called a human being. Humans get hurt just by falling from a little height, and some beatings can kill them. Ufiria believes that because she thinks of herself as a dragon, she can fly just like the dragons, and continues her reckless challenge, but could she lose her life one day as it is?

Ramless knitted clothes for her when she first felt in crisis.

The creation of garments by magic required complex and sophisticated magic control and was an extreme difficulty for him, who has been good at all the messy attack magic. But all this cannot be done with the help of his family, and he immersed himself in the creation of his clothes all day and all night. Even as Ufiria slept with his wings in the futon, preventing him from rolling down because of his poor sleeping minister and nearly crashing into the ground at risk, he was struggling with magic control for clothing creation.

Dragons, born, use magic.

It is an innate skill and ability.

As easy as other organisms breathe, they use magic.

But that's a completely different story about whether you can use magic perfectly, and it's nice to say that even if you use the same magic, its power, accuracy, is out of step with dragons that just let their natural powers say things, and dragons that have no spare time studying magic. Therefore, the dragon, famous as a magic researcher, gathers more respect than a number of dragons, and few enter into mentorship.

Ramless is born with an immense amount of magic that is innate, unmatched, and that is what is unmatched. At the moment of his birth, the bearer of so much magic that he tore the world apart with his production voice, he also had so much magic control that there was nothing in line at birth. However, although its magic control was primarily used in combat, it was easy enough not only to destroy large objects such as the genus Dragon, but also to lighten up the featherworm, which for the dragon is as much as a grain of sand.

But with his immense magic, he began in his hundreds of millions of years of life to braid clothes for toddlers, and he failed to control magic and complete countless failures in the creation of garments made from a variety of materials. Each time I try to put it on the sleeping Ufiria, but it was nothing like the human garments in my memory, and he was stunned by his clumsiness.

It was just the fifth day since Ramles decided to make her a softer and more daughter-in-law than her dying mother, after repeated countless failures, that he was able to complete his clothes for Ufiria.

Dragons never celebrate the day they were born like humans.

It's the difference between dragon culture and human culture. A dragon is not like a human being who can only live in a short time. It's only after hundreds, thousands of years of living that it's finally said to be one serving. In the fifty or sixty years or so when humans enter old age, young creation is also young.

It can be said that the feeling of time is different.

To a dragon who lives thousands of years is only a short period of time, such as a year, and it is also tantamount to an insult to celebrate because he lived that degree of time. Dragons are not so weak.

However, the "dragon's nest” was about to undergo a major change in its culture since Ufiria was welcomed as a family and a compatriot.

Celebrating Ufiria's birthday can only mean incorporating human culture. This is true for clothing, but it was not what dragons were supposed to be, such as incorporating human culture, and without the rare presence of Ufiria, it would never have been acceptable. I'm glad to call it a phenomenon because Ufiria is loved and especially respected by everyone.

The specially made garments, knitted by Ramles after a bitter struggle, were shown on such a Ufirian birthday and handed directly to her by him.

Ufiria turned her eyes round, just surprised. In the first place, because it was not understandable to her in the middle of growing up as a dragon, such as the existence of clothing, which should also be called human culture.

Ramless dressed him in clothes woven in large quantities with dragon scales and skins, as well as saying that it was meant to protect her too soft skin and also an essential part of playing with the dragons and others. Upon hearing Ramles explain, Ufiria seemed to understand and convince herself that she had no tough outer skin or scales like the other dragons because she had not been given clothing. And when I thanked Rameless with all my heart, I began to plot something along with the Cyphalia and the Dragon to thank him from that day on.

Ramless can learn about the entire "Dragon's Nest” area.

In other words, until now, I knew beyond any doubt what caused Ufiria when she was injured, and I was able to pursue the responsibility of her caretakers, the dragons and the cyfarians, the dragons, but I decided to miss them, in front of Ufiria sheltering them. Because I didn't want to trample on the feelings of Ufiria in my family thoughts.

And, furthermore, he tried to purchase as much information as he could about the plots of the Ufirians. I want to watch over Ufiria. but if you find out what Ufiria is doing for you, you lose your fun. In what may be termed a pinch, he decided to leave the matter of Ufiria to the dragon and the caretaker, and to wish her well from now on.

One day, when Ramles woke up, there was a change in his body.

It was by no means a major change, but it was clear to him that the change was unexpected and the work of the Ufirians.

A crown knitted with grass flowers was placed over his head.

The rambless who saw himself on the surface of the lake, which he named the mirror of the dragon, was often dazzling. The crown, braided by an enormous amount of grasshoppers, would be unlike a dragon king feared and repelled by the madman king of Ethereal Clothes. But I didn't feel like throwing it away just because Ufiria and the dragons would have made it in as a thank you to the Rameless, and he kept wearing it ready to be laughed at by his family dragons.

"Do you even name it Ramles-Riabolar?

I laughed at a word that could also be taken as Kenan Eusnal's irony because I thought it wasn't bad either.

Lamurasu-Liabolar, in dragon language, will be the Mad King of the Flower Crown. From pale clothes, to the crown of flowers. Not bad. Rather, it could be the name the Mad King deserves.

I guess that's what I thought, because I saw my daughter seeing such a lameless figure satisfactorily.

In those days, at the heart of his life, was Ufiria.