Black Summoner

- Gown, Tricene Border

The night dawns and the morning sun begins to show its face among the mountains. Brilliant in the light is the army of platinum. That army, which takes its steps without disturbing the line, was headed east with Dan d 'Alba, the general.

"Incredible......" The Iron and Steel Knights "are returning to Trisen......!

The Prince's third son, Quilt Gown, is stunned. Morale and strength are both overwhelmingly unfavourable. Under this circumstance, it is impossible because the enemy forces are leaving on their own. Not to mention we had a conversation going on where we didn't know it.

Leonhardt, the monarch of the country, is single and breaks into the enemy line while the princes are hunting the fort and preventing attacks by siege weapons. It is not a matter of acting as a king already around here, and ministers and others have heads, but it is difficult to complain because they have succeeded and even returned intact.

"... Father, what the hell did they do?

"What, I just told General Dan about the possibilities"

Leonhardt sees Trysen's army better than the rooftop of the fort. Returns a cloudy answer to the question of Eugère Gown, the second brother's prince, whose back seemed to say, "Think for yourself". Leonhardt plunges into the valley, whether he is his own child, and gives him a trial. So he crawled up and was recognized by Leonhardt for the first time by showing his strength. The three princes had completed their trials in each way, but once again in this battle they deplored their powerlessness and the greatness of their father. But it wasn't like I had no idea.

(((I wish I hadn't said it in my female outfit......))

There was no choice for the princes who did not know about the offensive in the enemy formation, and the women's clothing was reasonably familiar, but I wanted the heart-blowing dialogue to be as primitive as it was earlier.

"You care about the details again. But this battle was an amazingly boring loss. You can get away with that to your daughter-in-law, Jereol.

"Father, don't tell me about Lisa... why are you turning into Lisa!?

"Hmm, I'm sure it's a good idea..."

Leonhardt's appearance changes from female to beastly woman. He was like a noble lady of taste, dressed in a passionate red dress.

"Dear Jereol... I don't like weak men. I'm sorry."

"Hey, why are you doing that scene at the party venue...!?

Jereol is upset to see.

"Brother Jereol... the reason I suddenly woke up to training for a time is no way..."

"Chi, it's not! Eugère, quilt!

Leonhardt begins to change again behind the impatient Jereol. Now she looks a little more grown up than she did earlier.

"You said that a long time ago, didn't you? I said I can't like weak men.... Let's break up."

"Wow!

It is a terrible chase. I whipped him to the body he was supposed to be hurting, and Jereol ran into the fort. Having seen it through, Leonhardt returns to her inner appearance.

"Yeah, yeah. This will encourage more workouts. What you said after you gave me the name of the gown, it seemed dull! By the way, quilt, haven't you been struggling long since you entered the Battle of the Castle? The boulders are the magicians of the few beasts! You've been smart for a long time, and you have a high nose!

"Ha, yes, yes, thank you..."

I should be praised, but the quilt's voice was trembling. Whatever, I just don't like it anymore.

"But brother Quilt, it's not good for your health just to study. I've been teaching martial arts to Brother Jereol lately. Let's do it together."

Childhood sesame appears in front of the quilt during the blink. At this point there was a waterfall-like sweat on the back of the quilt.

"Yes, no, I'm a little shy of that -!"

Resuscitation in the back of the brain is childhood trauma. Quilt desperately tries to resign, shaking away the abominable memories that gradually become clearer. It is a quilt that I would never do, such as refuse an invitation from my favorite sesame seed, but don't just ride this invitation. That's what his brain tells him.

"Uh... Brother Quilt, you're not serious, are you? All the best...? He's a boy, but he's a little disillusioned."

"Wow!

I got a contemptuous sesame gaze, and my quilt ran into the fort with a walking force I wouldn't normally see. Having seen it through, Leonhardt returns to her inner appearance.

"I still have to work out the beast and the flesh! But I hope this will cure the ciscon on the quilt."

"Father, we stand on top of each other with our men. Please play with me..."

"Yeah? Ha-ha-ha, isn't it just parent-child skinship? Damn, Eugère's got a better joke too! By the way, wasn't the bow brilliant earlier? Did I just say I wouldn't miss the prey I was after if I shot him? By the way, as for love -"

That day, in the fort of the gown, the scream rang three times...

- Kelvin Mansion/Garden

"... yeah?

"What's up, Serra?"

"No, it's like I heard something screaming back at me trauma from the north... and not now, but a long time ago?

"You're specific on the yarn. I didn't hear anything."

"Hmm, I'm sure it's your fault!

I don't seem to have any more screaming about this one about whether Serra's interest has shifted to something else. We returned to Pars, and the day passed. I heard more about the war between Gown and Trage than Prettier, but they both said they had succeeded in defense. They never even exchanged blades in the case of Trage, but they're investigating what happened. And I'm also curious about the fact that the General of the Magic Knights was changing from Clive to Tristan. In Azglad's words, Clive has already been treated as dead in action. Should I still see Tristan holding the key?

"Kelvin's brother! Can we just plow it from here to where Boga is?

"The backyard is full of land. You can do whatever you want."

"You said it! Let's do it!

Shaken by Pretty (?), was a dahak who seemed to be depressed, but livened and glowed as soon as he gave permission to build a farm behind the mansion. Dahak, transformed into a black dragon, cleverly uses his nails and plows his backyard at a fierce speed where there was nothing. You don't need a farm machine because you have a big figure. By the way, it was this task that Serra expressed interest in.

"Goa......"

Let's see Boga too. I'll try it with a look imitation, but I can't seem to do what I think just because I dig deep holes. By the way, the soil in the backyard has been reconstituted with my green magic to be acidic and alkaline in distinction.

For once, I tell the city people that I have dragons. I thought it would take a lot of time to convince me, but unexpectedly, he convinced me immediately. There were some Rio permits out there that said, "Oh, wouldn't Mr. Kelvin have a problem with that?" Everyone replies twice. I think we should be a little more crisis conscious there...

"Hey, hey, Huck. If you use Haku's skills, you don't have to build a farm to grow it the way you want, right? It won't take long."

"My lady, it's sweet. It is easy to eat vegetables if it does grow rapidly with my ability. But then the freshness and flavor will drop by a few ranks! It's too early to lose weight, so I don't use that kind of ability except in basic combat."

Returning to the human form, Dahak, dressed as a farm worker, holds a bamboo. Oh, you do the details in human form. Oh, yeah. Let's check the status of the dragons who have become buddies this time.

Dahak 162-year-old male lacquered black dragon (ancient dragon)

Level: 88

Title: Son of Dark Dragon King

HP: 1833/1833 (+100)

MP: 480/480 (+100)

Muscle Strength: 969 (+100)

Durable: 733 (+100)

Agility: 471 (+100)

Magic: 737 (+100)

Luck: 288 (+100)

Equipment: Iron (Class E) (Man-made)

Work clothing (class E) (person-type)

Boots (Grade E) (Mannequin)

Hand wipe (class F) (human type)

Dragon Saddle (Grade B) (Dragon Model)

Skills: Sprouts of Life (Inherent Skills)

Black earth scale (unique skills)

Green Magic (Class C)

Black Magic (Class F)

Breath (Brace) (Grade B)

Flight (Class A)

Agriculture (S grade)

Horticulture (S grade)

Architecture (Class A)

Auxiliary Effect: Protecting the Dark Dragon King

Summoning/Magic Supply (S)

Cover-up (S-Class)

Boga, 103, male, Rock Dragon (Ancient Dragon)

Level: 81

Title: Black Knight's Love Dragon

HP: 1987/1987 (+100)

MP: 197/197 (+100)

Muscle Strength: 995 (+100)

Durable: 1001 (+100)

Agility: 619 (+100)

Magic Power: 183 (+100)

Luck: 340 (+100)

Equipment: Dragon Saddle (Class B)

Skill: Breath (Brace) (Grade E)

Armor (S-Class)

Flight (Class D)

Submersible (Class A)

Loud (Class C)

Auxiliary Effect: Summoning/Magic Supply (S)

Cover-up (S-Class)

Mudfarak, 63, female, triple-necked dragon (ancient dragon)

Level: 74

Title: Meet Sweetness

HP: 1416/1416 (+100)

MP: 907/907 (+100)

Muscle Strength: 520 (+100)

Durable: 489 (+100)

Agility: 418 (+100)

Magic Power: 634 (+100)

Luck: 631 (+100)

Equipment: Dragon Saddle (Class B)

Skills: Multiple Attribute Body Structure (Inherent Skills)

Breath (Brace) (Grade A)

Flight (Class A)

Magic adsorption (Class C)

Magic Warm Preservation (Class C)

Auxiliary Effect: Summoning/Magic Supply (S)

Cover-up (S-Class)

This is how it is. You still have Dahak out of status, skill and one head. We all live quite a few years just being dragons, but the oldest is Rosalia or Gehungehun.

"Hehe, you can't just be convenient."

"All of them, let's do a job."

Even Gérard entered with one hand. Straw hand wipe in armor, strangely familiar.

"Oh, you're being a good husband, too!

"Speaking of which, you said you were a peasant before you became a knight."

"It's been a long time. Well, to this extent, I can help."

Well, why are we so relaxed now? Because the forces of the successful Delamis Gown Trage are regrouping and preparing their troops to invade Tricen. It's easy to move if you're as small as we are, but if you're also an army, you have different numbers of people, both single and double digits. It will also take some time to get around and pick up the barracks for that matter, and they say that that period will take more than a week, no matter how quickly. I even thought about going punching him one foot ahead, but Rio stopped me with all his might. The only party I have that can do damage to the Demon King, as well as the brave ones, is Rio, who wants to move carefully.

The clogged area gave the army plenty of free time until it was ready. I've been watching out for you lately in Zhu's Great Valley. Sometimes it's been a long time since my home, and I decided to put this period on break. Now he looks out into the backyard, pioneered one after the other on a sheet laid in the shade with Effil and Melfina. I'm not skipping, I'm feeding my English.

"In the end, you're going to be in the midst of fighting the Demon King. This was supposed to be the mission of the knives..."

"That's good. They've gone to the Western Continent. Well, the Demon King is strong, isn't he? See?"

"Ha, I hope you're having fun."

You lifted your arm, Mr. Melfina, not knowing you'd eat a sandwich to inhale in sighs. You're stronger than that, aren't you?

"Master, the apple has been stripped. Yes, uh."

The apple offered by Effil was surprisingly sweet. Yeah, sometimes it's good to have a day like this.