The fire of the Dragon King was to divide the place because I defeated the representatives of the Demon Nation, and the dispute between the Beast Nation and the Demon Nation ended with this.
That completes the request I received from Cross and breathes lightly, but not from around me.
When you first told me to stop the war between the Beasts and the Demons, I thought I could never do it, but I'm really glad it worked out.
"... Yo, Build Error"
As I was relieved by this result, my need to sit on the ground and sit idle called out.
"... what's your name? You don't think Build Error is your real name?
Apparently, he wants to know my character name.
If you think about it, Grimm and this guy only read about me as a Build Error.
Well, I didn't tell you, so you don't have to know.
"My name is Singh. It's a Sin from Earth."
So I gave my name.
Then Needs snorted "Ha," thumbing at himself.
"Sin... or... I remember. And my name is Needs Fjord... when I remember."
"Oh, I'll remember"
I guess I really shouldn't let such a dangerous opponent remember my name, but I had some empathetic need to see how depressed I was because I lost the fight.
This guy is like me in battle junkies.
I guess it's the so-called kind.
That's why I normally greeted my needs.
Just like in Kengo, I had a feeling this guy was getting stronger the next time I saw him again, and I was convinced that I could have a hotter fight.
"Next time... because I will win... wash your neck with the Sword King and wait..."
"It's a shame for you, but next time you fight, I'll win"
"Ha! You don't lose your mouth. You're a kid..."
That's what Needs and I used to say when we were supposed to kill each other earlier, and at the same time we had an invincible grin.
That's how the Demons turned back.
There was no demon king on this occasion, the protégé of the devil clan, but, well, if we knew that the dragon king had come forward, we would cease to commit acts of aggression.
If you don't want to turn the Dragon King against your enemies, which is arguably the most powerful creature in Earth, you're going to have to keep the truce agreement that's been going on for 400 years.
"... looks like you saved me again."
Then the Beast King came to us.
The Beast King seems a little less energetic than when he saw it before.
Is this not the result of the wars, but because the illness that I heard a little about at each time has not healed?
"Papan!"
"Oh, Gardia? How have you been?"
"Yeah! I was fine!
"Right, right."
So Gardia held him vibrantly to the Beast King.
If you think about it, King Beast and Gardia are the first parents and children reunions in a long time.
It's been over a year since we took care of Gardia in Earth.
So it's nothing strange for these two to reunite and put joy on their faces and deeds.
"So when is your grandson going to be born?
"I think your husband will be planting it in a little while!
"Hey, hey, wait, wait, wait."
But I stopped when I heard a disturbing conversation between King Beast and Gardia.
"What, did you still mess with Gardia?
"No, no, no, why are you talking like that all of a sudden? Besides, Gardia's still a kid, isn't she?
Sure, they were blowing stories like bringing me here as son-in-law into Gardia, but stories like Sun Tzu and all that would fly too far.
Gardia is still about elementary or middle school.
Well, he seems to be growing fast while he's working with us, but still, his back length is only below Phil and Crawl.
If I were to impregnate a child like that, I'd probably get a cattle rettel on me.
"In the Beast tribe, if they acquire the function of forming children, they decide that they are adults. That's why Gardia is a fine adult."
"The rules of the Beasts are good, but the rules here are out."
"Hmm, well. Seeing the battle earlier, I wanted my son-in-law more and more."
It's a convincing story that the Beast clan, which weighs on strength, wants to draw me in for defeating needs and grimes that would boast top class combat power within the Demon clan.
But I'm not willing to be adopted by my son-in-law at this age, and I'm not prepared to accompany Gardia for the rest of my life as my partner.
Except that we're going to be friends for a long time.
"I don't know which sect you belong to, but the Beasts are polygamous. I have also married five women in my life. So I'm not thinking of tying you to Gardia alone, am I?
"And that said, I knew this wasn't something I'd come up with..."
It's a little shaky right now, but that would be an impossible story to talk about than I don't have the guts to love many women at all.
"Oh, don't fool Mr. Singh too much!
And Phil came to me where we were having such a conversation, and he interrupted between me and the Beast King.
Speaking of which, there was Phil here.
In addition to Phil, a lot of other people are listening to us.
I finally got my head around this. I'm in a bit of a rush to disperse from the front of the Beast King.
"Well, that's why this is the end of the story..."
"Mm... well, I don't have a choice. Your relationship with Gardia doesn't have to go on right now."
The Beast King was looking at us with a slightly unfortunate look on his face.
It's the return of the colored man.
"Don't mess with me, Kengo. That's not what I was talking about."
"Really?
"Yes, I am."
Kengo, who knows I'm his wife, makes fun of him while he sneers.
Let's not talk about sex with Kengo anymore.
But you didn't have to visit us.
"What the hell Mikhail. Could you have been wanting to use 'Aria' and wuss?
"It's not like that. I'm just stating objective facts."
And a pope who was nearby was having such a conversation with Kengo.
"But, hey, I think it worked in a sense of calm, huh?
I hope so.
Well, as long as the Dragon King could handle it this time, so you're right if you're asked if you didn't have to bother with the Sword King or Pope following you.
But once on this occasion the supreme force of war on the part of the continent of Wolds turns up, it can be said that the Demon Nation can never invade not only the continent of Meermill, but also the continent of Wolds.
Although there are no demon kings and sea kings, there is no more reason to "invade Wolves if Meermill can't" than to bring up a truce that has been exchanged in the past on a venue where most of the eight great kings are now.
In the future, the Demons would have had to be prepared to turn a total of six kings around to their enemies at the same time if they were to invade another continent.
... It might have been subtle if the Demons had properly recognized Krall as the Necromancer King.
Even so, these two are talking pretty easy.
I guess we can't do this unless we're close because there's a connection between the same kings from Wolves.
When I met the Pope before, he said something like he knew Kengo, the sword king.
Or it was probably Kengo who ran into the Pope when I broke into the cathedral.
Maybe it was like Kengo was turning his hand at me when he found out in [Future Prediction] that I couldn't escape the cathedral with a good tail.
I gave Kengo the sword of the artifact, wondering once there was such a back, but I have nothing else to thank him for.
Kengo doesn't really want to put that kind of care on the table.
"... so. How long are you guys gonna hang around here?
"Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry. I did what I did."
……………………
I took my gaze off the Kengos, and the next thing I knew, I saw King Spirit and Krall.
Somehow, what were these guys?
The two of us have been doing prowl stuff all along while me and Needs are fighting, and the Spirit King has a full laugh, while Krall already has eyes like a dead fish.
I'm wearing clothes for once, but it seems like I can say afterwards.
"Claire, are you okay?"
I spoke to Claire, who was more worn out and lying on the ground than I was fighting until just now.
But Claire answers nothing just by pointing her vain eyes this way.
How about that?
This is totally leop-eyed.
What are you really doing, Spirit King, and in the middle of the battlefield?
"Ugh... I can't go to your daughter-in-law anymore..."
And Claire began to cry as she circled her body small.
Don't tell me you can't go to your daughter-in-law, Necromancer.
I know you got a lot too muddled from the top of your clothes, but you haven't done anything more.
"Lord Singh..."
"What?
"Clean me of my filth with Lord Singh..."
"... just stand up, Crail"
"Gyu......"
Claire said the joke, so I pulled under my neck and forced her to stand up.
Don't tell me to clean it up.
The membrane will be safer.
"Well, for now, I'm not comfortable talking to you all the time here either. I think it's time to move to a resting place, what do you think?
So the last time Ceres offered us a new location, we moved to the tent set up by the Beast Clan.
On the way around, Crail, carried by me, was freaking out to see King Spirit and King Dragon talking about something, but I don't care.
Also, it seems that Gardia got her arms tangled up and Phil countered this, and he grabbed her arm from the other side, and Kengo was laughing at us like that, but I don't care about that either.
I was like, "Could it be Loricon?" He continued to walk silently according to their stride, receiving a subtly suspicious gaze.