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"You don't care about the beasts, you're going to act as I say."

"Did you foresee everything"

Rütier rings as he goes around the back of his throat as he feels it.

Even if I didn't hear from him, sooner or later I would have heard from someone about the volcano and the dragon man.

He thinks I'm a "saint of mercy to even the goblins who only know how to attack that young deserted man of all races".

So as soon as I heard about the dragon man, I thought I'd go help him. But the Beast Man has something to think about the Dragon Man.

That if it were, I would be bothered between the Dragon Man and the Beast Man.

That's why I assumed Rütier took the lead and told me about the dragon men.

"I'm not worried about you."

My best bet is that the inhabitants of Samarkand will live in peace and tranquillity.

If anything threatens their lives, I'm going to be actively involved. But I don't want to leave until I can.

"Okay."

Hmm. Is Lütier a complicated feeling, too?

It's a dragon man's emergency that hasn't gone far for years. I wonder how many of them have driven out of their land, but if there is such a thing as annihilation, it means nothing.

Ha, grabbing one hand in a grip.

Could...

"Are the dragon people asking you to do something? Or a situation where every race is going to be wiped out?

Maybe it's more serious than I thought.

"... forgive me shallow"

Rütier takes out a choker made of leather strings from his nose.

The choker had many animal teeth on it.

"This is the fangs of Nagle, the dragonman's chief. I'm sweet. When this was entrusted to me by a young man with an oak, I missed the dragon man who hated them so much and wished them well."

"Isn't the feeling of thinking of a friend different from the resentment of the race?

Even countries in war can be friends between individuals. It's not that strange.

"By speaking to His Holiness Fujima, I entrusted my judgment to you. If you want to save me, let's go. If you're not going..."

"Rütier"

Block his words and call upon the name of a tiger head worthy of reliance.

"Yes."

"Let's go. Go to the dragon people. If they want salvation, let's help them."

"Lord Fujichima..."

Put your hands on Pong and his big, fat shoulders, make a subtle smile, and carry on the words.

"But I can only do what I can. It might be too much to try to help..."

I smile bitterly and put my head on.

"Never mind. It overlaps, but the beast man's emotions don't have to be taken into account"

"Okay. Can you show me to the Dragon Man? If they want to talk, let's talk."

"Lord Fujichima..."

Rütier stumbles at the words and looks down.

He grabbed the choker with his fangs and seemed to be enjoying himself.

I want to live up to what Lütier feels like "I want to help".

To be honest, though, it's a big deal that his breasts have gotten hot at his noble thoughts of turning friendship to hostile things rather than dragon people.

"I want to follow you too!

Gatling and gaining momentum, Titania holds Lütier's hand of blockage and mine.

"Okay. Now let's go together. All right? Rütier?"

"Of course it is. Regards, Lord Titania"

"Thanks!"

Titania had a full smile as Hua blossomed and waved her hands up.

She left me and Rütier holding hands, so her hips float to be pulled by her.

"If that's the case, we'll have to decide what to do while we're away."

"Can we discuss this at the rally point this evening?

"Yeah. Let's do that"

He stood up with Titania holding his hand and exchanged a guttural handshake with Rütier with his open hand.

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- The next morning.

The sound of extracting coffee from Copocopo and the coffee maker is heard, and the toaster makes a unique electronic sound with Jizzi Jizzi.

If you're in Japan, common morning music.

But in this world, it's probably just our home sight.

"You smell so good!

Titania cracks her nose in front of the coffee maker and narrows her eyes.

"I'll take care of Titania next time."

"Yeah!"

I wanted to smell the coffee, so I served the coffee maker last night.

Finally, we also prepared a coffee mill of the type to be glued by hand. I think it smells good to snuff through coffee beans with this guy.

Hmm. What a relief to smell of coffee.

Titania, at least, seems to like it...

- Gachari.

The entrance door opened and Waggan returned.

He left the house before I woke up and was ready to leave.

"Did you even cook incense? What a calming scent."

Wagan snorts softly and meditates her eyes as if she enjoys the fragrance.

"I tried brewing coffee from the beans."

"I thought I smelled it somewhere. I see. You smell so strong."

"It's always instant coffee. Sometimes."

"Is there a kind of coffee?

Oh, well.

You don't understand Wagan and Titania when you say instant coffee or something.

Explain instant coffee to them thoroughly.

The scent isn't very good, but it's the advantage of instant coffee that you can easily brew.

I don't even hate instant coffee.

I'm just losing track of what I'm thinking, and Titania's calling me.

"Is Fuji ready?

"Oh, no. I see. Is it mobile? Is Titania ready?

"Yeah. Swords and leather armor are something you can wear. The rest are on this porch."

Titania slaps a large eyed pouch through the pong and hips belt.

Me? I'm bare.

Yeah, we had a meeting last night about going out to the dragon people.

Argument? There was nothing like that.

Maluburg is the first to say, "Fine. I'll take a good look at this one. Because if anything happens, I'll contact you through the crow" one word and it all comes on a piece.

The candidates will also go in small numbers in the hope of Rütier, and this one was also decided lightly.

It's Rhutier himself, Waggan, my four to the candidate Titania.

So I've been getting ready to leave in the morning... but I'm bare, and no baggage for Waggan or Titania. All I could do was check the tools just to get into the small pouch.

"I'm sorry I left all the ingredients and camp to you."

I put the coffee Titania poured me on the table with Cottori, and Waggan lowered his head with a peck.

"Thanks for the coffee. No, because it's a small number of people, and it's my hope that magic will solve the problem."

"Why don't you take the pigeon too?

"Right. Let's take him."

"Okay."

Waggan tells me to hack.

I forgot.

If you had a pigeon, you'd be able to observe it from the sky.

"Panese" is loud, and I just eat it, but being able to fly through the sky with a waggan is a huge benefit.

Hopefully, I'd like to take the crow with me, but I'll have to ask him to stay with Samarkand as a liaison.

By the way, the reward for crows is ten bags of potato chips.

He's busy and tyrannical, but knowledge and witchcraft are jumping through and I can count on him, but when I talk about rewards and stuff like this, I get the subtle feeling of being animal and giving rewards.

That's fine if the crow is satisfied...... I don't have to say anything anymore.