Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

"Cuzt! Good for you! Do you want to carry it?"

A dragonized Elsa speaks to me in dragon language.

When I get into the sailcarriage, Elsa hugs the horse with her right hand. When I grab the sailcarriage with her left hand, she wings the dragon wings.

Magic flows around us from the dragon wings, and magic wraps the atmosphere around the dragon wings, generating buoyancy, and a little bit of Elsa and us on the sailcarriage floats up into the sky.

"Se, sei! It's floating! It's flying! It's flying!" The speaker spoke to me in a very excited voice.

"Oh yeah......"

I look up after I see the forest under my eyes, and there I see Elsa's throat dragonized.

"You fly a lot differently than the White Dragon relatives, don't you?

"Hmm, I have trouble being made with the White Dragon relatives. They don't use the atmosphere well, so there's no use flying."

"Oh well..."

I had doubts about Elsa, who became grumpy when I gave her the name of the White Dragon Divine Clan while listening to Elsa.

When I lived in the [Forest of the End], there couldn't have been any Blackdragon Divine tribe so far that would speak blatantly of dislike.

Yet there is something wrong with saying that I hate you so much.

The village of the White Dragon God tribe used to go and play well because there was Aylene.

Because of that, you don't know much about the Black Dragon God clan.

But the elders of the Black Dragon Divine tribe who sometimes come to my grandfather's shouldn't have hated the White Dragon Divine tribe so much.

Well, I'm not a dragon clan either.

I wouldn't have much choice but to think about it.

Are the students excited to be flying in the sky, too, or the grump they had earlier seems to be a lie.

It could have been an unexpected by-product.

"But you really don't feel the wind."

Despite remaining largely windless, the surrounding landscape flows backwards at a tremendous rate.

Being a White Dragon relative, if I was flying at this speed, I would be in an Eli situation due to body temperature, wind and gravity weighting.

"Naturally, I'm Black Dragon God. The great dragon tribe that keeps the atmosphere under control"

"Was the Black Dragon God tribe heaven and the White Dragon God tribe the earth?

"Uhm...... kazt! It's about time."

I nod at Elsa's words and look forward.

Then only one corner in the woods existed that was cut in a circle.

"Is that it?

"That's right!

What I see is a field in a large log house with a wide variety of leafy vegetables and fruits.

And some small cabins.

I can tell at a glance that it's made quite splendidly, even though I say it's still a distance away.

"That's a lot of fine work. That's totally different from the House of the White Dragon Gods!

"The Black Dragon gods are not like the White Dragon relatives! Don't come with me!

They all look the same from me, but they're not?

One thinks Elsa enters the circle in the corner of the woods, slightly weakening the magic emanating from the dragon wings and scattering the atmosphere she had mastered.

And in a few minutes, Elsa and we always felt strange when we got down in front of the log house.

"Hmm? - Hey, Elsa. Is anybody here?

I speak to Elsa, who is back in person.

Then...

"Oh, it's time for the kids to hatch."

Well, I guess I've never seen a dragon baby before.

I'd love to see it.

"Hey, Elsa..."

"No!

It is an instant answer.

No consideration was given to it.

I just wanted you to think about it.

"You're never coming in, are you? The kids who just hatched you will die if they see you! Never come in here! Absolutely!

"... I know. Pretend you don't? I know..."

"I'm not pretending!

Elsa seems pretty nervous.

It sounds like something terrible about me or something... can you handle this?