Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

- - Diaz.

"... how come those dragonflies didn't come after us like that?

If they had done that attack twice and three times, not just once, it would have been pretty deep. "

As I say that, staring at the three dragonflies swirling over the sky, Zorg, who holds a bow on the right side, returns a mixed voice.

"Sora, thank God, you don't want to get as close to a dragon as you can to a fool who hits you like that.

I got close to the detour, but at the end of the day, when they kill me like I did earlier, I guess that's what I'm thinking and taking my distance. "

"Hmm...... I see.

But if that's the case, why don't you just blow the fire after taking a distance? That looks like it too, but for once it's a kind of dragon, right?

While I say that, Zorg pulls the bow string and targets it up... but he puts the string back without shooting an arrow.

... Well, shooting overhead enemies with a bow seems impossible on a boulder.

Zorg, who slowly lowered his bow so that he could shoot the bow at any time while doing so, returns the answer to my earlier question with a glance at the sky.

"You're right, the wind dragon also blows fire like a dragon, but its power is worse.

I guess I can't even work out my magic satisfactorily with Skasca's body, which specializes in flying.

That's why you don't have to worry about ranged attacks or anything. As I was saying, the only way to attack them is with fangs and feathers. "

"... I see.

I only have a short-range attack, but I'm not close to the detour.

...... yeah? Then why aren't the dragonflies running?

Wouldn't it be nice if I just ran away?

"I agree with that... I wonder what.

I hear they like and suck human blood, so they're attracted to the smell of your blood and they can't run away or something?

... Well, whatever the reason, I'm thankful you're not running away.

You can't let that nasty monster get away for Arner or for the village. "

That's what kills me, Zorg.

If those dragonflies did raid the village of Ill...... there would be some terrible damage you wouldn't want to imagine.

In that sense, I can say that I have never had any luck encountering dragonflies here.

Zorg's right. You can't let those dragonflies get away with this.

"I agree with you that I'm going to hold that dragonfly here too... but I don't know how I fought it.

You can't come out of the sky like that. You can't get your hands or feet. "

When I say that while staring at the dragonflies in the sky a few steps stronger than earlier, Zorg also returns a mixed voice.

"I don't have to be told. I know.

If you'd been caught off guard just now, you'd have some hitters... but you wouldn't be a fool to be caught off guard when two of your people were killed. "

"... off guard, off guard.

For example, if this one loses his weapon, will you stay alert?

"I don't know. I don't know what the dragon thinks.

What the hell are you thinking about losing your weapon?

"No, I thought I'd throw this battle axe at those dragonflies for a try."

If I say so, Zorg roughs up his voice with a glance at the sky.

"Ah!? I don't suppose you can get to that height where you threw a mon like that!?

That axe isn't the kind of mon you can throw in the first place trying to throw it!! What are you talking absurd about? You!?

"Actually, I've practiced throwing a few times in the half of my play... and this isn't so bad in there.

Well, even if you can't hit a dragonfly, it might make you think you dumped your weapon and invite you to be alert, it'll be worth it "

"Uh, whatever you want. Whatever you want.

... if you miss the throw and hit me, you won't understand. "

I looked at this one with half an eye and nodded a word back to Zorg, who said so in a voice that he was exhausted and took a distance from me. I held on to the edge of the stone poke of the war axe and took care to throw the war axe like that.

- - Zorg.

There was a fool there who couldn't help it.

A superb fool who holds the stone poke of a battle axe with both hands and lays the tip of the battle axe on the ground...... gently spreads his legs and stands loose.

Take a few deep breaths, lift the axe gently...... keep swinging the axe, rotate your body around the axis, once or twice...... increase its momentum and speed of rotation.

I think that maybe this idiot is serious around three revolutions, and he gets four and five revolutions and more revolutions, and the wind cut sounds all around him... that's how the idiot's roar sounds all around him.

I thought it sounded awesome slashing and tearing the air right after that, the stupid spin was stopping and the fight-axe figure that was supposed to have been in the fool's hand had disappeared.

When I rushed back into sight over the sky, there was a battle axe figure dancing through the universe as it rotated beautifully about what would happen in that form... the eyes of the battle axe lion ornament were glowing creating a circle of light in the air.

Apparently, I wasn't the only one surprised by the sight other than the earliest.

The wind dragons also seem to have been stunned by the sight again... they don't move as unnaturally as they stare at the battle axe that flies as it spins... and that's how one of the wind dragons is chopped and torn apart by the battle axe into two pieces.

That's how the battle axe flies through the air... stalling a little later and falling towards the ground.

The wind dragons signal the sound of the battle axe falling to the ground.

The wind dragons come in like a half frenzy to fools about what the hell they're thinking of a good one if they run away.

In the wake of such a raid by the wind dragons, the fool puts up his fist, and I put up a bow and arrow.

The semi-frequent wind dragons head straight for the idiot to see if they have thought anything of it... the fist of an idiot captures one of those wind dragons brilliantly.

With his right fist, he punches the wind dragon in the eye, swings his left arm down to the frightened wind dragon's body and slaps it, turning and kicking it at the other one who jumped in there, shaking both arms down just as he put them together.

That's how my arrow, which missed the gap, pierces the frightened wind dragons when they are knocked to the ground with one or two shots.

One became a toddler with it, but one jumps up as his body is pierced with arrows, and tries to bite the fool in the face.

Squeeze the string with magic to see if it makes you, aim firmly not to hit the fool...... shoot the last wind dragon.

Now five.

I'll do my gaze into the surrounding skies just in case, but I'm either afraid of the wind dragon or I don't even see one bird... apparently that's it.

Not at all... five wind dragons where you see one a year or not...

... I mean, yeah, yeah.

I just hunted that wind dragon... right?

If you're a ghost man, it's a dragon hunt you admire once... but I never thought you'd accomplish it in this way.

Now everyone in Arner and the village will review me for a little while...

... No, no, no, no, you're not, this is something different!?

At least this is not how I was supposed to hunt dragons, like this... hunting like this idiot...

Oh already, what the hell is that unscrupulous bastard!?

That's Arner's husband, and there's so much bad joke about being the lord of this meadow.

... or that idiot, what the hell are you doing without even going to pick up the battle axe?

Pick up the wind dragon body, stack it up......

Oh, that idiot!?

If you do that, the feathers and fangs will bump into each other and scratch the corner material!?

"Hey, don't treat me cluttered!?

How much do you think it's worth on its own!?

You don't understand what my words mean, you idiot with a kyotonic face.

I took the bow after the role. I ran to the fool as I raised my voice roughly to stop such an idiot.