Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

"Look, you guys... flames of flame dragons draw a line with other dragons, as their name suggests.

Never eat it, avoidance is paramount... while he's spitting out the flames, just leave it to both fever-resistant oras "

With that said, Narbant ropes through the equipment like the horse equipment worn by Sole and the dogs… I will cover the connected dogs with fur that has been stained with plenty of water.

"... I talked to him before I got here, but I'll check the flow again.

First, you pull the cord that Ola and I got in, and if you get some momentum, we'll disconnect the rope.

If you do, you can run right away and get away from him anyway.

Ora and I will storm him with the momentum as we ride... because we will stick to him and repeat the attack to draw his attention.

In the meantime, run over with Diaz and Klaus and attack him, causing a huge wound to his throat or belly.

If there's a lot of damage to his throat or belly, he can't throw up the flames either... if he takes away the wings and the flames, it's like he's dealing with a big lizard after that, and when that happens, we all attack him, and it's called Todome. "

When Narbant's words, including mine, nodded together, Narbant and Sanat, with the axe in their hands, prepared them... and they mounted themselves on such shaped soles as large boxes with sole feet.

As a basic construction, it is a wooden box large enough to be boarded by several people, with holes in the left and right sides of the box, from which bows can be released and stoned... There are many pieces of fur stretched out on the roof and front to prevent flames.

Not only is that fur refined with chemicals that seem to prevent fire, but it also stains plenty of water... they can also prevent flame dragon flames in a short time.

Soli feet are painted with plenty of lows to improve the slip and make the speed easier to ride... and from the front of that box, the fur-covered part, something like a big iron jar that mimics Mair's head protrudes.

Narbant says' Maire Wagon '.

They stormed the battlefield in the form of letting the horses and dogs pull, carrying people and weapons, attacking from within the wagon, or with the wagon itself, and if they lined up in numbers, it would also be an impromptu position.

He made it when things happened that would make the meadow a battlefield, thinking it would surely be useful... I didn't know that was going to storm the dragon.

Narbant and Sanato, each on one Mair wagon, set up two simultaneous assaults... me and Klaus will run from behind them, in the form of a wagon as a shield.

By the way, I wear something Ellie made me before, something that stained me with water in that bandit-like fur, or fur in the form of wraps around my hands and feet, and Klaus also wears a large fur that stained me with water like a cape.

If you do that, they'll keep the dragon from flaming for just a moment... if they throw up a lot of flames, if you avoid them during that moment, if you don't take the distance... they're going to burn round.

"Oh, my God, because if this operation goes well, the boys won't be hit by the flames. You don't have to look so serious.

If you have to, you'll have some protection from the ladies... and some hands to escape and re-compartmentalize while hiding with cover-up magic.

Rather than be afraid of failure, I will make you succeed... after the operation is successful, you should also think about the use of the material.

... you must get good materials and demon stones because they seem to live well inside. "

Narbant peeks into the faces of me, Klaus, and the dogs through the wagon window and says so.

When we snort at those words, the narbants in the wagon snort at us... and that's how the operation begins.

"Wow!!

A howl echoes at Arner and the ghosts who were attacking the Flame Dragon as they fled using cover-up magic... the Dogs rush out for the Flame Dragon at once.

With a battle axe and a ground dragon spear, me and Klaus lowered their hips and followed it as they drew the snow away... a flame dragon that seems to have noticed the presence of a wagon pulling us apart at such an overwhelming rate turns its head here.

That's how I look at this one and I look at those eyes... flame dragons that wrinkle open their thorn-covered eyes and exfoliate their amazing emotions.

The eyes are more directed at the Mair head protruding in front of it than at the wagons than the dogs... because of the weight it was the only one made of iron, the face made to mimic Mair's full grin for what reason... so puzzling, if you can't comprehend what the hell it is, the Flame Dragon starts to look like that.

In doing so, the wagon accelerates, shrinking its distance from the flame dragon... the hands of the narbants that have grown out of the wagon wave the knife... over and over again, and the rope is cut off from the baton.

"Wow!!

The leading dog tribe raises its voice, and the dog tribes scatter it to the left and right to signal it, and only the wagon thrusts straight ahead... Flame Dragon, with a stunned look on his face, roars down the back of his throat in a panic and exhales the flame and showers it into the wagon.

The overwhelming heat spreads widely, enveloping the wagon… Still, the wagon goes straight ahead, with Sanato's wagon on the left foot of the dragon and Narbant's wagon successfully hitting the belly of the dragon.

Gogaaaaaaaa!

The smile of an iron mair engulfs, the scream of a dragon...... or the voice of anger echoes around.

As it resonates, the lid of the wagon opens, the axed Narbant and Sanat pop up and slash with all their might on the flame dragon...... but is the scale of the dragon too hard, the axe is played.

Still, the axe waves over and over again, and the dragon persistently tries to kick the narbants attacking him over and over again, or roar the back of his throat and try to flame him... but it doesn't work out if the wagon's direct strike is working... his legs don't go up and the flames can't spit out.

And the Narbants don't look like they cared about those dragon moves, they just keep attacking with the attitude that they don't mind eating the attack, eating the flame.

In the meantime, me and Klaus finally rushed up to the sight of the Flame Dragon... recognising its size again and being overwhelmed unexpectedly.

For both of us, or bigger than that...... anyway, it's mighty and has a sense of oppression to the point of being awesome because of its disastrous appearance.

Not only is it mighty, but the calories that I have in me are tremendous, and the surrounding area seems to be in the middle of summer even though it is winter... its fangs and nail sharpness make me almost unintentionally frightened, but for the narbants who are struggling in front of me, for the ghosts who are helping me, for everyone in the village of Ill... for the wild mayors who will be trembling with fear, I step forward and say that I cannot be frightened... I will wield the battle axe with power.

The first thing we're after is the belly of the dragon, if we don't slap the horn belly on the rabbit and seal the flame.

If only the flames were sealed, the Arners, the Zorgs, the dogs would rush.

Think about it and put your natural strength into it, and still be tempted to eat it, and slap the battle axe on its belly covered in something like a crust.

"... what, no hardness like earth dragons"

Beat the Flame Dragon crust by the time the Battle Axe is stunning, and as the Flame Dragon's fury echoes around...... words like that leak unexpectedly from my mouth.

A spear thrust released shortly afterwards by Klaus profoundly pierces the back of the broken crust... and thrust it three times... and I slap the battle axe on the belly of the Flame Dragon over and over again to try to mimic it too.

Every time I do that, my crust cracks, and every time I crack, the dragon's fury grows stronger... and Klaus' spear pierces the cracked area over and over again... and the bloodshed splashes all around me.

"Flame dragons are like melted cheese if you put them on a kid!!

In terms of hardness, it shouldn't be much different from the ground dragon!!!

On both sides of the flame dragon...... Sanato goes around in the form of his left leg and Narbant his right leg and such a loud noise comes from Narbant who keeps waving his axe.

"No, the Earth Dragon was many, dozens of times harder!!

As I wave my battle axe back so loudly as I lose, the Flame Dragon opens its great jaw wide and tries to bite us... to swallow it in one bite, it hits me.

In response to that attack, me and Klaus jump out loud, dodging the jaw, waving the battle axe and spear while dodging, and unleashing an attack with their faces and jaws on them.

In the face of these attacks, the Dragon seems to be sorry if he has to bite the horns out of us, and over and over again... he just tries to bite us without trying to defend or evade... Me and Klaus somehow evade the attack and unleash a coordinated attack while evading it.

Not at the same time, alternating, anticipating the timing so as not to create gaps, even taking care not to disturb each other, over and over again remembering the old days.

Klaus' movements were completely different from those of the time of the war.

It can be seen that the strength and speed have been increased to an unparalleled degree, and that it has grown considerably.

Look at Klaus like that. He said I can't lose this... I need to be Klaus' foot wrapper. When I can put my strength into it, my body moves to respond to it, and I can take amazing quick, sharp moves myself.

I just put it in when I could, and it moves in such a way that I was free and free with no pain or blemishes... I couldn't move this much when I was younger, and when I was surprised... the wings of a dragon that should have stopped moving are growing instead of my arms, it lifts with a google... it wiggles at a tremendous rate.

"Narbant!! Sanato!!"

I scream unexpectedly.

The wings are aimed at two people standing beside each other... and the two of them blow away with tremendous momentum when they take that direct hit.

Blow it up and roll it into the snow with the awesome noise......,

"You did it!!

"I'm not saying, you bastard!!

and has not lost power from Narbant and Sanat, a loud voice is emitted.

I'm glad I got that voice, the two horns on the rabbit seem safe, and I'm relieved... now from Klaus,

"Dear Diaz!! Duh, the dragon belly!!

A voice rises close to screaming with

When I took that voice and looked at the dragon's belly, the wounds that were supposed to have hurt me scatterly, that were supposed to have struck me many times, that were supposed to have disappeared there.

Not that it's clean and refreshing, but the scar remains firm and the broken crust remains intact... but surely, the wound is healing at an alarming rate, and the only wound that was there is covered in skin or something like a membrane... apparently the wings have regained it with this regenerative force as well.

... No, I guess I'm not totally getting it back to see where I'm not trying to fly.

Until I could move it somewhat...... I guess that's where I recovered until I managed to move it and wiggle it.

"How nasty at all......

But now I feel like a dragon, don't just get excited!!

Waving his wings as he raised his anger, watching the dragon stare at us as he did so, and when I raised my voice so... Klaus standing next to him sighed so loudly that he couldn't beat the dragon's anger.