Half-elves Fall in Love

We all left the water field full of hot air due to the impact of Lyla's fireball landing on the water.

I don't wear my own clothes that Selene brought me all day.

"Oh, it looks like a miscellaneous fish"

"Don't say miscellaneous fish!

Celesta Army Infantry I just hooked up my summer uniform with a sunset cloak and a travel vest (lots of pockets and leather strings to hang and store a lot of stuff), so I'm certainly not wrong about being a miscellaneous fish, but when they say it, it's dented.

So.

"Hmm. I think I have a lot to say."

"Whatever."

Lila's floating face and Mr. Deane's serious face were mixed slightly with the atmosphere.

"What are you? Why did you take Andy away? What are you going to do?"

"I'm Black Dragon Lyla. The last head of the Dragon Palace at the Russell Labyrinth. It was no coincidence that the boy came in. Coincidence doesn't mean I want to stumble on a long-time human man."

"No body, no lid..."

"Ho? What, boy, do you prefer a little more romantic?"

"No, it's nothing. Don't be shy."

"I can't get along. Earlier, as hard as I was."

"So you read the air!

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you.

"Lyler!!

Me and Lyla are twisted, or Lyla is twisted. Other faces stare at me half-hearted.

"Ho, what's up? Question over."

"... Mm-hmm. No, I just thought you were familiar."

Mr. Deane coughing.

"Okay. I didn't know there was a Dragon Palace here, but why wouldn't I know about it? Other Dragon Palaces have declared a general territory to avoid rivalry with other races around them."

"As is well known, I am the only one. It wasn't the first time a boy had broken my phantom and broken himself in."

I don't know what it is, but I think I'm the first thing to remember.

"Though I was impressed by the fact that I often broke through the half-height flakes of the phantom."

Besides, it sounds like it's because Angelos blew me away.

"... are the other dragons dead"

"No, it crossed over to the Western continent a hundred years ago. I was a little in love. Follow me."

"... in love"

"Even dragons fall in love. But as soon as I found out who I was as a dragon, I cried and slapped him to death."

"Hey."

"You don't have a choice. Dragon Slayer, keep him alive, but other dragons are in danger."

A dragon slayer is a hunter who specializes in dragons.

There were fearsome warriors who were capable of fighting the Dragon tribe more than each other, carrying the treasure swords of the ruins civilization, which were now rarely available.

... There he is. I'm barely there right now.

That was quite a few hundred years ago, but at first it was the swordsman's arms test that eventually developed into a major movement: "Let's kick the dragons and dragon palaces out of the continent, avenging modern civilization," and the dragons kicked it out.

And dragon palaces across the continent shifted to overdefensionism.

When one dragon slayer comes, ash one nearby city.

If it wasn't close, I'd bake it anyway because it's far away or anywhere.

Even though you are a dragon slayer who can stand around your opponents more than each other, there is not a single clustered opponent.

And the dragon slayer was also subjected to bullets from an unparalleled human society, most of whom were to lay down their weapons and hide in the clouds or be executed.

Now I refer to that era and call it the Fire Dragon War era.

Since then, human society, remembering the horrors of the dragon, has begged forgiveness by sending a messenger and pillar of humanity to the Dragon Palace, where contemporary social relations of mutual inviolability were established.

That's what it means now that only mountain masters and adventurers are close to Dragon Palace.

But.

"Does it mean that the dragon slayer kicked me out?"

"Because our dragon had a better relationship with subracial colonies in the neighborhood than any other land. One dragon slayer in a covenant between dragons = I had to abide by one city, and I honestly chose to migrate because if I had to crush a nearby colony, I wouldn't sneak in."

"I mean, if we fought, we would have won?

"How many dragons do you think there were in this palace? We got 600 heads."

"... you can't"

At its peak, he said, there were 256 dragon slayers. In fact, he said most of the time he could have fought a child dragon or an old dragon until he was about to die, and it wouldn't be a battle at all.

Shake your head, Mr. Deane shrugging your shoulders.

"But the person you fell in love with is the natural enemy, Dragon Slayer."

"It's just the dragon slayer. It's quite a bone man. I'm thinking it's dangerous... I followed her falsely as a female warrior of the stream, and I wondered if I could enjoy my honeymoon for about three years."

Lila with distant eyes. Was the mazo preference fostered around that time?

"So I'm the only one. I've been depressed for about fifty years since I killed him, and then I've been traveling for about ten years to change my mood, and lately while I'm at the Palace, I've been hanging out with you when I find a dangerous young guy like Jeanne."

"Ugh, that was hard, Sister Lyla."

It was a long time ago.

Pomp, Lyla stroking Jeanne's head crying.

And after making a snug air, he put his arms around him to shake that air off and laughed nicely, turning to Mr. Deane.

"But did I say Deane? It's not a big deal for a handless dark elf. I felt something close to the old dragon slayer."

"I'll still keep the Hundreds."

You can't keep a team of ten at all.

Ugh.

"Oh, no, not at all! Andy is capable of that! He's clever, he's sweet, he's popular."

"Mm-hmm. That's not a nice neighborhood. The delicacies are pretty good too."

"Oh."

Nodding Mr. Deane and Lyla. Something is going on. Was there anything through the beating?

"Century Leader, please don't run to the bottom story"

"Wow, not me, that dragon woman over there."

"Ho. You like this little girl"

"I don't like anything!

It was Angelos even messed with by the first person I met.

"By the way, where did your lords say you were going?"

"It's southeastern forest territory. I hear there's a little bit of master night going on over there."

"Say something like a chimp, Deane. Well, I don't care who you are."

I even get some ink. Is Mr. Deane so amazing?

"You look kind of worried, boy."

"Well... no matter how much you say Mr. Deane, he's the elite master night of the Celesta Army. Besides, it's the enemy's nose, you don't know how many opponents you'll be surrounded by."

"Deane would have cut it out if he was surrounded by a thousand people."

"Not so much."

If you think you're saying it appropriately because it's about Lyla, apparently not.

"The illusion of this woman approaches our dragon as well. It's good evidence that you came in from the front."

"Huh."

"And this woman, the boy's deformed bow."

It's a crossbow.

"Yeah, well, to that extent, probably, even if you shoot from ten steps away... we'll make fun of you watching the arrows fly"

"Shh!?

Crossbow ejections are stronger than regular bows.

Put that in just ten steps, from seven to eight meters at most?

"Do you want to try"

Mr. Diane laughed niggardly.

"I'll stop."

I can't shoot if I want to hit it even with a joke.

But.

"Well then... little flying gear works for Mr. Deane?

"That's not what I meant. When it comes to its own appearance and the illusion of a dragon... a soldier like you could handle a thousand people."

When you ask me, it does seem like I should.

"If you're a Master Night, you're a mess. I'm not told that Dada is comparable to one hundred men alone."

So you're saying the crossbow likely won't work for your opponent this time either?

... I have a feeling you don't need me more and more.

"But... then how could the Crossbow team have beaten the Sword Saints Brigade"

Angelos squeaks.

Sure it is.

The Sword Saint Brigade was the strongest unit led by as many as 500 Sword Saints and 100 Great Sword Saints, as well as the Supreme Sword Saint Arthur Bonaparte.

That prompted him to lose miserably to fewer than fifty crossbow squads at the time and decide to win or lose the Trot War.

"It's a simple story. They didn't see us."

"I did the hardest thing when I got hit. I mean, phantom magic."

"Ah."

I mean, by the time they realize it, they're already poking around, the rain of arrows from nowhere.

And sniping from long distances overshadowing common sense at the time thanks to a more powerful ejection and sensory enhancement than normal. The Swordsaints would have gone right and left in search of an archer who was supposed to be shooting 100m or from there at best.

In fact, the range of the Crossbow squad approaches 1 km.

"He also borrowed an Auga soldier from another unit as a dedicated bow puller"

"I see..."

A crossbow neck is a hassle to pull a bow. Strong strings can only be pulled by humans using pulleys.

but even our troops can pull Auga soldiers and some Dwarf soldiers directly with their hands. This is strong.

Even a servant sword saint brigade would not have been able to fight back if he had been shot in the bump with that streak of fire.

"Hmm, you're fighting quite an interesting battle, Lord."

"It's not funny. This is what I had to do with Trott's Sword Saints Brigade. Against Kensei, who overthrew the quantity with quality, he again had to take the tactic of overwhelming it with quantity"

Mr. Deane leans a little lonely.

"If you're aiming for less dead, surely a battlefield rule called Kensei isn't bad. But Celesta, who doesn't have such a brigade, can't even admire it. I really had to win that war and incorporate Trot's industrial capabilities to risk Celesta being attacked by the Affilm Empire."

…………

"Besides, I didn't want my men to die. So I had to contend with Kensei, who could contain the dead from the ground up, with a flying tool that wouldn't let the dead" on his side "

Mr. Deane whines to mock himself.

"... I'm selfish. Someone will make a combat system that can slaughter us more unilaterally to counter the Crossbow squad sooner or later. But still, I had to defend my realm. It still is. I punch myself in with force to protect my hometown..."

Sigh.

"I don't want anyone in my body killed, I just want to live happily ever after, but it's something that won't stay. Maybe the little best will be the great evil."

…………

To be honest, I thought Mr. Deane was a battle genius, but on the other hand, I thought he was someone who was just a stupid part of drowning in love.

But even that. Even that attitude of drowning in love and clinging to love.

Perhaps with the use and continuation of this man's fighting talent, I thought it was on the line of an enlarged bottle of fear and anxiety to lose.

This man is too pure compared to his talents and appearance. Even though I could still balance out if I could be something uglier, less reflective, and evil, I would look stupid because I can only be sincere.

But that purity didn't seem negligible to me.

"... Mr. Deane, I'm an idiot, and I can't say this about a talented person. I don't think Mr. Deane was wrong. I think we're happy to have Mr. Deane protected by his powers and measures."

"... well.... Right. It may be hard to be proud that you've overturned history."

"Aren't you regretting what you did to help someone by denying them the value of their help? We'll probably thank Mr. Deane for protecting us when we die."

I think of a moment when I will one day, somewhere like this desert, die watching the frozen stars.

Even if that extraction was Mr. Deane's mistake, would I resent her?

... I wouldn't resent it. You will die leaving only a little untrained on the spot, appreciating the fact that she would have tried to operate us safely until that moment.

"And we're trying to help someone, aren't we? You're going to save the future of the people you've been exposed to and the oasis colony, to protect the minister, aren't you? That must not be a mistake. I think it's something worth helping."

"... right. Sorry."

Mr. Deane leaned against my shoulder, like hitting a long ear.

"But don't make me imagine the moment you die. You're gonna be bitter."

"... it made me a little bitter too. I don't want to die yet."

Hold Mr. Deane's head gently, pounding as Lila just did to Jeanne, and slap gently.

"Ho. What atmosphere do you make?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no."

We'll be ripped off by a swollen selenium with a glitchy lila.

"Whatever Deane does. If you're going to the woods, there's a good way."

"Huh?"

"Tomorrow evening we'll be out on the desert edge of the southeast."

"That's convenient..."

It takes two weeks to get to the nearest southern desert edge, no matter how straight you walk.

I can't believe it's even more diagonal.

"Ho. Who are you guys going to be talking to?

…………

"I'm Black Dragon.... I'm not going to lose every dragon in the sky, am I?

Take an exit hidden under a desert rock, out into the desert at night.

The sky, which was quite high from the Dragon Palace, is now really right around the corner.

"I'd really like to follow you to that forest territory, too. I have to close Dragon Palace when Andy keeps me there. I mean, it's hard for a treasure to get into the hands of a stranger, so we have to seal it. Let's just send it today."

"You, be kept or something. Come on. You want me to keep the dragon as a soldier?

"Then will I be kept?

"I can't do that either."

"Then you'll have to keep me. Say something different."

Is there only one of them?

"What, you're no different than a human woman with a strong arm just a little bit in this look. It's a gift to have a woman. I'm jealous to show her off to the collar."

…………

I wonder how far I'm supposed to be in Lila.

"Why don't you make my share by the next time?

"Mmm."

Selene is staring at Lila. Lyla glanced at Niyanya as she stripped off her clothes.

"No matter how much you stare at me, you can owe me from now on. I can't disagree."

"Ugh..."

Lila spread her hands as she exposed her naked body to the desert beneath the moon and softened her hair to a gentle breeze.

Stay down.

"Huh."

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

The moment I hear Lyla's whispering spell, the hoof and its nakedness disappear.

And there's a feeling of consciousness flying for a moment, the next moment.

Zzzzzzzzz!!

"Whoa whoa!?

"Ha ha!?

"Fuck!!

Like blocking the moon, a dragon about ten times bigger than Fei Long appeared in the desert.

"Ho. Didn't you tell me to stay down"

I can definitely hear Lyla from above my head at us poking buttcakes on the ground as the dust dances.

"It's been a while since I traded my phantoms.... I'm excited to fly this moon and night. Get in. Get in."

Black dragon offering tail. Maybe 50m from tail to head.

The sentiment that I couldn't believe I was committing such a legendary creature just came up now and I was a little freaked out. If that bothers you, I'll be alone.

"Jeanne, I asked you to stay away. I think I'll be back at dawn the day after tomorrow."

"Ugh... Ten chiefs, it's often goodbye. Come back on your way home."

"Wow, okay."

I stroke Jeanne a little tearful and I crawl up Lila's back. Next to it, Selene runs up to skip, and Mr. Deane jumps straight and jumps on board. Me and Angelos were the only ones crawling up like cockroaches.

"We're not cool."

"Don't tell me... I was just deciding not to think"

Then he crawled up and fastened his body with a leather string to the toge on his back just in case.

"Nice."

"Ho.... then yuck!!

With a tall voice, one barks in the desert.

The black dragon wings its judgment and huge wings toward the moon and slowly rises.

"... but are you glad I left Jeanne with something to leave me?

"Ho. You know how strong that kid is. How trustworthy of you."

"But she's so small..."

"What are you talking about? That's like 25 years old."

"Shh!?

You're my age!?

"... was one thing above me, with that"

Angelos, you were younger than me!?

... Why should I be surprised how many hundreds of meters above the desert have nothing to do with an inspiring location.

(cont 'd)