Speaking of which I didn't expect it to be awkward, it's a lie.

I'll knock out enemies like the B-rank Adventurers throwing a party and knocking them out with one blow. We could have defeated the demonic army opponents who even burned their hands in the army, so I thought we could accomplish such impossible things.

But...

When the blow of my unleashed slash hits the right belly of the dragon, many scales fly, and a splashed blood splash dyes the grass around me red, but it hasn't resulted in fatal injuries.

Hull's unleashed blow was fired at the belly of the dragon, but it was blocked by the forefoot and couldn't do any damage.

Damn, he was becoming a Tengu.

"Wow! The dragon is strong on the back scales, so if you're going for it, even though it's Theory who's going for the thin part of the scales in the middle of his belly, you're not going to cut every scale!

Stella exclaimed excitedly, out of the hidden bushes.

Oh, my stomach is weak, do I have to aim there if I'm supposed to?

That was a blind spot.

"Master, I'm coming!

At the same time Hal screams, the dragon wings the big wings that grew from its back - what a huge lifting of that giant.

(Whoa, whoa, whoa! It's a physical anomaly to lift a giant with those wings, no matter how much!

If you're not gonna fly, what's the wing on your back for? They might ask, but I blah blah blah, I didn't think it was the wings growing on the back of the dragon.

Unlike Wyburn, where there are no forelegs, there are two proper hind legs and two forelegs in the dragon. Then the wing on the back, there's no way the wing evolved from the hand - I thought that was the evolutionary scapula.

No, it's a lie. I don't think so.

But it's true I thought it was an accessory to the point of wind at best.

(That's medium speed)

To some extent, I thought to myself about a bronze dragon opponent that was rising and falling sharply.

And then he jumped big and jumped on the back of that dragon.

"You have to be careful because the scales on your back are stiff -"

That's what I said, on the back of a rising dragon, I waved my sword down.

I bounced off a few scales and poked deep.

The dragon slams and tries to shake me off, but the sword that pierces me deeply never falls out. And if it's my grip, I'll never get my hands off that sword.

I pulled my sword forward with strength.

Not to slay, the sword is pierced sideways, so if it's for cleavage purposes, you have to shift it sideways.

"Master!!!!"

I heard Hal screaming, but his voice kept getting farther and farther.

The dragon has risen. Towards the far height of heaven.

As the dragon crossed the woodland crown of the trees and popped out into a cloudless sky, I felt like I was singling out the sun.

Beyond the forest is a prairie that extends on one side - the territory of Dacat, and on the other side, perhaps the territory of Corat, the land of red soil. More than that, it took Kasumi to get a good look at it.

(different world...... what the hell, this is the place. This is Azawald, right?)

I've been thinking I'm crazy lately. I really don't know how much for Marina's friends, but I can't believe they're challenging their dragon opponents to fight, and I don't know if the reason is for Matatabi.

And to dispel that discomfort, for some reason, I act like this, and I'm here.

"I - I wonder what you want to do in this world -"

I shrugged like that, feeling the wind on my skin.

Recently, there are days when I don't recall anything in Japan, and maybe Miri, who I thought was more important than myself, just like Hal.

My wish is to just live in peace with Hal and Caro and now Marina and Pioneer.

But why would I be involved in a case like this?

Why do you stick your neck in the case yourself?

Even in this case, on the other side of Six Stars and Stella's certainty, I have a feeling something happened.

By the way, what the hell am I gonna do?

Are we gonna get involved again?

I looked at the dragon at my feet and smiled.

And I believed in the power of the dragon and opened my mouth.

The dragon lands in its original location, including a slow descent. Hal enters the battle scene, but I took control of her attack with a hand gesture.

The dragon slowly ascended and flew away into the sky, confirming that I had descended.

"Are you sure you don't want to chase me? He said he'd make weapons out of dragon material."

Dropping off the departing dragon, Hal asked. I shake my head to the side.

"He dropped a few scales, and more importantly, he fought with dignity."

That time, that bronze dragon was just looking at me. Even though I was aware of Hal lying next to me, Marina who unleashed the arrow, and the presence of Stella and Caro who were hiding, I have been the only one who has narrowly targeted and challenged the fight.

"That dragon seemed pretty smart when he saw how to fight the first time, but after I attacked him, he just foolishly took a ride with me. Besides, they gave me the best view."

So I tried to negotiate with the dragon on the sky.

The difference in strength is clear, isn't it? If I had been serious here, I could have pierced my neck when I jumped on it.

If you admit to losing, land slowly where you came from. Then I'll miss you.

Then the dragon descended really slowly. If the words didn't make sense, I almost had to land them with strength.

When I saw the departing dragon, I smiled small.

I've thought a lot about it, but I want to be happy in the end. I think that would be fine if I could be happy.

If I could be happy with Hal, Caro, Marina, Pioneer and the... loved ones, so be it.