I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

I also paragraph one case with Mr. Zwei and look around the festival again. But you're kind of running into a lot of people today...... some people met Mr. Forth for the first time named Mr. Zwei.

"I say there are three times that there are times... and you feel like you're going to run into someone again"

"Uh-huh, normally, it's rare to meet someone I know in such a large venue ~"

"There, well, you should be called Mr. Stone Fast Man,"

"Cui!"

"Oh, good morning, Lynn."

"Cuk ~"

As I walked in conversation with Dr. Fier and Mr. Noyne, Lynn, who was taking a nap, woke up. You look so cute peeking at my face from my clothes and knobbing.

As she stroked Lynn's head like that and advanced her legs, she was called out by the pretense.

"Oh? Isn't that Lord Miyama, hello... it's an honor to meet you, though by chance"

"... to?

... Isn't Flag Recovery Too Fast? Really, why are you and I getting to know each other in this huge venue today... Ri... that?

Turning to those who spoke out in surprise at the odd edge...... there stood a man who had never seen him there.

"... well, which one is it?

Beautifully sturdy about 2m with glossy black long hair wrapped in one piece behind the neck. The skin was shallow and dark and seemed to be very strong, combined with the muscles that were just ripped off.

Seriously, who? Oh, no, you haven't seen him again? Give me a break... because I'm already full of Mr. Vols and Mr. Zwei today...

With that in mind, when asked the dreaded man, the man pounded his hand after coming to a slightly contemplative look.

"... Oh, speaking of which, you never looked like this." Fafnil. "

"Huh? Yeah, yeah!? Huh, Mr. Fafnir!?

Huh? This man, Mr. Fafnir? Mr. Fafnir, the giant dragon with that 100m or so?

"We are now changing ourselves in the magic of humanization"

"I see..."

The magic of humanization...... indeed in fantasy it can be called iron plate magic in iron plate. In fact, when I look at it this way, I'm stunned at how far that giant dragon will change.

"Whoa, it's Fafnil. Long time no see."

"This is Lord Fia, we're out of time. Was Lord Noin with you?"

"Yes, it's been a while. Dear Fafnir."

"Yes, Lord Noyne seems to be doing well, more importantly."

Mr. Fafnir sends an unimaginably polite greeting from an appearance such as a muscularly colored black man. It may be a rude story, but the gap with appearance is amazing.

No, well, Mr. Fafnir was originally polite......

"... What's Fafnir doing here?

"Is that me? By the life of Master Magnawell, we are guiding you through the" Monster Race for the Six Kings Festival Special Edition "that lies ahead."

"... is this a special edition monster race?

"Yes, but Lord Miyama had seen the monster race of the Alcresian Empire, right? The special Monster Race is a collection of only 'demons who have recorded divisional victories and excellence in the year'."

... does it feel like a fight between champions? That sounds exciting. I mean, is it my fault... somehow, I feel like I know someone at that venue.

Specifically, the one who's disappearing behind me right now...

"I think it will be a promising race, so if Lord Miyama seems to be able to afford your time, make sure you go"

"Ah, yes. Thank you."

"No, then I'm at your disposal, so now - oh?

"Cuh!? Cuy!! Cucuy!!

"Ri, Lynn!? What's the matter, suddenly?

Lynn jumped out of my clothes for some reason at a time when Mr. Fafnil tried to bow his head to us and then return to the guidance job.

Lynn turns to Mr. Fafnil and feels like he's shouting something, but not intimidating. It's more like he's asking something...

"Isn't that Lindblum? Hmm...... apparently 'as I say', firmly 'eating magical caged ingredients'. It's much more magical than before."

"Cuk! Cuk! Curcucure!!"

"I know what it's like to do... 'It's not enough yet'. So, not yet."

"Cu... k to..."

"You don't need to be depressed. The magic is growing considerably faster than I assumed...... I wonder how good they are eating. At that rate, it should reach its target magic within a short distance."

I don't fully understand Lynn's words, so I don't know what he was saying to Mr. Fafnil... but the emotion of being depressed by sensitive magic has been conveyed.

Lynn bowed her head in a depressed manner and then flew in with a pat and dived into my clothes again.

"... Um, Mr. Fafnir? Do you know Lynn?

"Yes, there were a few days since I left as a help for the Feilong flight, until Lord Miyama picked it up. As the same dragon species, I consulted a little bit."

"Consultation? That's..."

"Cuk!? Cu, cu! Cuckoo!!"

"Huh? Ri, Lynn?

When I was concerned about how Lynn was depressed and asked, I started screaming desperately for something right after Lynn looked like she was in a panic.

And when I heard that, Mr. Fafnil had a smiling bitterness before bowing his head to me.

"Ha, I'm sorry, Lord Miyama. Apparently Lindblum wants to keep it a secret."

"Really... Lynn, don't tell me?

"Cui! Huh!

"Okay, okay. I'm not gonna ask you any more."

I care, but I don't like Lynn, so I decide not to ask any more. Mr. Fafnir was staring at us like that with tender eyes.

Dear Sir, Mother, Father - Apparently there seemed to be some unexpected reason why Lynn wanted the fruit of the world tree from time to time because she was a favorite. Not that I can't imagine, but, well, for now - let's wait for Lynn to tell us.