Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

Gülier's hand grabs the pawn and rests it on the board without getting lost.

"Mmm."

On one hand of that gullier, an adversary sitting across the street moaned small.

Time is running out as it is.

"Throw it."

And the opponent threw without moving the pawn.

"No. I was quite confident in my arms, but when I was overwhelmed so far without my skin, it was the other way around."

The words seem to be uttered from the heart, not to hide remorse, and the opponent has a pleasant grin when he says he has lost.

Opponent, Fodoui reached out to return the pawn on the board to its initial position.

"You still gonna do this?

Gülier asks Fodoui, who tries to continue the match as a delight, in a somewhat fed up voice.

I'm here to see Sariel, but it's the old man in front of me who's been making me play the game opponent all the time.

"There's plenty of time, so I can't punish you for using it for an old man who's a little bit old and short."

Sure enough, Gullier, the dragon, has plenty of time.

Even if we dated until Fodoui was satisfied, I don't think he wasted his time.

The feeling of time is different between dragons and humans in the first place.

A human lifetime is a moment for a dragon.

Humans see time as finite, but dragons see time as infinite.

That's what he says, old fashioned. He can still serve as an opponent for the rest of his time.

In particular, Gürier looked at Fodoui and thought he might survive even though he said he was a short old man.

Gülier gave up and decided to continue with Fodoui's opponent.

It's a board game that you two have been playing against for a long time.

Close to chess and chess where we say it on Earth.

However, the difference is that there are many different types of pawns compared to them, and the plate is more complex because of its wide surface.

That's why it takes a long time to fight.

Professional battles last five days.

This is also the seventeenth battle.

Of course, there's no way you can end up in a day that many times.

Gürier asked to see Sariel for a few days, and every time he did, he was competing against Fodoui.

The purpose of Fodoui is clear.

I'm trying not to let Juliet and Sariel meet.

Everyone will realize what it's all about if it's so obvious.

And even though Gülier knows it, he just has to ride the thoughts of the old man in front of him.

That's what I've been doing.

If we don't show this sincerity, we won't gain Fodoui's credibility.

I can see Sariel if I want to.

No matter how much Fodoui interferes, there is no way to stop Gürier, the dragon.

But you can't do that.

Gülier must be recognized by the old man in front of him.

Not as a dragon, but as someone with the same eye.

If we don't convince this old man on the same mound, I'm sure he doesn't deserve to see the same thing as Saliel.

That's what Gülier thinks.

"Mmm."

I've already won the game without skin.

He said, "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

"Waiting and other outlaws. There are few occasions in my life where I have waited but it works. That's why humans are afraid to make mistakes."

If you ask me, Fodoui reminds me that he never waited.

"But humans make mistakes. Mistakes really happen. We have built up that mistake, laid down rules to avoid making new mistakes, and made a few fewer mistakes. Human history is the history of mistakes. And there is now a lesson in that history. Still, you can't go wrong."

Fodoui moves the pawn, overlapping words.

Soon Gullier moves the pawn and the order turns to Fodoui again.

But Fodoui went into a long thought and his hand stopped for a while.

"And I didn't overlap defeat in vain again either. I have defeated, failed, and each time I have learned that as a lesson. Let's use that lesson and hit this one!

Fodoui proclaims in high spirits and moves the pawn.

In contrast, Gülier moved his own pawn to seal that hand without intermittent hair.

"... no matter how you make no mistake, that doesn't lead to the best. This is a good example of that."

"Things are like that."

As I found out after seventeen fights, a man named Fodoui turns his mouth around well anyway.

He talks in the midst of a wide range of games, from chatter that doesn't matter to inclusion that makes Gürier shrivel.

"Language is also said to be man's greatest invention. Human history is also the time that we've been screwing around with reason."

"No, that's crazy"

I'm rarely caught in smoke because I start saying things that are hard to tell if I'm serious or joking like this.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Because there is an absolute dragon, we humans have not done anything to rely on force. The last thing you say is force, but the battle with your mouth to get there was the key. You twist your reason around, and how do you say who you're dealing with? That's all I've been doing, and that's how I got my mouth shut."

"Don't blame history for your poor mouth. And I don't want you to blame our dragons for insignificance."

Fodoui laughs joyfully, as opposed to Gullier, who is fed up with his face.

"Totally. I'm afraid for that diminishing mouth"

"I don't feel like losing all this."

Words I said with sarcasm were also gently relayed, and Fodoui moved the pawn with a rather good face.

Gulier immediately moves the pawn and makes him pull in that good face.

"I don't feel like losing the game, but I don't feel like I can beat you with my mouth."

"I guess. After all, thinking spins at different speeds in humans and dragons. No matter how many times I've probably tried, it's impossible to beat you in a game. Strange stuff. You say it's an area where you use the same head, but in the game you don't see me win, and in the argument I don't feel like losing. Dragons are better at simple computational skills, but do you mean humans are better at it in terms of little cunning?

Fodoui stares at the plate surface and still looks somewhere delightful.

"There is no question that dragons are great. But no matter how great the dragon is, there is no inferior part to any other creature. The dragon has no human cunning. Because it's strong without it. Even if you don't have to pretend like a human being or use your cowardly hands, you will take victory over most of your opponents simply by confronting them with dignity. That's why I didn't have to be petty. But that's dragon neglect. I shrug my legs at human despicability because I insult them as inferior. Yeah, like there's a dragon in front of me right now struggling to match his own mortal mound in my truck."

Even Fodoui speaks with pleasure.

Even though he says he is victorious on the board, Gülier is savored by Fodoui's irresistible sense of defeat.

It's all in front of you, as if you're dancing on the palm of a fragile old man that's not enough to take from a dragon's point of view.

And judging by looking at it objectively, it's unlimited right.

Being a dragon, I am impressed with an inferior creature called a human being.

"Humans are cowardly. And more stupid than the dragon thinks. Even though we have accumulated mistakes in history and are learning to do so, we still make mistakes. Wrong or wrong. Besides, it's something that makes you cunning every time you make a mistake about poor quality, so the damage is greater when you make a mistake. It's a lesson to reduce the damage. Funny stuff."

While rolled over the palm of his hand, he still thinks that Gülier will face Fodoui with a human eye, because this is a kind of test.

its passing test, to face Sariel.

"While you are a dragon, you have learned something called the human perspective. It's hard to say that you probably still really understood human beings. Like I said, a human being is a lot dumber than a dragon thinks. Lord Sariel has always faced that stupidity"

Fodoui moves the pawn.

Gülier moved his pawn where Fodoui would or would not let go of the pawn.

"Throw it."

Fodoui admits his defeat with a sunny look.

"God and man. If you have both of those perspectives, you may be able to make a difference to Master Sariel. You can no longer do it in humans. Don't be a god just because. Unless you are God, but you can understand people"

That's the utmost advice the loser sends to the winner.

And wishes.

"Regards, Master Sariel"

Gulier returned neither affirmation nor denial to the sincere wishes of the old man.