Legend

The city of Gilm on the border. There was a mass prosecution of spies in the city about two weeks ago, so the guards at the main gate were seriously checking the surroundings as it snowed.

Snow accumulation has already reached nearly 10 cm, as winter is already entering the brisk season and snow is repeatedly falling and stopping this morning.

Exactly in that situation there is no such thing as travellers and merchants coming to the city, and no one is coming into the city today, even though it is already after noon, and they are not out of the city. I borrowed it from Langa, who is both in that condition and the captain of the guard... I was more of a guard guarding my surroundings while withstanding the cold with a coat of pressed magic items, but even such guards could not realize its existence.

Because it was the ground that the guards were looking around, and it was the sky that its presence was progressing. And at the same time, it would have been extremely difficult for the guards to find their presence even if they looked up into the sky. Anyway, it was only about 20 cm long.

"Cu, cu"

Its existence, flying with cute ringing, was like deforming a dragon with a smaller dragon if it were to be expressed in a terminal way. Wing the small feathers and shake the tail about 5 cm to go in the air. Even though it is so small, the speed of flying through the sky is usually faster than running in a horseback riding class, if anyone had seen its existence, they would have doubted their eyes.

"Cu!"

A dragon-like creature that, as it rings, notices that the city of Gilm, visible at the end of its gaze, grows bigger naturally and rings with joy.

That was clearly not the appearance of a normal monster, or a natural dragon.

Dragon children are usually watching until their parents grow up to some extent because of their hidden power and their small fighting power because they are young. Yes, if you're a dragon the size of a flying toward the city of Guild, you're definitely under the protection of your parents first.

However, despite its size, this dragon was flying to its destination at a speed that normal young dragons would not be able to get out. Wrap cloth around that body as if it were clothes.

"Cuuuuuuu"

A young dragon thrilled to finally reach over the city of Gilm, ringing briefly.

The lucky thing at this time would have been that the connection covering the city had already been lifted because it had been about two weeks since the spy riots. Most importantly, because the young dragon is capable of sensing magic, if there were any kind of connection, it would have used some other means to enter the city.

"Cu!"

Normally relieved to be able to descend into the city, the young dragon went down to the city of Gilm when it rang briefly.

To do the work I was commanded to do.

"... I see. I knew there were a lot of high ranking monsters in the ocean."

Wheat pavilion at dusk. As he lay down in that private bed, Ray was reading a book from the bookstore the day before that that said "Monster Dae-won (Sea Edition)".

Unlike on the ground, monsters in the sea that have no or few natural enemies of monsters are often of high rank. Of course, there's not much to dispute between monsters, but still the absence of an adventurer is basically one of the key factors that a high-ranking monster named the ocean is developing its own ecosystem.

"With that said, you said the Thunder God axe was sent as a powerful monster crusade reinforcement in this port town before. Sure enough, Elaine was with me then."

Whimpering, I remember the faces of the three Axes of Thunder God.

Rodos defeated Blue Caterpillar with Ray about half a month ago, but the work of a man who should be seen as the axe successor of Thunder God was plundered by the brilliant escort carriage raid that day. As for Rhodos, I would have honestly felt subtle.

I was thinking about it that way Ray, but I notice there was a part of the fuzz that I was curious about in the current topic. Axe of the Thunder God. Sea. Monster. And...

"... Shit"

Close the book you had accidentally and cover your face with your right hand as it is.

(Ara told me, I totally forgot about writing to Elaine)

More than half a month after returning from the city of Barr to the city of Gilm. I completely forgot about the letter that Ara asked me to write when I left the city.

"I'll write it now and I'll make it, okay?

Paper for writing letters and inkless pens, which are also a type of magic item, are among the mysteries.

As for the pen, it was previously bought in the grocery store for my interest, and I decided that the paper would be of some use again, so I bought it away.

I mean, you can write as soon as you want to. I just don't know how long it will take to deliver it. If this was right back in the city of Gilm, there were merchants and pedestrians who thought about collecting and purchasing the merchandise before it was completely winter, but now they have also left the city of Gilm. In other words, it is utterly unknown when it will reach Elaine, even if I write to her from now on. It is also possible that it will arrive after the war with the Bestian Empire if you do poorly. That means you'll be reunited with Elaine sooner than the letter arrives...

"That's why I don't have a choice not to participate in the war with the Bestian Empire."

It was obvious that if I made it into a ray that has hit me with the Bestian Empire more than once before, I would be in danger if this country lost to the Bestian Empire here, and that I don't care if the Bestian Empire turns its hand from behind and puts its hand around me. This city of Gilm was where Ray and Seto stumbled out of the Devil's Forest, but now it's a city they like irrelevantly anymore. And most importantly...

"If it's war, Elaine, known as the Princess General, will definitely be on the battlefield first."

Elaine's beauty is enough to make Ray fall in love with herself. If the kingdom of Mireana were to lose to the Bestian Empire, it would be more beautiful than ever, and with a manly, crisp body. Even more so, you won't have to think about what kind of treatment it would be to just the opponent who has stumbled upon the Bestian Empire more than once. Being executed as a war criminal is still a good idea, and if you do it badly, you could be consoled by the soldiers for previous remorse. Alternatively, the experiments of the Alchemists who developed the Warcraft Soldier as a being who completed the ritual of inheritance using the Enchanted Dragon's Demon Stone.

"You can't let me."

The look on Elaine's face as Rin Princess General, floating behind her brain. Or a slightly red-dyed and illuminated look on your cheek. And...

Ray reaching for his own lips.

Only once, but overlaid with my own lips, those lips.

"What are you thinking, I... I don't think so, now I'm talking about the letter."

Wake your torso up on the bed and remove the paper and pen from the misting.

"I don't care if I write to you for now... Now, what should I do"

It was Ray who originally lived in the countryside behind the mountains. I hardly ever had a chance to write a letter, and I barely exchanged emails because I live in a place where mobile waves are difficult to reach. It was only natural to speak directly if there was any contact.

If you are lost in the contents of the letter that way for a few minutes, you feel something and look toward the window.

"... Dragon, huh?

Unexpectedly grumbling Ray. Anyway, I'm only about 20 cm long staring at myself with circular eyes with wings out the window. Its shape is definitely a dragon, but no matter how many dragons it is so small, all it feels is adorability, not a threat.

"Cu?"

A dragon that, as I said, rings small, finally noticed. Do you want me to keep the window open, stick my red-leaved palm to the window with a pet many times.

……

Even though I was confused by the trick, just because I didn't think that a dragon this size would be hostile to me, I get close to the window and unlock it, even though I doubt it.

"Cu!"

He finally opened it, and the dragon, about 20 cm long, went into the room through the window, and no, he jumped with his wings winged at Ray all the time.

"Huh!?

I don't think the little dragon is just a normal monster, and I take it as I hesitate to attack it.

"Cuh, cuh!

Was it a pleasure to be taken by Ray, the dragon rubbing his face as he sounded happy?

The look somewhere resembles that of rubbing your face when Seto is sweet, stroking the head of the dragon while feeling slightly uncomfortable...

"... hmm?

I notice that the cloth is wrapped around its body to adhere perfectly to it.

"Is this...?

"Cuh!"

I guess the dragon noticed that too. Ring briefly and point your back at Ray.

"You mean untie this cloth?

"Cu!"

Exactly, and a dragon that nods over and over again.

After seeing how it goes, Ray realizes once again that the dragon in front of him understands his words perfectly.

(Dragons that are so smart so far in the state of the young dragon, or are they normal? Or, naturally, if a dragon understands a person's language, it should be a dragon of considerable level. Why would a dragon child come to me?

While I remember the doubt, I unravel the cloth that is surrounding the torso of the young dragon a few times. Then there was one envelope in that cloth.

Dragons, envelopes. These pieces combine rapidly in Ray's head.

"No way!?

The person who passed the back of his brain was the one he had been thinking about until a few minutes ago. And as if to prove it, the envelope was waxed with a certain crest.

And Ray, naturally, looked familiar to the crest. Its crest is diagonally combined with a rose and sword over the dragon's face. That's because it was engraved into a certain aristocratic carriage that I rode when I went to the dungeon. I mean...

"Elaine, huh?"

"Cu!"

Correct! A young dragon waving a short tail, as though to say.

Even as I unwittingly loosen my cheeks to that appearance, I cleave the sealed part of the seal with a misrill knife I removed from the mysterious ring and retrieve the letter inside.

For a moment when I took out the letter, it was definitely the smell of the perfume Elaine was wearing.... Even for that perfume, it was the only thing I had smelled before Elaine left the city of Gilm, when I was putting it on when I exchanged mouths with Ray. The fragrance remained strong in Ray's brain only because of his vivid memory.

Ray spreads the letter as he remembers it that way and reads it slowly.

"Dear Lord Ray,

It's not uncommon to write a document to submit to your boss, including the Knights Commander, but this is the first time I've written to a private acquaintance in this way. There may be a lot of misconduct for this, but it helps me to meditate my eyes around it.

Well, I was very surprised to hear that Ray and Arla had reunited in the city of Barr. As far as I can tell from Ara, she had an epidemic of Devil's Fever, but I'm a little worried Ray might not be infected. Most importantly, I'm talking about demonic fever not being infected if it has some magic power, and I hear Ray spent a week uninfected in the city of Barr in the first place, but I'm still worried. I hope there are no physical abnormalities.

Anyway, I heard that Ara talked about the letter when Ray returned from the city of Barr to the city of Gilm, and I was also interested in the letter and this is the very existence I decided to write about.

It's a different story, but it's after Ray and I broke up in the city of Gilm. The Viscount Sails family was largely taken over by the Knights of the Duke of Kelevel, but still some of them apparently took refuge in the Bestian Empire. The story is that there was no sign of Ver in it, but first of all, there's no doubt that he's also fleeing to the Bestian Empire. I'll make him see that I pay the price for betrayal. What did the presence of the man who deceived us for so long and took Custe's life? You will know that for yourself. Because this is what I have to do as Elaine Kelevel, who couldn't spot the existence of Ver.

You're getting a little heavy. Let's change the story.

I think I remember inheriting the Enchanted Dragon's Demon Stone on the altar of inheritance, but now I concentrate my training on using that power. Physical abilities are gradually but surely increasing, and magic is similarly amplified. It's hard to use those powers, but I'm sure I feel rewarded for it. Also, dragon language magic that can only be used by those with dragon magic. It takes time to acquire this because there are just a few materials, but it is gradually gaining ground.

Even with regard to the little dragon that would have carried this letter, it is a being created from my magic using dragon-language magic. I named him Yellow once in terms of his name. They can only be small dragons like this because they are not used to it yet, but when they become proficient in dragon language magic, they can eventually create a more splendid dragon. That said, the dragon is not a real creature. It is only what my magic shapes in a pseudo way, a pseudo creature, and I would say a kind of user demon. It seems to acquire some special abilities, although accidental, because it is a being created with all my current magic powers. I'll show you later. Most of all, it is low enough to say that none of us have the effect of expressing that special ability or the ability to attack. Am I still training around here, too? Even if it's a special ability of the Yellow, it's almost like it was obtained by chance close to an accident.

I'm looking forward to it because if you let me have Ray's written letter, he'll carry it to me.

Well. I've written it for a long time, but let's just say it's time to put the brush down.

Perhaps in the spring we'll see each other, but I want you to stay breathless until then.

From Elaine Kelevel, With Love '