Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Guided by the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento and stepping into the castle, Yut, once again, was blinded by the sight.

The luxurious interior is luxurious on the back of a clear white Asian exterior.

The vast entrance, floors, walls and ceilings, were all covered in gold. The only exception is the bright red carpet underfoot. Conditioners such as sheet-metal armor (plate armor) and chandeliers also shine golden and are decorated with colorful gems.

"This... surprised you"

"Not at all."

First sight Alsace and Yut face each other with surprise and emotion.

Yut recalls the Palace of Knowledge God that he visited several times in his dreams, but seems similar and still different. Something like pulling majesty out of it, overlapping luxury.

It's easy to say no to being abusive, but no longer, such an area was transcendent. Once so thorough, criticism and praise make no sense.

I'm just overwhelmed.

"Huh."

Perla Vent in human form who observes well how those two are doing. Not only do they store treasures, but they also seem to prefer to show off.

"No. I think it would have been nice to have some more of this."

"No, Larsia. The property is just enough to fit in an infinite storage bag. That's the trick to being happy."

"Oh, my God."

"No, no. What are you convinced of? Burglars are fierce. You Tyrone, as always, don't say shit."

"It's not Tyrone -. It's Ritna, it's Ri-T-Na. Minutes of God (Avatar), but they have different personalities."

"Either way, it's an unpleasant creature!

Although it bears the name of an infinite storage bag, there are capacity limitations for once. Therefore, it is not a declaration to take away all the roots...

"I've never reached the capacity limit of an infinitely stored bag before."

"Next time, why don't we pack some dirt and sand out of the carriage railroad construction?

To Yut's crush, Arcia returns the suggestion.

It's a totally pointless act, but she may also be in the language of the meadow race (Magner).

On this matter, Parra Vento's statement seemed correct.

"Come on, Red Fire Dragon will show you straight away. Shut up and follow me."

"... Yut, can I attack you now?

"Yeah. Let's try harder"

Jonah's patience seems to have reached its limits quickly.

Being as big as making a confirmation, Yut took on the Albino girl on her shoulder, feeling her growth smudged. It's like carrying a rice bag instead of a shoulder car, but he looks happy.

"Damn, Yut... What happens when a child is born"

"There, I need a woman to hold on"

"Exactly."

While the alliance between the spouses and Ritna is signed but threatening, Yut still follows Parra Vento with Yona.

A march that only seems alarmed by the sight, but, in fact, vigilance is not neglected. It just doesn't make sense to be nervous about someone who doesn't feel hostile or harmful.

If anything happens, we'll deal with it immediately.

As it was, it went through equally luxurious corridors and through several rooms - rooms that were like turning gold into platinum or amber - and the Yuts reached during dinner.

Come on, sit down.

There, the castle fortress of Falve was not only larger than any room in the royal castle of Sejour.

A long table is placed at its center about 10 meters, but I don't find it strange and cold. At the same time as entering the room, music plays from nowhere, and the lighting is warm and soft.

The luxury of the room seems to be diminishing, albeit golden. However, there is also the possibility that my eyes are simply used to it, so I can't be sure.

"Okay?" It is supper. Tonight, it is a feast of flowers' "

"Wow."

Who would have uttered that surprise?

Parra Vento, who confirmed that the vertigo had arrived at her seat, said the words (test words) without waiting for a reply at the same time as she had taken her seat.

Then, the table shines, and at the next moment, silver dishes appear on the table for a number of people, various dishes.

"Is the table itself a magic device?"

"Heh heh heh. Come on, eat up first."

In the center of the table are placed some round-baked meats.

"Hmm..."

Though I don't know the kind at first glance, it's so huge a round roast that Exile makes an exclamation.

Parra Vento cuts it with a knife - closer to a knife than a dish - and puts it on the plate at hand. I stuck my knife in a piece of meat that was going to stick out of it.

The aristocratic lady's face collapsed, physically unlikely - but worthy of the dragon - her mouth opened wide and she wore it as it was.

In an instant the meat mass disappears from sight, chews and swallows.

It was a bright disappearance, like an odd trick.

"I can't lose"

"Do you have one that challenges the dragon with a big meal?"

"Yes. Here."

"Right..."

If you look at it, Valtrude as well as Exile are motivated. We should have finished dinner, but it doesn't seem to matter.

Larsia and Ritna, among others, are beginning to eat at My Pace amicably. Very, it doesn't seem like he was doing the math to steal it out.

When this happened, common sense people had to pull in. I don't have a different stomach.

Yut, along with Alcia and Alsace, gets to the point of not being rude.

Unlike Alcia's Feast Divine Feast, it doesn't seem to have any special effect. Also, it's not an elaborate dish but it tastes good.

Liquor can also be consumed indefinitely with Endless Decanter, a glass bottle that only contains red wine but never dries.

It may be inferior in the sense of format, but it was a sumptuous dinner.

"Kuku. I didn't know that human flair boasted a comparable diet to dragons."

"Huh. I need nourishment for two"

"It's not too soon, it..."

Well, I hear it's hard to eat when the meaning starts.

Maybe it's a good idea to have some fun while you're at it.

It was a yuut to think so, but in the end, Valtrude did not have a visit such as a period of loss of appetite.

"Well, I called the humans, nothing else"

Looks like we're getting down to business.

Yut waits for the words that go on correctly residing.

"Want to form an alliance of mutual defense? Little people, but if you are, there is no shortage."

Alliance of people and dragons. Probably an unparalleled story in the past.

Feeling everyone's attention, Yut ponders the purpose of Perla Vento.

What, is there an imminent threat and you want the strength to respond to it?

Or......

"What. I wasn't talking about asking Yut to marry me."

"Migi."

To an unexpected story, Parra Vent screamed like a trampled cat.

"Larsia, did you mean it"

"Of course, I mean it."

Seriously, I answer with the face that if I had, it would have been funny.

Ritna's attention, too, seems to have gotten over it, this in the spirit of this.

"Marriage... For once, it's failed. We have to proceed with caution..."

"I'm sorry."

"Why should I be refused if I haven't even proposed -!

After making a firm declaration of intent, Yut switches his head.

"Let's get back to it. I mean, are you telling me that the Red Fire Dragon is going to do the assistant knife when forces not in the Marquis of Istas have attacked?

"I don't know."

"Conversely, if an unsuccessful man appears to vandalize this aerial garden, must we help eliminate it?

"Exactly. Something difficult."

On behalf of Yut, who immerses himself in thought, Arcia tried to get a detailed story out of him.

As he enters that information, Yut further explores his opponent's intentions.

"I see. Once we have an alliance, we won't be able to attack this place. It leaves me in a paradoxical state of defending myself. Of course, we'll abide by it."

"Oh, that's the thing"

From Larsia, a convincing voice is raised. That would be important to Parra Vento.

But Yut himself, with that speculation in his mouth, doesn't seem convinced yet.

"But if that's all you need, it's just impenetrable. We don't even have to defend ourselves."

"A lot of distractions, and a bag of wisdom."

Pearla Vent laughed as she hid her mouth, her curly hair fluttering on both sides.

"Yut, that would be a simple story"

Valtrude, who swept away the fat around his mouth with a napkin, gazes at Yuut over a chunk of meat and says:

"We have no more intention of hostility to Parra Vento. Then there's nothing inconvenient about taking the hand to ask for help. Wouldn't you?

"Ask for help…"

"Right. Maybe that's why we went to the game."

The next person to raise his voice was, unexpectedly, Alsace.

"Neither do I, but for the first time in that game I knew the reality of the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vent. And if the Red Fire Dragon exists, so will the Aerial Garden Rimnus…"

"I see..."

That's a point of view not found in the Yuts who originally knew both existed.

In short, the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento seeks deterrence to keep the aerial gardens from being vandalized by humans.

"Huh. Oh, my God. Well, I took care of Dimensional Dragon, so I was just trying to shelter him."

But because of the dragon's insistence, Parra Vento doesn't want to admit it. Only, I would argue that this one is superior.

"Larsia, what do you think?

"Uh-huh. You need a lot of strength just to find this place and break in."

"Right. But you'll be where you are..."

"Mm, don't ignore me and talk to me."

"Sort of. As an exception, we're not here at all. I don't think they can compete head-on, but I think they can."

"Oh. Is there a versus dragon spell that hides itself? If you use the area, you can definitely go."

"That's it. Abominable!"

Suddenly, Pearla Vent slapped the magic table and yelled.

The pupil opens vertically like a reptile, because of excitement, or the tail peeking through the hem of a long skirt.

"All the dragons are my enemies. How do magicians (wizards) develop spells when they are invisible from dragons or only resistant to dragon attacks!

"I've heard that the spell the dragon used to fight his own people is based on."

"Aside from that, well, there's not necessarily a bunch of impudent people in this aerial garden who are like featherworms. Shall I give you the honor of retreating?"

Pearla Vento speaks with dignity and arrogance.

"Yut, if you do it, it won't rot behind you"

Yut will consider the offer again while trying to defeat Jonah to launch a pre-emptive strike to see if it has stunted his seizures.

For now, I can't feel the back. I guess the fact that Valtrude doesn't say anything actually does.

And mutually beneficial. It may be a fictitious name, but no one wants to turn both the Marquis Istas and the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento against their enemies.

Rather, the problem is not within, but outside.

"But... It's not good, is it?

"What is it?

Upon enquiry from Yut, Alsus tilted his neck, however, not knowing what he was being told.

"Is there a political problem with the Marquis Istas alliance with the Dragon, not the Royal Family?

"I would have been a while ago...... Now there's no one to dispute what the Isthmus will do."

"Finally, you got an understanding"

Valtrude meditates that he is emotional, but he will just be treated like a swelling. Alcia, too, is shaking her head beside Valtrude.

"Well, there are no more obstacles than forgiveness."

Valtrude concluded.

Yut, the housekeeper, only obeys his intentions.

"Ah. Except for one condition"

"What?"

"I want you to show me the treasure trove if there's anything I can use to defend it"

When I thought it was a sweet dessert, it was a very bitter fish bowel.

Perla Vento with such an unspeakable look.

I don't like it.

"Because I don't steal on my own"

"Absolutely, no!

"Fair enough."

After this, we explored the treasure trove carefully.

So when Yut finds a treasure piece (artifact) that he can use, he calls Woldan, the dragon engineer, and heads to the Dravaels' residence.

to fulfil mutual defence agreements.