Mushoku Tensei – Old Dragon’s Tale

Mountain in the centre of the continent, Ryu Ming Mountain.

There, as usual, one girl was carrying something with her pee.

It's Rosterina.

In Rosterina's huge barrel was a pile of meat.

Girls don't even know what meat is.

LaPlath took it and told the dragon to keep it.

The cave behind the house.

There was a giant dragon.

The dragon closed his eyes and slept with a glue and a loud breath.

"Mr. Dragon, Mr. Dragon, it's dinner!

He slowly opened his eyes as Rosterina called out to the dragon.

And when he did a great yawn, he stuck his neck into the bucket that was placed before him, and began to eat the meat that was inside him in a tiny bite.

Most of all, in places such as Chibi Little, the bite was equivalent to one meal of Rosterina.

Rostellina watched it, but eventually she got free, and started putting her hands in front of her.

"Mr. Dragon, listen to me. I asked your husband how to fight the Dragons! This is how we fight. Put it up like this, turn around to the side like this, with a piercing hand, here it is! Here! Then here's the thing with the goo! Yes!"

When Rosterina said so, she began to petite the toe of a meat-eating dragon while taking the difficult and daunting steps to say gorgeous.

When it comes to dragons, they don't even feel as much as a mosquito bite, they ignore it completely.

However, I moved the tip of my nails properly to see when I disturbed the little beings that were coming, or even a little bit to do with them.

It is a huge dragon.

The tip of the nail alone was as good as Rosterina's torso.

"Agoo!

Rostellina was bounced off her nails, gobbling and rolling down the ground.

"There he is... isn't it terrible..."

Rosterina was not injured.

She rose as she rubbed her back of her head, and, uh, something bothered her.

"... Mr. Dragon is bigger than any other Mr. Dragon"

Rosterina has seen the Red Dragon.

I mean, I've seen it before, or I see it on a daily basis.

There is a Red Dragon nest on the height of Mount Dragon, so if you look up into the sky, you can find it immediately.

Sometimes we swirl around the house, so sometimes we see it up close.

Although the red dragon that swirls around the house is quickly driven away by the dragon behind the house.

Mr. Dragon in front of me was pretty big compared to such a red dragon.

Physical fitness alone would be twice the average Red Dragon, and three times more if you spread your wings.

"The scales are beautiful red, the fangs are long, the tails are supple, the eyes are intelligent,"

When Rostellina said so, the dragon snorted huffy.

You know, I'm just saying.

"After all, is Mr. Dragon, like your husband, Mr. Dragon of the Dragon Realm?

That's what I asked, but the dragon didn't answer.

I'm just eating meat that looks good.

In the first place, dragons can't talk.

Although I seem to understand Rosterina's words......

"Oh, yeah!

So Rosterina remembered something.

I fell asleep in the middle of a conversation the other day.

If you listen to the rest of that story, or maybe you'll find out about the dragon.

As I recall, on auspicious days, Rostellina rushed out to the house.

Enter the house and go straight to your usual study.

Then again today, LaPlath was at his desk, writing something down in a heartbreak.

"Your husband! Master!

"Hmm? Oh, Rosterina? What's the matter with you? Didn't you just sleep earlier? Did you even have a scary dream?

"No, today was a fun dream to fly freely through the sky! More than that, my lord!

"What?

To Rostellina's appearance, LaPlath looked at her with a decent face.

"Let me hear the rest of the story in the meantime!

"Talk about this time?

"This is the story Master LaPlath has come to the Dragon World! Master LaPlath's life has been long, but he hasn't let me hear it at all yet!

LaPlath looked bitter, "Oh," to the words.

"Oh, this is between us... but it's not very interesting either. After that, when I was alone, I got a job, I got active, I got great, and I lost everything."

"Then I have no idea!

"Really...?

"Oh, well, tell me about your taming with Mr. Dragon. Long time with Mr. Dragon, isn't it?

Hearing that, LaPlath hit Pong and his hand.

I think I remembered something.

"Speaking of which, I met Saleyacht when I was entrusted with my first job. Just so you know, this is going to be the end of the story."

"Look, I knew it!

"You want to hear it?

"I want to hear it!

To Rostellina's plea, LaPlath shook his head, for Christ's sake.

And when I just sighed that I had to, I sat back in the chair.

"Then sit down, Rostellina. Let's continue this conversation for you."

"Yes!"

"Well, where did you start talking about it? Hmmm...... I guess it's still easy to understand from the day my education period ends. All right, let's do that."

That's how LaPlath started talking.

Stories from distant mythological times.

■ ■ ■

The Dragon God had picked me up, education had begun, and decades had passed.

Train only sitting, fighting, and flying, every day.

Those are the days when nothing changes.

Speaking of unusual things, was Lunaria's stomach only slightly bigger?

That day, I was flying around over the squad field.

As usual, I was in flight training.

Nevertheless, the way it flew would have been as heterogeneous as any other dragon clan.

The Dragons are supposed to let their bodies sleep and fly.

After first generating a force field and floating in the air, you get wind and generate lift and fly to glide.

When changing direction or returning altitude, the force field is generated again.

That's the most efficient way to fly.

But at the time, I was flying with my body standing perpendicular to the ground.

As it is, repeat sudden acceleration, sudden pause and sudden reversal disregarding the law of inertia.

Anyone who knows how to fly the Dragon Nation is a sight everyone doubts his eyes.

In fact, on the slopes of the training facility, there were a large number of people looking up at me.

It's not just kids. There was also the figure of a dragon warrior - a dragon warrior - with a large body both round and round.

Not just watching, some of them tried to imitate, couldn't control their movements, and fell.

I never cared about it.

I was heartless and repeated the orbits I needed in flight.

steep rise, steep turn from rise to right angle, steep turn from steep turn to zigzag, sudden stop, stagnation from sudden stop, sudden acceleration from stagnation, sudden fall from sudden acceleration, sudden stop from sudden fall, and return to the beginning with sudden rise.

Do that.

The way it flies is very unstable and uses too much dragon qi.

Almost everyone who tries to fly by imitating me fails.

From the way the Dragons flew, they were also terribly inefficient.

However, there were advantages.

The way it flies, with little lift, is small in the air.

It is General Maxwell of Wu Long who is said by the Dragon God to have high flight performance, but the way he flies to a sharp angle in my air is clearly smaller than his turning radius.

This is a big advantage when it comes to fighting in the air.

……

Now, towards me, who was flying that way, a person who was on the slope jumped up.

A dragon woman with big wings and silver scales.

Yes, Master Dora.

Master Dora suddenly danced to me with a smooth surge that could be described as artistic.

It's not unusual.

This is how Dora came at me from time to time to teach me about air warfare.

Master Dora's flight speed was fast.

Unlike me, it's a way of flying out of the common sense of the Dragons, but its speed and flying skills far outweighed mine.

She rose at an awesome rate and repeated a fine swirl.

And caught up with me trying to escape with a sharp spin.

Originally, she would have attached to the back as it were.

Nevertheless, my way of flying had another advantage.

You can keep flying with your opponent in front of you.

"Let's go, LaPlath!

"Yes!"

Master Dora screamed, I replied, and the fight in the air began.

The foundation of the way the Dragons fight consists of three elements.

A claw technique that lets the dragon chi gather in his sharp nails in his own hands and cleaves his opponent.

Dentistry to hold your hand, let your fists gather dragon temper, and not shoot your opponent.

Dragon Qi in his wings, rapid acceleration and deceleration, changing his posture wings.

Take the opponent's back with wing surgery, sharpen the opponent's power with nail surgery, and inflict fatal injuries on the opponent with dentistry.

Strengthen your nails, fangs, and wings, and make your body a rigid body.

This is the foundation of the Dragon Nation, the Teaching of Claw Tooth Wings.

Of course I did, I had a foundation.

I was particularly good at dentistry.

My dentistry was so destructive that I did like Dora and called it a "special."

Dear Dora was good at nail surgery.

She never holds her fist.

That's what they said, he was good at how to fight specializing in nail art.

Master Dora repeated the swirl, aiming at my wings with her nails.

Against me I kept flying my way, repeating the ascent and steep descent, aiming the counter at her with my fangs.

I searched for the gap between Tiger Sight and Dora-like as I dwelt in dragon qi in my nails, fangs, and wings.

No matter how Dora is, if she attacked me, she would feed my fangs.

Therefore, Master Dora is unable to attack at once, and there is no other way to sharpen her powers one by one with nail surgery.

Huh? Was I strong enough to cross with General Wu Long at the time?

No, it's just training, I think if Dora meant it, Keri would have attached it in an instant.

Most importantly, even though I'm being modest, Master Dora has been setting up advanced moves with the intention of dropping me.

The contents of the battle were unilateral.

The flashing Dora-like blow emitted at the moment of intersection jerked off my defense and wore a hole in my body.

My nails and fangs are prevented, recirculated, and do not touch Dora's skin.

There was a huge difference in force between Master Dora and me.

Though I squeezed Dora's onslaught with criticism, I endured so that I couldn't just put in a deadly blow.

If it's one or two attacks, I can stand it too.

But if we go on five or six degrees, it's impossible to keep protecting our wings.

If the force was sharpened, the bombs would increase, and the crash was only a matter of time.

In fact, that's how you always lost.

But with me, you're not always losing without the skill to exchange.

I was constantly thinking and trying various measures.

Also that day, when I was cornered, I went on a bet of one or eight.

Move your wings and escape to the top.

Naturally, Master Dora came after me.

I felt as angry as I'd ever felt from her chasing me silently.

I guess you thought I escaped.

She didn't teach her to turn her back and run away.

Master Dora approached Gungun and me.

I'm running away with my back turned, so from her, my weakness, the wings, would have been round.

One blow broke my wing, and I crashed.

In that case, what awaits after that is a sermon by Master Dora.

But it didn't.

I was on the verge of being caught up by Dora, flipped rapidly near the apex, and vice versa hit Dora.

Master Dora rising and me falling.

Needless to say, the speed difference, to the sudden change in relative speed, Dora missed the sight, only for a moment.

I waved my fingernails through Master Dora's back.

I did have a response in my hand.

But at the same time, he felt heat around the base of his wings.

I lost control and fell to the slope with my stiffness.

The battle is over.

I was looking up from the slope.

Master Dora was arcing and flying in the air.

Winners who can be placed in mock warfare are courtesy of the Dragons to swirl in the air several times.

Though the operation, what would Master Dora think of showing his back?

I might be reprimanded.

But I was going to accept it spoiled.

I was shallow and defeated.

That's what I thought, but Master Dora, who came down, wasn't angry.

"We escaped abruptly, so I thought it was something... the last one was good!

Lady Dora, who said so with a satisfying grin, was bleeding from her forehead.

My blow broke Dora's forehead.

It was a blow aimed at the wing, but I guess it hit her in the head when she turned her body on the brink.

When it comes to weaknesses, wings, but more than the Dragons are human beings, they also become weaknesses whose heads must be protected.

Even though there were some coincidences, I took a blow to Dora's weakness.

"There is not one person who can strike at me in the air war, except the Dragon God, and General Wu Long! When it comes to flying, fighting, you can call it passing!

I was happy.

Dora doesn't have much to praise.

This word is arguably the greatest praise.

To me with a whisper of joy, Master Dora said away early in the arrow.

"In addition, there is no longer anything I can teach you about knowledge. Your knowledge of the dragon kingdom is far deeper than the dragon clan there!

Master Dora glanced down at me, loosening her expression.

Dora, who always looked tough, laughed.

"You are a dragon tribe in public. This will end your education."

Master Dora snapped a word, "Well done," and reached out to me.

I grabbed that hand and stood up, crossing my fist in front of Master Dora, folding my wings.

At that time I had an unspeakable sense of accomplishment and slight anxiety.

Honestly, I thought the training was going to last until I died.

But if there's a beginning, it'll mean there's an end.

"Dear Dora. Thank you for everything."

"You don't need to thank me. But don't forget to thank the Dragon God."

"Ha!"

"Now, wait at home often! Your departure is up to the Dragon God!

This is how my training ended.

■

I went back to my home and reported the end of my training to Master Lunaria.

Then she smiled of mercy and rejoiced.

"You have to celebrate today"

With that said, I let the servants make a treat.

The Dragon's staple is dragon meat.

He used to seem to eat small lizards and nuts sticking to rock skin, but after he got the power, he changed.

He eats well around red dragons, blue dragons, and ground dragons.

When it comes to such a dragon tribe celebration, it's meat after all.

A special dragon meat is served.

Kingdragons, black dragons and white dragons are some of the rarest.

Even that day, there were plenty of treats that I wouldn't normally eat.

I can't forget the taste of that day.

But there are more things to remember than the taste of cooking.

The servants took that day to the border and changed their eyes a little.

Specifically, I went from a dog to a human being.

After Dora's training, I guess I became a dragon tribe in front of them.

With that in mind, I remember there was a slight change in me.

I lost my sense of pet.

Has it changed much from the dog of the Dragon God to the faithful servant of the Dragon God...

Either way, I started to have something more self-conscious or my position.

Then I waited for the Dragon God to return.

The Dragon God returns to the Mansion every few months.

And when he had returned, he would surely have seen Master Lunaria, and called out, and made sure that he was safe.

When it comes to leaving me alone, that's not what I mean, of course.

The Dragon God must have asked Master Dora how I was raised.

Lady Dora reported on what she had taught and to what extent I understood.

Sometimes any growth was unacceptable, but Master Dora did not lie.

The Dragon God said nothing in particular about the answer, just nodded to Eagle Deep and ordered it to continue.

They also started asking me questions when I could speak the language.

When it comes to questions, the content is extremely ordinary.

Mostly what did you do today, what do you crave, what did you learn?

I answered them honestly.

There was no reason to lie.

Sometimes the days went on when I couldn't deliver fruitful results, reports were bitter, and I had to say I couldn't learn anything, but I didn't lie.

I was learning from Dora's words and actions that it would be more rude to lie.

But with me not going to lie, there was something I couldn't answer.

Where were you born?

Who are the parents?

Why were you in the corner of the demonic world......

I couldn't answer these.

Because I didn't know.

All Dragon God said was yes to me who speaks if I don't know as I lean down.

I had a narrow shoulder.

I knew that I was something special and that special nature seemed to have something to do with what Dragon God wanted... but I didn't know it myself and couldn't help.

Also, the Dragon God sometimes checked my body.

Wings on skin, nails on fangs, and hair.

The Dragon God explained nothing and I also entrusted myself to it without defying it.

I was prepared to accept it, even if I was harmed, because I had saved my own life and had the gratitude of being brought to the dragon kingdom.

Regardless, Dragon God didn't do me any harm.

Such reports and investigations came to an end that day.

"It's Dora. What do you think of Laplace?"

"The training is over. LaPlath is a dragon warrior who is no longer ashamed to serve anywhere."

When that Dora said that to Dragon God, I was glad.

Unexpectedly, a fist gripped in front of his chest stretched his spine.

Before the Dragon God, don't be ashamed.

"Right. Thank you. What do you say, Laplace?

"Ha! Extremely good! I would like to offer you something to get a job in!

"Work."

The dragon god, so crushed, turned to the window.

He's a smart guy, but he probably didn't even think about it, like getting me to work.

Naturally, I wasn't thinking either.

Well, then yes.

Do you want a trained dog to do human work?

I wouldn't let you.

No matter how much you train, dogs are dogs.

Nevertheless, it was about time I changed my mind a little too.

I thought if I could get a job, I would have to take it.

"Right..."

What kind of work is coming?

The dragon god thought about it for a while against me waiting for the thrill and the next word.

After a while, just a couple of minutes.

It felt like a couple of hours to me.

"Hmm."

Did the Dragon God not get his thoughts together, he took his gaze off the window, turned to me, and asked.

"It's Laplace. What about the dragon kingdom?

It was a question that had nothing to do with my job, but I answered with dignity.

"It's paradise. There will be no place better than here."

To the word, the Dragon God's cheek loosened.

It made me laugh.

"Right."

I didn't mean to flatter you at all.

To me, this was just paradise.

Even if you keep quiet, your meal will come out, and you can tell me all sorts of things.

Master Dora was tough, but if I thought everything was going to be through to my future, there was no happier happiness for me.

Seeing such a dragon god grin may have loosened my mind, too.

If you noticed, you had your mouth open.

"Um, why did you help me?

It's rude to ask questions about Dragon God.

That's what Master Dora taught me, but my mouth must have lost its curiosity.

Or you wanted something like a solid answer, whether you're going to work or not.

What do you work for?

... It's decided for Dragon God, but I wanted to know a little more about it.

……

When the Dragon God saw me, he was horribly faceless.

A force entered Lady Dora's shoulder and her wings slowly opened.

As soon as I saw how you two were doing, I realized I had done something rude.

So I instantly crossed my fist and folded my wings.

I tried to pronounce an apology to make you forget what you heard.

But before that, the Dragon God had his mouth open.

"Behold"

At the end of Dragon God's gaze, he was looking out the window again.

Outside the window, the town of Caius is spread.

It is a bright, vast, and bustling town of many dragon tribes in a cave.

"Once upon a time, this was the Red Dragon's nest"

"... Really?

"Yes, the Red Dragon, like the Dragons, was a living creature in the middle belly. against the Dragon tribe was weak and was only the presence of the side preyed upon by the Red Dragon"

It was the past of my strange dragon kingdom that was spoken from the mouth of the Dragon God.

The Dragon God descended before the Dragon Clan, who could not yet handle the words.

And they went forth before the men that lived in fear of the Red Dragon, and showed their strength, and forged them as chiefs.

He found the Five Dragons, raised up his family, and raised them to be unbeatable to anyone in this world.

That's enough time to get distracted.

While making thousands, hundreds of corpses.

But he moved forward steadily, making the Dragons the champion of the world.

"- Therefore, the Dragons think that they are all like my children"

Thus, the Dragon God turned to me and narrowed his eyes.

"The only thing that helped you is that you are a mixed race of dragons and demons. If half the dragons are bleeding, so is my son."

Half the time, I've never been more proud of the dragon blood.

But the answer wasn't what I wanted.

I wanted to know something more useful.

With only half the blood, I wanted to know what the hell it was for, or what it was for.

Of course, to hear it, I thought it would be rude to the boulder, and I held my mouth.

... but.

If you were as honorable as Dragon God, it would have been my misery and other prospects.

"And I wish that was all... there have been disappearances in all the worlds, including the Dragon World, lately. I don't know why, or where he went. Or if there's someone in there who's moved into the demonic world, and has some history, and gave birth to you, it could be some kind of clue."

"Did you get a clue what I was?

"No, I don't know anything at the moment."

"... it"

"Good. Which way, I didn't expect"

Starting to talk and having a little fun on it, Dragon God kept looking out the window and continuing his words.

"The second is an improvement in our relationship with the deteriorating Demons. The race has been eyeing the dragons for thousands of years. The dragon gods are about to destroy the demon clan... the end of which flows to rumors without roots or leaves."

……

"Raise you, a mixed race of demons and dragons, and you'll prove it's a misunderstanding."

Will fulfillment really prove it?

It really didn't seem that way to me as I continued to be persecuted by demons in the demonic world.

Instead, I even thought it was possible to pull my leg.

Most of all, I just didn't have the courage to say it.

If you say that and they kick you out of here, I have no place to go.

To the Dragon God, to Lunaria, to the servant, to Dora.

Now that I had come to know many and exchanged words, I could not stand that solitude either.

"The third, soon to be born, is for my children"

The Dragon God turned to me there.

No, behind me to be exact.

I saw Master Lunaria behind the mansion.

"My wife Lunaria is a man. If so, my son will be a mixed race of people and dragons"

……

"As I said earlier, all those with mixed dragon blood think my son is the same. My dragon tribe has always sworn allegiance to me as a god."

I nodded at the words.

No one hates Dragon God, from something as remarkable as Dora to Lunaria's squire, to the dragon warriors in the garrison, to the children in the training facility.

Everyone showed respect and respect for the Dragon God and worshipped him.

"However, being a child born with a human race may also be seen with heterogeneous eyes"

When I went outside, I remembered the gaze I could turn on myself.

heterogeneous eyes.

That didn't change even if it was a dragon tribe.

I no longer care, but if I were a newborn child, or I might get sick.

"So I wanted to get used to it with you. Adopt you, a mixed race of demons, and the dragons will get used to it."

By making me walk around town, a mixed race, I try to get used to my surrounding eyes.

There was a precedent for me, so that mixed blood itself was neither so rare, nor terrible, nor should it be repelled.

"I also expect that you, the same mixed race, will become a good understander"

This third thought.

And the last word.

That was exactly the answer I wanted.

I was so thrilled.

It wasn't just sympathy that I picked myself up lonely and not needed by anyone.

It made sense.

On the contrary, the God in front of me is expecting me.

He said he would be the understander of his own child.

I couldn't be happier.

"They're all intended reasons. Disappointed?

"No, the other way around"

I was determined.

You must be a helpful person, necessarily because of the dragon god's son.

You have to work hard so that your son, who is a mixed race, can live free.

I have only begun to live in the Dragon community for decades.

It's full of things I don't know.

But if he became useless and could be seen with white eyes from the Dragon tribe, he understood that his son, who was of the same mixed race, could also be seen with white eyes from around him.

Teaching and delivering results to Dora.

That's what I'm supposed to do.

"It will certainly help the Dragon God!

"Let's look forward to it"

At that moment, The Return to the Dragon God, which was in me, had a clear shape.

It became clear what needed to be done.

I thought I'd try harder.

Of course, I've always been willing to do my best on my own.

From this day on, it has obviously changed.

With clear goals set within themselves, we are no longer lost.

Instead of just vaguely doing something, it's better to know that "it's for this reason" is something that comes out of direction and diversity in how you work and how you work.

"Well, it's Dora."

"Ha!"

Master Dora was in the corner of the room silently all the time during the conversation.

"It's LaPlath's job... any ideas?

"I'm foolish, I thought it would be best if it were my subordination!

"Don't you just want you?

"No, never. It's just that if I had such a noble purpose, my place would be relatively..."

The interaction at this time, now that I think about it, makes me laugh a little bit.

Speaking of the bouldering dragon god, I still can't think of my work, and the opposing Dora is rarely and everywhere for being spotted by Wagamama...

But the Dragon God is the father of the Ayumu Dragon Clan.

Even for Master Dora.

So some Wagamama will listen.

"Fine, if you want me to say so much, I'll do the same."

"Ha! Thank you!

This is how I became Dora's subordinate.

Did I mention Dora's work before?

It's a dragon tune.