Mushoku Tensei – Old Dragon’s Tale

The dragon god, who had seen the death of Master Lunaria, had raised his voice without a voice.

"Ooh... ooh..."

I was looking in the room with my eyes open, my mouth open, my eyes just saying I couldn't believe it.

Neither do I.

I couldn't believe the sight in front of me either.

That Lunarian is dead.

Bloody.

She accepted me, she's dead.

Who, for what?

I don't know what that means.

She was not the kind of person to buy resentment against people.

People living in the dragon kingdom, everyone liked her.

I couldn't think of anything like killing him.

But the baby was crying.

I was crying in a screaming voice.

It was the sound of losing the irreplaceable.

The son of the dragon god is crying.

That's all that brought me back to reality.

"Ooh..."

I saw the Dragon God.

The Dragon God had a face he'd never seen before.

I was raising a voice I had never heard before.

Anger, sadness, anger.

A face mixed with all emotions.

Confusion, anxiety, surprise

A groan mixed with all emotions.

I've never seen such an emotional dragon god before.

The dragon god crouched in, lifted the Lunarian with his right hand, and held his son with his left hand.

Master Lunaria probably did not die instantly.

There were scratches all over the body.

Fatal and sentimental wounds, one on the neck, three on the chest, two on the belly and eight on the back.

It was terrible.

People were attacking steeples of times when they said they would die without having to do it this far.

Though Lunaria is a man's family, he draws God's blood, but he was a man full of kindness and mercy, and had no connection with the battle.

Even such a person would have resisted violently.

Even with the fatal wounds, he would still have stood up and turned to his enemies many times.

For what?

It is decided.

She was like a tortoise to protect one of you.

To protect the son of the dragon god.

For that reason, Master Lunaria resisted and was murdered unharmed.

And I'm sure he protected it.

There are many wounds on your back, and your son's life is proof of that.

The killer couldn't kill Master Lunaria, and he must have escaped.

"Why..............."

The dragon god groaned so pompously.

And in my own words, I reaffirmed what was in front of me.

Maybe you thought the same way I did.

The one who murdered Master Lunaria miserably, he said, exists.

"Why? Ahhh!

In the cry of the Dragon God, the house trembled, the whole town trembled, the mountains vibrated.

"Who killed him? Ahhh!

The killing spirit reached all over the dragon kingdom.

Every creature, scared.

I felt God's wrath and trembled.

From little lizards to dragons to dragons.

It was no exception with me.

The whole body trembled and went into the spot.

While I understood I didn't do it, I couldn't contain that fear.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!"

From the dragon god's body, a glimmer of light flashed.

I could only perceive it as light.

But it was a fist.

A fist with Dragon God's nowhere to go anger passed by my side.

Turning around, there was a huge hole in the house.

The town of Caius was seen going on everywhere.

Behind the streets, something round was empty.

Hole.

The blow emanating from the fist of the Dragon God penetrated the rock mass of Mount Dragon and flew out.

It's embarrassing... I leaked a little.

At that moment, it wasn't weird for me to disappear.

And it was not strange that the Dragon God flew out of the house as he was, destroying everything with impulse.

……

But it didn't.

Because there was only one of them who didn't feel fear.

It's your son.

He had stopped crying at a time when he was held up in the left hand of the Dragon God.

He was looking up at the Dragon God, even as he rattled his nose with Guzguz.

Finally, you're here, just saying you're safe with this.

……

The dragon god saw the child and only calmed down a little.

You understand that there is… at least one thing left to protect.

"La Place"

Called my name.

"Ha, here we are!

"Summon General Wu Long. Find the killer."

"Ha!"

I couldn't ask what to do looking for the killer, etc.

I couldn't even ask why this had happened.

The Dragon God was angry.

I was angry as never before.

And they called General Wu Long and ordered him to look for him.

Then all I had to do was follow it.

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General Wu Long assembled immediately.

Naturally, it's a collection of dragon gods.

Run no matter what else. That is General Wu Long.

Well, if Master Lunaria was killed, it would be strange not to gather.

"Oh my... Master Lunaria..."

When General Wu Long heard it depended on the matter, everyone leaned down with a painful face.

There is no one in the dragon kingdom who hates Lunaria.

And given the heart of the dragon god who lost such a Lunarian, I had to feel sad.

"Master Lunaria's body had countless wounds. It was obviously put on by some kind of hand."

I explained.

The Dragon God kept his mouth shut until General Wu Long gathered.

A little calm appeared from that one house at home, but from that standpoint, there were signs of swordswallowing.

The Dragon God said my explanation would be over.

"Find the killer and drag him before me."

Every man of the Five Dragons heard the voice, and feared.

I heard the words and fought.

The Dragon God was releasing his anger.

I guess I've never seen such a dragon god before.

One of those five dragon generals, even when Crystal died, wasn't this angry.

"Not necessarily!"

The faces of General Wu Long changed the colour of his eyes to his words.

If it is the order of the Dragon God, they will go to the bottom of hell.

The wrath of the Dragon God was also their wrath.

Inevitably, I was determined to find the murderer of Master Lunaria.

"Go."

"Ha!"

With the life of the Dragon God, General Wu Long scattered all over the dragon kingdom.

In each way, they will look for the killer.

I, like them, tried to find them my own way.

"Laplace stays."

But the Dragon God pulled me over.

I'm surprised.

Anyway, I have a demon eye.

At the scene, too, we see the trace firmly.

These traces don't disappear quickly, but over time, the killer may also flee far away.

There shouldn't have been a better person than me.

I had a proven track record of catching the crystal killer.

"Why is that? I also take revenge on Master Lunaria...!

But I had a more important role to play.

"Condolences to Lunaria."

That's when I finally understood that Dragon God wasn't just angry.

I was grieving.

It's obvious if you think about it.

But to be honest, I knew very little about how Dragon God felt.

I didn't think I loved Lunaria so much.

Dragon gods have always been pale.

Master Lunaria and I felt like we were maintaining a moderate distance.

But it wasn't.

Dragon God loved Lunaria.

That form of love would have been a little different than the others, though.

"Yes, sir."

To me most saluted, the dragon god said "please" in a small voice.

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A funeral in the dragon kingdom is a little special.

First, the closest person in the family holds up the dead.

Usually couples, brothers, parents, etc., but friends, colleagues, and supervisors may be in charge of those without family.

The dead are held up at home or in a dead place and moved to the center of town.

In the centre of town, there is an altar.

It's an altar for the dead to be reborn safely.

So ask the other close ones to raise their congratulations.

I don't remember the detailed wording either, but may I be born under the Dragon God again in my second life, a celebration.

After raising that eulogy, move to the edge of town.

Go around the edge of town, on your left.

Without leaking into the example, the Dragon God took Lunaria, and I held her son, and circled the town.

When he saw the one with the dead, everyone pinned their palms and crossed them in front of their breasts.

When we honor the living, we hold our fists; when we honor the dead, we do not hold our fists.

That's how the Dragons salute each other.

That's what I would only do if I saw it.

However, at the funeral of Master Lunaria, almost all of the Dragon tribes living in the town gathered near the inner circumference of the town.

Everyone liked Master Lunaria.

Everyone wanted to see Master Lunaria at first sight.

Around, you enter a small round building.

It's a stone building.

Several names are inscribed on the walls of the building.

There were a number of stone tablets in the building, where the letters were also inscribed.

It's all the names of those who died in the dragon kingdom.

As the Dragon God entered the building with Lunaria in his arms, one Dragon clan quickly approached him.

He had worn wings and scales had peeled off from all over his body.

Old man.

The Dragons have a long life span, but still it doesn't mean immortality.

You die somewhere more than you were born to be.

He checked Master Lunaria's face and became a pain-relieving face.

"Oh, my God, I didn't know Master Lunaria was going to be hiding. Oh my God..."

He snapped so, crying and engraved his name on the stone tablet with a pile of dragonbones.

Originally, they are engraved on the edges of the walls in order, but those as special as Lunaria are engraved with names on the tablets.

Regardless, the stone tablet was also inscribed with the name of the crystal.

That was the cemetery.

Dragon clan graveyard.

An institution for remembering the dead.

The old man walked into the back of the building when he received Lunaria from the Dragon God.

I walk behind him, with the Dragon God.

Then there was a dark hole there.

It's so deep a hole that it seems like it's going on somewhere, in another world.

But it's not like we're going to another world.

This hole leads to the top of Mount Ryu… i.e. to the sky.

"Peace be upon those who have become souls, and be blessed in the Hereafter, pray that this man may return again to the mountains, and be brought under the Dragon God -"

The old man celebrates a long time.

Nor do I remember the wording in detail.

But it's even longer than the congratulations I recited in the center of town.

And after he had finished chanting it, the old man gently placed the wreckage of Master Lunaria beside the hole.

If it was meant to be, it would fall straight into the hole and the funeral would be over.

The hole leads to the sky, if you jump out of the hole, you will be eaten by a giant black snake: a red dragon, a blue dragon, or even less.

The Dragons don't have a lifespan that sounds like a lifespan, but they still die outside of battle.

Once upon a time, it was considered dishonorable.

Because it was thought an honor to fight and die for the Dragon God.

But the Dragon God didn't think so.

The Dragons thought they were equal under the Dragon God.

That's why I figured out how to do this funeral.

To those who died of life expectancy or sickness, they gave the same death as the warriors.

And as a great warrior, your name will be engraved.

They lived and died for the Dragons, he said.

But the funeral was not suitable for Master Lunaria.

Therefore, a funeral of the people took place after this.

The Dragon God lifted up Master Lunaria and returned to the mansion.

And in the garden that was beside the mansion, he laid the wreckage of Master Lunaria.

And the dragon god let the flame emerge from his hands with a painful face and wrapped Lunaria-like body.

Lunaria-like's body burned up in an instant and turned into bright white bones and ashes.

I buried its bones and ashes on the ground, with the Dragon God, and planted a small seedling tree on it.

This is the funeral of the people.

Is it a little different now?

But at the time, the way people were buried, which was passed on to the dragon world, was like that.

Organisms can change with demons if they die.

So burn it and bury it on the ground.

On top of the buried place, plant the tree

Then the tree grows with the power of the dead.

While the tree lives, the living never forget the dead.

That's a way of mourning people who can't live longer than the trees.

"Lunaria got to know me by introducing me to God of Man"

Dragon God taught me how to tame with Lunaria as he dusted a hole to fill her.

I just listened to the word of the Dragon God in silence.

"At first, it was just an experiment. Can we make children of one race to another, and if so, what power does it possess? Everything is for the people of the world."

"Experiments had been carried out many times... but one day man God said. and what will happen if God and God make a Son,"

"That's how they brought me here was Lunaria. She is the daughter of man God. Because God was a male, and he couldn't live with a child."

"I didn't love Lunaria. But she did her best for the dragon kingdom. He fully used his power as a goddaughter and enriched the dragon kingdom"

"To me, the Dragons are all like children. Everything is important to the Dragon Clan. To each and every one of us, we wanted him to be happy."

"What made Lunaria seem more special than many Dragon tribes was when the child was born"

"At that time, I hadn't realized... how long I'd been loving you. Lunaria."

The Dragon God said that with a face he seemed nostalgic.

I guess Master Lunaria hasn't changed for a long time.

He is full of charity.

He was pointing that love at the Dragon God as well.

"La Place"

"Ha."

"I don't think I can forgive whoever killed Lunaria. This body is still trembling with unprecedented anger."

"Ha."

"Would you follow me, even if I turned another world against my enemies?

"It's not something you even need to say. It's up to me, everyone in General Wu Long will follow the Dragon God to the end. Even if this body crumbles."

The Dragon God stood silently.

His eyes were sharp and pointed, and he was full of killing.

There was no more grief.

I thought you were scared.

Even if that killer isn't right for you.

It wouldn't exist in any world, such as an organism that doesn't consider that horrible.

And vengeance began.

It has begun.

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"Your husband..."

When I realized, Rostellina was right in front of LaPlath.

She looked worried, watching LaPlath.

"Hmm? What's going on, Rosterina, but can't you hear me anymore?

"No, you don't. Keep talking...... but, Master LaPlath, shouldn't we have a little good night?

"What makes you think that?

"Because..."

Rostellina took the handkerchief out of her pocket and touched LaPlath's face.

The handkerchief sucked what was transmitting LaPlath's cheek and darkened the color.

Yes, how long has LaPlath been crying?

He was weeping from his eyes and whimpering.

Words were speechless, and at the end of the story, I didn't know what I was already talking about.

"Oh, I'm sorry. This is what happens when I think about it."

"La Place loved Lunaria."

"Even so. She was my mother. Blood didn't have to connect, but you were beside me knowing nothing. He was bound to be there when he got home and listened to me smiling. She was a loving goddess. Such a person would be killed in such an innocuous way... such as those days never coming back... even if I remember now... WOW... WOW..."

LaPlath cried.

I had many eyes with one hand, nagging, shaking my shoulders, leaking a small whimper, crying.

Rosterina watched the big man cry twice as quietly as she did.

She was confused.

Because I've never seen Laplace cry before.

However, after a while she ran to the kitchen and came back with a glass of water in the glass.

And when I stroked LaPlath's back, I offered him a glass.

"Hehe, thanks Rostellina. I think you've got a lot of peace. I was glad I didn't have a life with someone at home for a while..."

"No, that's okay, sir. I don't want to thank you. Your husband helped me, too."

"Well, let's keep each other company."

LaPlath said so and sat back in the chair.

The eyes were red and congested, but the tears had already subsided.

No whimpering, a clear voice came out of his mouth.

"Well, let's continue the conversation. I'm sorry, but from here on out, I could cry a few times."

"Yes. I'll get you some water."

"Ha ha, you're so sweet... well"

LaPlath glanced and looked at the void again.

Remind me of a long time ago, a past I don't want to remember.

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