My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

- Damn it.

A man who was once a warrior stirs up booze and spits evil.

The man was weak.

It wasn't as good for the rough as they said it was a miracle that I could have been a warrior.

The body is small, thin, and "nourished" is not suitable for war.

Because I knew it myself, I took the initiative to establish a position in charge of the role and play...

Even if recognized by the same warrior, it was no longer recognized by the key four-legged red dragon (Louzio).

The four-legged Red Dragons (Raugio) stopped putting men on their backs as early as possible.

No matter how useful and competent you are in hunting, or trying to establish a unique standing around, it's not like you can't ride anymore.

He was still a man who couldn't give up warriors, but if he couldn't ride anymore, he couldn't help it.

This is how the man started his next life.

but.

Such a man's ear received a topic that he did not anticipate.

- Dragon race.

The moment I heard that, "Obsession with the Unable to Give Up Warrior," which had forced me to sink into the depths of the man for years, surfaced suddenly.

If I knew, I'd throw out my job and run under my elder to ask for more information.

- That's rough, dude.

Once we fought together, a recently retired childhood tamed warrior speaks to a man who drinks unlikely to do well.

"It's obvious!

The man, already nauseous, ate and tangled up at the appearance of the food in his outfit.

"Listen carefully! I am! If you just want to ride a four-legged red dragon (lougio)! Even you, the previous warrior chief, couldn't beat Gijra!

A man is throwing up evil because the feeling of "how can it be now" is too strong.

As a warrior, I'm pretty sure I wasn't pampered.

I admit that.

I am also convinced that the four-legged Red Dragon (Lougio) has been limited.

Rather, if you think you were given guidance early before you had a life-threatening injury, you can thank me enough. Compared to other retired warriors, even the eyes are solid.

- In the first place, it was over twenty years ago. It's just about sorting out my feelings.

But.

But.

What if we just compete for four-legged red dragon riding technology?

If you contend not with strength as a warrior, but with just the skill to ride?

Well, then...

"Why don't you do it sooner! Do it faster!

The cry of a warrior who could not give up melted in the midst of a festival-like ambience.

"Well, drink up."

Sure, there could have been a man's victory if he'd just ridden.

I still haven't forgotten the riding technique of going before the enemy before anyone else, running endlessly across the battlefield as if flying in the sky, flirting with all things, even a childhood tamer.

It is a great technology, even handed down to the younger generation.

But times are no longer the same.

The previous warrior chief has already died, and Jijra, who was just a rough young man, became the current warrior chief.

"Ah, Father! I told you it was too early to drink! The race hasn't started yet!

"Shut up! What happened to Jijura and Toto!? If you lose, I won't know!

Well, but.

The reason for the roughness is a little, I don't know.

The man is my father-in-law.

A man's stepson, who was earlier limited as a warrior, is now Warrior Chief Jijra.

A man who cannot give up a warrior is the father of the most powerful man on active duty.

The pride of being a warrior is the black mindset of a swirling man parent to the man who took his daughter.

And the birth of a competition that seems to me, "This is better than Jijura," ignites a man's thoughts and burns in an unpleasant way. Even though I'm old enough to say it's a good place.

Well, I feel like drinking and watching the race while my daughter complains, and that's like a form of happiness.

- While there may not be such individual thoughts, it was imminent at the start of the race.

"You're around here, you stay around here. Well, there's a landmark left, so if you go anywhere near it, you'll see."

The inhabitants of the interior are already gathering, making a lot of noise.

While drunkards were already out and about, the warriors who were being chased in preparation were having their last meeting.

Six and one mentors surrounded the table and looked at a map of the neighborhood in a place with a simple tent about sunset.

It is a so-called squad involved in operation and preparation.

Conversely, they are warriors who are not in the race.

Those who missed their appearance due to injuries sustained recently.

Those who disliked the treatment of the show because they believed that the warrior's share was in the war.

who are not interested in racing in the first place.

Those who are depressed as if they were flabbergasted by their lovers because their favorite four-legged Red Dragon (Lougio) has indicated his intention to put other warriors on board.

Those brave men are supposed to stand guard on the race course.

I think the course itself is fine because I have already taught the four-legged Red Dragons (Lougio), but it also serves to guide them not to make mistakes in the course just in case.

Of course, there is the aspect of fraudulent surveillance.

Warriors are so obsessed with winning, they can't say enough not to do it.

"Shouldn't it be time to go?

"Not yet. We'll move after the Warrior Chief gives us a signal."

They are moving at the behest of the oldest warriors who are summarizers,

"Someone from you is really leaving."

"Yeah."

There was also Rio Dyne here.

Six warriors and Rio Dyne, a guest but able to ride a four-legged red dragon (Lougio).

Guidance and surveillance can only be performed by people who can ride a four-legged red dragon (Lougio).

It doesn't change that forests with external enemies are dangerous, and it's not like we can't get away with it when we have to.

Rio Dyne, who is not interested in racing, was in to help this squad, partly because of the shortage of manpower.

I have not met with any goodwill groups or investigative teams since last night to ensure that there is no such fraud as "information leakage on race courses".

The race course is taught to the four-legged Red Dragon (Louzio), and it is only just before the start that the contestants are taught.

These seven of us are going to deal with the trouble during the race.

"... even though it's my black scale... even though it's my black scale..."

Some warriors continue to grumble, flabbergasted by their favorite four-legged red dragon (Louzio), but everyone ignores him. It's just a hassle if you don't mind.

- It's time for you to go.

"-Okay."

An ancient ginseng warrior who came to the tent said a word, and they moved out.

"- Listen!"

When the temperament of the four-legged Red Dragons (Rauzio) was gradually getting rough, not just because of the contestants, but because of their full of things like temptation, anticipation and homogeneous animosity.

Warrior Chief Jijura, who crossed a large four-legged red dragon (Louzio), raised his voice.

"Start the competition with this! Teach the four-legged Red Dragon (Lougio) the course!

It's a strange thing - no, if you're riding a four-legged red dragon (Louzio), of course, the will comes from a four-legged red dragon (Louzio).

The directions of the trampled beast path, which have been run over and over again before, are conveyed.

"We're warriors! Warriors prepare for battle at all times! A well-behaved four-legged Red Dragon (Lougio) ride is not worth anything! Kick him down if you're in the way! Get out of my way!

But don't use weapons! I forbid any act to harm the same warrior!

I mean, there's obstruction.

If the weapon is not used, the rider or the four-legged Red Dragon (Raugio) will eliminate it with strength.

Indeed, it would also be natural to get somewhat rough if we were to consider the original role of warrior.

If you compete just by foot speed, the effect of individual differences in four-legged red dragons (lougio) will also be greater.

It is only when men and dragons are united that they are warriors inside.

Given the thrust, it is more on the right track.

"The winner has nothing! Only the honor of winning! As a proud warrior, you won't have this much honor!

Whoa, whoa, and the warriors raise their right hand.

Honor is pride as a warrior.

Those who do not want this are not in the warriors inside. - Otherwise, you won't even have the temper to risk your life to protect the inside.

"That's it! Run through with pride!

- The dragon race begins.