My sister-in-law has become a brave man.

Regrouza scolded me for touching White Dragon on my own and asked me how I could have followed this fierce warcraft in the first place, but I managed to mislead it.

I've used “darkness," but this is a force that I shouldn't tell anyone.

Yeah.

Well, don't use it. We're talking about...

Really, I need to be careful. I...

Speaking of which, I also used it when I confiscated the hardware from the men who were trying to catch Lar Arc - or something like that.

It was a good thing I was so snug and depressed, Regrouza didn't seem convinced, but now she let me go okay.

If we don't leave by noon, the sun will go down before we get to the desired city.

That's why I'm finally ready to leave.

While I was being scolded, your husband told me to go over there, and White Dragon (sad on his back), who was walking like a penguin and windblowing in the meadow, was summoned back and placed a nice saddle at the base of his neck.

With some luggage on its saddle, the midwinter-equipped regrouza wears a black goggle that looks like a special order at some point.

I honestly praised Legruza, who told me to get my clothes out for the cold, and to give him the luggage he was throwing into the subspace, when I realized it.

Regluza didn't answer the word at all, and she said, "The sky's cold," and she wrapped the muffler around my mouth, so I couldn't breathe.

Suffocating.

Why? - I said it truthfully, breathing.

On the rigid arm tiger - honey, I hope the tele concealment is also a little calm.

I was just stared at.

I didn't make fun of you.

Tundele won't take the compliment honestly.

... that?

What's regrouza, tundele?

No. I feel more like a coupé.

... Yeah.

Stop, yourself.

Let's not think deeply.

I rode the saddle of the White Dragon (which was quite recovering) in the form of me in front and Regrouza taking the reins from behind.

Shortly before flying off like that, "Hold this" was given to me by Regrouza, a complicated finely crafted necklace that I can tell from the dark colored air is quite a high-level witchcraft.

I asked him what the function was, and he said the owner would be protected by the Spirit of the Wind with a demonic prop named "White Amulet" made of materials such as [Spirit of the Wind Stone].

Staring at me again, I could see the magic formation, but it didn't make sense because it was the same letters I didn't know, like the soundproof crystals in the luxury inn.

However, I found that there was something “something” with strong magic in the [Spirit Stone of the Wind] like a large pearl stuck in the middle of a complicated workmanship, so I snapped, "Nice to meet you," and just rubbed my magic there and touched it.

Then the “something” showed signs of laughter.

[White talisman] with a pale light like a starlight.

Fine, I felt like a kind answer, and I was glad.

Regrouza suddenly looked surprised by that light and said, "What have you done?" He asked.

"I just greeted you," I replied, "Thank you, I'll borrow you," and put it around my neck.

It's strange that it's glowing, but it's just getting stronger to protect it, so it's not a bother.

Regrouza glanced down at the necklace, then I guess she decided it was no problem.

We signaled the White Dragon with a compass and set off.

Goodbye, Wang Du.

A journey to the sky.

The world seen from the sky was dazzling everywhere, and the earth was green as far as it could see.

The kingdom of Igzex has been blessed with snug mountains and woods, like a lot of greenery.

I thought there was an ancient wound-like line in it, and Regrouza told me that it was a street.

... I wonder how expensive Toko is flying.

The empty journey on the White Dragon was comfortable.

It was really cold, but I don't really care because I'm wearing more clothes, and I have a warm regluza that's peppery to keep me from falling off.

The difficulty is that the wind is blowing all the time, so your eyes are getting dry and sore, and this will either blink or you can close your eyes for a while and rest.

When I was resting my eyes, she asked me if I was asleep, so I explained why.

There's still a [white talisman]. I was told the wind was fairly calm.

I usually hear they fly without a talisman, and I'm convinced of Regrouza's need for bespoke goggles.

That's a necessity.

Encount twice on the road.

Four gold eagles (big golden tri) appear.

When the White Dragon stares at you, you run away in excitement.

What are you guys doing out here?

Wyburn (steely, lizard-like, small subspecies of dragons) appears in triplets.

He's attacked me, but Dragon Brace takes it all down and falls in one shot.

Goodbye.

That's how we managed to land near the next city before sundown.

The White Dragon is removed from its saddle and syllable (both stored in my built subspace) and released into the forest.

They procure food and beds on their own, and they'll be right back when your husband calls.

That's a dragon, it's annoying.

When I tried to return the [white talisman], I was told to keep it on.

If you have trouble getting such a tall monkey, I will tell you when I want it back.

Because it glows lightly, it stands out when applied to the surface, so I am ordered to keep it under my clothes.

Yes, sir.

Follow the advisor.

Walking distance to the city.

On the sky, I was noticed nagging at the end of an eye break, and Regrouza told me why I could sleep in that place, not afraid.

I leaned my neck.

He was on the back of a dragon, in Regrouza's arms.

It's safer than a nasty jet coaster, and there's no such thing as a scary element anywhere.

To be honest with you about what I thought, I said, "... is that what you do on purpose?" He asked in a lower voice than usual.

When I asked him back, he seemed upset.

Cute.

About half serious, but the other half, of course, deliberately.

I'll be careful not to overdo it, so forgive me a little bit?

Immediate regret.

I was walked without rest because I was in good shape.

Take the mountain path.

They told me not to surprise the livestock or other traveler's horseback, but to a certain extent they were getting off the city, but from my feet the distance was not "to some extent".

I'm sorry.

Nor (probably).

Please, let me rest...

Lausandola, a city of miners and blacksmiths.

I, who was tired of walking, eventually arrived turning into Legruza's baggage.

I don't have the strength to be a modern high school girl.