Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

A Dragon Knight is... out of my imagination.

You have such a vocation, too. No, you managed to hear that the "mountains" are inhabited by dragons or something. Does that mean that at least dragons exist?

He's about a dragon knight, so he rides to the dragon? Sure, Mr. Rebecca is good at riding horses though...... Or does it mean a knight who kills dragons? I feel like the Holy Sword said Dragon Killer Sword or something.

"And, Zillow."

"Ah yes."

"Something, there's a skill item."

"Seriously."

According to the story, he has the skill of "Dragon Riding Heart".

Of course there is no description.

My skills "Travel to the Other World" and "Reason for the World (The Principle)" are still unclear without explanation. The recently obtained King of the Beast (The Lionheart) is also a mystery.

Nevertheless, it is easy to understand compared to my mysterious skills.

Dragon-riding minds, it would be a skill to finally be able to ride a dragon.

Yeah. I said it too and I don't know what it means. What do you mean you can ride when you have the skills? Does that mean dragons and minds can't fit in without skills? It's not technical, it's like this... like the pheromones the dragons prefer are brewed...

In the first place, I wonder if I can miss a dragon. You're a reptile.

"It's amazing! It's amazing! Dragon Knight! Are you a Dragon Knight! Tycho, which is the Dragon Knight!

"... wow. Cool. Dragon Knight! Cool!"

When I hear about the Dragon Knight, it's the Marina and the Elepi that make the tension explode.

They've both been knights by nature. If you can change the class and become the Holy Knight (Paladin) Dragon Knight (Dragoon), then so be it.

"Have you heard of the clergyman? A dragon knight."

"Yes, it's rare around here, but I've heard it's very rare to be born in the northern empire"

I see. Is it a rarity that never happens?

Well, it doesn't seem like a "unique job," maybe it's natural.

But I guess I can't even get a dragon to ride. But is the Northern Empire in the middle of a dong patch with the Empire...? I don't care what you think about dragon smuggling......

"Yeah. But... Blessings are the Great Spirit (Le Baraca), right? Isn't it pretty unusual for a dragon knight to come from the blessing of the Great Spirit?

When Mr. Shamash spoke, the cleric glanced at him.

Clergy, who is an elf, and Shamash, who is a demon, are they still friends of the dog monkeys, or are they the furthest positions from each other in the natural stream even when they enter the room. I mean, they're in formation at both ends.

I naturally thought Deanna, who is a high elf, would drop by, but you don't really care, she's next to me, as usual.

"Right."

Cleric responding appropriately in a dry tone.

The clergyman stuck to Mr. Shamash. After all, you're an elf and a cleric, and you don't like demons? Deanna said something about not hating it...

"Well, then, clergyman. Next time, I'd like to see Mr. Aeon's imprint."

"Okay. Now give me the Spirit Stone... You need five to cover your jailprints... Are you sure?

"Yes."

Pass the spiritual stone that was in the bag to the cleric.

Do you want to check again at the end, or just in case?

"Mr. Ion."

Mr. Aeon is in the sweatshirt I prepared for him.

Naturally, the imprint... or the face is well exposed.

"I'm going to ask the clergyman to stab me in the jail."

"... Yes. Best regards,"

"So, well... then I'm talking about, like I've said many times, hiding who you are for a while and having you spend time around our mansion. Well, with Eliche far from the Empire City, few of you will know your face, and even if you did, you wouldn't find out so if you were in disguise, so I'd like to be able to have a more and more normal life watching how things go."

Basically, the house arrest starts at the Mansion.

This is also for Mr. Aeon. I'm still unsure how the chaser is actually going. Also, I can't say enough that someone who knows Mr. Aeon isn't in Eliche. Instead, you should think of being...

Eliche is a city inhabited by tens of thousands of humans. Few, but also aristocratic, and many that once lived in the Imperial capital. Even Mr. Milk Pearl, the mayor in the first place, should have originally resided in Imperial City.

Mr. Ion seems to have been quite famous in the Imperial City at one time.

Oh, my God, she's a princess. He had a "general" vocation, and he seemed to have taught and trained Isaac. Many people will have seen it in the distance.

But I'm not really worried.

… what makes that individual who he is. Because there is a problem.

In modern Japan, we can identify ourselves with DNA research, but how about in this world? If you had changed your name, dyed your hair, and lived another life elsewhere, wouldn't that be Princess Lucrion anymore, just Mr. Ion?

If it is, you can make me wear Dada glasses in disguise. Sunglasses and color contacts are fine. I can even disguise my hair and clothes. It would be nice to change your name.

Besides, there must be less humans who could have approached the Empire's first princess, Mr. Aeon, than we've actually talked about.

Nevertheless, Mr. Rebecca should have never spoken to him, but let him try to break it up.

So not enough to say you'll never find out.

Or so it doesn't mean house arrest forever and ever. I've been able to hide through it for two years already, so you just have to reopen it and be someone else.

Either way, this is after you try to figure out how high the quality of your disguise will be.

When Mr. Ion swallowed my words, he bowed his head again, saying thank you.

"And... Mr. Shamash would be nice. As promised, you will be my... slave. Either way, we need Mr. Shamash's help to protect Mr. Ion."

"Of course I did. Nice to meet you, Ayase.... No, should I call you your husband from now on?

"It's..."

Your husband...

I'm used to Deanna calling me that, but when she calls me that, Shamash, the brown beauty, that's another itch.

Hmm.

"Lord, under which nose was stretched!

"Yes, Marina. Because you don't have to point it out."

"... Um. That's the thing..."

"What is it, even Mr. Ion? You're not stretching under your nose, ever. I won't force you to call me names!

"No... not really. Well, could I be your slave, too?"

"Huh?"

To a slave?

Hmm, no, I just can't believe I enslaved a princess from one country... To slaves..................

"It's stretched again!

"Not stretched"

Not at all. Marina at all.

Well, I won't deny the fact that I've sprung up a bit of a good-looking delusion about the "slave the apoptotic princess" situation!

"... Mr. Ion, may I ask why?

"Oh, no. You're saying that Shamash, which is not supposed to have anything to do with it, will become a slave, but I can't just live protected eventually. Besides, if the chaser or anyone who knows me finds out, if I were your possession, I wouldn't be able to get my hands on it. … more importantly, it is impossible for a human being who has already fallen into slavery to return to his country. If you were, you'd think all over that you didn't have to force me out..."

I see. Yes, it is.

Plus when it comes to slavery contracts, it's all about form. In fact, I'm not doing anything about it.

But the public won't think so. Will you use it?

"But is that okay with Mr. Ion?

Thanks for the low hurdle of being a slave in this world, but unlike Marina, who grew up in poverty, and Deanna, who became a slave with guidance, Mr. Ion is a real princess.

"I died once. Shamash saved me, and now I'm about to be saved again by Mr. Ayase. It's only about that shape (...), and I'm unlikely to be able to give it back..."

Mr. Ion put a beat there and said.

"So let me be your slave"

Hmmm......

Mr. Ion is really dark.

No, well, I don't have any ingredients to brighten it.

"Wow, I don't know if I disagree."

Mr. Rebecca groans naughty.

"Disagree? Sure, it's great to enslave a former princess, but when asked about her relationship, I thought it would be easier and more beneficial."

"Yeah? Well, so is that...... but. I can't believe I'm a slave again... and I can't believe that's Princess Lucrion..."

"But I'm just a slave now, and one or two are no different, Ked..."

Besides, it's like being famously innocent in places like slavery in fact. You're like a living employee.

"Hey, Mr. Zillow, hey"

Cleric invites you.

When you move nearby, you whisper your ears so low that you can't hear them around you.

"Rebecca, that princess is taking people for once. I'm worried that the princess will be taken again, saying that she will be Mr. Zillow's slave."

"Such an idiot"

View Mr. Rebecca.

I'm chewing my lower lip at the top of my head to see what's going on here.

If you see a little red on your face, maybe you still have a little booze left.

But, well, there's no way I can handle this with Mr. Aeon.

If it's going to be that easy, it's already working out with someone.

"Anyway... leave me alone if Mr. Ion will be my slave and I'll have him imprinted anyway. Nothing, either as far as I'm concerned. Honestly."

Anyway, you're innocent of slavery!

Besides, as things stand, what matters is whether Mr. Shamash will come or not. I'm not so obsessed with myself as far as Mr. Aeon is concerned than I have been able to make that promise.

Of course, I would like Mr. Aeon to be happy.

◇ ◆ ◆ ◆ ◇

The cleric takes Mr. Ion's hand.

The cleric casts a spell with a small, but clearly audible voice.

It glows so cherry blossom that five spiritual stones emerge.

In the running of light with physical mass, every time the cleric spins word by word, the spiritual stones dissolve into the light one after another.

I see, this is amazing magic.

I can also nod that Deanna said "I can't do it now".

When the cleric cast her last spell, all the light converged on Mr. Aeon's body and emitted a strong light at once.

"Whoa..."

My voice leaks.

Prison marks were washed away and it was one poor girl who showed up there.

Turn all over your body (...) Doss The black jailprint disappears beautifully refreshingly, with clear white skin dazzling.

Mad bright red eyes are turning into cool ice blue.

I wasn't sure about the jailprint impact, but yeah.

That's just the princess... or the elegance...

Let me get this straight, she's an amazing beauty.

The atmosphere may be slightly similar to that of Mr. Hetty.

Is it the one called the scent of high soy eti?

"Congratulations.... Indeed, you are very similar to His Majesty the former Emperor"

The cleric says, holding Mr. Ion's hand.

A former emperor would mean Mr. Aeon's father. The current emperor is talking about Mr. Aeon's brother doing it.

Does it look alike after all? Don't get me worried about how far you can delude me with your disguise.

In the first place, from the atmosphere, it's high soy.

More importantly, this is all beauty, leaving it alone will attract the attention of the crowd.

Chindon dealer Deanna and I agreed to stand out in a different way.

"Yes. Often...... I was told. My two brothers didn't look much like my father, so he said they were siblings who didn't."

Speaking of which, I've heard that daughters look like fathers and sons like mothers.

Even if not, because Mr. Ion's place is a sibling with a belly.

"Mr. Ayase"

Mr. Ion turns to me.

Rin's standing.

The power of the eyes staring straight is strong, making me think this is the original Mr. Ion.

Now I'm already losing my blessing, but all of a sudden I may just get the "General (General)" vocation. The aura is different, or the presence is still separate from the average person.

Mr. Ion bows his head.

"Thank you very much. I promise I will spend my life paying you back."

I wonder if it's because of his serious personality, which is Mr. Ion, the heaviest.

"Mr. Ion...... You didn't have to thank me for the imprint because it was conditional on Mr. Shamash becoming my slave."

"So, but..."

"It will be against Mr. Shamash that Mr. Aeon should be grateful. If Mr. Shamash hadn't cut himself, I probably wouldn't have done enough to give him a spirit stone.... Speaking of which, what about Mr. Shamash?

That's right, it's Mr. Shamash.

It's a lot quieter that you got Mr. Ion's imprint, but what's up...

"Ugh... good... really good, eon..."

"I'm crying!

Mr. Shamash was crying in tears of tears.

"Shamash......"

Seeing that look, tears come up in Mr. Aeon's eyes.

Shizukuishi spreads through her cheeks.

"Shamash!"

And I hugged Gabba and Mr. Shamash.

"Yikes, ion!?

"You idiot! If you shamash, don't cry. I hope you don't have to cry!

"So, because... Aeon, it's really so beautiful, carrying a jailprint... I cried and lived every day, and that's finally..."

"I can't believe I didn't cry every day... Sometimes, yes... sometimes..."

"But you're still crying..."

"Just for today! Just for today...... wow"

They give so many expressions that they can see beside each other that they were among those who had embraced, cried and laughed, and forgiven their hearts.

Different positions, different races, but I guess you two have a relationship that you can call your best friend.

Kimashi Tower.

"It's stretched again!

Shut up.

◇ ◆ ◆ ◆ ◇

"Oh, yes, Cleric. Will the cleric do the ranking up of the clan?

Until Mr. Aeon and Mr. Shamash settled down, the important story had to be put behind them, so I asked the cleric what I was concerned about for now.

Rank up your clan.

If the cleric doesn't do it, I can't do any ranking up. Going up to the Blue Rank or something, Spirit said......

"No?

Cute and necked, he said, "What's that? Is it delicious?" or something like that.

Trouble. I was just frustrated.

"If you're talking about the clan, shouldn't you just remember the ring, just like when you signed up?

"Oh, speaking of..."

At that time, I was like, 'Clan! Clan! Clan!' When I thought about it, Mr. Spirit popped up. Do you want to try?

"Clan! Clan! Clan!"

Pom!

When I remembered, Mr. Spirit jumped out of the ring.

No, maybe he didn't come out of the ring...

"Hello Master. Congratulations. You have met the Rank Up criteria so you can rank up from your current White Rank to Blue Rank. What will you do?

The one who can do his job without saying anything extra.

You have a much different personality than the spirits that come when you achieve guidance.

"Please."

"Yes. Okay, Dad, Dad, Dad!

When Mr. Spirit made his mysterious little leap, the color of the ring changed from white to light blue. The same goes for clan members' rings, which leak an exclamation exhale from everyone.

"So, this... more can you do than when you were white?

"Yes, the clan inventory frame will increase from 10 to 15"

"... that's all?

"Originally, getting a home base (home) and being able to teleport is the best benefit, but this time it is ranked up by a named monster crusade..."

"Oh yes..."

Apparently, it usually goes up from white to blue soon by getting the home of the clan and the dot.

Going up from white to blue, there will be five more inventory frames, plus a once-daily teleport to the home base….

This time, the named monster... I mean, the rank increase caused by defeating Algae, so it turned out to be less flavorful.

"So you're saying that if I get my home base, I'll be even higher ranked?

"Yes, I will go up to the Orange Rank once I get my home base. Orange will increase the inventory frame to 20, and other attractive perks -"

I see, it's not bad.

Blah, the inventory alone is a tricky perk. In short, it's a four-dimensional pocket. No, I don't know if you're transcending time.

Well, anyway, now we can rank up the clan.

I'm not sure about the home base (home), but this smells the same as my guide "Get My Home", which has not been accomplished for a long time and remains.

"How do I get my home base (home)?

I'll ask.

Half of them were no good, but Mr. Spirit started answering slurredly.

"The home of the clan requires at least a private room. A minimal clan can be one room in an apartment, but an orange rank will require a whole house."

"No, I actually have the whole house..."

"Really? That's crazy. Usually if you've lived in that mansion for a while, you should be able to register your home base..."

"I'm living... I should be. No sign of it at all..."

I don't know.

The spirits I'm talking about, by the way, are all I see.

So this looks like a one-way conversation from the outside.

"Live... oh, speaking of which, you've never stayed in that mansion"

I couldn't secure my own bed, so I end up going back to my room and resting every day.

I also have to check the online auction.

"Then that's probably what caused it. Because your clan is not recognized as a home by other clan members even if they live in a mansion because the player is alone with you."

"Player hey..."

Nevertheless, is that right? As easy as staying for a day.

Do you want to try it when you get home?

"Oh, yeah. Finally, I'd like to add more clan members."

"Yes."

"Two people crying over there. Mr. Shamash and - Mr. Ion."

"Aeon? Although your name over there is registered under 'Lucrión'. Do you want to change?

"Change..."

And sign up......

The Spirit manages the referendum in this world...?

"Here, what happens when you change it? You're changing your real name?

"Yes, I am."

Really...... You're out of clarity.

Awesome power. In this case, is my authority strong, or the authority of the Spirit strong...

But what do we do? That's right. Mr. Ion might not like to change his real name either.

"In the meantime, please register as your real name"

"It's all over. Sign up for Shamash and Lucrion as members of the clan Artemis"

"Yes, nice to meet you"

A blue ring appears on the fingers of Mr. Shamash and Mr. Aeon, who are still crying Guzguz.

I've done it on my own, but I'm already a lotus student.

You even said you'd be my slave, and that's about as good as this.

◇ ◆ ◆ ◆ ◇

The Spirit (Jr.) left and Mr. Shamash and Mr. Aeon settled down, so we talked about the Klan.

The colour of the ring is blue. The two of them were terribly surprised by the ring that had appeared at some point.

Mr. Shamash seemed to know about the clan as a legend and was surprised even then. Anything, there used to be a lot of clans, and all their members were just archmage mentors manipulating fearsome sorcery or something.

Well, I'm done with the clan, and I'm done with Mr. Rebecca's class up.

Guys, it looks sleepy, but if we don't talk about this, we're not done for the day.

I'm a little scared, but let's talk.

I wasn't really going to confess, but to Mr. Aeon, Mr. Shamash, Mr. Klan, Mr. Rebecca's class change, my class change.

There are a lot of things that are not normal anymore, it annoys me to think about who I'm talking to and how far I'm going, and more importantly, the members are going to have to go on a lottery of trustees.

In fact, even when it comes to secrets, there are other things besides Mr. Aeon's secrets that can be known and managed. I've already rooted for a certain extent in Eliche myself.

"Well, then, uh... we're going to talk about something important. Well, needless to say, including about Mr. Aeon... please keep it all a secret"

I got my place right.

Deanna, Marina, Mr. Rebecca.

Mr. Ion to Elepi, Etwa and Shamash. And clerics.

Everyone is looking at this one with a nervous eye.

Thin, maybe you're feeling what you're going to talk about.

I started talking, one at a time, without hiding anything.

That I'm coming from another world using a mirror.

that they are generating revenue from cross-world trade;

Blessed and that as many as eight vocations have emerged.

That I have an inherent position.

The swordsman's vocation also changed class to the unique position of "fourth demon swordsman".

All four must be skilled.

Having a good use of appraisal skills.

I told you everything I've been hiding.

It's close to betting that I even told the cleric.

But the clergyman is the one who seems to be on Eliche's side among those in power.

I want to hang up my card here. For the future.

Everyone took my confession with a surprised look.

Among other things, the part about having an inherent position is something I hadn't told anyone yet.

"Unique Job……. Mr. Zillow, when he received the blessing, he said he had not been given a unique job…"

"Excuse me, Cleric. I was under barometric pressure and I lied then."

"Besides... now I have an inherent position... do you have two...?

"It will."

The cleric is half-hearted.

I have two legendary "unique jobs" for just one.

Hmm. Is it hard to keep it a secret?

"Hey, you know what? Your husband."

I get up like Deanna can't stop me from smiling with Nimanima, and I come around with Uzuzu.

Only Deanna has a different tension than everyone else.

What's the matter...?

"I knew you had an inherent job. I always knew it would be some kind of skill because I used the art of sneaking around on spirits."

"Well, they found out from the beginning.... Still, you look somewhat happy, Deanna"

"That's already!

A full-body tattoo unlike a jailprint.

If the imprint is "Yin," Deanna's imprint can be called "Yang."

Now I'm used to seeing it, but it's so colorful and intense.

When the special guidance is over, this tattoo will disappear... but then, like Mr. Aeon, will a beautiful elf show his face?

Well, if you're used to seeing it as it stands, it's cute...

"Your husband! Your husband, my..."

Just when I can't stand it, Gabacho and Deanna hug me.

And I'm going to hug you hard.

The heat of the hot, exhilarating skin is transmitted over the clothes.

That's right, everyone is peeling their eyes at this behavior.

I'm surprised, too.

What's the matter, really?

"It's my - destiny person (...)"

With a hug, Deanna whined those words in my ear.