On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons

When will the sky be dusk?

The crow is squeaking with pleasure in the distant sky.

"Oh, you know, it's coarse tea"

Shohei put the hot water on the table.

"Do the people of this country offer coarse tea to the royalty of another country?

"You're a jerk. It's the tallest tea leaf we've ever had. Shut up, drink, wash up, talk, and go home."

He's a humble guy. Japanese culture, you bastard.

Uh, irritating.

Why should I invite this bastard into my house?

That and this is because of that gray rat.

"Dear Wind Hospitality, thank you for inviting us today"

"Kaoruhei's house! Come on! It's so tiny compared to His Highness's mansion!

Kayone bows his head deeply and Utai looks over the living room with his eyes shimmering.

The windowsill in the living room shook billibly in Utah's voice.

"Utah, I'm sorry, but I have a baby. Turn your voice down a little bit."

"Huh!"

Utah hastily blocks his mouth with both hands.

Yeah, if you do that for a while, it's kind to our ears.

There's no reason to talk about Aoi and the others for long on that occasion, so His Royal Highness invited him into our home.

I was suspicious if you really knew the fucking rat or not, but what's in my hand now warrants it.

"The sword of the dragon fangs and the letter."

Dragon Tooth Sword boasts incredible whiteness and cleavage.

Take the patterned part and look at it as a giro.

Sure, this is that dragon tooth sword I used in tooth rock before.

That fucking rat treasure.

It always seems important, it's turned into a wonder space.

Come on, it's not something you give to someone you don't know.

And letters.

It was kind of in a creepy bright red envelope, sealed with beeswax like bean grains.

The beeswax that disappeared as soon as I touched the envelope.

That sounds like magic that was made readable only by a determined person.

If you open the letter inside, it matches the letter you left before when you picked up Rouge and the habit of writing.

Letters written in shitty Japanese.

It even has that rat's footprint at the end of the sentence.

Open the letter again, make sure.

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Hey, clumsy. How you doin '?

The only person who can open this letter is Clumsy, so can I just say that I'm seeing the Devil's Prince at a certain point in time?

It's really sudden.

I had a sudden emergency with the Hailong people, so I can't show my face for a while.

So I'm all set downstairs, and I'm writing this letter.

Yeah, preparation is about the twins.

It's about Jaja and Nana's special abilities.

I've repeated a lot of thought experiments and considerations on my part, and apparently that spirit itself is no different from magic in wavelengths.

A tribe that once lived on a ball continent used magic to "eat" decorations so that extra power wouldn't storm at an early age, right?

With that in mind, I tried to make it too, but the tribe had lost so much knowledge and skill.

On top of the fact that it seems a little time consuming to research and make from scratch, the material itself is now difficult to navigate with very rare ore in use.

Why are you doing this with the help of your friend? [M]

That's the girl with the glasses.

That kid looks smart, unlike you, so I'm sure he'll look for you.

I also took the lead because the ore is limited to the sphere continent, which is the living area of the Demons.

That explanation will be a bit long, so I want the royal sons to hear it.

It's kind of like a barter, but you'd be fine, wouldn't you?

I'm giving you that sword to prove it's my message. Definitely take it, right?

Well, you won't be seeing me for a while, but be careful, okay?

Whatever it is, I can't get my hands off it.

Wish me luck.

The twins are fine. I'm growing up fine.

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It's a long time.

And would you stop irritating people with even sentences?

Can't you live without making fun of me one time?

Then I'll forgive you very much!

"What does" Fumi "say in Sage's sentence?

Prince Atl sitting in the chair in front of me asks, as great as ever.

Why does this guy look so great?

Oh, because you're a prince?

That's why you're waiting in the back without Cayone or Utah sitting down.

"Ask you guys for more information. Well, that's definitely that Lord Nez letter."

The only thing that pisses me off so far is him.

"Wise men, Lord Nez, etc., sane or civilian."

Are you insane?

You suddenly offer a duel to someone you don't know.

"Your Highness will probably not be able to explain it, so may I explain it from Me?

"... like during lunch break, if you don't flirt along the way again, fine"

"Yes, I'm not flirting or anything!

Dyed his face bright red, Cayone missed his gaze.

Wow.

"To, brother. Aoi, do you want me to call you sister?

Shohei has whispered in his ear.

Hmm. I don't know what to do.

I kind of don't have a very good feeling about it.

Let Rouge and I take care of Jaja and Nana for a while.

"No, let's just listen to it before we do it"

"Wow, okay. What am I gonna do? You want me to go to your room?

No, I want you to stay here.

If it's too hard to talk about, it's possible I don't understand.

"Stay."

"Ugh, yeah. But I can't talk to the prince, can I?

It's okay.

The idiot prince who's treading back in front of me is probably the same type of idiot I am.

Shohei makes it easy.

"I'm fine. Leave it to your brother."

"I'm worried."

Hey, my brother.

Don't look so surprised.

I do it when I do it, don't I?

Maybe.

"The first time I met Sage was during the example of the Tooth Rock Dungeon Expansion."

Cayone, who had been teared up and upset by me, slowly opened her mouth to close her eyes and calm herself down.

He, I was wondering where he disappeared to these guys.

"We were prepared to return to Japan when diplomatic factors like ours were on the ground at the time of the disaster."

"Ready to go back?

Packing?

"Yes, because we demons have metastatic magic. It won't take me a minute to get back to my country."

No, no, no, no.

"Don't be silly. That's the Ball Continent, right? It's next to Australia, isn't it? How far away do you think we are?"

You sure you saw that on the news?

Metastatic magic is the limit now for about a kilometer, and it needs magic like an idiot.

When that distance grew a little, some Japanese research institute announced it and made a fuss.

"Yes, it's impossible with normal metastatic magic. But there's something special about everything."

"Special provisions?"

"The magic of the transfer of Dylan royal secrets can be transferred from anywhere in the world if you limit your arrival. Other demonic states probably have similar means."

Look, it's harder to talk to you from the start.

I look at Shohei all the time.

"Uh, you mean one-way magic with a fixed place to go home?

That's my brother.

Smarter than my brother!

"Yes, and the place to go is quite special."

Kind of a heavy air-breathing cayone.

"What's special?

It's a royal tomb.

A grave?

Bury your ancestor's body, that grave?

"Once the royal family of demons had so much authority, power and prestige that they were honored as equal to God. So if the royal kinsmen died, they would bury their ministers with them to serve the royal kinsmen who ascended to heaven."

"Together?

Huh?

What? I'm a little scared.

"Together. Those who are thick in loyalty die themselves, and the elderly who join their lineage die with them. Even kill the slave class of the house, the tailor, the cook, the hot tub attendant, the poisonous taster, and the soba noodles on every side, and bury them around the royal tomb. This has been a long-standing shield, and it is said that countless of them. Now, of course, it's a bad habit."

"Brother... I think I know something nasty."

Shohei glanced at me and grabbed my arm anxiously.

"Don't tell me, brother. You know your brother doesn't like the occult system. You."

You're never gonna see a horror movie or anything. Me!

You're planting extra knowledge!

The capacity of a fool's brain is invaluable!

"What is characteristic is the way it is buried. The magic that encloses itself in the demonic body will not disappear if it dies. Once the royal family used even that to create the royal tomb. Magic formations using corpses. By burying the corpse in a magical pattern and placing the remains of the royal family in the center of it, we created a magical fence to protect the tomb from grave vandalism."

"Oh, is that a special reason?

Shohei asks Kayone instead of me.

"Yes, this magic formation has excellent persistence and continues to work to this day. And what matters is the excess magic."

Extra, magic?

I'm not much of a stalker anymore.

If I had Mikuma here, I would be glad to dig out the root leaves.

"The magic required by the wall itself is a very small amount from the whole point of view. But the Royal Tomb means that the Magic Regiment always emits its greatest magic. The Royal Secret Transfer Magic is activated by exploiting this surplus. By using the magic of an incalculable number of bodies sleeping underground, it allows for an unlikely long-range transfer. Do you think you can make a normal magician this way?

Uh, I mean?

"If you don't have all that magic, you can't use long-distance magic, brother."

Oh, I see.

The metamagic I've been doing on the news and stuff is just a 'general' range of magic, I guess.

Less energy, more efficiency and higher performance.

He's a Japanese artist.

"The wise men asked me to use this magic of metastasis."

"Hmm? But that rat. You said that distance doesn't matter where the dragon is, right? You don't need that for him."

I only have business at the dragon's anyway.

"No, it is the wind who uses it. The wise man explained that it was you. It's only a month from now, when I'm on summer vacation."

"We are."

Speaking of which, the letter said, "I'll see you on the ball continent," too.

I mean, he told us to go.

Why doesn't he say something so important?

Explain it to me!

Newspaper!

Reporting, contacting, consulting!?

"Whatever. It's an offer from the legendary rat sage. I didn't mean to say no to us. Our nation is a nation that believes in the Sea Dragon. If it is the request of the wise man with deep ties to the dragon, we are willing to respond to it whenever possible. But this garbage worm."

Cayone looked bitter and saw Prince Atl sitting great in the chair in front of him.

"I am the one who asked the wise man. You can use it, but you need to drink the terms."

Prince Atl treading back and forth with a hunched nose.

"Conditions?"

No, it's like it said in the letter, too.

While I know it must be extra anyway, I have to ask.

"The wise man explained to us. There's a man in this town who's been chosen as a dragon and wants him and his family to use metamagic."

I mean, it was chosen, or something.

"My Dylan flourished by the protection of the Sea Dragon. And those chosen from the men of Dylan shall be warriors who shall name and defend the servants of the sea dragon. I was chosen to be a warrior before studying abroad."

Ah.

I can read a little bit.

This is a muscle thinking story, isn't it?

"Those who are chosen as dragons must compete with each other and be incisive! So you're going to duel with me, civilian! That's the condition for using metastatic magic!

Muscle language stinks. Ooh.