"No, no, excuse me. It's been a long time since I've seen my brother. I've forgotten who I am. I want you to forgive me in peace."

"Ha, ha"

Prince Atl's uppermost brotherly thin macho bowed his head so deeply that he was sorry to see this one.

Is that it?

Where's the hot, bitter, tense MAX wussa tangled fine macho I was earlier?

What's right in front of me, though, is a refreshingly good-looking man full of nobility who even looks majestic apologizing?

"No, it's a distant, brotherly thing of age, and I'm going to spoil it sticking. Just impudent as my oldest brother."

Whoa.

With all that said, your face is Derek Derek's Yuru.

Yeah.

You're the same person.

Surprise.

"I'm really sorry I'm late, but welcome to Dylan. My name is Gator Ketsa Agul Dylan, Assistant King of the Kingdom of Dylan. Lord Dragon's Edge."

"Ah, yes. It's Kaoruhei Kaoru."

I hold back the gotten right hand I was offered.

The handshake with its blackened arms, which were heavily tanned, was as powerful as it seemed.

This is the reception room in a separate royal house.

Since then, he has been led here by Mr. Iris with Kayone and Utai up his ass who raise their distressed voices, sitting on a long couch in Hookafuka, facing First Prince Gattle on Thin Macho.

Beyond the thick, luxurious doors, you can hear the girls who still sound both screaming and disconnected.

Nannon.

"Gasha... No, my wife used to be familiar with Kayone and Utah. They were as adorable as their sister, and they were so worried about leaving the country and living in a distant exotic land. Why don't you take a big look at it?"

"Yes, no. Don't be careless...... oh, why don't you stop saying that salute? I'm younger no matter where you look from..."

Suppose they're the sons of the kings of this country, and the first prince is like the next king, right?

You're not good enough to treat someone like that with respect. Me.

I mean, I'm supposed to be the one who talks, and I'm supposed to be the one who talks.

A small citizen of Japan is not a good person to face.

Now, even Tammy Mouth to Atl should be a project that I can't help but be angry with.

"Oh, you know. Aoinoun, Dragoline, Kazuki..."

Aoi sitting next to me stretches out his right hand with OzOz.

"Oh! Don't make me look like an empty dragon! Welcome to Dylan!

Without a heart or more vocal than when I was, Prince Gattle shook Aoi's hand back.

"Rougelichte Drangrow.Nice to meet you"

"This is Lord Earth Dragon! Hey, what a day it is! As much as I'm happy!

Then he took Rouge's outstretched hand, sitting next to Aoi, and Prince Gattle had a full grin.

Jaja, held by Nana and Rouge, held by Aoi, is surprised by that voice, which sounds somewhat exaggerated.

It's all right.

Because it's okay.

"Whoa, you surprised the little dragon ladies. I'm sorry."

Laughing like trouble, Prince Gattle scratched his back of his head with his left hand.

I don't know how Aoi even knows about Rouge anyway.

Maybe we're being watched or something?

"Hey, you're exactly what Sage said! Sky Dragon, Earth Dragon, and young Dragon are adorable."

Whoa, I've already solved my doubts.

Alba Germain, that bastard......

You know where we stand!

"Uh, Alba ----from the rat sage that we're coming here today?

"Yeah. I'm counting on you to cooperate. Well, apart from that, certain people have told me."

"Legend?"

Who is it?

I don't remember anyone else in Dylan besides Aruba.

Mikuma won't have arrived yet.

"I am the king of sea dragons."

"To?"

Is that it?

How does the sea dragon know about us?

When I look at Aoi worried, I'm down the neck with a baffled face.

The next time I looked at Rouge, I tilted my neck with Kyoton.

You said you never met him, you guys.

"What's the message, may I ask?

Don't you see what I'm not asking?

I wonder what the hell it is.

"Yes. Gasha!

Prince Gattle calls out across the big door.

Beyond that there were still utai and kayone screaming similar voices.

"Damn. Wait a minute."

Prince Gattle, who rose from the couch with a twisted face, heads to the door.

"Hey, what is it? The story of King Hailong."

"You don't know anyone, do you? You're scaring me."

There are three, the apex of the dragon species.

That's the Dragon King.

One ----No, I don't even like to count some of them.

I don't count Jaja and Aoi.

One of its dragon kings, King Sky Dragon, has a face.

Euriel Dragoline, mother of Aoi.

He was a scary, powerful man who was becoming my trauma.

I've only seen him cut weak, but he's the owner of paranormal powers that aren't even in that state or at my feet.

I can't believe there were two of us when Aoi and I had no choice but to fight.

The other dragon king, King Diryu, is Rouge's mother.

I don't know anything about it, but I have an image that seems warm from time to time as long as I'm listening to the old stories Rouge talks about.

But seeing Rouge's battle in the Tooth Rock Expansion case, I'm a little scared to think he's stronger than that.

Yeah. Definitely.

It's all Yur's fault that my image of the Dragon King is out of fear first.

'Cause I was really scared!!

"Oh, Master Gattle. Let's play more with the Kayo guys."

"Later. Later. Master Ryu is waiting for you."

"Oh, that shouldn't happen. I'm sorry."

Shivering at the image of burning terror in his brain, Prince Gattle appeared pulling Mr. Gasha's arm from across the door.

From behind, Cayone and Utah, who boldly wore maid clothes, and Atl, who in this short time slyly lost weight, breathe constantly.

"So, are you okay?

Aoi speaks to Atl, who sat down on the other side of the couch.

"Well, it's not okay...... That's why I didn't want to come to King's Landing."

Atl holding his eyes and looking up at the ceiling.

Should I go through it when I see something that looks like a kiss mark on my neck?

"Other brothers, sisters, and sisters do similar things better than my sister-in-law Gasha... I'm tired"

"I don't think they love you guys"

I imagined that the circumstances you told me about during the duel made you uncomfortable with your family on your own, but you were totally close.

The only people you're not close to are your father, the king?

I just saw it. Doesn't your dad make you feel any better?

Behind the couch, Kayone and Utai are dressed back in yore yore and maid clothes.

What would they do if they took it off that far?

Is that a horny thing?

"Ah."

"Hmm?"

Nana was on my lap at some point.

They came cleverly from the top of Aoi's knee only with the force of his arms and tail.

Aren't you with the highs already? This.

Awesome! Awesome!

"Oh, yeah, yeah."

"Nana?"

I waited with my hands wide to take it, and Nana approaches Atl without stopping at my knees.

"Ugh."

Pong, and Nana tapping Atl's knee.

"Dear Nana... are you comforting me?

"Heh."

Looking up at Atl, Nana laughed at him.

Hey.

Wait a minute, Atl.

How many daughters do you have to look at instead of me? ----------

"He's kind. Thank you."

So Atl stroked Nana's hair.

"Come on."

Nana with a very lovely smile.

Huh?

Shh.

Why do you seem so happy, Nana?

Is it possible that people like Atl are good for you?

Yes, no. As a dad, there's nothing wrong with the person Nana has seriously chosen.

No, but isn't it too soon?

More. Come on! It's better when you're older!

And he's got a fiancée! And both of you!

"Kaoruhei-san, why do you look so scared..."

I sensed something, and Aoi pulled my clothes on my face.

"So, because Nana's in Atl!

"You're not getting taken... you're not even a year old yet, are you?

Yes, no, I know!

I know, but come on!

Nana's smile is special to me!?

He only shows me when I feel so good!

"Ha... I'm so worried about Kaoruhei-san's daughter fool lately"

"What! No, it's normal!?

"Shohei-san..."

Aoi and Shohei look at each other's faces and shake their heads as they sift.

"Aoi sister. Maybe it's too late."

What!?

"Gasha, give me an example."

I don't know. I'm a little shocked to be worried. Put me down, Prince Gattle and Mr. Gasha sat on the couch opposite each other.

"Yes. Good."

"Wow!?

Mr. Garsha takes out the likes of fist-big round crystals from that valley of rich breasts boldly opened.

What is that! Four-dimensional pockets!?

Something normal comes out of that place!?

It's a little bigger than Mikuma in size, isn't it?

Ha!!!

also, maybe Mikuma has something hidden in that chest valley too. This is...

Let's hear it next time.

"Khun Pei Yi Come on?

"Yes, it hurts. It hurts! You can't help it now! If it's a boy who says he'll see it!

My left ear was pulled as much as I wanted.

Nico, you're supposed to be laughing. Aoi's voice is so scary!

"Ugh!

Aoi, who took his hand off my ear, touched his own breasts with pets from above his clothes.

"... even for me, you can do that."

Yes, no.

I can't do that.

I'll never put it in my mouth, Aoi.

You can't do this.

"What... so... uh-huh?

"Fine, fine! It hurts. It hurts! You haven't said anything yet!

So stop pulling your ears!

"You looked at my chest with your poor eyes and shook your head!

Why not?

Damn, you were in my face and my actions because I'm too honest!

"Uh, is that good enough?

Prince Gattle with a bitter laugh pinches his mouth.

Next to it Mr. Gasha was laughing with Kerakera as he enjoyed himself.

"You're close, Master Ryu and the Edge. Gasha and Gattle used to be like that."

"Gasha, we'll talk about that another time. See, the word of King Hailong."

That being said, Prince Gattle stroked Mr. Gasha's head.

We're close.

"Yes, then..."

Mr. Gasha closes his eyes with the crystal on his palm.

I wonder what you're doing.

"It's a crystal ball that projects recorded footage. You're the type of person who can't play magic unless you do the right thing and say the right thing."

"Oh, is that a magic trick?"

Wind hospitality is a small citizen, so I'm not familiar with expensive magic equipment.

Prop geek Gassara would be thrilled to be here.

"Ed Letty"

Maybe that was the right word.

The crystal sphere emitted a pale light and began to project something into the air.

Is that a person... woman?

The blurry outline becomes slightly clearer, eventually reflecting its appearance clearly so that it is in focus.

"Huh! Carolia ~ su!!

... a slightly blistering, thirties or so woman was shown in do-up.

Tough.