"--Well, thank you for Asha."
"Of course, da. I promise you, Mr. High Elves, that you will live free of any inconvenience."
The chief undertook strongly.
I was a little confused about going back to the Dragon Man City to get the "boiled egg discriminator," but if I was to take Asha with me, I was flat on my back saying, "We'll all follow." So I just wanted you to give me a break, and I finally decided to go alone.
I wondered if I could trust the Dark Elves too much, but it's hard to imagine what they've already done in the Dragon City and that the Dark Elves are playing a play to trick us.
"... that's what you need, right?
I'm sure you're worried, Asha asked me.
Her golden hair shines beautifully in the morning sun.
"Yes"
I don't know what the gift of the [Demarcation Treaty] is, but since it is a gift with the name of the "Covenant" on the two worlds, I thought it would definitely be useful.
While I'm back in the Dragon City, Mr. Knock and the Dark Elves seem to be looking for traces of La Fizza. Thank you very much.
All right, I'm coming.
"Be careful."
I turned around and jumped out of the branch. [M]
Descend to the nearby branch and descend sequentially —— finally landing with [Wind Magic] slowing down the fall speed.
"--Be careful!
Asha's voice came from above my head.
I looked up and waved. [M]
(I haven't... talked to him yet. Regarding my ability to use talent balls up to 16 stars. But Asha trusts me... from the bottom of my heart.)
My conscience hurt a little.
"Ok, I'll be back as soon as I can to meet Asha's trust."
Re-energize and run.
The Dragon Man is the city to aspire to.
It's kind of awkward to leave a few days ago and come back soon.
Underground City
"Already, I think it's a waste of liquor to give you."
…………
"This incompetence! Guz! Hurry up and find 6 stars!!"
Ha.
The most esteemed Marshal resigned from the main house of Urumé, Salmé.
It's been more than half a month since a trespasser broke into an underground city —— an event that shakes the heavens and the earth.
Neither he nor the dragon man he took out (...) nor Sumeria can be traced.
Probably in the Dragon City, but I don't know where the Dragon City is.
(Salmon, it's pretty rough.)
The biggest strength of an underground city was that it didn't know where it was. Even though it was, they found out. Driven by the delusion of when the Dragon Man will invade, Salme.
(If you think calmly, there will be no reason for the Dragon Man to attack us. Mostly, far enough away to know where the city is, but you really think they're going on an expedition?
Recently, the Marshal thought the emotional instability of the salmon was excessive. The young man who always sat with him occasionally had a blue bruise on his face, so he must have been beaten by a salmon.
(Even so, they won't stop flattering with salmon. That's the only way to live....)
The marshal returned to the general headquarters of the army, scorning not only the salmon, but also the sweet honey-swarming insects beside her - leaving behind two female military staff officers and a weak designer.
"Oh, Marshal. It doesn't smell like alcohol today."
I was told to make fun of you.
"I was told it would be a waste of drinking."
"Ahaah... 6 stars after all?
The marshal nodded.
The loss of the gifted ball [Frenzy King Sword Mai (Insein Blade)] (...) was the reason for the emotional instability of the salmon.
The Marshal saw other army members receive the gifted jewels and put them in the vault. But the gifted ball disappeared the next day.
Of course someone stole it.
Salme was the first to suspect the Marshal, but the Marshal had no idea and conducted a thorough search, but could not find him. The salmon who saw it left little doubt, but the marshal was still innocent.
It was the staff officer here who stole it.
"Well, if you're strong enough, you'll want to keep it."
That smiling face is the usual staff officer.
She smiled so much back then that she gave her gifted balls out of her pocket - when she remembered that time, the Marshal still reacted to her body. My body was shaking and about to collapse from my knees.
(You did a terrible thing.)
While I think so,
(You mean use this?)
I thought so.
It is a gifted jewel with such power. The coup d 'état depicted by the Marshal can be accomplished with this gifted ball.
The marshal is hiding the gift ball.
"... the salmon is at its limit. When the Centurion returns, we will execute the plan."
Today, the marshal made up his mind.
The usual sluggish chief of staff tightened his expression and the designer trembled more and more weakly.
The Hundred Commanders were leading their troops into the territory of the Dark Elves. I ordered more talent balls from the salmon. What if the Dragon Man attacks--
"Designer. The return of the Centurion....."
As usual, maybe the day after tomorrow.
The marshal nodded when he heard the answer.
"Keep an eye on trusted people. Even if the Centurion doesn't return... the operation will be decided."
"The Centurion said he used the [Frenzy King Sword Dance (Insain Blade)]"
I'll use it then.
Both the staff and the architect were breathtaking.
They also understand the disadvantages of this gifted jewel.
—— I would definitely not recommend using that [Frenzy King Sword Dance (Insain Blade)]. Because the use of talent results in a loss of memory. As this progresses, I think it will eventually interfere with everyday life and die...
The example of Sumeria supported his words.
"But, Marshal, if you're gone, who's going to build the underground city after Salme's death...."
"I'll pick a successor."
Smiling at the designer, the marshal slapped him hard on the shoulder.
"Now, let's finish the plan. We need to find a way to hunt down the salmon and never let them escape."