Reincarnated as a Dragon’s Egg ~Lets Aim to Be the Strongest~

306. An Aristocratic Atrocities 3 (side Tolman)

"Gu, gu... you know, those fucking dragons...! Scratch my shoulder... Gu!

My brother stayed off the battlefield on a flying dragon while Azarea supported him in his body.

Dastardly, ranged attacks released from blind spots......

What a cowardly hand to use for a big figure.

If the nation is full of savage monkeys, then the patron god is also the patron god, and so on.

"Hey Azalea! Why don't you put a" high rest "on my shoulder?

"I know what it's like to rush, but here's a little bit of a lack of concentration. Please wait until you rendezvous with the fourth largest unit I've left behind. Sorry for the delay in treatment due to my immaturity"

"Become... you mean you're going that far back! First of all, we can still fight as long as the wounds are blocked! Why is this..."

I was curious.

Why did Azarea take it out to the Fei Long and make a retreat?

Azarea left it at bay whether she had any ideas or not, but I didn't know she was going to leave that far...

So, isn't it up to Alan to take care of all the extermination of the barbarians?

He says he's been selecting weapons for this day, but it's in vain.

My audacious feelings are also unsettling.

"Won't you turn back soon, Azalea! That dragon will kill us! If we don't get back soon, Alan will crush us! He stands on his arm, but he's an idiot! Leaving our prey for us…"

Alan is the descendant of a near-extinct giant tribe and is called Alan the Huge Hulk.

The more I've crusaded the median dragon almost alone, the better my arm is, and if it's a simple power battle, the best in Dantoz among the 'Hungry Hunters'.

"... My lord, I apologize for my disrespect"

"What no?

"As for Alan, there's nothing I can do. It's not enough for the lord either. At best, it would have been a pebble I put on the road. So this is why you're not landing without flying a flying dragon. The first, second and third forces that rode inside the settlement with us… should be considered devastating already. How many other large units are safe..."

"Is...?

I couldn't understand the meaning of words for a moment.

The third largest unit lacks a bit of applicability, but is the top of all major units in breakthroughs.

To the first major unit are all fierce men who excel in overall strength, led by Azarea.

That's the state of devastation... what are you talking about?

"That quickness, range, power... it's not comparable to the demons I've ever seen. When I was serving Baron Gobia, I had been driven out by the crusade of Living Mounds, but overall, it should be considered far superior to that one. I was proud that demons have a wide range of knowledge... but I can't really identify what that dragon is. Too bad I don't know what I'm good at..."

LIVING MOUND... also known as the small mountain of life, is a demon who looks like a cloud of earth has been covered.

It is feared to be B-rank...... it does not come down caged in the mountains, so it is not the first thing that the state intervenes and comes to crusade etc.

Baron Gobia has owned the mine for several generations, but said the living room mount prevented him from carrying out the mining properly.

It was Azarea who hit the helm of that Living Mound crusade.

It's also how my brother laid eyes on Azalea, and I know him well.

Far more superficial than that...?

"Then don't be silly! Demons above the B rank, Living Mound, etc... Why do such monsters keep their shoulders in the Litveal tribe, etc!

"My lord, this time... let's leave. It's a matter to report to the state."

"Bubba, stupid...... is there such a stupid thing! Besides, at this time of year, if we lose the whole top of the 'Hungry Hunter'... wouldn't my brother's path as a king candidate be turned down! You want me to miss this great opportunity!

"No! As long as His Excellency is alive, there are as many opportunities as there are! I will do my best to support you as always, so please make a wise decision. This is no place for people like you to risk their lives!

"Gu, gu... gu, gu..."

That being said, this is such a great opportunity, it can't come around again.

And even though that dragon is superior to the living room mount, Azarea's gear, his men, and his own health should have been much lower than they are now.

Baron Gobia was afraid of the power of Azarea and said he had committed acts close to torture so that the will to defy would not bud.

Azarea originally survived when a church priest in Baron Govia's territory was subjected to cults and applied suspicious techniques to orphans.

When the royal soldiers boarded up and captured the church priest, they said that there were azaleas in the basement and the remains of orphans who should have been raised in the church.

The high physical ability of azaleas and the magic of flares that should not be able to be handled by normal humans also probably have something to do with that background.

That's why Baron Gobia was unusually scared of Azarea.

A famous sword cannot be handled by a third-rate swordsman.

From below us, Azarea should be far more talented than she was at the time.

Isn't it something Azarea could do if she meant it, such as that dragon...?

No way, you azaleas, you're afraid to die, so you're putting my life in danger on the stock, and you're not just pressing for a retreat?

All of you... Forget about your thanks, keep it up...!

If I looked backwards, I could see multiple soldiers running through the woods in the distance.

That bright red hair... of the Second Major Squad Leader, is that Grodel?

If you look closely, apparently your affiliation took ten soldiers apart.

What happened to my direct reports?

He... ran off with the big captain.

If this happens... truly, the troops that rode into the Litveal nest may already be devastated.

No, but it's convenient to have been able to rendezvous.

"Hey Azalea, isn't there a Grodel over there! Anyway, get off once! The story starts with that!

"But... it's close to where the Fourth Troop is holding off, so please, until then..."

She usually listens to me in two replies, but she's not responding very well right now.

Even though they say this one is frustrating!

I thought he was a good driver and a good explorer, but this is as soon as my crisis looms!

"Ready? The wounds are deep! If you had handled it well, you wouldn't have had to get hurt like this! As it is, I still have sequelae in my brother's arm! Come on down! Look, this is an order!

"... Ha, sorry"

Fei Long turns himself over and heads to Grodel and the others as he lowers altitude.

Approaching the ground, a soldier accompanying Grodel was seen holding a Litveal kid.

"Hehe... Dear Tolman! We got their kid! Listen to me! These guys, they know about Carbuncle!

Grodell shouts at my brother with a mesmerizing, drawn grin.

So don't ask me about the escape, but I told you.

Because of this idiot, the defeat of the battle in the settlement is like a decision made.

... but let's just say that's enough.

Carbuncle information is certainly useful.

Bringing it back is commendable.

Worst...... If we can collect just the carbuncle, the buds that can still make us kings will remain critical.

"Chip... I didn't know this guy had to be spoiled for the next good! I wonder if this irritation will let the kids clear up."

"I like that, Master Tolman! If you get your eyeballs squirted and your hands and feet exposed, you'll shake them, and most importantly, you'll be the coolest!

Yeah, he's still a bad taster.

I don't hate watching miscellaneous fish driven by anxiety and anger.

…………

Azarea keeps her mouth shut and stares at Grodel.

"What's up, Azalea"

"... maybe we can, maybe"

"What no?

"After I take the information... could you please let me keep that Barbarian child? If you can use that... to trap the dragon, you might also be able to disable it. If the dragons really put their shoulders in the Litveal tribe,"

"Ho, ho, is that true! Well said! That's Azarea!

It seems that the usual conditions have finally returned.

"If you could lend me some of the remnants of the Fourth Troop or the other Troops... If you're a monster opponent, Nell, who has placed you in the Fourth Army, will also fight you fully. Your Excellency hates you so much, but that's a good soldier far beyond Alan, as long as you can make him fight for it."

"Let's just say I'll leave it to you. At your discretion, you can take as much as you want."

"But now that we lack too much information, it's a dangerous bet. Your Excellency once...... leave this forest. This place is far too dangerous than expected. If, in the unlikely event of your death, it is the Ardezian nation's loss."

"... well, fine. Let's leave all this to Azarea."

Disgruntled...... It is rare for Azarea to say so far.

That's no doubt a dangerous dragon.

Believe in the words of Azarea, shall we retreat and have good news?

"Wow! Oh, hey, stop!

Unexpectedly, Grodell pulls the reins as she speaks close to screaming.

Horses on board stop moving as if they hit something after rapidly slowing down.

Nor is it only Grodell, but others as well.

After stopping, the horse let his body tremble with a puffiness, as if tied to an invisible rope.

"Nah... hey, what's going on!

"It looks like a demon. If you think about fighting that dragon later, you have to avoid wasting magic..."

Azarea said so, jumping to the ground before the Fei Long landed.

He lands near Grodell, pulls out his sword and swings around.

A horse rammed out on the spot as soon as possible and Grodel was thrown to the ground.

Later, a flying dragon carrying my brother stepped down to the ground.

To see what Azarea did, was it the yarn that kept the motion sealed...

Apparently, he's a spider demon too.

Have you entered the spider's nest... well, not our enemies, such as low-level demons.

Shortly after we came down, a thick fog began to spread around the area.

"Hey, what is this...?

When we are distracted, we hear screams from a little distance away.

"Bullshit, it's a monster! There's a monster! Help me, help me!

What are you frightened of by your junior demon opponent... that's what I thought, but the next moment I heard a voice squeezing something with your snooze.

If you look me in the eye, the little woman's shadow is blurring in the fog.

It's just... only that one arm, oddly big.

It was such a creepy silhouette.

"Hey... hey..."

My brother dropped the sword in his hand on the spot.

Azarea made the expression look harsh and screamed.

"It's undead! You're ahead of us, it'll take a while. Grodell! Just in case, ride the Flying Dragon with your Excellency and flee towards the Fourth Army! Other guys, dump the horses, take the kids and get out of the fog and run about behind your Excellency! Never let go of a child! Whatever escaped with your bare hands, remember what happens later, even if it helps now! Hands and Jade stay with me, hit the undead and spider's foothold and crusade! I'll just tell you first, now I can't use magic for later! On that basis, stand around! In case of prolongation, after rendezvous with the Fourth Troop, bring in reinforcements!

What the hell is going on in this forest?