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

I met Meer face to face.

With her in front, her own inquiry sounds an alarm.

Meer is much smaller than me, but much stronger than me.

Sometimes I know because I checked my status, but I can feel that on my skin just because I'm confronted.

Meer's diving training ground is a lot more than I am.

I've been doing a lot of things.

But if you're right, Meer has been through so much tragic that she can't compare to me.

Erdia's army of dragons of Noah, the demon king she was serving, has been annihilated by only one person, nestled by the Virgin to wage a war on her human opponent on a far greater scale than I do, and has been defeated by challenging the voice of God at its end.

I feel the strength of the person and the experience I have gained from the surrounding atmosphere.

If you're confronted with her, you're going to feel like you're going to be crushed by it even now, in front of a big, inexperienced being, that's probably why.

"Do I need to introduce myself? Mr. Dragon."

'... No, I'm sorry, but they made me look at the status. Besides, brave Meer... your story was famous even in my generation'

"You're a brave man... what an ironic title you have now. But right. You haven't lost your skills around here yet."

Meer and the demons here had no [voice of God] or [status viewing].

According to Meer's story, he was apparently pulled out after being taken inside the Origin Matter.

I, too, would probably have replaced sacred skills with replicas and confiscated those skills if the madness had progressed.

... Meer doesn't seem to be completely out of his frenzy, and he has sacred skills that aren't replicas, so I can see how there is another situation.

"Sorry, can I tell you a generation? I'm sorry, but I don't know if you're in a thousand years or two. I've been asleep for a while."

Naturally, he still knew and jumped into the [meddling prison] of Origin Matter.

"One generation, five hundred years from now. We're not that familiar either."

I say that, and then I turn my face toward Aro, Trent.

"I'm Ircia... This is Aro, Trent"

Aro and Trent bowed their heads in awe.

Meer smiles.

"Right. No, I envy you with your adorable men. Huff, my men had a lot more weirdos. To get to know a person, I often say not to know the people around them first. Although you're not human."

I was a little thrilled to hear that.

Meer's men are Umkahime, Clay Guardian, Shub Nigras, and Clay Brave.

I may have had more things in the past, but I met them face to face in the easternmost exotic area.

And... I'm killing most of them.

It was over there that attacked me, and it was a test to test my power, Meer's will, that's what Umkahime said.

But somehow, I was reluctant to talk about it.

Meer is warm now, but there was a danger that something would switch and change the leopard.

As far as inheritance was concerned, he was a pacifist and hero of injustice thick in righteousness.

But when I put myself in the present, there was something that I didn't really think was all that was going on.

…………

Did Meer wonder how I was, narrow her eyes and look at me like she was observing me?

"Hmmm...... maybe I've seen him before?

"Ah, oh......"

"Right, right. So, did those kids turn out to be your good experience? Huff, there wasn't quite an A + grade demon on the table, so that would have been just fine, right?

Meer distorted her lips and smiled.

I'm stuck with words to give back.

It was something I was thinking about.

It's too much of a test to fight someone who doesn't need to fight and let them fight until one of them dies.

From the outset, Meer was going to hand over her subordination as an experience to the sacred skill that seemed to inherit her will.

But I couldn't understand it in my sensibilities to talk about it happily.

"You know what? If there is no attenuation due to some factor, the experience level A is 64 per level… In A +, it is nearly three times as high as one hundred and ninety. Because the level max is also different, the difference is actually even greater. You've come this far, you know that already?

"... wasn't he an important companion? Why are you treating me like I'm just a number?"

Meer tips her neck with her finger against her lips.

"It's a necessary sacrifice, for a purpose. Are you going to fight that voice of God, too? You're not gonna tell me you're going to meet me."

Meer stares at me with no expression.

I had cold eyes. The thick scales of Oneiros felt cold.

Trent could no longer stand and was about to fall on the spot, supported by Aro.

"If you can fight...... I'm going to"

I chose the words, and so I returned them.

I had my doubts about who God's voice could resist in the first place.

While basically obeying, Lilixilla seemed to have the idea of shielding the value of being sacred and not giving up important aspects.

That seems realistic to me, too, with the utmost resistance.

"Isn't that sweet thinking? I thought you knew better than to be a winner with every beautiful side of the line. I'm sorry to hear that. Was there less sacrifice?

Meer had such a mouthful that she didn't seem offended, she just said the facts.

I remember the other guy, and I felt myself pissed off at once, but I managed to contain him.

He's the one you should never be hostile to.

He's the only person in the Ngai Forest who could help us deal with Hekatonkail.

In status, even that Origin Matter outweighs it.

Even Crave, who was supposed to be Degraded Meer, overwhelmed me with combat skill by a lot more than he did with his stats.

There is no way that a real Meer is warm in that respect.

I'm not the one who can handle it.

"The poor character of God's voice is first-class. Though I don't even think I can properly pierce my will with such readiness..."

That's when Trent came out before me.

"Lord Meer! I don't know how harsh the situation was... but it's unacceptable for you to take the Lord lightly over what we've been through!

Stand with short wings all the way to Meer.

"Trent......"

Meer glanced at Trent.

I silenced myself to think of something, and, heh, leaked small.

"What, what is it! If you are going to say any more... I will not condone this Trent!

Shh, shh, Trent hits the wing.

The next moment, Meer disappeared and placed her hand on Trent's back.

Trent makes his shoulders tremble in a freak.

Ugh, the motion, even I couldn't keep up with my eyes.

"You're so brave and kind. Sorry, next time I say it, I'll be a little more careful with the way I say it."

I plundered Trent with my foreleg nails and pulled him away from Meer.

Trent poked his ass cake over my front leg, like he lost his hips.

Then I get up softly.

'Wow... you just have to know, if you know...'