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

"Um, um, don't be eaten at all. Some of the monsters are incredibly valuable."

Meer cheeked the meat on the metal skewer and leaked like that for fun.

It is a finely chopped meat of Aiya.

The skewers were prepared by Meer.

[Clay] was used to create dirt skewers, which were transformed into metal with the skills of [Alchemy].

I also sat in front of Meer using [the technique of humanization].

In my hand, I had a skewered phase willow that Meer gave me.

Phase Willow was originally green on the body surface and white on the meat.

After I burned it with [burning breath], it turned red and brown.

Keep your nose close and smell it.

It's kind of like medicine... it smells raw... it smells like that.

I'm not saying it's bad, but it doesn't feel so appetizing.

"Lord, because you don't eat? The salt is delicious."

That's what Trent said, he was eating Phase Willow meat flat.

Meer is happily looking at Trent as well.

Trent, I guess you're actually more adaptable than me.

I turn my attention to the remains of the Phantom Willow.

The eyeballs are all like ruptured by impact, but some of them are distorted and still in shape.

I got eyes on that.

Somehow he closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.

Airyu also possessed sacred skills, just like me and Meer.

"You're really delicate, aren't you, Ilsia? But when I saw what Oneiros looked like, I assumed on my own that he was going to be a much worse person. You look so cute."

Meer opened her mouth, laughed to tease me, and put her mouth on Phase Willow meat again.

... Hi Meer, I don't have a clue.

Sometimes you look ruthless, sometimes you look like you have something in your belly.

I wonder, it also has a teasing aspect of threatening Trent and Aro to spy on the reaction and make fun of me.

Aro sitting next to me pulls my left arm and leans over, staring at Giroli and Meer.

"I won't give it to you, dragon god!

"Oh, hey, allo..."

After seeing the condition properly, Meer narrows her eyes as she perceived something and reaches for the next skewer.

"Huff, you've always been liked by your men."

... I really don't have a grasp on Meer.

It's hard to tell from where to how serious you are about what you are saying and where the sincerity of what you are saying is.

You said you wanted to deepen rapprochement before you fought together, but I wonder if you have something to aim for.

To explore me?

Because you want to get credit?

No... or some other intention...!

"Have I said too much extra stuff? I'm sorry if I offended you. I, too, may be a little too dry. In my case, I've been single since I was taken in by this Ngai forest, and even before that, I acted separately from my men. No, but eating with someone is fun. I feel like I've been feeling busy for a long time."

... Advice, is this the real deal?

I was naturally loose in my mouth.

I carried the skewer in my hand to my mouth.

I hesitated a little at the last minute, but I meditated on my eyes and wore them all at once.

Better than Adam! Better than eating Adam!

"Ah... unexpectedly."

It tasted like a halfway between chicken and eel.

The meat is stiff, weird elastic and slightly rubbery, but that's not so negative either.

The more you chew, the hotter fat juice will erupt.

Meer laughed nicely.

"Didn't I just tell you it tastes pretty good? You didn't believe me, did you?

About thirty minutes later, Trent turned his swollen abdomen to the sky and slept on his back.

"Ugh, I ate a little too much."

"You can move properly...? We're leaving now."

'I know, I know...'

"No, it was fun. I'm sorry you had to go out with me so much."

"That's not true. Aro and Trent were wearing out, so I need you to eat well and recover for the Hecaton Cale battle. Besides, I had fun too. I don't know, I kind of misunderstood Meer."

Meer is trying to stop the voice of God.

Previous generations said it was a spectacular battle involving the rest of the world.

Is there also resentment, or a sense of purpose, that we must stop the voice of God trying to destroy the world?

Perhaps there is also a sinful connotation for those who had to sacrifice.

So Meer looks straight to the Voice of God crusade.

It's too stoic and different from the way we think, but given Meer's position and background, her thoughts are also convincing.

Besides, there's still a human sensibility in Meer.

That's what it seemed to me.

"That's good. He didn't seem very trusted, so that's where I was concerned. Ilsia, I'm glad you guys got along so well."

That's what Meer says and laughs at Aro.

Aro shook his shoulder frighteningly, hugging me in one arm again, and staring at Meer.

"Allo, you don't have to stare like that"

"Ooh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"Hahaha, that's hard. Apparently, Ilsia, when she likes you, Aro, she hates you."

Meer said so like a tear, looking in a different direction.

I followed her gaze.

It was the direction of the huge tower that Hekatonkail was protecting.

Maybe Meer was thinking about the future.

At this distance, you should be able to get to Hecaton Kale without coming into contact with the demons anymore.

When we get a little closer, we'll pinch the rest and fully recover Aro and Trent, and we'll have a rematch against Hekatonkail.

If we defeat Hekatonkail, I'm sure we'll see some way to crack down on the status quo.

Once you're out there, split with Aro, Trent and Meer, join the Volks and destroy [Spirit Servant].

... when it's over, the voice of God should show up before us again.

"Hey, Ilsia, you"

Meer calls my name.

Turning around, he was staring at my face.

It seemed to me that way, like exploring.

I got up.

"You, Ilsia, kill the voice of God. I asked for it."

"Oh, yeah, I'll do it."

I nodded.

After nodding, Meer wondered if she'd given up beating God's voice directly herself.

Meer, like the demons here, seemed to be stripping some of her skills from the voice of God.

Maybe that's how she knows that opportunities like she can evolve no longer come around to herself.