Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

Laundeboo with Luck this morning.

"Uh-huh! Fast!

Oops. No Landeboo. There was a prick over my head so we all hiked...... I guess not. It's flying, so what's it to Skyking?

No, well, anything is fine. In the first place, you're not the only one who followed me.

Just Keane and I are gonna go shooting next to us, bah... bal, balki... what the hell? Well, anything is fine. It also reminds me of Mendoxe to the Merchant Flight Corps.

When five Merchant planes overtake or line up in acrobatic flight, you can do whatever you want. Luck is also a big deal when it comes to it. Landeboo is such a sweet thing to say, but as far as I'm concerned, I haven't distracted myself by saying anything sweet, and I think I'm going to be a star like that.

"Luck, don't lose!

Apparently, Plitzhan was flirting over my head without even moving to this speed.

"Lucoo!"

I'll take care of it. Lukku's speed increases on the bulk, and the wind pressure hits.

I will not lose wind pressure due to the junction, but there is nothing I can do but fear. Really, Magicamben...

I don't have the power to stop the Merchant Flying Corps and Lukku & Pritsuman. Suddenly, Luck's acrobatic flight quieted down when he stomped that all he could do was desperately enjoy himself.

"Bae, that!

And, Pritsu, you raised your voice.

"There's a big rock floating around!

Rock? And as I scolded and encouraged my eyes on the verge of blackout to look around, I saw a floating group of stones in the front right.

"... have you even come to Chamberlain yet..."

As always, Luck is fast. You said it was still before noon, but you flew another four hundred kilometers.

"Bae. What's a shambala?

"It's a dwarf country."

The size is no different from that of Pritsuo Ala, but there are no wings or wings to fly in the sky, mandarin, small people are a race.

But why don't you name this dwarf living in Chamberlain? It is said that it is perhaps the most technologically developed species in this world and that it is five hundred years ahead of the earth when it comes to magic prop technology. Besides, the flying corps that owns it is enough to get rid of flying dragons and even fire dragons. It's a good country not to get too excited.

"Luck. We're getting out of here. Take your time."

I gently slapped Luck in the neck and asked him to.

"Luquette"

Clever Luck goes away from Chamberlain with a squeak.

A flag with a coffee cup painted out of the storage bag was put on the junction stick and raised to stand out.

"What's the point, that?

"It shows no hostility and who it is. Just a little too close, because Mendeaux doesn't think he's the enemy of the Merchant Flight."

This empty path is the shortest way to get to the Empire. If I can't get through here, I can't take a day trip.

"... the fact that they know what that flag means means means means means that they've been involved..."

"Ma'am. It wasn't a pleasant engagement."

We got along with some of them, but we didn't get along with the country. Well, let's not make unnecessary contact with each other. We keep our distance enough to build a tacit understanding.

I can't get in touch with the Merchant Flight Squad, but they seemed good enough to feel the intent of this one's actions, lined up to the left and right of Luck, and matched Luck with an undisturbed piloting.

Looking at Chirali and Chamberlain, the flying soldier who came out scrambled - the dragon fleet - had just come out.

"... come out as fast as ever. What kind of sentinel nets are you building, at all..."

A biological combat flying dragon aircraft, bio-modified with a winged dragon one or two metres in length. That's three thousand planes, so it's dwarf pane.

Kill speed and deliberately make them chase you, to show you that Luck is faster in speed, but not hostile.

Six planes have been scrambling. Is it a general machine based on the green fuselage color? I guess they've put out a general plane to show that they won't be hostile over there either.

Six dragon planes were found on 33 and moved to pinch us.

Well, this is the way the dwarf army does it, so don't panic about this one and make it noisy and whatever you want.

Even so, to the Merchant Flight Corps, not a little sway is awesome. No, well, aren't most things scary if you're on a variable fighter created from that cartoon? Besides, I'm perfectly armed...

Maybe it's the captain's plane. One of them's approaching us. In keeping with that, the Merchen Flight Corps also lowered to the rear to give way.

I don't know the dwarf's face because he's wearing a flight hat, but this one's just goggles, so I just laughed and showed my salute if I don't hostile him.

Well, even if you don't know my face, the green coffee cup painting would be known. Upon confirmation, he left, as did the other five aircraft.

As I followed the dragon plane leaving with my eyes, I let Lukkuk speed up when I had enough distance.

"... Huh. I'm glad the Merchant Flying Corps wasn't belligerent..."

The big showdown in the air or something.