Let's sort out the story.

Mr. Anne, or Annelotta, the daughter of the chief of the family of the rabbit, was abducted.

This is a kidnapping, but the killer officially left the castle in Dragon Country. deceived.

Now it is established that there is a traitor within the family of the rabbit.

There is a good chance that the murderer will be in the city where the family of the second highest ranking (Kamo) lives, although it is not yet known.

"If kidnapping becomes a problem later, you won't be eligible to participate in a technology competition. Then you don't have a Bobcat's family."

What is Her Majesty's valve.

Well, if we weren't at Mr. Tsubaki's home, we'd be moving to the home of the Big Bobcat.

The moving-country defense is strong, but my "Dark Crossing" would be fine. I was told it was the best candidate.

It is a rescue operation in the first place.

I need Mr. Ann to trust me. I have no problem with that.

"But you're here to rescue me. Just pretend to be a coincidence and help you."

Is that it? The difficulty has increased.

"You can do it."

"Well... maybe I can"

Do you pretend to be a coincidence? That's hard.

"Are there any restrictions on rescue?

Restrictions include not breaking things, killing dignitaries, and making them look like the work of the demon kingdom.

"There's no limit. You can do whatever you want. But only when you're seen in the face, do it right."

Hmm. If you can't even see his face, he can do whatever he wants.

I don't care what Dragon Nation seems to have done if they don't think it has intervened.

It's important, let's say it again. If they don't think Dragon Country (...) intervened, they can do anything.

That's right, Her Majesty the Queen is fat.

In fact, she is a well-styled aunt. Oh, I was stared at. Should I call this a sister?

"So, you know, I thought you'd take it on, and you're already doing people. I wonder if Leon can leave tonight."

That's sudden. But it was an urgent project, so can't you help it?

"Okay. There are a few places to keep your face, so I'll ask you again at night"

"Nice to meet you. I'll send you to the border with a flying dragon."

"Thank you. Later, then."

I bowed my head deeply.

We have to get back to the royal palace by night, so let's do what we have to do right away.

First, he showed his face to his part-time destination, Fluffy Blower.

"What's the matter, at this hour"

"It's really sudden, but I had a friend from the moving-country who was going home, and he was going to be able to introduce me to the bakery in my country."

Convenient, but fits in a rough way.

"A bakery in the country of moves? Could this be a long break?

"Yes. I think I'll train at a real bakery. It's a short period of time, but for the future."

"Right. You might want to go once. But do dragon jockeys think about the future and go learn real moves..."

Rob looked delicate at the end.

That's right. I've already closed the road to the bakery. No, let's change our minds.

"It's not a bad thing to have technology."

"Right. The dragon will be taken care of next year. All right, come on.... but that was sudden."

"Yeah, if we don't go home together, that country looks like trouble... you know what I mean"

"Uh, right. Does that mean the city where your family lives? Well, the people who come to the King's Capital of Dragon Nation, they're mostly from home town. Good luck."

"Yes."

That's it for Mr. Broire.

Let's write to Linda.

Suppose you suddenly find a place to train bread.

When I go home to my parents, they'll definitely come after me.

I guess I should come back just before the dawn of a long holiday.

As I give the letter to the dorm administrator, I tell him that I will leave the dorm during the long holidays.

The janitor seems to be used to it and handily prepared the paperwork for me.

"Come back properly," he said, without having to tell me where he was going, as more than half of his first life would return home.

The second-rate in the same room, Seniors Sein and Marty, but they're mostly in dorms for extended holidays because they have dragon care, but they weren't there when they returned to the room.

I left only a letter.

Ark will be on a date. Recently, I've been broadening my social landscape and seem to be busy every day.

Write to Ark as well.

I told her not to worry if she didn't make it by the due date.

Well, I guess that's it... no, I almost forgot to contact my parents.

And I'll write to your sister too.

When I finished writing all the letters, I unpacked the dorm baggage.

"Okay, I guess this is it"

I also wrote to my father and sister that I would not be able to go home because I would train at a bakery in Atsukuni.

I can't write about directives from Her Majesty the Queen, but my father would guess.

When I finally finished all my preparations, I melted into the darkness and headed to the royal palace.

The Royal Palace has a dedicated dragon house, packed by numerous dragon jockeys.

Carry people or letters in an emergency.

And the offering of His Majesty the Queen for a walk?

This time, I was treated as a VIP because of an urgent directive.

Let the Fei Long ride you, but if you are leaving in the Fei Long from the royal palace, you will not be asked any details.

The dragon jockey carries me to my destination in silence.

Departing from Wang Du at night in Fei Long, we reach the town of Chulis before noon the next day.

The carriage takes six or seven days to fly.

"Yeah, well, you need to hide Leon's dragon print. Put this on the back of your left hand."

Her Majesty the Queen has handed me a transparent sheet.

As I was told, I'll stick it on top of the dragon print.

When I applied the sheet that was transparent, the dragon print disappeared somehow.

Surprised. Amazing technology.

"Don't peel this off until the mission is over."

"Yes, sir."

Is there such a thing? I didn't know.

I guess he looked strange.

Her Majesty grinned and explained.

"Leon joined a loyal legion. That's why I'm qualified to use this. Those dragon jockeys in there usually hide dragon prints with it."

……

Speaking of which, Hiff from "Left Hand" said.

The dragon is against the nominal 2,000 horsemen, and the real number is more than that.

I see, did you usually hide dragon prints on this sheet?

That's not why you won't find out.

There are endless questions as to why the number of dragon jockeys is so high, but one of the mysteries was solved.

And with this, my [right-hand] life must be much easier.

You can use it all the time, right?

"Thank you, Your Majesty. We will always return to the directive with success."

"I hope so."

Soon after, I was put on a flying dragon and left the capital.