The group attending the wedding leaves.

Flying dragon formation. I'm in the lead.

I asked for the route before I left.

"Don't go through the merchant country, go around the east. We're headed north to exit the country."

The Aral Mountains lie just south of the Dragon Nation.

If you go east, you will not go through the merchant country.

"Is your destination the town of Chulis"

"That's right. Sounds like a night out there."

The town of Chulis is at the southernmost end of the dragon kingdom, but if you leave the king's capital now, you will get there before dark.

The first day will be a light trip and will not leave you tired.

It takes six days to get to the town of Chulis, by the way, if it's a carriage.

"I'll give you three breaks along the way, but if you're about to go off course, I'll put in a fix each time, so you can take it easy and fly."

"Okay. Best regards,"

Geography is on my mind in college class.

The landmark mountains, lakes, streets, etc. are also in my head, so I don't think I'm going to go off the route significantly unless there's more to it.

The problem has been since I entered the moving-country, but that's where my last experience comes in handy.

The route leads through the clan territory of the peacock to the clan territory of the peacock, but the surroundings are confirmed when Ann is taken out. We'll figure it out.

Incidentally, the two peacock families already have permission to fly.

Princess Sarane is the guest of honor for the wedding from Dragon Nation.

The princess came to congratulate, even at the college's admission ceremony.

The princess is only eighteen, but she often attends these official events.

I think he performs royal duties splendidly.

The dragon prepared by Dragon Country is sixteen horsemen.

Besides, I was specifically invited by Ann to go for the kingdom of moves with a dragon of seventeen horsemen.

"Leon, lead the way."

The captain of this expedition is a dragon maniac named Doras Egen.

Captain Doras lives in the Royal Palace and seems to be one of the members that Her Majesty the Queen accompanies when she goes for a walk with Ice Dragon.

He's a middle-aged dragon jockey with a tough, military-like face.

Other dragon jockeys nod at the words of this Captain Doras.

I think we talked ahead of time.

Originally my participation was irregular, so I don't care where you put it, but I wouldn't have expected any other dragon jockey to take the lead.

But it's obvious from what Charazard looks like.

There was no opposition.

Originally, the lead was an honorable role, but not so important.

If anything happens, it's the lead that's more dangerous.

People who are honorary but don't mind losing them. That seems to be the positioning.

I guess it's like a messenger informing us about the war. I don't know.

The formation consists of five horsemen in the centre and six horsemen each to the left and right, of all seventeen horsemen, which, viewed from above, proceed in the form of arrows.

Princess Sarane rides the dragon of the Doras manipulator and becomes the third in the center.

You can't talk to other dragon jockeys while you're in formation.

Because we're quite a distance away from each other so we don't bump into each other.

"Lord, you're bored."

First few hours of flight. Shalazad began to spare time.

Moon Warcraft, let Sharazard tell you it's Zock, but I won't ask you if you're there to hunt it.

Trouble, when I look away, I try to go on my own to the path (Michi) of the Yin Moon (Ishitsu).

"'Cause one of these days I'll be able to hunt enough to hate you"

I'm not telling you to wait until the Great Transition (Daiten), but if you go down the path of the Yin Moon, that's what you can hunt for as long as you want, and people will appreciate it.

'Fair enough. I'm sure of it.... but that one before this was delicious'

Tasteful would be a cow.

Perot and the one who asked for a replacement.

Give me more or I'll break out and I'll start ringing.

At that time, the dragon house man swept a great deal of sweat and "I'll check it out," he said, heading to his boss at full speed.

I was given a second cow at the scene judgment, but I asked Charazard because I was worried about what would happen to my bait bill if this was every time.

'Well, if the Lord says so, you can do it with one head from now on. But if you don't eat every five days, your body will. "

I said a hell of a thing.

One head every five days is tough.

A small dragon, one every thirty days.

Even medium-sized dragons are one every seven days.

The big dragon is one every four days, so maybe it's better than that.

Is Linda's home okay?

Let's talk about it seriously later.

It was my first long flight, but I arrived in the town of Turis without any problems.

Dragons can only fly through the sky and have a great sense of direction.

It flies straight at me once without deviating from the direction I set.

This flight was praised by the captain, the Doras.

I need to look very much like an arm that just got a dragon.

I guess that is.

Anyway, you're flying at Sharazard's own discretion, not mine.

Sharazard was pleased that his men could have and was flying while managing the formation at the head of the formation.

I'm not a strictly subordinate, but I kept my mouth shut.

Apparently, even when it comes to flying dragons, each one of them specializes in different things, such as speed, altitude, and endurance, and there are dragons that are delayed in flight or whose routes are blurred.

Sharazard immediately noticed that and was fine-tuning it.

He is quite a master geisha black dragon.

'Don't remember the old days. Tens of thousands of formations are on their way to eradicating the Zocs. "

Charazard sometimes tells such old stories.

Around tens of thousands of formations, I can tell it's a magical coin.

But I'm sweet, so I don't dare go in there.

Charazard often tells me stories about dragons, dragon maniacs, and two moons.

A massive battle that was a different place from here long before we were born.

Victory and defeat. And tell it to miss the story of regeneration.

I write it down. [M]

To dedicate to Her Majesty the Queen one day.