The dinner party, invited by Mr Dion's chief, began.
In addition to Mr. Dion, Mr. Ann and Mr. Maurice's siblings, as well as Mr. Maurice's wife, participate.
Ann's parents are already in the Big Bobcat family territory.
Are each clan gathered to set up a technical competition management and organization committee?
Preparations are already in good shape, and Anne's parents, who are members of the committee, apparently do not have time to come back.
This is me and the three of us, but my mother is thrilled with the table manners and is teasing me.
At the meeting, we reported on each other's recent situation and proceeded softly as we exchanged jokes with Witt.
The chief of the clan appeals all the more to the friendship between the kingdom of moves and the dragon kingdom, but does he want someone on this table to hear it?
He said he was the only one in the body.
"Speaking of which, there are rumors of a major metastasis, and the world can hardly fit in."
How can I answer that?
How only in the body, and Chief Dion knows what's behind it.
There are ordinary people here to serve, and there are escorts standing.
I have a mother over here, too, so I can't say anything far-fetched.
"Peace and tranquillity are best"
Return the answer that is not obvious.
"That's right."
The chief of the family is snorting.
I don't seem to talk about getting into this any more.
Somehow, make the appointment harmonious .
Though it's all inside me, I guess it's a necessary conversation.
"I wonder how Lord Leon thinks about the future."
Sheikh Dion suddenly asked me about every great thing in my life.
"Right. I'm Pa..."
My father stared at me.
"Co, Cohon... If I can, I want to keep the peace of the people."
Dad, can't we talk about the bakery in this place?
When I glanced at my father on the side, he caught the right answer, nodding small.
"Right. That's reliable. That's the dragon jockey they say even manipulates dragons. From what I hear, you're already hunting tons of moon warcraft."
"Yeah, because Charazard wants it"
If only he hadn't wasted time, he'd be exploring the bakery path a little more seriously.
"I see. Together, the future of Dragon Nation will be safe."
"What?"
How does the chief of the family know about the division chief that even I just got informed about?
From there it was the single altar of Chief Dion.
He changed hands and praised me. [M]
I'm listening, so much so that it's not my story.
It was no longer even an atmosphere where we could get a match from along the way, but the recital of the chief clan continued.
The meeting was over while I was hammering.
Mr. Ann is smiling bitterly, too.
I went back to my room and asked my father.
"Is that it? Isn't that a political performance?
"What do you mean?
"With your approval, what the chief of the family said became a fact. In the future, we'll be fine-tuned elsewhere, while the information we've just received will be circulated. It's a fictional statue for you, but as a matter of fact, it's spoken of in the past."
I mean, I guess there was some sort of implicit understanding.
So is the case with the division chief, but he may also have a lot to talk about with Dragon Nation.
"I wonder how that happened"
"One would be a political appeal. It's easy to understand. I guess the other side is the military. As long as the current story continues, the merchants and demons will hesitate to take military action."
Father said he would refrain from invading without being prepared.
Indeed, the story of me and Shalazad told by the chief of the family was so thorough that it seemed half absurd.
It's no surprise to think that one city could be devastated just by Shalazad.
That power is behind the family of the rabbit.
"That means if you still take military action..."
"I can tell you've made up your mind not to retreat."
That sounds tough.
It seems that the foiling implications for the Dragon Nation as well as the Moving Nation are strong that I became division leader.
I found that out at this dinner party.
In the future, my behavior as the "division leader of Dragon Nation" will be added to my behavior.
When visiting other countries, the title of division leader goes around, not just Leon, the dragon jockey.
Is that good for me, or...?
It's night and bedtime...... signs were born before. The next room, it's Dad.
My father's signs move.
Apparently it means follow me. The destination would be the former head of the family.
If I let my father get ahead of me, I could 'again' restrain him, so I'll follow him right away.
"... have you come?"
The chief of the family was waiting for us in the study.
Looks like he expected us to come.
"I heard from my granddaughter."
I told Anne that I was Her Majesty's "Shadow" before the long holidays.
Ann, who returned home on holiday, would have had any chance to talk to Chief Dion.
So I've anticipated this.
"I'm very sorry about that verse."
Something my father held in captivity or something my father overdid during the civil unrest?
I've put it all together and done with that one word.
"Become a family. It's good to be past."
Chief Dion seems to forget.
I'm fat.
But this is something my father should apologize for, and it doesn't seem to matter to me.
"Thank you for your generous heart"
I bow my head, but my father stays put. It's still past, I can't say anything.
It's always been like this except in front of Her Majesty the Queen, so I just have to get used to it.
"... so it seems that a lot of the Shadows are losing their lives in the struggle underwater"
I was surprised by the words of Chief Dion.
Many Shadows have lost their lives?