Sirle, the story I heard from your sister was spectacular inside.
Nikolide, an escaped 'iron plow', said he could make his last raise.
If you're ruined anyway, let's do something big.
In fact, it seems that the great merchants who would not have been able to lower their drinks if they hadn't done so have come out of this demonic demise.
He said he was currently in the midst of absorption negotiations or would impose various restrictions on the Devil's side.
"Do you treat it the same way as a defeated country? I haven't actually fought."
I poked an ultimatum at him and urged him to surrender, but as a dragon country, I don't want to leave any of the remnants of the current regime behind. Looks like I want it to be completely swept away.
That it would feel like putting a lord on duty who knows nothing and doing town building from scratch.
Sister Sillu, it seems that the more merchants who were funding the Devil Nation, the more resentful the Dragon Nation is.
Of course, dragon country merchants don't invest in demon country or anything, and the moving-country is originally a technocrat country, and merchants definitely do more in detail within their own country.
This would mean that the only people who were pouring money into the demon kingdom were the demon kingdom and the merchants of the merchant kingdom.
Maybe Nikolide is in charge of the part where Innocent in "White Night" accepts the discontent that comes up from below and still can't support it.
I guess I'm the only one who doesn't care.
"Well, you can't be doing this. I have to go, too."
I left the park and showed my face to the Dragon Club headquarters in Wangdu.
Headquarters is a familiar location at the halfway point between the Royal Castle and the College of Dragons.
Once inside, you'll notice a gruesome amount of security.
Sill, I can also nod that your sister spilled her stupidity if she can't get inside.
Now the Dragon Club headquarters is quite tingly.
"Leon, you're a maniac, it seems too late."
"Excuse me. I have an errand to attend to."
"Right. Now you have all the members for today. Let's get started."
I'm in the Dragon Club conference room. [M]
There is a wide variety of members living side by side.
For example, Ridolph Vetzer, deputy dragon chief of the Dragon Club, spoke to me.
Lidolph is in charge of this meeting because the dragon master can't even move on the table.
Lieutenant Ridolph is a very great man who can follow a thousand dragon jockeys.
Too great, I have no contact. [M]
There are several other ministers seconded by the state.
I still don't remember the name.
Ministers are often basically behind national politics, and neither their faces nor their names appear on the table.
And from the Dragon Guided Church, General Church President Riggis Northern participates.
I don't know the sequence of the church, but I can expect to be in a pretty high position.
I am certain that my age is over seventy.
He is characterised by a long stretched white beard.
You have a soft face, but you don't even know your personality.
From the Dragon Nation Chamber of Commerce, General Rubin Rogrem is here.
He is the head of the Dragon Nation Chamber of Commerce.
It's strange in itself that in such a luxurious facial rash, there's a paper like me or a souranium manipulator... no, isn't a souranium manipulator strange? I'm not sure about that area though.
This meeting falls into the category of top secret among Dragon Nation secrets.
Anyway, the meeting doesn't have a name. It's just. It's just called a "meeting."
This is the second time I've participated in this today.
In the past year, they've had five or six meetings.
How often is it every other month?
The purpose of the conference is to discuss the dominant species of the Moon Warcraft in the capital of the former demonic kingdom.
In the past, many times we have sent dragons to investigate, but all have not returned.
The only example of return is Shalazad. Too dumb.
When I was busy with directives, I was supposed to bring the most important information. [M]
"Today we decide to discuss the members of the Moon Squad. Members are hopeful, but I think it will be almost non-return. For this reason, we would like to propose slimming up our members while adding more experienced dragon jockeys and increasing their power."
Director Rubin sighed openly at the words of Lieutenant Ridolph.
A Moon Squad is a death squad formed to defeat a dominant species.
Naturally, it includes me, the Souranist, and Annella.
However, since the attribute dragon alone will be struck down and finished by the time it is reached, it is expected that many dragon jockeys will participate as bullets.
"In some cases, I also asked Her Majesty the Queen, is that true?"
Director Rubin turns his eyes to the ministers.
"Regardless, we have persuaded His Majesty not to do so, but if his participation makes it possible to destroy him, His Majesty will not resign himself from the war."
"The dragon kingdom's discipline is protected because there is a king. As far as we're concerned, we can't agree to that."
"We are equally persuaded that His Majesty is able to issue a decree, so I think it will be one of His Majesty's hearts at the end"
"That doesn't make sense. You must be the ones to keep me from doing that."
Director Rubin bangs the table.
For a moment, the ministers frowned.
"Your Majesty won't join us. You can discuss it later. It's a shame now. May I move on to today's agenda?"
"That's why I'm saying it's awkward for His Majesty to be among those members."
So that's not what we're talking about right now.
"Then when?
"Fair enough... I wonder if both sides have an opinion, but let's go here constructively"
The head of the Rigis Church takes up the place.
Last time I attended this meeting for the first time, it was amazing.
The maneuver to defeat the dominant species has already been done, and it has also been concluded that there is nothing more to it than the introduction of multiple attribute dragons.
However, there has to be a proper backup, and that's why I'm rubbing it.
The top four organizations - the Dragon Club, the Dragon Guide Church, the State, and the Dragon Nation Chamber of Commerce - are talking face-to-face.
It is not easy to give way to conflict because there are things that we carry with each other.
That stimulates the other person again, and the conflict really surfaces.
"But old Riggis. If you can't decide if you're a member, you can't decide if you're a member, and you can't train. There may also be operational changes from the training results. Whatever it is, member decisions are a top priority."
It feels like a grand tour of the story, but they're all serious.
It's like a child fight because there's something we can't give to each other.
"Then why don't you take a break for once?
It was the Souranian manipulators who suggested it.
Like me, I suppose I was open to meaningless meetings.
"Mm-hmm. I agree. I'd like a cup of tea in the separate room."
The head of the Riggis Church took a seat with such expressions as favoritism.
Several people take their seats making sure they get caught in it.
"... Phew"
It's already been over an hour since the meeting started.
When I was thinking about going to the bathroom with my luggage, the Souranist stopped by me.