A medium-sized dragon with the 'Iron Farming' nicolide on board.
That flew into the night sky.
Flip a giant body and head towards the Dragon's Holy Gate.
"Stop it!
A surviving Regular Soldier and an army of loyalists (Royal Legion) move to Lithwarn's cry.
They must advance through the maze of the earth against the medium-sized dragons that go into the sky.
There's no reason to catch up. But as for who, I didn't try to slow down.
"In the north of the Canopy Mountains, there is a zone that scatters death"
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"Being is a little unknown place because it doesn't bring creatures"
"What do you want?
"Using 'Something' you can pick from it, you can have an intense explosion. I don't even know the country yet, it's extremely dangerous and new."
"Xama, what are you talking about"
"That's what I found out. So let the dragon's holy gate blow up. I can't make it anymore... hehe, haha... haha"
Nicolide's eyes, laughing softly, were no longer wearing their normal colors.
Madness or paranoia. Lithwarn decided it was no longer a normal decision.
"What drives the Xamas and others! No one lives with complete satisfaction."
"It's easy. Without dragons, without dragon maniacs showing up, this continent would have developed more. By relying on dragons, people stopped thinking for themselves."
This is sin. Yes, Nicolaide said.
The presence of dragons was hampering technological innovation and inhibiting normal development.
"Every lost man! It is only with the help of dragons that human history continues in this way. Otherwise, every time the Great Transition, civilization would have collapsed and people would have started over from Ichi"
"Without the dragon, there would have been another development. Even if it were to perish, it could be rebuilt many times faster and a stronger society could be built next. It was the dragon that was inhibiting all that possibility. Evil must cease to exist."
"I still don't understand what Xama is saying. No longer to indulge in what I said with my mouth. It's time for me to settle."
"That's what I'm saying. I can tell if the dragon is gone from here on out. When people could do everything by themselves, the presence of dragons was nothing but evil."
Lithwarn and Nicolaide drew each other's swords and took the next blow.
Nicolaide dealing with a sophisticated sword and Lithwarn overflowing with the talent of a sword.
Ignore defense and focus your nerves just to pierce your enemies.
Others would have gone after medium-sized dragons.
While silence reigned, neither of them moved with Pickle.
We're in the middle of piercing each other's hearts in one step, and we're not moving.
That's when I heard a loud explosion from the direction where the dragon's holy gate was located.
"... ugh!!
Which was faster?
At that moment, each other's swords crossed.
The sound of the sword piercing through the flesh stops the movement of both.
That's a lot of blood under Lithwarn's feet. I got a roundabout.
The blood that blew out of Nicolaide's body pulsed as if it were a fountain, pouring down between the two.
"... did you get a little above your lungs"
Lithwarn, who pulled out his sword, pressed his own chest with his left hand and curled.
Lithwarn's sword had exactly stabbed and pierced Nicolaide's heart.
Nicolaide, spraying blood bubbles from his mouth, slowly fell to the earth.
Time goes back just a little bit.
The medium-sized dragon was progressing without getting lost.
The Dragon's Holy Gate can only be recognized as a black wall if it is a normal person.
Only those with dragon prints appearing somewhere in their bodies look different.
It looks like there's a giant tunnel out there.
The Dragon Trainer's mission is to drop a bomb at the Dragon's Holy Gate.
Giant bombs made with entirely new technology have their effect by igniting them.
The bomb is too big to be carried in people's hands.
Also too important to leave it to others.
So Nicolaide chose to carry himself and let his half-baked companion, a dragon jockey loyal to Nicolaide, who had already been with him for decades, hold the bomb.
Almost to the point of the Dragon's Holy Gate, the dragon jockey held his head.
A mighty headache struck him.
I realized I was trying to find a cause.
The dragon is changing direction.
"Go back!"
I command you, but the dragon says,? "and I don't understand what dragon manipulators mean.
I was surprised at what this was, but I immediately understood.
"A demonic attack."
As the dragon jockey noticed, this was an attack by magic carried out by the Dragon Nation's Shadow.
"Shadow" is generally loyal.
The object of loyalty is the difference between the queen personally, the dragon kingdom itself, and being suitable for the life of the people, but they will never betray.
Among them were the dragons themselves, or those who consecrated the sanctuary of the dragons, who guarded the land.
And those who excelled in witchcraft were also assigned here.
This land is as important as defending the royal palace of the dragon kingdom.
Why is there no competent wizard in the royal palace?
A magician had been sent to protect the land, which was isolated and helpless.
What the medium-sized dragon received was a magic trick that only slightly misled the dragon's senses.
That actually made the medium-sized dragon only slightly uneven (...), although he thinks it's headed where it should be.
Even if the dragon jockey tries to make it right, the dragon doesn't notice.
As it is, the destination goes off a lot.
Moreover, the dragon jockey himself was also suffering from a terrible headache.
The dragon jockey thought that this would also be the work of the magic.
In fact, just a little away from the Dragon's Holy Gate, it was healing.
The dragon jockey anticipated that it would be a demon that would force those who were probably within a certain range to have a headache.
I can tolerate it because it's just a headache.
But it's not good that dragons are driving their senses crazy.
No matter how you give instructions, the dragon doesn't perceive.
"... then blah!
Fortunately, it is possible to drop the bomb from here because we are in the air.
However, the distance is far away.
We sent him to the Dragon's Holy Gate again, but with the same result.
Even if the dragon intends to be on his way, the direction will be uneven.
"Then here we go!
The dragon jockey untied the string that had tied the bomb.
The weight of the bomb is considerable, not something that a person can lift.
There's only one way to get the dragon to flip and drop it.
The dragon jockey weighed the timing, with the back of a dragon who would not be free.
"... here it is!
Ignite the bomb and prompt the dragon to flip.
The bomb, pulled by gravity and dropped, hits a cliff and bounces back.
After reaching the earth, the bomb rolled away, killing momentum one by one.
All you have to do is leave your luck to heaven.
The bomb stopped on the way after rolling off.
There is still a distance to the Dragon's Holy Gate.
- Dawn.
A fierce gust of wind blew with the roar, blowing all the cliffs around him.
The dirt and sand were disturbed, and the soil and smoke were almost up.
After it clears, the Dragon's Holy Gate...
Some of the cliffs on which the Holy Gate was located had collapsed.
But the Holy Gate was there.
Apparently, the cliffs and the Holy Gate seemed stuck together and were actually different.
Just there, there was an overlap of beings.
Seeing some of the cliffs blown by the blast, the dragon jockey knew it.
The destruction of the Dragon's Holy Gate ended in failure.