Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

"A new person unknown to me. There is neither an old dragon nor an Archeology dragon! But I am the endless dragon, the unwilling choice of the Archeology dragon, and the one who brings the end to all things by virtue of the evil god. It doesn't change whether you are! "

The dragon's fangs and scales broken by Doran's blows regain their shape while seeing, and their whole body excites fighting spirit and magic in front of the insecure enemy who has reached the same area as himself.

Primitive seven dragons, which had been fighting by the end dragons, were low-grade enemies, but the current Doran is different. The end dragon is an abominable entity that must abandon mercy and ridicule and fight only with the conviction of annihilation.

"Refining the options you abandoned was a fool who couldn't save the ancestral Archeopteryx! For the dragon breed from the archeopteryx, you are no more a shame.

And for all living, nothing but disaster. At least, perish in this primitive chaos that has been with us, the end dragon! "

The two pillar dragons, the latest and greatest transcendents, both of which originated from the Archeopteryx, all released their full-blown breaths at the same time, as if they were both mirrors, with their desperate determination and determination towards each other.

The gray breath of the end dragon and the iridescent breath of Doran collide, and the tremendous power that spills around, the other gods and dragon species protecting the existing world are suffering from the increasing load Float.

The power of the two types of breath that collide causes a huge explosion, and the end dragon and Doran both shoot off the radiation of the breath, and eight and seven wings aim at each other and beat each other at the same speed with a courage Close the distance.

"Ooooooooo!"

Doran and the end dragon are firmly combined with both hands with a roar that shakes the original chaos itself consisting of countless worlds, and the end dragon raises a roar filled with the intention to destroy you, aiming for Doran's neck and biting Move.

"Gaaaaaaaa!"

The battle of the transcendents, no other than gods, demons, and dragons, lined up with each other, seemed to be a very primitive force and conflict of power.

The women of Bern, Serina, Diadora, and Doramina, are watching the battle, raising their arms, shouting, sending them to Doran and cheering.

"Good luck, Doran!"

"Dangerous, bite back! There, there!"

With the cheerful support of Serina and others, Bastrell could not stop the smile from appearing. It is painfully obvious that desperately, but compared to the scale of the battle between Doran and the end dragon, the cheering of the Serinas is as ordinary as the people.

It can be rephrased as an act that falls into the ordinary everyday category. That's why it's the daily life that Doran wants, so it will be the best power for Doran. Bastrell had changed to understand that way.

"Selina is still innocent. I never saw Lynette so desperate, for the first time."

It is Caravis, lying on the head of Renia in the form of a demon beast, who lays forcelessly on such a relative's impression. Lenia is exhausting her whole body and is not in a position to do more to Doran.

"Karavis, you look so calm. Are you convinced of victory?"

Although Bastrell speaks with a smile, Caravis smiles in the fact that there is a common part with Doran everywhere in his body, but he is really unpleasantly twitching his eyebrows.

"Oh, it's the win of Dora-chan. If you think that a fusion to the imperfect Archeopteryx will come, you will find a ridiculous thing that exceeds that and you've pulled your hips down. Yes, the ego of the other six dragons Is it gone? "

"Well, I don't know that. It's all about the victory of the one who went down the path that wasn't the Archeology dragon."

"Fun? Do you still know the path of power with Dora-chan, don't you know?"

"Oh, isn't it profane to say you're surprisingly alert?"

"In addition to being profane, I'm too nervous at me. Did you use the property that each time Dora and Renia wield their power, you're reflected in that power and become powerful?

By sending the voice of Serina and Domina to Dora along the route between you and Dora. No, I don't have to say that I still keep delivering them. ''

"Yes. The presence of Reniya, who has the power of the ancient god dragon, supplements the gap created when the seven primitive dragons fuse, and I am Serina who connects the path with that person by deviating from the consciousness of the end dragon. Tell your voices and encourage them to inspire, a tricky battle for the end-of-the-end dragon battle.

But my soul is constantly screaming. After all, it seems to me that the vessel was too small to accept his power as an old dragon, let alone that now. ''

Bastrell does not lie. When he appeared in front of the Serinas at the Caravis Tower, the strength of the force, which continued to increase due to Doran's full swing, brought the pain beyond language beyond the capacity of the Bastrel. I was

Despite being in a hurry, it was the gift of Bastrel's relentless spiritual power that reached the territory of God, becoming the ultimate super-racial in the end, without letting the Serinas notice any dust.

Caravis who sees it should definitely call it the Great Goddess. Mylar also noticed when he first spoke, but did not pursue without reason to point out.

And before, he would have hated, envied, and jealous of Doran, which far exceeded his vessel, but now Bastrell is just a mere exclamation, and there is no shortage of unpleasant feelings .

Renia was still out of breath, but apparently decided that he could change his attitude a bit if he recognized the state of Caravis's soul, and turned his gaze at Bastrel a little offensively.

"Hmm, you have to value your dedication. Your presence was annoying and annoying, but it wasn't completely meaningless.

"Oh, this is a language I don't want. To me, that's the only honor you can give to me.

Lenia frowned at Bastrell, laughing happily from the bottom of her heart. If her beloved Irina was here, she would have cooled her heart, realizing it was the greatest expression of Lenia's discomfort.

"Why do you miss me so much?

"Oh, this is a cold thing. Hmmm, I changed a little while I was dead in the underworld. That's it, that's it."

Renia repeated the smoky laughs of Bastrell as creepy and creepy, but that was also interrupted by a silk-splitting shout of a lignette.

"Please avoid mustard run!"

At the sight of Lynette, Doran and the Ending Dragon slammed in several times, widening their distances, releasing breaths, dispersing countless light bullets, triggering a storm of magic, piercing the protective barrier of each other, breaking scales, flesh Tears, scatters blood, and kills lives.

Caravis was an easy-going man, but in fact he is fighting back and forth. In such a terrible battle of cutting each other's blood, there was a new move. The end dragon was shining on the tips of the three tails, enclosing Doran from left and right and from below.

The end dragon itself is also rushing in a furious way to attack in that direction, as Doran flees back and forth. It is no wonder that Lignette screams, witnessing a siege without escape.

I wished to avoid Lignette, but it was a wish that could not be fulfilled with Doran evolving into a new existence. Dramina, who took it, came to the same idea as Doran and uttered a voice.

"No, it's better to receive this than avoid!"

Yes, if you can avoid it, Doramina and Dolan have determined that the only option to take a counterattack with all your might is to minimize the damage and make the opponent hit hard.

Doran's tail flicks the tail of the end dragon approaching from below, and Dolan holds two shining tails on both sides approaching the flank of Doran from diagonally below, and tightens it with the intention of cutting it.

It seems that the end dragon was within the expected range so far, there is no panic, both sides open their jaws at the same time and instantly start kneading the maximum firepower breath.

Instead of a torrent of light, the breath compressed in a shell shape shoots the body of two transcendents, and countless scales, flesh and blood are thrown into the primitive chaos.

As the limbs and wings of each other were scoured and shot each other until a distorted shadow was drawn, the glow of the tail of the end dragon that Doran had on both sides disappeared like a moon hiding in the clouds. Doran has no convenient idea that it was the power stored in the tail that was scattered.

Immediately after letting go of Doran's closing dragon's tail, the glow, which should have once disappeared, revives as if the sun had arisen and swallows Doran's whole body!

While the Serinas screamed unbearably, they screamed as if to stop it, as if they were to stop it, seven rays of seven colors penetrated the sun from the inside and hit the approaching end dragon directly, agony Blows backwards with his voice.

Immediately after, Doran appeared, scattering the two suns into countless rays of light, jumping after the end dragon, regenerating burned whole body wounds.

The dragons heal when they are hurt by the fast-paced battle, and continue to fight while they are healed, while the Serinas have no time to rest and calm and scream.

After seeing Serina, Renia and Bastrel, Milal asked only one.

"Bastrel, the battle between Doran and the Death Dragon is no longer as detailed as I or Caravis, and I can't grasp the details. It's clear you know what the fight is about, are you helping? "

"It's not a hiding thing. Yeah, through that connection between me and me, Serina, I've managed to observe that fight. You have to look at it and that is what makes him more powerful.

"You're right. Doran wouldn't have thought that you would change that much. Your existence is such a big key."

"Well, I'm proud to have the great goddess, Mylar, say so. Let me show you one of them with respect. The battle is about to begin. "

"I'm sorry! Doran!"

Sherina's cheerful cheer arrived, and Doran's right-handed fist smashed the end chewed dragon's left cheek, and the neck fluttered as far as it could go. Immediately after, Doran's chin, whose right arm was swung out, was strongly hit by the tail of a dying dragon that had risen from below.

The crushed white fangs scattered with blood from Doran's flared mouth, and Doran resumed attacking without worrying about it.

Hits, kicks, bites, hits, hits, shoots, cuts, and continues to hurt each other's bodies over and over again.

The mighty power brought by the aftermath of the battle spreads into the chaos of the primordial world, sparking the birth of countless worlds. As the battle intensifies, the glow in the primal chaos increases.

The battle between the two, which transcends even the ancestor dragon, which has been considered the pinnacle of the world, was in opposition, but, as Bastorell saw, the opposition was just breaking down.

"Let's end, the end dragon!"

A giant snake with deep green scales emerges around him as Doran sticks out his hands towards the end dragon, which was blown away by the previous beating.

The large snake that can be swallowed by the end dragon is exactly the illusion of the unique Lamia magic Jalarm used by Serina.

Jalaam exercised with Doran's magic. He attacks the end dragon while exhaling, and tries to swallow from his head with his jaw open while surrounding his surroundings.

"I'm going to say the connection you got, Archeology dragon!"

The end-of-life dragon is frustrated and hands his hands on the upper and lower jaws of Jalaam, and tears up and down quickly with all his might. In the case of Serina's jarram, the poisonous bodily fluid attacks the ending dragon, but Doran's jarram was different.

Jalaam, whose half of its long body is torn, turns into countless black rose petals and fills the area around the end dragon.

At the same time, the end of the dragon is wrapped in the fragrance of a fragrant black rose, and the mixed venom of the black rose and Jalaam penetrates deep into the soul. She is attacked by alternating sensations of burning and frigid cold, and vomiting unbearably.

"I'm not the Archeopteryx, it's Doran! Carve it into your unrecognizable head, albeit for a moment!"

As the end dragon spits out poisoned blood as well as anti-emesis, like a waterfall, Doran's figure approaches the end of the end dragon, and in his right hand is a white light imitating the shape of a Doradnaut. A sword, and a left-handed hammer in the left hand imitating the Mace of Lynette's favorite.

The dying dragon squirts blood not only from the mouth but also from all over the body, and suddenly crosses both arms overhead to take a defense stance.

A splinter of Mace's blow is sprinkled with petals of a black rose there. The sound of shattering reminiscent of terrible pain is echoing just by hearing it, and the scales and bones of both arms of the endless dragon that could not bear it are crumbled and bent in an unexpected direction.

The light sword The end-of-life dragon also screams in pain, and Doran's relentless shaking slashes both arms of the end-of-life dragon from his elbows. The mirror-sharpened cross-section is unaware that it has been cut and does not seep blood. The arms of the end-of-the-end dragon, which flutters round and round, are erased without a trace by the seven-colored light bullets shot by Doran without looking back.

Mace and the light sword each contained the whole spirit only in a single blow, so Doran, who had already disappeared from Doran's hand and became frugal, grabbed the end of the dragon and raised his claws deep on both shoulders so that he could not escape He bit into the left neck of the end dragon.

Alexander's changed fangs easily penetrate the scales of the end dragon, and the blood of the end dragon overflows with lumpy and bloody bubbles.

No, not only blood and vitality. The end dragon notices a curse flowing from Doran's fangs into itself. It is a horrible curse that can be forcibly turned into Doran's kin.

"Van, Paia's fangs, guuuu, oh yeah!"

The endless dragon rushes to bomb the neck of Doran's neck from the inside without hesitation.

In response to a gray flash and explosion from the inside of the end dragon, Doran also releases his fangs while blowing smoke from his mouth. However, his hand remains on the shoulders of the end dragon, and the end dragon regenerates the blown left stern and aims at Doran's right stern just as it is his turn.

"Gya oh!"

"HM!"

Immediately leaning his head, Dolan's neck sharply makes a loud noise, and the dragon's fangs bite into the sky. Doran does not miss the gap and bites deeply and deeply into the right neck of the end dragon.

The dying dragon, whose left neck has not yet regenerated, is again wary of soul contamination that mimics the ability of the vampire to subdue to blood, which would have been Doran's aim.

The curse that eroded the soul from Doran's bite right neck did not spread, and instead the dragon found that a great deal of power had accumulated in his mouth, but it was too late.

It is a power that has been stored and hidden from the moment of being born again as a new Doran in order to make a desperate blow that does not allow regeneration.

"The ancestor dragon chose to connect with others. You are only an option that the ancestral dragon did not choose. It is not the will of the ancestor dragon. I thought the Archeopteryx was stupid, stupid, but so far. Stupid, too stupid! "

"For you, they may have originated from" I "!"

"That's why I mourn so much. A fool who misunderstood herself as the Archeopteryx itself. He just existed and disturbed the whole world, causing only calamity. Give guidance! "

Breath is released while biting with Doran's anger, grief, regret, and mercy shouting, the rainbow flash flashes over the body of the end dragon, blowing away from the inside without any trace, penetrating the original chaos go.

With the breath released from a distance that can be said to be minus, rather than minus, the end dragon is completely blown off from below the neck, and it can not be seen to regenerate at all. The exhaustion and damage from the fierce battle so far, and the whole breath of Doran, are trying to put an end to the end of the dragon.

"The archeology dragon did not choose me again .... or ... The ultimate loneliness destroys even the archeology dragon. Then ... the connection was established ... the existence of you was the choice of the archeology dragon. ...... Proof ...? "

There is no sign of the six evil gods who were scolded by the grudge and hatred of the old dragon, and the end of the dragon, whose remaining neck is also disappearing, continues to speak with exclamation as if it was blown out. Doran who heard it up close was not merciless.

"It's as if you've come to the realization that it's just now. It's as if you're in a business where you can end everything in the world just to convince you. And this one, too. Farewell, the choice of the Archeopteryx that I kept holding and distorted! "

"Oh, goodbye. He's beyond the wish of the Archeology Dragon."

It was his courtesy or mercy that, despite leaving alone, the end of the dragon, which disappeared soon, still had Doran waving his arms and tearing away, leaving no traces.

Like the night when the sun rises. Like fog scattered in the wind. The end dragon has disappeared, as if the violence that had performed as an absolute strong man surpassing even the original seven dragons was a lie.

The heavenly and evil gods, which kept the whole world from the aftermath of the battle, as well as the higher dragons, watched for some time to be incredible or alert.

It loosened after seeing Doran relax and squeeze his whole body, approaching the Serinas at a slow speed.

At the end of the disaster, which is unprecedented and undesired, no one can hold on to the breath of relief, some fall into the place, some are near Embraced, and another fell sick on the spot.

Aldes is shouldering with her sister, and how much training do I have to take to win that Doran? And laugh with pleasure. Chaos breaks the connection with the primitive chaos, and finally allows the rest of his mind, reduced to the limit.

Chronomaize is struck by the evolution and transformation he had never imagined during the battle, and he is strangled and staring. If you look like this, no matter how devout followers, you will be doubting your religion.

Dolan finally arrived at the place where Serina, Diadora, Doramina, Christina and Lynette stand.

Everyone will acknowledge that the iridescent eyes are full of endless appreciation and charity, and that the presence of the Serinas was, indeed, the most inspiring material for him.

"I've been really well here. If I could see it again, I thought it was time I returned to Bern."

Selina laughs cheerfully with tears on her outer corner of her eyes, as Dolan wraps her in her big palms as if picking up an important treasure.

"Because Mr. Doran makes you wait so much, everyone desperately searched for it."

In front of Doran, who can not refute and closes his mouth, Diadora wipes the tears around Serina's eyes with her stomach and smiles on her face, but continues with words with a smile on her face.

"It seemed unusually time-consuming for you, so we've been quite worried. It was an unusual experience, but you'll be exempted if you say it again. I was really worried."

"I've had such an experience only once. What made me worried was at the height of my evil. But this is no longer the ancestral dragon's will.

For me and Alexander, they are already different from Archeology. No one who isn't even in the underworld will cause unnecessary interference with those who live now. ''

When Dolan's voice heard that tension had disappeared, Doramina, with great relief, finally told her dear dragon to tease Serina, whose tears had subsided.

"This incident was something we, and you, didn't even imagine. It's no wonder everyone feels tired of it. What was confirmed was best of all.

Doran, I'd like to say that I'm going to take a break once I return to Bern, but I'm busy for a while because there are lots of projects that I and Christina alone can't handle. Right, Baron Bern? "

Christina, who dared to call for her title by title and was moistened with Doran's victory and relief, smiled at the dragon who gained her attitude and corrected her posture. As a boss, anyone who forgot to complain to a subordinate who was deciding where to go would be forgiven.

"It's not at all. Not only your highness and Amuria, but also Ryuji and Ryu are vague, your father-in-law and your mother-in-law.

"Well, that's inevitable. I wish I could get around better, but I'll do the hard work. Will you help me?"

The first to respond to Doran was the reign lit by his servant's soul, due to the regret that it was too late for him to get along. She is unusually strong and asserts her will.

"Of course! Where the mustard goes, in the middle of the fire, the lignette will be with you everywhere! This time we will retrain both Gandéus and Kirlinne from scratch so that we can follow."

Doran was asked to smile by a screaming reignette. It is a smile that you can clearly see even in the form of a dragon. Doran then turns his attention to Maillar, Caravis, Renia and Bastrel.

"Mylar, Caravis, Renia, this help is truly incomprehensible. I sincerely apologize and thank you for getting involved in the turmoil stemming from my last life's mismanagement. Thank you very much. If we were able to beat the end dragon ...

Renia recovers from a little exhaustion and returns to his father with excitement and excitement. The battle between the primeval seven dragons and the end dragon was a tough battle where you could never see Doran's victory with Renia.

My father reached a new frontier and won a brilliant victory, so the original respect has grown once and twice.

"No, no, at least I don't need your thanks or apology for me. He has finally reached a state beyond the ancestral dragon, giving me the opportunity to burn the moment of standing on the true peak to this soul Especially, I am dreamy.

The woman and the Serina once again realized that they had made their glasses look like their father. `` I had to see the annoyed face of the end dragon and the like, but for me it was a far greater act.

"Isn't it really a fight for Renia? I'm so tired of frustration. It was fun to watch, and I was so happy that my chest was so cool. ''

As he lays on Renia's head, Caravis shakes his hand and smiles. It seems that there is no will to get up if the Great God of God has exhausted his power to the limit that can maintain his existence.

Everyone is delighted with Doran's victory, and while celebrating, only Milal is looking at the jewels embedded in the newly evolved Doran's body and thinking about the six dragons that have disappeared from this place.

"I would like to convey any congratulations to your victory, but what happened to Bahamut and the Leviathan? If you return to the Primitive Seven Dragons, everyone's heart will disappear. I was worried, now they are integrated into you? "

Everyone at this place was worried about the end of the heart of the six dragons, except for Doran, but the question was delayed due to the defeat of the end dragon. Mylar's sad expression was due to the fact that even the great goddess she did not feel like Bahamut.

With the exception of Calavis and the rest of the Alexanders wondering and expressing anxious expressions, it wasn't Doran that gave the answer, but the jewels embedded in his body. As they flickered, they began to speak in the voices of the Leviathan.

"I don't have to worry about Mylar. What a concubine, he is alive. My body is returning to Doran, but my will is this way. ''

"Well, Leviathan has turned into a round shape. Did you ever have your will during the battle with the end dragon?"

Leviathan tells her alive in an unexpected way, and while the surrounding gods and Serina are surprised, jewels start talking one after another.

It was not Leviathan that answered Mylar, but a jewel that flickered black. Bahamut. Apparently, the color of each scale is reflected in the jewel.

"During the battle, we sealed our ego and focused on being Doran's body, but if the battle is over, we can start talking. Not only Leviathan, but I, Vritra, Jormungand, Alexander and Hyperion are still alive. ''

"Well, it was unexpected that it would be integrated into a new Doran instead of the Archeopteryx, but I was able to experience that it can move faster than the end dragon and I am satisfied with it."

This is Vritra. I'm really satisfied with the words. Jormungand is still unwarned against Vritra.

"Even though Doran's eyes, the end dragon is sure to disappear, but the end dragon is born because we all overlooked the traces. Shouldn't we be vigilant for a while now, isn't Hyperion going to do so? '

"Kuuku, spu"

The jewel that can hear the unusual sound is Hyperion. Apparently she is already indulging in her sleep, a hobby.

Jormgand did not hide the stuttering sound, but did not attempt to show any comprehension that it was a reasonable total war and that he was also present at Doran.

"Hmm, Hyperion is no matter where you go! The end of the man who raised the great name as the end dragon is over, and it is okay to leave this place.

And we can't stay on my brother forever. I don't know if I can leave, but I have to try it first. '

Doran agrees with Alexander's last line. I'm glad that the hearts of my brothers and sisters have remained in this way, but if possible I would like to talk to the face again and exchange words and develop bonds.

And it's very uncomfortable that my brothers and sisters are always together, even though I will return to the ground and live as a couple with Selina someday.

"Well, that's certainly not a problem, because I want to see Alexander's face again.

Oh, and this is Giraeus, Kirrinne, Lili and other drag succubus. He is desperately praying for our safety. I have to return home and give me peace of mind. ''

Dolan listens to the painful prayers coming from the earthly world, and bows deeply around the surrounding gods and dragon species, wandering around in the warm thoughts that spring up in her chest.

"Thank you very much for the efforts of many people in this battle, which was a sort of cleanup of my relatives. I hope that after the battle is over, heal the tired and damaged soul.

I don't know how to return to you now, but I'd like to thank you someday. Thanks again. Thank you"

Doran then bows again and turns her gaze to Bastrell with a slightly troubled face.

"Bastrelell, since we met in the underworld. Is it Thanatos who offered your release to the Hades? At that moment, he seemed to have taken my intent and made the right decision. And Did you also play your best role? "

Bastrell bowed reverently and seemed to be clenching the words from Doran.

"It would have been great if I had helped me, etc. I was able to see very wonderful things and I was impressed. For those who know my former work, I may be confused, Is now a dream dream.

Please refrain from any more thanks. My heart is going to burst so much with joy. ''

Deran had a mysterious look at the attitude of Bastrell, reminiscent of Renia, but he did not pursue it further, as he was soon returned to the underworld.

"What exactly has changed in mind. It's a good change .... Well, let's go back to Serina, Diadora, Domina, Chris, Lynette and Bern."

It would have been no doubt that everyone who was called in response to Doran's words with all his senses broke his face and agreed.

*

The will of the ancestral dragon asleep in Doran and the series of uproar by the six evil gods end the curtain. The function as a state / religious organization has been suspended due to the brainwashing of those who have been killed, and the war has been hit.

The Lomar Empire was temporarily brainwashed, and revolts and aristocrats were released from brainwashing while surrounding the Imperial City, causing a turmoil and fighting, and the master of Rhinos Art escaped the control of the Imperial City However, several piles of skulls have been built around the Imperial City, and the arrival of the Imperial Army led by Princess Asteria has finally settled.

The Demon King's army withdrew the army that had been set up against Romar Arkrest upon the return of Yaharm and others, and was officially offered a truce.

In the Baron Berne, the temporarily absent-minded commander, Doran, returned safely via the Calavis Tower with Christina and his fiancee, reassuring their families and folk.

And, at the time, Doran was a resident on a bed in a room set up in the residence of the lord of Bern, with the appearance of a human being with black hair, blue eyes, and a fair face.

Next to him is Christina sitting on a chair, holding several letter papers in her hands.

"His Imperial Superior, at the request of Princess Asteria and Amria, is taking a heap of relief supplies and troops to Romar in the name of helping to rebuild the imperfect and impoverished Empire. A letter of apology has arrived. ''

And Christine tells me that Merle seems to have followed her, and she sighs that Dolan apparently went through the twists and turns, but seems to have done what Asteria wanted. He can't raise his upper body, but he can do that now.

"You'll soon hear the story of the marriage of your Highness and Amria and the drinking of the Empire."

It would be a bit of an aggression, but Prince Rhinos Art, the greatest opposition, was quietly observing that the bud of the revival had been picked, and Howlsen returned to the empire with a girl. He acknowledged that Amria, who replaced Asteria, was an emperor and did not object to inviting Superior.

The imperial nobles may not care, but with the help of Amria and Spellion, and the help of Howlsen, a bad future will not come for vested interests and for those who have revolted.

Christina carefully folded the letter paper in her hand and smiled at Doran, who seemed to be unable to get alone.

"But you were driven so far that it was a terrible enemy."

"As I said before, it's an enemy equal to your relatives' shame. It was horrible, but more embarrassing."

"Hey, he's an embarrassing enemy! That's because we won, and because we were able to separate the Alexanders. Well, it's clear whether we can safely say that we are looking at Doran now. No

It was in this room that Christina made ambiguous expressions.

Although the large room that was not used in the mansion is used as it is, it is not only Doran that lies on the bed prepared here, but also other primitives that succeeded in separation when returning to the ground The Seven Dragons were also taken care of in the form of being transformed into a human.

They are taking care of three maids such as Lynette and Gandeus, Kirlinne and Serina, Deirdre, and Doramina, whose souls are still burning. In addition, as a visitor, Vage also appeared to Ryukichi and Ruu parent and child several times.

Alexander, lying on the bed next to Dolan's bed, pauses in a conversation between the two, also in a state where he cannot move easily.

"Everyone thinks it's a recoil with that much power, and they're all mentally cheap and cheap. Just taking care of it would be itchy."

In the case of Alexander, if you can be next to Doran, most things will be acceptable. If you look around the room, other dragons will take care of you, but there will be no complaints. Especially, Hyperion who is just enjoying sleep may be able to say that he will stay here as it is.

Serena, who had wiped Leviathan's body with clean towels soaked in hot water, looked back at Alexander and remembered the mess before they separated from Dolan, and said, "I'm sorry."

"I'm glad I was still able to separate safely. It was nice to follow the prayers of Gandeus and return to the tower, but I was struggling quite a bit."

"If we were one step away from separating, it would be like digging the jewels that had been made on Doran's body, like the Archeopteryx."

Deirdre, who has been carrying a new jug on the wagon with Serina, also whispers again. It was fortunate that the dragon who had returned safely did not have to look at the scene where the beloved dragon could not help but hurt himself.

Doramina and Lynette, who were taking care of the other dragons and cleaning the room, agree with Diadora's words.

"I'm sorry to bother you and I'm sorry. This situation, including Doran, won't last for so long. Until then, I'm going to take care of myself, and I'm going down."

Bahamut, who usually has no experience of taking care of himself, is constantly afraid and is quite the opposite of Leviathan and Alexander, who have accepted as queens.

Vritra clearly insists that he wants to fly the sky as quickly as possible, even a minute and a second, and is eeriely quiet to speed up any recovery.

Jormungand keeps a close eye on the primordial chaos, with little openness, this time not to miss any anomalies. Doran doesn't have to worry about being half-hearted, says Dolan.

There was a knocking sound, and the familiar voice master came in. They are Renia and Bastrell.

"I'm sorry to see you, Father and the Seven Primitive Dragons."

"I don't think you need to ask me how you like it.

After returning to Galois, Lenia manages to calm Irina, who has been lying, and then spends some time visiting Galois. Bastrell stayed in Bern until the underworld calmed down.

As soon as they came together, they walked to the side of Doran's bed, and while watching Renia, Bastrell lowered his head to Doran in a gracious manner and poke one knee in place.

"I was so kind and stayed in this land of Bern, but I received a return order with a rich jealousy from Tanatus God of the underworld just before. Since it is an irreversible order for myself as a dead person, I asked to say goodbye. ''

"I see. Well, it's so fast after passing. Wasn't it boring for you?"

Oh myself? Doran's voice was so ordinary that I thought. At least it's soft enough to hang on the former enemy.

"No, from the time I spent in hell, I was all fresh. Perhaps my perspective has changed since I died, given that the world has not changed since I was living. It seems like a change. ''

"Hmmm. Sure. It's a change that you suspect is different from the one you remembered. This time it helped me a lot.

The underworld will reward you accordingly. The sentence may not end while I am a human, but wait for the end to come. Because it would be best for you. ''

"Yes. I'll cut it in my heart. I'll soon return to the underworld. I hoped to see my recovery, but if I wanted more, I would be my self."

Bastrel stands out with words that include remorse that everyone can hear.

Then I stared at Doran with all eyes, and for some reason, Lennya. Oh? Reigns with a hostile attitude.

"Please, be a master. Dad and mother."

"... Huh?"

At the same time as Renia shouted the house, Bastrel laughed innocently like a mischievous child and disappeared. He returned to the depths of the underworld, the bottom of hell.

It was a happy farewell greeting for Bastrell, but when she was told that she was outrageous, she opened her chin, and then dyed her adorable face like a fairy with red rage.

Men and women "That, no, no? More than me, my mom! More than father, my dad !? Did my soul break while suffering in hell!"

Renia is stepping on the ground with resentment, but he hasn't stepped through the carpets and floorboards, and there is still a lack of reason-including Doran who heard Bastrel's last words. The Serinas have finally reached a point.

The reason why Bastrell, sent from the underworld, was obedient to Doran and Lenia, and was respectful, was due to the fact that he interacted with Doran in hell and decided that they were their parents. It seems he was

Well, Bastrel is an artificial life created from the spiritual information of Doran and Renia stored in Doradnaut, so if you say someone as a parent, you can say that Doran and Renia will be tentative,

"I've been ignorant, but if you put it in words, it's a huge shock."

Doran sighed unbearably. Drumina sits down on one of the chairs beside the bed and looks into Doran's face, picking up his sigh.

"It was a remark that even we, who were listening from the side, could not help being surprised. What kind of conversation did you have in hell?"

"I don't remember having such an open-minded conversation. I wouldn't meet again before I finished my life as a human, but I'm a little interested in how Bastrell changes. If you hear that she's interested, will Bastrell squeak and laugh? "

"Maybe. When I return to Bern, I'm skeptical that the mountain of work is waiting, but in this situation you have to work with me and Christina for a while."

"It's up to you. No matter who you are, especially Dramina and Chris, I can't get up. I can't sleep with my feet up. I can do it. "

"Yes, that's right. Then ... there's something important that we'll be in time for, so let's talk about that."

To Doramina, who smiles, Doran has no idea what he is trying to say, but screams, but he is fortunate enough to come up with an answer faster than Doramina loses numbness. He was a bit off-sensitive, but not too insensitive or hard of hearing.

"That's right. I've gone a long way around with the Demon King and the Holy Holy Kingdom, but when my condition returns, will you go to the grand celebration with a cheerful celebration?"

"! Yeah, fufu. I'm very glad to see you without telling everyone."

In response to Doran's words, Domina, who turns her cheeks red, suddenly gathers around Dolan, asking what the Serinas have done after taking care of the Leviathan.

"What's wrong? Oh, Doramina is smiling. What did Doran say?"

Certainly Serina's voice to Dolan is soft and gentle, as it is not bad. Deirdre and Lynette are also curious, and only Christina, who had heard the conversation between them, has turned red from the neck to the ear.

He heard Renia, but he didn't understand.

"Yeah, what did you say a little too far around, but you told me to get married? Well, it's a shy thing."

"Yes, it is different if you can put it into words."

Hahaha, laughing at me, Dolan and Doramina laugh, and Serina laughs at me.

"What, ah ha. Yes, marriage. Marriage ... yeah? Marriage !?"

Behind Serina, who is as good as Renia, who had just heard about Bastrell's mother, Diadora blinked her eyes and blinked her eyes. She is trembling with joy. Finally, Renia, who understands it, is a positive response.

"Oh, that uh, that uh, Doran, is it a keke marriage?"

"Yes. It's a good time to do the ceremony. "

"in addition?"

"I want to tell you that you are my wife, and that this is our husband. Let's get married.

Their answer to Doran with a smirk smile is ... utterly extreme. I ca n’t talk but it ’s sinter.

"Fumun"

*

Later in the year, Doran Bern-Berrest (1,000-1,099) became one of the strongest wizards in human history, as well as the exchange of dragons and human races and the spread of heterosexual marriage. He is known as a person who has greatly contributed to the quest.

He has many children between wives of different races-and there are reportedly several women not mentioned-many of which are very successful in each area.

The first celebrity to date has been the first president of the Federal Government of the Arctic, the unified state of the planet since the fall of the heavens, and he is a direct descendant of Christina Almadia Bern, the first king of Bern.

He did not extend his life by magic and died as he fell asleep on the day before his centenary birthday. The discoverers are said to be the great-grandchildren and Gen-sons who had been playing just before.

At the funeral, many important figures from the surrounding nations, including the king of the Emperor Arkrest Romar, Ryukoku, the lord of the Dragon Palace and the water dragon Emperor Ryuyoshi and Princess Ruyu, the Demon King Yaham, and others.

One anecdote is that when his coffin was buried in the grave, a white glowing dragon climbed from the coffin into heaven.

In recent years, under the consent of the bereaved family, when performing magic measurements from his hair, it was confirmed that he possessed only the average magic power, and it was his soul that supported his ability as a wizard, It is a common wisdom of today's researchers that the anecdote mentioned above and the exchange with Ryugu was a reincarnation of a high-class dragon species.

Some of his wives, who are still alive, have been questioned several times, but none of them has been answered.

The only one, Selina Bern, was one of my wives

"I'm waiting at a high place."

And commented. It has been argued that his soul is waiting for his wife and children in the underworld, but that he was a reborn dragon waiting in a dragon world that exists in a higher dimension, but Serina said that Because the above was closed tightly, the truth is unknown.