Strongest Onmyouji's Isekai Adventure ~ The Monsters are too weak compared to my Youkai Servant's~

Enter the mountain, the morning of the second day.

I was reaching my destination, the summit of the mountain.

It's a sloping, flickering place.

Mountain roads have always been forest, but only around here are there unnaturally no trees, and instead there are a number of gotten rocks rolling around.

From the fact that the carburized trunk was found there, it was clear that the dragon burned down the tree, knocked it down, and carried the rock.

And the LORD of the dwelling (Sumika), which was thus made, brought his neck in my sight now.

Eye light behind tight scales.

I laughed as I was stunned by it.

"Hey."

Say hello to the giant dragon.

Again, big.

Ten lengths to the tail (* about thirty meters) would be exceeded at leisure. Just the size of my head is more than my height.

Sleeping on a rocky piled nest earlier, the dragon stared at me with obvious eyes that looked at the enemy.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

Suddenly, the dragon barked.

The fang-lined jaw (after) opens wide and the red light begins to tingle.

At the next moment, the breath of flames (braces) was exhaled.

A flame so sparingly swallowed by me and others creates a path of heat and light at the top of the mountain.

"- Well, it doesn't work in the junction,"

Seeing me appear intact from the flames, the dragon exhales (braces) again and again as if I were here.

But naturally, it's the same thing no matter how many times you do it.

"... oh?

That's when the dragon suddenly spread its wings.

A slight flow of force. It seems that some magic has been used, and the giant floats in the universe with the wings of the loose wings. In the fierce wind of blowing down, I accidentally blush.

Normally, a giant like that can't fly.

But thick air density makes take-off easier. Apparently, he can manipulate barometric pressure like a superior dragon. Although much smaller than the array causing the storm.

Seeing the dragon flying over the mountain, I snap my neck.

What are you going to do? I know you're not running away......

and that's when the dragon swirled in the air.

They descend sharply looking straight at me.

Unlike the first time I encountered him this time, he doesn't seem to be willing to do it with intimidation.

The giant is imminent.

The moment I was captured by that thick nail that was opened - I switched positions with a nearby ceremony.

The human rattle flickers through the claws of the dragon.

The leg that missed me hit a nearby boulder instead, crushing the top half.

Hey, I'm scared. I'm scared.

The dragon, which seems strange to have been emptied, swirls its torso again in the air.

Is it time to be serious?

I open the door to the human rattle that was flying directly over the dragon.

Summon - Grandpa Konako

What emerged from the distortion of space was a baby in the face of the old man.

The demon (Ayama), who looked ugly, clings to the back of the flying dragon, distorting his wrinkled face and squirming.

And I started crying out loud.

"Funghhhhhhhh!!

At that moment - the body of the dragon sank in the air.

The dragon wings over and over again like it was in a hurry, but the altitude drops every time the baby cries.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

A loud cry arose at the moment - the dragon crashed to the top of the mountain.

Heavy impact causes Grandpa Konako to fall off the back of the dragon.

"Ah..."

"Phew!!

The demon plunged into the ground from his face...... raised his voice like a crushed frog and stopped moving.

... you did something a little pathetic.

That guy, he doesn't attach it to his opponent with a divine force, he just clings to it with a grip.

Was it harsh to let the flying dragon opponent do just that?

You did a good job, however.

Grandpa Konako is a demon who cries in the guise of a baby in the mountains and crushes the pathetic bearer.

Every time you cry, it gets heavy and weighs up to five hundred pieces (* about one or nine tons). Even the dragon just won't be able to fly with this guy on his back.

Well, in my previous life, there were martial artists and trainers who went up and down the mountain with this guy in their name of training.

As he was returning to phase, the heavy dragon tried to spread its wings again.

There, I turn to Hitogata. [M]

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Soil Phase - The Art of Fire Raccoon

A net knitted in white taiwan was covered over the dragon.

The resisting dragon storms hard and exhales (braces) in all directions.

But white netting doesn't break or burn out.

Yuki looks terrified and says.

"... that's a lot of rugged netting"

"It's made of asbestos knitted rope."

Asbestos is a very tough material and resistant to heat.

Where I was exposed to fire, the dirt just burns and cleans up.

Eventually, you were just tired, and the dragon stopped rumbling.

Though he's still staring at me, and he's subtly roaring.

"Shouldn't we have caught him in this netting technique from the start without using demons or anything?

"If you suddenly lose your wings in the air, you're in danger."

"... that's unusual, forgive the monsters, etc."

"Really? Well, this time, I'm the more uninvited guest."

Besides, you can't just take it down on your own.

Yuki says in a voice like she's on track.

"Hmm. But the monsters in this world are weak,"

"Uh, but this guy's probably about as strong as a regular dragon."

"Ah... is that so"

I pulled in the neck Yuki was stretching.

I walk out.

"Well, let's start with this guy's nest"

As we approached the bedding where the rocks were gathered, the dragon barked and rumbled out. Ignore it and I'll put my foot on the rocky mountain.

That's how I peered into the nest.

I look at you unexpectedly.

There lay thin, sandy - one oval sphere, as many as a hug, with a pale yellow colour, was seated.

Yuki growls with her neck stretched out.

"Seika, you can't believe this..."

Lightly, touch the surface of that sphere.

Smooth. Heavy duty, looks pretty stiff... for sure.

- It's an egg.