Sweet Reincarnation

Disturbing shadows follow.

The first thing I noticed was one of the mercenaries I was tired of discussing with my superiors.

That the Allied Coalition of Bombino Mortaire was on the move to rendezvous with the Baron Lunsbadge Army for fulfilling his mission.

Things happen up to the distance that the Baron Army could see critically in the distance, that is, back to the sight of the woods.

"Hey, what's that!?

The mercenary noticed something in the sky without even trying to do it by pointing his face up to kill the yawn.

If one person notices, so do the others.

Something in the sky seems to be approaching this way with terrible momentum and, more precisely, in the direction of the Baron Lunsbadge army, and the silhouette showing its magnitude gets bigger and bigger.

It gets bigger. How big will it get? Things that were small at first are spreading out into the sky like summer clouds.

It's not normal.

"Is that a bird?

"Idiot, can there ever be a bird in that shape!!

When it comes to things that are in the sky and have movement, it would be a bird first. There are large raptors in the world that can be as many metres if they spread their wings. The more we go back in time, the bigger the record is that there were also larger birds over ten meters.

Then the unidentified flying object that goes to the sky, is it not a bird?

Birds like no one has ever seen can be convinced if they come out of the Devil's Forest. In the woods is Arcadia, an unprecedented land. Whatever you are, it's not weird.

What wonder is there that a super-sized new species of bird has emerged as a wolf for this vicious beast panic?

But if it's a bird, there's one strange silhouette.

Obviously it doesn't seem like a bird's thing, it has a tail growing.

The biological movement of the loose tail is clearly unnatural as a bird's thing.

"Then what is it?"

"Isn't that a lizard?

"There's no way a lizard would fly through the sky."

"But there is such a scale...!!

It's not a bird. Then someone said it was a lizard.

Because as the unidentified flying object grew larger, so did its appearance. Scales reminiscent of reptiles to see grow as surprisingly as they can see.

There are lizards in the world that are as long as a person's back. Even if there is a lizard about two hundred times its size in the Devil's Forest, it is still a critical area of common sense.

Something at a level that some humans are likely to believe, even though they talk in a tavern and are laughed at by the vast majority as a grand jubilee.

But it's only insane that lizards fly in the sky at anything.

Something, not a bird or a lizard, looms.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

"They're coming this way!!

We came right next to ourselves, and we can't help but imagine.

Apparently, something that was an unidentified object stepped down beside the Lunsbadge army, which had solidified in the distance, but the size was unusual.

Big.

Even in the long run, the size of the proximity goes crazy. If you compare a Baron soldier to the size of an ant, UFO Modki is about the size of an elephant.

In other words, if it is seen in the eyes of men, it is a mountain. It's supposed to be kilometers away, but the size that makes me feel right in front of you.

Giant creatures with feathers, scales and flying around the sky.

Heard in legend, it is a dragon.

The dragon breathes and shouts loudly when he wonders if he has lifted his head.

The tympanic membrane sounds so loud that a gust of wind blows along with the raw odor. Even the Allied soldiers, who were supposed to be thousands of kilometers away, were unexpectedly welcome.

Not to mention a Lunsbadge army soldier at the feet of a dragon falls flabby with just one bark.

"I see, was this the cause of Demon Forest Panic"

Pais, looking at the dragon in the distance, smudged and crushed.

Let's also be convinced of the reality in front of us. If there was such a substandard creature, no wonder the forest creature escaped.

It's rather strange that it's something that I've lived beside such a monster before.

Is there any reason why that dragon moved the territory so recently? If there has been enough environmental change to affect the Devil's Forest, it is possible.

As for Pais, I just feel a slight sense of the “culprit," and I mumble into it.

Pais stares at the dragon and thinks silently. From the side (is), it also seems to be calm, so Uranta and others talk to Pais in the open about the upset.

"Yes, I am. You can stay calm."

Uranta is already not half hasty. Still a teenager. He's a man of his age who seems to be right when he says he's a boy.

If you go to the zoo and all of a sudden you are thrown inside a lion or bear fence, you are insane to have an absolute predator named Dragon in front of you, just as it is normal to rush to try to escape.

A werewolf uranta is rather a very normal reaction.

"When it's that big, it doesn't feel real."

"Reality is... it's a dragon!?

"That's Mr. Dragon. Hey, really big."

Pais with a slight tone somewhere.

If you try him, dragons and such are fantasy world stories. Even if he shows up with Deng in front of him, he doesn't have a sense of reality. No, even if it's realistic, it rather creates the joy of seeing a raw dragon.

For, if you take it to Uranta, a dragon is not a fairy tale existence. It's an old story.

I used to hear about people who actually fought, historical existence. The horror also strikes with a sense of reality.

"I have no choice... Lord Uranta, it's an emergency. I trust you, my brother-in-law, to tell you our secrets."

"Secret?"

"Our Lord, the magic of my father Casserole's [instant travel], is“ lendable “to the bloodline wizard. It's confidential, but we decided it wasn't a situation that we could spare."

"What is that...... Ha!!

It is synonymous with dying to have a boulder, an Epic monster in front of you, running and running. How many things can an array do, such as walk slowly, and a person's full capacity disease? We can fly in the sky. It is impossible for a man to resist, and the only trump card is the ability, magic, of outsiders beyond people's knowledge.

Uranta thinks that if Pais can use [instant travel], she soon realizes its advantages.

It means we can get out of front of the dragon safely.

"In the meantime, Lord Uranta will send you to Nylier."

"Is that me?

"That's right. Lord Uranta will have to do some things."

First of all, the first thing we should let escape in the coalition is Ulanta.

The noblest position, that he is the head of the whole and, above all, the Viscount Principal.

As a common sense of class society, the weight of life is not equal. Everyone on the spot felt that it was the life of the Admiral that should be protected above all else.

"Sister, evacuation of non-combatants, thank you."

Uranta escapes, if you say so.

He moved to Bombino territory first and has something to take the lead on. A number of non-combatants must be evacuated so that they can be protected from the monster's hands.

At least, they should be ready to evacuate at any time. Even though the identity of the danger is revealed, abandoning it is a foolish trick in the process.

"I'll take care of it. What will Lord Pastry do?

Uranta returns.

But Pace doesn't. Assuming we magically carry all the soldiers, we need to stay until the end due to the role that only Pais can carry them.

My lord stretched his chest that it was the Mortairn family's specialty.

"I'll observe that big one as far away as I can. Because it's a rare opportunity to see you."

"Really?"

Pace stayed, and Uranta returned.

Only soldiers of the Mortairn family were left behind. Beside Pais, Prohor was attached as an assistant.

Pais to instruct slight movement in order to leave the dragon. For some reason it was conveniently found, the soldiers hide themselves in a “clean, neat blur," and Pace begins to observe the dragon with vision and magic.

This monster could fly into Mortairn or, according to this, into nearby Bombino territory. Whatever it is, if we don't gather the information, we won't talk.

Without trying, I was to bump into a military exercise on a scouting mission and try it out for real. Again, we should be prepared.

"Wow, people eat dragons too"

"Such a long time"

There's one reason Pais and the others decided to let Uranta get away.

That's the dining landscape of a dragon, even from a distance.

It's hard to tell from afar, but “face closer to the ground” and he's doing something. Besides, it's on the ground. I'm swallowing it, I guess where the dragon's throat snaps.

Suppose you're descending beside the Lunsbadge army, knocking people down with barking screams, and pampering them on the ground by the ground. It's obvious what you're eating.

Soldiers lying in holes on the ground and hiding are also blue-faced and trembling. Being eaten by an obviously unusual monster, so to speak of a skilled mercenary, must be a death I didn't imagine.

"At the corner, Mr. Dragon was chasing the beast that drove him north. Maybe you were flying after a fleeing beast, but you've set Baron Lunsbadge's soldiers on prey, so it's awkward."

Usually, an army that is judged to be wiped out if it has as much as 20% wear and tear is eaten more than half of the time. This doesn't work as an army anymore. It's just a bunch of people, and I guess for a dragon it means a situation where there's a treat loaded.

A dragon that shows a flourishing appetite, honking with joy from time to time. The current situation is hopeless wherever it goes.

"What do we do?

"It's painful, but it's a retreat. Apparently, when you get together in large numbers, you'll be prey certified, so split up between squads. I'll take you to the Bombino Knight. Then at Nylier, act as one team at a time."

Copy that.

If you can get away with magic, it's a cash thing, a Mortaire army that escapes as a delight. If we stay where the dragon can see us, there is fear of when we might be eaten.

If you say you can escape, we'll go first.

Soldiers sent by magic one after another. In the end, the last thing that remained was Pais close to home and a squad of elite troops.

"Dear Pastry, what do we do?

One of the last ones left. It's the head pylon at the beginning of dawn.

Behind the words I ask what to do, I can see my desire to just run away, too.

But Pace expressed his condolences to the remaining personnel.

"I will continue to observe. It's better to have more information."

If you want to escape, you can escape in a single [instantaneous move] if you are a small group. Pace told me that it was time to stick around and gather as much information as possible.

I can't disagree with you just knowing the reason, but the faces that made me feel like nothing had to be us. I pressed and killed a lot of complaining and mouthed the order consent to squeeze it out.

"Okay."

If I brace my stomach, I'll just have to be later.

At the beginning of the pylon, the elite of the dawn, or the servants of the Mortairn family, are enough in the sense that the liver rests on them.

If reopened, it moves as aggressively as it observes, even with death-rightening.

"Hmm, I see"

"Did you figure something out?

I have been observing for some time, along with the aspirations of the Mortairn family.

As a result, several things are found.

"Dragon appetite also seems to have limits. After flattening the Lunsbadge army by 90%, he's sitting around losing his appetite. No sign of movement."

"That's good news."

While it was unclear how often they would eat, it didn't seem like they would eat inexhaustibly, like animals without a full center.

This is definitely good news. Because even assuming the worst is the worst, it means letting important people escape as long as there is a "sacrifice”.

This information is helpful in case the dragon makes its way around the Wang capital.

Because if it means protecting the royal family, we can certainly provide that means. Not good information to be honest with, but something like better than being ravaged at all but still?

But information is not all that makes the situation better.

"... and the Lunsbadge army is fighting back"

"Huh?! Aren't you an idiot?

Pylon accidentally bared his voice.

In a situation where you are eating all over the scatter, what will you do by purposefully imitating someone who has finally grown up with you to buy your anger?

"I don't know how the Baron feels, but you're a bad guy,"

I panicked where I was suddenly attacked. I finally settled down where the dragon grew up. Then do it back as much as you've been hit.

I don't even know what it feels like. In the face of the Lunsbadge army, he may be a comrade or family relative who ate the same pot of rice for a long time. A companion who had struggled and laughed together before was just eaten without being able to do anything. Killed. Then I want to avenge you. The desire to at least reward you with one arrow would be natural.

But more importantly, they're too bad.

Advice, swords, spears, and arrows, all things seemed to be bounced on giant scales. Even if an arrow hits your eye, it's bounced, and you should look at it at a flat point. The monster needs to be attacked.

"Well, it's reckless to stand up to such a monster. Come on. Running, but winning."

Even from the pylons who walked on the battlefield for years, this was the time of escape.

If I were in the Lunsbadge army, I'd run away with my tail scattered a long time ago. I don't think that's a disgrace, and I don't think it's weird. It's weirder to be eaten without running away.

"Right. On the boulder...... ow"

"Something, young Admiral, make an unpleasant sound."

"From the army of the barons, the departed continue"

Pais, who had been observing, raised his hips as he raised an odd voice.

When this is a strange atmosphere, we change our attitude so that we can get up at any time from the fitness we all lay on the ground.

Pais says the observation continues to result in a departure from the Baron Army. Natural situation when taken for granted. There's no way I won't come here and run away.

"Well, I guess so."

"A large number of leavers are fleeing in pieces… they are all in the same direction"

"What?"

"If we keep this up, not only will a large number of fugitives go to Bombino territory, but the dragons will stick together besides"

"... that's tough"

But even if you run, you have a way out.

Unpleasantly, the escapees began to flee in the direction of Bombino territory.

From them, I don't know if I want to run away to where a decent army of friends would be, or maybe I'm just simply running away from the woods a little bit. However, it is even annoying as the Bombino family, and the Mortairn family.

I'd tell you to run north if you want to run anyway, but not if you're saying that now.

With the "bait” escaping, the dragon also began to act because of the abalone that was attacking him in a flourishing manner again.

"It's an awkward situation. Let's step back, too."

Pais and the others sometimes use magic to avoid touching the dragon's eyes as much as they can, but they start running away without leaving.

Don't forget to gather information even when you're on the run. I gather information while I'm doing a chicken race to live or die, so I don't even want to impress the pylons with this fucking courage.

"Looks like something even more awkward has happened."

"What?

While observing dragons in distant windings for some time, a line of mortairns had identified the direction of travel.

When I came to a certain point, the situation worsened.

"Looks like the villagers who were running blocked the Lunsbadge army's escape route"

A group of civilians who had vandalized their villages by the vermin and were moving to evacuate them bowled in with the remnants of the fleeing Lunsbadge army.

Slightly mypaced, the dragon, which cannot be pulled apart because of its unusually large stride, hasn't stopped following “bait” either.

What would happen if the rest of the party and the villagers joined together here?

"Are you confused"

"No, I'm being blamed."

"... oh my god"

Even as a soldier, Setouchi lives or dies. We cut off the villagers just to get away and run away just ourselves where we couldn't move.

Without knowing anything, the villagers who are thrown out in front of the dragon as raw bait are an annoying cry.

Anger flies and screams.

"Soldiers are within their job to die, but it's also the soldier's job to protect non-combatants. All personnel, while protecting the villagers, retreat!!

I can't overlook this.

Pais unexpectedly moves to rescue the villagers.

"What about the Young Admiral?

"It attracts the attention of the dragon. Fortunately, we have magic, so we can work it out."

"Be careful."

"Yes."

Mortaire army in the form of a break between the dragons and the people, taken beside the villagers.

Pais laughs disgustingly before the giant looking up far.

"Come on, why don't you join me at the dance?"