The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

Nice to meet you.

If not, it's been a long time, let me say.

As a writer, it would be an honor for you to take my book.

In particular, I am not as vocabulary rich as the scribe of the story, nor as expressive as the bard.

So I'm just going to write down the facts.

Okay, let's get down to business.

May I speak today about the existence of what I call the 'Dragon King Species'?

To begin with, what image would you have of a being called a dragon?

The strongest being? The mighty or the symbol of disaster?

Yeah, that fits more or less.

A dragon and I have always been awed as a symbol of power.

Well, some humans and demons can hunt that.

But very few of them exist.

As a basic spec, dragons are different from other creatures.

Long life, enormous magic, mighty physical abilities, and special magic.

Man wields power by wisdom and group, but a being called a dragon wields it individually, overturning and ravaging the battlefield.

And among them, the existence of the 'dragon king species' can be said to be distinct.

The apex in the dragon, as the letters say.

I guess I just said royalty if I were to compare with people.

Four types in all.

Four species, headed by the Dragon, are called the Dragon King species.

Where fame stands, is it around Dilong, and Tianlong?

These two species have destroyed the country many times in history.

Even the kids in the country know.

Bad kids will be eaten by the dragons, like that.

Let's just say we'll talk about the other two kinds.

One of them has to talk about the Holy Kingdom of Halshalud.

It's gonna be a long time.

Well, don't worry, we'll talk properly.

Oh, with that said, you haven't introduced yourself yet.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Some readers may not know me.

We need to keep our names right.

My name is Leonard Reynolds.

It is the corner of the three great aristocracies of the Bolhelic kingdom and the head of the Reynolds family, who preside over "history”.

Well, people call me “witch” by my nickname.

Oh, in this tone, I'm a pretty woman, aren't I?

Please, say hello.

Well, you've got a long foreground.

Shall I tell you about the existence of the Dragon King species?

Right.

Let's start by talking about the dragon king species lead 'Diryu' -.

Rick Kingdom Great Book Corridor Storage to the Bowl

Excerpt from the preface to "Description of the Dragon King Species" -.

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In the dungeon of Earth, in the bunk of deep earth...

It's been a month since that fierce fight in Farbnir.

"Uh... I thought I was going to die -..."

I still think so after a month.

I slept in a big letter in the dungeon bedroom.

Even if I say I'm going to fall asleep, I'm human now, looking like a lizard.

This is what the possessory golem looked like when we developed it before and just went outside for a little while.

Because of this, I feel the usual bedding is very large.

This body is smaller than the main body.

A lot of time.

Oh, it hurts. I hit my head on the wall.

Now, why am I using the possessory golem is because my body is currently in a capsule like a culturer at Elibel's lab.

From the side, it looked like a specimen marinated in formalins.

The cause is the heavy fighting in Farbnil a month ago.

At that time, I used a double-edged sword called medicine + full body armor.

And with that recoil, my body has been cornered from being fully armed to Setouchi, who doesn't know if I can go back to my original body.

Incidentally, the now-possessory golem has undergone improvements, and instead of communicating the movement of the body as it is, it has become the type that can only house the consciousness of the body.

I have trouble getting busted in the incubator.

My golem technology is advancing every day.

"But... you're such a lame monster right now, really."

I want to hold my head when I think of what happened back then.

I'm not really in that condition.

He said he can't help the others by cutting to life without saving himself...

I've worked hard to keep myself safe.

Plus, in retrospect, I was throwing up a little bit of a small, embarrassing line.

Wow... wow... embarrassing.

No, well, sure, I'm responsible for the Tsumugi thing... so what? Just a little bit? No, yeah, I think there's about 10% of it.

That's too big a price to pay.

I was afraid of recoil and before the medicine ran out, I moved my mind to the possession golem and sealed the body in the incubator.

Well, the moment I ran out of medication, my body sent me a terrible headache, hallucinations, dizziness, and nausea.

Thanks to that, I slept for ten days.

It sucked.

Still, thanks to Anne and everyone's nursing care and Elibel's regenerative therapeutic witchcraft, he managed to transfer consciousness only to possessory golems in decent conditions.

They used the data from the last time the medicine ran out, and Elibel was putting together a new procedure for me.

I can really count on you at times like this. My sage is.

Well, now I'm just going to wait for the main unit to come back to normal, but this seems to be pretty hard to navigate.

Before I said to Elibel, "No, Earth. Don't just disarm yourself! Absolutely not! Absolutely!"

Well, I was told it wasn't a shake or anything, because I really couldn't.

In fact, I wonder what would happen if my body didn't go back...?

No way, I don't think he'll look like a possessed golem for the rest of his life.

... How about it, no.

Oh, my God, my thoughts just go in the negative direction.

Let's do something to change our mood.

Even so, I can't make golems well with this body.

I guess we should stop gardening as well.

With my physical abilities now, I won't even be able to cut the branches of that forest that I made underground.

This possessory golem.

Physical abilities, magic, and five senses are almost the same as normal lizards.

That's what I can do right now...

Oh, yeah.

I think I'll go fishing in the pond I made in the deep woods.

You can catch big fish like magic or book tuna.

That fish tastes good, doesn't it?

Well, I can't even eat with this body right now...

Oh, this body doesn't need a meal, and the bathroom.

Because the body is directly nourished in the incubator.

But I don't think I have the pleasure of eating...

Oh, you're out of line.

Fishing, fishing.

That would do it.

Maybe.

All right, let's do that.

Let's fish, rather than be depressed.

Refreshments.

Some fishing rods were made from ancient tree branches before.

Let's invite Torres and Plump.

Fishing in the woods + tress + plump = the finest healing effect.

That's no better healing than this.

Hehe.

I thought so and tried to support the fishing effort.

That's when I got a thought call in my head.

"Earth, will you come to the lab?"

Oh, it's a thought call from Elibel.

"Oh, Elibel? Hey, what's up?

I need to talk to you about your body. Will you come to the lab? '

Uh, I was going to fish for it. - Don't think so.

It's about the important body.

We need to make it a good priority.

'Okay. I'm on my way. "

Did you even bother calling me to heal?

Sayonara Possessed Golem.

Hello, my dear My Body.

But I don't want to be told that I couldn't do it.

Oh, with that said, is it also progressing with Furbnil's dungeon?

Let's hear that, too.

Half my expectations, half my anxiety, I dived through the metastasis gate to the lab.