The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

Elibel's lab was terrible in a nutshell.

The equipment and drugs were scattered here and there, and the materials and parchment paper that I thought I had written and beaten were also there.

And its center.

It is our wise man, Elibel Lebenhertz, who sits on the chair.

But I have a grumpy aura to see.

"It's not going to heal at all... Seriously, what the hell, I can't believe this genius of mine is going to struggle this far... Huh!

At the aperture best, Elibel said so with her head in her arms.

"Huh? Wait a minute, Elibel, what's going on?

"Huh?... uh, earth.... were you there? Since when?

Apparently, he didn't even notice I was here.

Or you would be the one who called it.

But you sound pretty tired.

'I just got here. It's pretty rough, okay?

"I don't know what that means, but I don't have a problem with it."

Doesn't look that way no matter how you look at it.

Just, Elibel says.

"The problem is your body..."

Rejection and Elibel scratch her scalpless head.

"My body... are you struggling?

"Yep. I've tried everything for the past month, but your body doesn't look like it's coming back." Back, X. "improved" Back, X. Maxheart! 'It didn't work, and I've tried all the other new techniques I've developed, but all of them, at all, your body never went back to normal... "

"Are you serious......"

It wasn't if you were trying to fish.

Phew, Elibel sighs loudly.

Are you tired or the orbital flames are strangely weak?

It's undead, so I shouldn't be tired.

So that's all the mental wear and tear?

"Just take a look at this"

Kathikachi and Elibel manipulate the polar-colored sphere at hand and pick something up.

It was a clear test tube-like vessel about thirty centimeters in diameter.

Mysterious liquid and some piece of flesh floating in its center.

'Er, could this piece of meat be...?

Kokuri, Elibel nods.

"As you can see, your flesh. He's cutting a piece of his arm and experimenting with it."

I knew it.

The piece of meat had something like a piece of metal on the surface, and I thought it wasn't.

But I feel kind of weird when I can show off some of my flesh again.

"Where does this look armed to you?"

"Huh? Well, the hardened metallic part is the skin part, and the raw meaty part is the muscle part, right?

When I said that, Elibel shook her head to the side.

"This, this piece of flesh“ all "is the“ armed part. "Including the parts that look like flesh."

"Are you serious!?

only the skin part appears to be armored on the eyes.

But is everything actually my flesh armed, including this part of the muscle...

Is that it, like reinforced fiber?

"That's why it's hard... This is all the blurring of the boundaries between flesh and armament. Every once in a while, you can pull the armored part of your body. Rip Rip Rip."

Did you say something horrible?

"Then that part healed..." Armed. ”You know what this is all about? Your flesh is beginning to recognize itself as the original normal flesh."

"Uh, wait a minute? Wouldn't that suck?

"It's so bad. If you keep this up, you're gonna grow up armed."

I lost my word on Elibel's words.

Seriously......

Grow up with your body like that strategic weapon?

If you walk, there's a crack in the ground, if you sit, there's an earthquake, if you sneeze, you can smash the mountain. Just like that?

Are you kidding me?

You can't even make a hobby golem in that condition...

I can't even touch it.

I can't believe I won't be able to taste the puffy touch for that extreme healing...

Besides, you may not be able to make weapons for gardening, digging for demonic stones.

Oh, I absolutely hate that!

I don't like it!

"Well, can't you do something about it, Eribel? No, Mr. Elibel! Please do something! Please!

Underground seats.

If you can lower your head, lower it as much as you want.

"No, so you're working hard to do something about it. Don't worry, it's not as good as it sounds. There's a lot of other hands."

'Really?

"Sort of. In the meantime, I'll wait for Una and Dos to return from the Holy King's kingdom. For now, that depends."

'Oh, well. I asked you, Elibel. Seriously, you're the only one I can count on. "

I hold Elibel's hand, and I beg you.

Good luck getting my old routine back, Mr. Sage.

"What, are you?

Mr. Elibel hasn't responded.

When I looked at him, he looked at this one with a pompous look.

What's the matter with you?

If you look closely, the gaze is down there.

He's pointing at my gripping hand.

"Huh..., Earth. In the meantime, could you get your hands off me? I can't work on it."

"Ah, bad."

I panic and let go.

"For the time being, I called you today because I wanted to tell you what's going on with your body. I kept the fine data in your sphere, so keep your eyes open in your spare time."

"Oh, okay."

Well, I'm always free.

"Also, the dungeon fusion situation, but it's about 50% at the moment. Gizzie and Tsumugi are in charge here, but things are roughly going well. In a month or so, this dungeon, this dungeon of fervenil, and the dungeon I built, will act as a single dungeon altogether."

"Oh, well."

It's a good thing things are going well.

"That data, too, is in that sphere with you, so keep your eyes open. And keep your face in the other dungeon. It makes a lot of magical sense for you to just go back and forth between dungeons."

"Oh, roger that."

"Well, that's it. I'm sorry to call you. You can go back."

Just to say, Elibel faced her desk again and began to manipulate the catacotta and the polar-colored sphere.

"Oh, well, I'll be back."

Head to the transfer gate in the corner of the room.

Secondly, when I looked around, I discovered Berk, which was turning bright white and burning out.

"Heh heh heh heh..." he says, half-laughing.

......... how many days have they been attached all night?

Really, I'm sorry, it's my fault.

"Uh... Elibel, I just said yeah, but you need to get some rest now and then, okay? I don't have any ex-girlfriends or kids if I'm too stuffed with roots."

Elibel just waves her hands flashing.

Well, it's undead, so it's far from fatigue.

In the meantime, I thought I shouldn't disturb you any more, so I dived the metastasis gate early enough and left the lab behind.

I look at the polar-colored sphere in my hand.

"... I need to feel the same way."

Pamper, slap yourself on the cheek.

All right, temper injection complete.

Let's check the data inside later.

Well, I guess I'll even fish first.

Let's just play for a little while before we work.

Just a little bit. Yeah. Because it's just a little bit.

And after Earth left, the institute was quiet again.

The only thing that resonates is the clatter and the sound of the keyboard of Elibel's sphere.

…………

- I asked you, Elibel. You're the only one I can count on.

Earthly words revolt in my head.

Just a little, stop working and slowly keep your body behind the chair.

And I took a deep sigh.

"... at all, that idiot"

Moving his fingers gently, he stares at his own hands.

Just to make sure the warmth was there.

"You've decided to work hard - but... Bye..."

There's no reason to tell anyone, and Elibel squeaks and immerses herself in the work.

To use all of his knowledge as a wise man to undo Earthly's body.

To reclaim that stupid, nothing-stupid routine with that stupid dragon.

Meanwhile, over a certain...

Over it was a white flying dragon.

On the back of the dragon sits a girl in a white dress with an umbrella.

The White Feilong has curtailed his magic and signs as much as possible, but if he sees it, he will have lost his back to his mighty magic.

'... are you sure it's okay to go out? Are you sure you have your father's permission? Your species is a guardian dragon in the Holy Kingdom of Halshalud. [M] I also have a position as a dragon king species. It's supposed to be a problem just to get out of the country?

"Of course, I'm fine! Your mother nodded in two replies, too!... tell your father that your mother will talk to you..."

The girl blurred just for the last part.

'I guess it's okay, huh? Or if you're getting permission, there's no point in bothering to be human, is there? It's like stealing a human eye -'

"So, little Gwib! How long do you get to that place called the Eld Wilderness?

The girl who blocked Gwib's words and gave him an umbrella asks questions early in the arrow.

'... right, if you go at this speed, you just said two more days'

"It is...... Oh, I can't wait! I can't wait!"

The girl teases the umbrella in her hand in a softly restless manner.

It's like a kid who can't stop being excited until he gets to the amusement park.

Gwib, the head of the White Feilong, looked at the condition with a smile.

'But that's surprising. I'm a little surprised you're interested in Fae male dragons, no matter how much your son is?

"What, is it that surprising? I'm also a maiden of my age, and, uh, somewhat, yes, there was something about being interested in the opposite sex, right?

"But there will be as many good dragon breeds around you as there are, right? Even if they're not dragon kings, there must be some pretty good ones."

"I'm not eligible for those dragons! Compared to the one your father showed us in the footage, Gwib, everything is no different than an elephant! At the very least, if you're not the same Dragon King breed as me, I won't talk to you!

'Oh well... Well, you and him both look pretty neat in the dragon...'

"That's right! So, little Gwib! Please increase your speed! I want to see him soon - Master Earth!

'All right, all right. So yeah don't slap me on the back...... though the scales will peel off'

Ha, and Gwib sighs.

What should I explain to Earths or Anne for now......

No, first you explain to Hereb with the herds.

Even though I couldn't help it, I've been away from the Eld Wilderness for almost six months.

They will definitely ask a lot of questions first.

Especially Hereby. You must be persistent in asking.

Oh, man, Gwib shakes his head.

"Anyway, let's head over to the Nostalgia Eldo Wilderness"

"Yes, it is!

That's it, alone? and one goes for the Eld Wilderness.

Enjoy fishing far underground.

Even if Ground doesn't want it, seeds of disaster (trouble) seem to come from the other side.