The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

In the middle of the dungeon, in the third hall...

Saint Dragon Elja couldn't believe the sight.

Demons show up one after the other.

Earlier is the amount of magic in different digits.

I can't help myself at all against.

On the contrary, I feel that I am gradually even losing my physical abilities.

"What... what is it? What the hell are you...?

Barely an open mouth uttered was a word of doubt.

"You named him earlier, didn't you? My name is Ann. I'm a family member who can be used by Master Earth. '

Elja finally remembered when she heard the name.

Earlier, I spoke to myself in a thoughtful call about a feminine voice.

"Oh, you! Are you the fool who spoke rudely to me earlier!? What the hell did you do to my body! Give me an explanation!

I stare at Ann with the utmost vain.

But that doesn't work for Ann.

Ann points the tip of the great sword in her hand at Elja.

Hilarious Elja is frightened.

'In this situation, you can often say words like that.... unpleasantExtremely'

"What... what? Oh, you know what? The point is to point the blade at me, the Holy Dragon! That's disrespectful!?

Ha, and Ann sighs loudly.

What is this Holy Dragon saying in the middle of the enemy formation?

Such a mouth is often a boon.

"Do you understand? The pointlessness of putting up such a void in this situation. '

"- Ugh. Ugh..."

That's what they say. Elja gets shunned as soon as possible.

'There are two options you can take in this situation. Will you continue to be killed by us, or will you return to your nest?'

It would be Ann's at least warmth that just isn't a choice to kill.

If I were you, I'd kill you with my neck strapped, but it's a hassle to think about later.

Most importantly... I really don't want Ground to hate me.

"Become!? Heh, please don't be ridiculous! I came all the way here to see Master Earth!?

'Really? Then die.'

Ann sets up a great sword in her hand.

Bikuri and Elja tremble.

"Kill me, are you going to kill me?!? Wow, I am Holy Dragon!? There is no way that a bug like yours could hurt this special, chosen being, let alone touch me! Oh, yes! This... this can't be happening! This me, the Holy Dragon, this chosen race, like this, this... this is my dream! It's not real!!

Chan, Elja barks like a dog.

Ann was staring at the condition with horribly cold eyes.

Before the Dragon King species and Saint Dragon, this girl was too small and ugly.

So much so that it's no longer even annoying to put it in sight.

The other demons react similarly.

But Elja, the person of the day, doesn't realize it.

"Master Earth! Will they be watching!? What is it, these savage family members!? If you are watching, let us immediately lower these savage families! If you're the same Dragon King species, you know what I mean? Such disrespect to me, the chosen race, when I know your degree - gaha!

The words did not last until the end.

Because before that, Ann punched Elja in the cheek with that fist, not the sword.

I can't even take much of it, and Elja rolls down the ground with a lot of it.

…………

"Ah... Ouch... eh...?

For a moment Elja didn't know what had happened to her, but she felt the pain communicating her cheek and finally realized she had been beaten.

Now she's in a weakened state to the extreme.

Even if it's just a fist with no magic cage, it sounds like heavy damage to her.

"Ah, you... take this me, be... nagging - Gah! Gohah! Giggy Yikes."

Cockroach, kigshame, cago, kigsha.

Faster than Elja says something, Ann's fist is tapped into her face.

Many, many shots.

Ann kept beating Elja silently.

Beautiful and tidy face is swollen and a number of blue moles due to internal bleeding have been developed.

"... hiccup... hiccup... hiccup..."

Around the time he knocks in about twenty shots, Elja pleads in a tone that doesn't even go around Luke.

She wasn't used to pain.

No, on the contrary, I had hardly even been “attacked”.

Because it was completely unrelated to pain for her, who was supposed to be the overwhelming strong one.

That's why her heart was broken in no time, not as if she had any resistance to the pain of being beaten.

"- withdraw."

"... hiya, hiya?

What did you just say? Same? That you and our Lord, Lord Earth, are the same... Huh!?

"Hih..."

Forced to grab Elja's chest, which can't even stand, and lift her to the same gaze as herself.

Elja trembles.

Fear for Anne was commonplace in his eyes.

'... I will not ask you at this time what you said to discredit us by conceding a hundred steps. But only insulting that man, Master Earth, is absolutely true! I won't forgive you!'

Just saying I agree, magic and killing overflows from demons and golems.

"Huh... ahhh..."

Trembling body.

Hands and feet that don't move.

Severe pain.

Elja's heart was broken at last.

His face is squeamishly distorted, his nostrils dripping, and he squeals at the whimpering crossing.

If you look closer, you can even get a puddle at your feet.

Apparently, he's incontinent.

There was nowhere like the face as a majestic Saint Dragon.

'Finally, I'll just ask again. Die here now, or go back to your own nest. Choose.'

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

Elja thinks desperately with a head smeared with fear.

I was wondering how this happened?

For Saint Dragon Elja, I thought the world was all about me.

She had everything from the beginning.

Blessed appearance.

immense magic.

Competent family members.

All things are available and all things are allowed.

She believed herself to be the absolute being to say so.

Simply put - she was a worldless lady.

Therefore, she was lonely and did not know the world.

Where the Holy Dragon and his family reside in the Holy Kingdom are called holy places.

She never got out of there.

There is no such thing as a friend of his generation as a dragon, and all around him are family members of Fu or followers of the people.

She was bored, lonely.

The occasional Gwib story coming from the outside was all very interesting to her.

And that day - when Gwib was shown “the footage” in a memory transmission - she was fascinated by the footage.

In that footage was a young male dragon called the Ground Dragon.

Elja was shocked.

I'm fascinated.

To the richness of its appearance, to the concentration of its magic, to the colour of its soul.

In short - it was love at first sight.

Rin and beautiful, then its appearance that reminds me of some bonelessness.

I don't know the exact age, but I thought I lived at least the same hundred years as myself.

They say his first name is Earth.

From that day on, Elja began to think only about Earth.

Diryu, the Dragon King species who is the same size as himself.

Wouldn't he treat himself equally?

Wouldn't it bury this unspeakable loneliness of my own?

I want to see you.

To that dragon, I want to see Earth.

I want to see you and talk to you.

I want to walk with you.

That's what I thought, and for the first time in her life, she made up her mind to go outside the sanctuary and into the outside world.

So...

"- Oh no..."

'What is it? I can't hear you.'

My body trembles.

My head creaks.

Ouch, it hurts so much.

Still.

Bullshit, Elja looks up.

"I don't like it, I said! I am! I came all the way here to see Master Earth! I will never... never give up!

Rigiri, Elja grips her fist hard.

Forcing a broken heart to stir up, with tears and a terrible face of blue moles and snot paint, Elja nonetheless says.

"I am Saint Dragon Elja Rude! I don't have the pride of being cheap enough to withdraw a word I said once! I say it again! Send me to see Master Earth!

Even the unknown lady is mean.

There's something I can never give away.

That's what Elja's expression said.

'... Really?'

Ann, by contrast, slowly waves up the sword.

"- Eh!"

"Could you give me a minute?

Perfectly, Ann's hand stops.

See who speaks.

There was Elibel.

"Mr. Elibel, why are you here? Weren't you supposed to be at the lab?

"Hmm... Well, it's a little silly. There's a situation."

That said, Elibel sends Ann a thought call.

Regardless, on a single line so that no one else will ask.

"- Eh. Cheng Cheng, is that what you mean..."

"Well, that's why I want you to wait and kill her."

'You have no choice...'

Until then the killer lurked like a lie, and Anne put the Great Sword back in her sheath.

Elibel approaches Elja with a light foothold.

"Huh... uh...?

Elja didn't understand the situation, she was just confused.

Elibel crouches in so as to gaze at Elja as she enters the ground.

"Hey, you. Did I say Elja?

"What... what are you?

Trembling with hesitation, Elja looks at the skeleton that appeared in front of her.

Probably just said Ark Skeleton.

But the intimidation I feel is not the ratio of demons in line.

"I'm Elibel. A member of Earth's family."

Earth, the moment he uttered the word, Elja reacted with Pickle.

Elibel doesn't miss that reaction.

"Hey, lady, why don't you make a deal with us? If you'll accept these terms, I'll have Earth meet you."

The word disappointingly grabs Elja's heart.

"- Eh! A, can I see Master Earth?!?

"Yeah, of course. I also have permission from him. And then it's up to you, isn't it? If you can help me, right?

"I'll take it, of course! If I could meet Master Earth, I would drink under any conditions!

She responded instantly without any stray.

For Elja, exposed to the fear of pain and violence, the skeleton that suddenly appeared before her looked like an angel of salvation.

Even though he looks like a reaper, I can see the back light.

One thread of hope draped in overwhelming fear and violence.

Elja looked that way about Elibel.

Regardless, the reality is a literal reaper.

In addition, he is also a super-dozen pervert.

"Hehe...... yes, thank you. It would be very helpful if you could say that. If I could, I would have wanted a living experiment, not a corpse."

"Huh? Did you say anything?

"Mmm. I didn't say anything. Nothing to worry about. Trust me, I'll take care of it."

"Yes. Okay, I get it."

Elja stares at Elibel with a tranced look as if even God could see it.

"Come on, if you decide so, let's heal that wound quickly, shall we? That bah...... meeting with Earthly. You can't look like that, huh?

"Oh! That's right. Such a worn out appearance... not very much, but I can't show it to Master Earth..."

"You will, you will. Well, let's get to my lab, shall we? That's where I scratched... heal the wound and then meet Ground. So what?"

"Whatever! Did you say Mr. Elibel? Nice to meet you."

"It's fine, never mind... because the freshness of the material is life"

Blur and grumble so that no one can hear you but the last word.

Hehe, laughing, Elibel opens the transfer gate.

The laughing appearance was indisputable, and that of Reaper.