The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

So I came back to the dungeon once.

Release the cost of possession and return to your original body.

Ugh, neat.

I knew my body was the best.

Then he digs the ground and picks the demon stone.

Bollocks...... very much.

Oh, delicious.

Eat more demonic stones.

Yeah, I'm hungry.

"Well, go to sleep......"

"Don't go to sleep, you idiot!

"Ahhh! Ouch!

I got hit as hard as I could from behind.

"... Elibel, it hurts"

"I slapped you, you bet! Oh, that hurts! After getting harder and harder and harder these days..."

Well, I recently peeled again. That also made the scales much stiffer.

Even if I just peeled it off, the size wouldn't change like that, would it?

Why not?

"Damn, we have to rebuild it again."

Saying the bump, Elibel takes off the glove that was on her hand.

He said he made it just to punch me. That's a waste of technology, isn't it?

Oh, the ingredients are my scales and skin.

"Go home. Yes, I'm not trying to escape reality, you idiot."

Shit, was it broken?

'You can't afford it. There's so much confusion. "

"Then I'm with you. Don't tell me it's hard for you to be alone."

It's a tough opinion inside. My ear hurts.

Well, you're right.

"Well, did you check with Elja that you came to me?

Yeah, for once.

As soon as Elibel returned, she detained that Sister in the middle class and put Elja in touch.

To see if her information is correct.

"That Sister was definitely a man of the Holy Kingdom. Looks like Elja and I had some acquaintance. However, it seems that Elja has not been informed of anything related to the mission."

What is this, Harsha's arbitrariness?

No, because of what Leonaroid says, it also takes a piece of gibble.

What are you looking for reincarnators for? Those guys......

"What's wrong with that Sister?

"I'm keeping you alive. In detention within the middle tier of the border. For once, the Holy Dragon's - or the person of the Holy King's kingdom, you can't kill him in your position.... Anne and the others disagreed."

Well, Anne would disagree from the standpoint.

I don't even have good feelings for humans.

But I'm a little concerned about the presence of that Sister to kill.

Including what I was through with Saint Dragon (Harsha).

And if you kill it badly, the Holy Kingdom- or your relationship with the Holy Dragon could get screwed.

Harsha, in particular, is a true dragon king species who awakened his powers just like Tenryu Yamu.

I don't want to be hostile or anything, if I can, but I want to have a peaceful relationship.

"And Ruggios is in custody there, too. He's a pretty woman, though, and it'll take a while for everyone to convince him."

After that, Ruggios followed us.

"I will do everything in my power to protect you more than Master Lena told me to protect you," he said.

Serious guy.

"... Anne's pissed me off a lot. What are you doing bringing in human beings? It was a head candle."

"That's right."

"And..."

Hilariously, Elibel looks at me.

…………

"What's up?

"No, it's nothing. I just thought you were really blessed."

What? What are you talking about?

Elibel scratches my long silver hair.

"I haven't grabbed that fucking bitch and Aoba's footsteps yet. I've got Gizzie analyzing the lab trail, but it's gonna be hard."

"Right."

"Well, I don't think that motherfucker's gonna screw up easily, and he's not gonna divulge anything about us, but he's never been too careful. I'm going to try to gather information outside with the Reis unit."

I guess I'm worried about Lenaloid while I'm telling you something.

It's really sweet in there, isn't it?

"... what?

Raise your voice in surprise at my gaze.

"No, nothing."

"Yes."

Then Elibel finished the other reports and left.

I guess I'll cage in the lab with Gizzie and Skeleton troops.

Poop, I'm alone in the room.

Quiet.

Well, what shall we do?

What you do is like a mountain.

It's like a mountain to worry about.

- But I just didn't feel motivated.

That's probably because I'm not ready to face it yet.

In reality - to the being that says Aoba.

A man with the same name and the same face as himself in his previous life was in front of him.

I felt so sick that there was nothing I could do about it.

I felt sick and threw up.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, I

I'm happy with my life right now, and I have family.

I didn't even want to go back.

Yet now the past has appeared before me.

Why not?

Why do you show up now?

I like my life now, but why... now...

- Let him get over it, it's easy, right?

Somewhere, I thought I heard that voice.

Don't be irresponsible......

For a while, I got bored alone in my room.

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Elibel was visiting the middle class.

It's a restraint junction, precisely in the middle.

Speak up for the person who sits there.

I'm sorry, but I'm gonna need you to stay there for a while.

"I don't mind. Because I understand that I am foreign to the dungeon."

A big man with half his face covered in a mask and dressed in a priestly costume.

It's Lugios Transetta, knight of the Lenaloids.

Armed is confiscated and sits exactly alone within the boundaries.

"I'll let you keep the Ascaron, too. It also has a built-in Dungeon Destruction Ceremony."

"Array is the thing Lena gave me when I came to the knight. Follow the original, your stuff. No untrained."

"You're breaking up."

"Because that's the way I say it. Besides, Master Lena told me to protect you and that dragon. Then I'll take full responsibility for it."

Elibel sighed unexpectedly.

How could a man so serious do such a knight of an array?

Elibel snapped her neck at the fact.

"Why is a guy like you doing that knight of a fucking bitch?

I accidentally got out of my mouth.

"Do you care?

"Well, if you think about the character of that fucking bitch,"

"Ha, that's true"

I thought he'd be angry, but unexpectedly, Ruggios let his face down.

"... Lady Lena is basically a scumbag who can't help it"

"What?"

"Combat skills and knowledge are certainly amazing, but they are more familiar than that, and I act on them when I think of them, and as soon as I get into that crappy, unforeseen situation, I cry, and they stink, and they stick together like stalkers against people I like, and they push me through all of that nonsense and all of my work"

……………

It was so painful that Elibel accidentally stunned her mouth.

No, am I wrong?

She knows I can't help but say so.

"But... I never get tired of being with you. He's a really funny guy, that guy. The view next door is fresher and less boring to me than anything else."

"I see."

I was strangely convinced by the words.

Because I have one myself.

There's a Lord who can't let go, even though he's such a helpless fool.

To be honest, Elibel was suspicious of him.

It included something, and I thought you were playing her knight, but it didn't seem like it.

He is a knight of the Lenaloids from the heart.

(You've always been my fucking bitch, but you found a pretty good buddy...)

She wouldn't have noticed, but the look had a grin on her face.

"Then I'll go. Oh, tell me if anything happens. It's a telecommunications demon stone that leads to me."

"Okay."

Elibel tries to turn her heel back.

but just before that I uttered something that bothered me.

"Oh, by the way, I'd like to ask you one thing."

"What is it?

"Why are you wearing that mask? Oh, no, if you don't want to answer, it's fine."

Ruggios covers half his face with a white mask with a top.

It's pretty creepy from the side.

It doesn't look like the wind you're wearing trying to hide burns and terrible wounds.

I don't particularly feel the magical effect either.

So, for what?

Well, it bothered me.

"Oh, is this it? Because it's cool."

"... what?

I thought I heard it wrong for a moment.

"No, because that's why it's cool. Lady Lena praised this mask as well. He said he had good taste."

"Oh, yes..."

Oh, Cheng Cheng. Sure this is her knight......

It was some strangely convincing Elibel.

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Meanwhile, around that time...

Leonaroid was being held captive all over his body and walked down a long corridor.

His vision was also sealed, his ears and mouth blocked, he was walking almost exclusively by his senses, but to feel from his slightly exposed skin and sense of smell, he applied around the bottom of the earth - perhaps some dungeon.

(Something feels terribly nostalgic...)

That's a sentiment similar to homecoming.

It won't come true to see it, but perhaps Lenaloid knew this place.

And that leg stops.

The restraint was removed.

Vision opens.

That was, in a nutshell, a place that felt like the Throne Room.

In front of you - albeit at a considerable distance - sits a huge chair with majestic decorations, from which the red carpet hits to where you stand.

On both ends of the long hall were upright knights dressed in armor at equal intervals, and if you looked up at the ceiling, a chandelier was floating with plenty of light demon stones.

(That's a sight that's going to come out of the game.)

I guess I hold that sentiment because she's a reincarnator.

(Man, I haven't played a game in hundreds of years...)

And behold, behind-the-scenes, the heads of those who would have brought themselves were hanging.

As if to frighten disrespect until then.

(... I wish you would stop because I don't like to be able to bow your head...)

Even though I say I'm nervous because of all the guys I don't know.

No, do you know some of them?

Still, I'm still nervous because I've seen “them” for a long time.

(Aoba, don't you look like you... I wish you'd stayed with me because I'm careful)

Leonaroid with such thoughts about the executor who has been forced to follow him.

Her mental burden would be a lot different if anyone knew what she was seeing.

Otherwise, he's got an amazing sweat on his back and sides.

(Where the hell... Ah, healing injuries. With that said, Lugios cut off both arms.)

I feel sorry for you as much as I was cut off on both arms, and I feel uneven.

Her sensibilities are probably strange, too.

(Well...)

Again, look at the throne.

An overwhelming presence sitting there.

Seeing it, Leonaroid narrowed her eyes.

I knew it was you.

I thought not.

Twat for restraint deployed with that metastatic ceremony.

It was a technique she liked to use by someone she knew well.

Approaching the throne.

No one tried to stop the act.

Because for them, she is a “former comrade" and the person who once contributed most to their victory in the fold of the war.

Some wept for a long reunion.

The bumpy canine teeth and violently shaking tails seemed to represent his emotions.

Some spray a small fire from their mouths with scaly hands.

Some nod emotionally as they arm themselves with six.

And some gaze upon the lenaloid, blinking his wings.

Yes, no one was alone on this occasion.

There was a gathering of people commonly known as the Demons.

Towards a being that bound them to sit on the throne, she opened her mouth.

It's been five hundred years since I've seen you.

"Long time no see - Azil"