The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”
014 Four Winged Dragon, Ballad Dragon
- February 21st at 10 a.m. in the western hills of Bailanaea -
We were headed west of Bailanaea when we got word of a high-ranking monster in the Alliance.
The informed monster is The Four-wing Dragon Ballad Dragon.
Originally from Bailanaea, a place name, it was named Bailad Dragon, but that changed and now they call it this.
A green dragon dancing in the sky, with literally four wings.
I think it is a subspecies of the Fei Long that was there 5,000 years ago, but it is said that Rank A and flying in the sky have not reached anyone else.
"Hey Master, I think A is tough anyway if B -?
"You could have defeated Alpha Kimyra, right? And two years after that, we're growing up, so it's okay."
"I'm really optimistic."
"If it doesn't seem possible, run away with me and Mr. Porch!
Lina throws a bomb once in a while.
"Of course! Your back will be empty! Oh, I don't have a master's seat!
"I'm gonna stick to my tail, I'm gonna be fine."
"You're still going to steak my tail!?
"If you say that, the Ballad Dragon will eat you!
With such sarcasm, I arrived in the hilly area where there were sightings of the Ballad Dragon.
Turn around and you'll see Bailanaea in sight and the passage of the Titans in the mountain range we came through. But on the front, all the uneven (ooze) conspicuous meadows and the far-sighted deep woods.
"I think the view is good, but I don't see a dragon in the sky or in the range of my sight."
"Oh, but you see a bunch of bloodjackals over there, don't you? Where are you going in such a hurry?
More than ten bloodjackals, that demon, must have had the habit of rushing to a place where there was definitely food.
"Porch, do you smell anything?
"Oh no, Master, please don't. Yo!
Shows a commonly poached mess and holds his nose down with his forefoot.
"I don't know what's wrong with you."
"Sung Sung... Sung... Yeah, it does stink. Does this smell like blood?"
"All right, guide!
"Aww!"
Me and Lina followed behind the rushing pouch and ran in the direction of smelling blood.
We ran into Bradjackal along the way, and they looked at each other, but they quickly turned around and went in the same direction as us.
What the hell is ahead of us?
I couldn't catch up with the preceding Bradjackal, but that was in the big uneven blind spot part I saw from the earlier location.
The Bradjackals, who had already arrived, flocked to it and had chewed it off a thousand times.
"That's the body of the Ballad Dragon... Still doesn't reek of rot... probably not long after he's dead"
"Shoulder-to-chest slashing is fatal, isn't it? Oh, I think I can retrieve the horns and nails!
"I don't know if I can get it without risking it, but... do I have to finish these guys' meals?
"No, Mr. Azley, let's get rid of Bradjackal"
Lina throws a bomb once in a while.
I thought it was a rare opinion, and I followed Lina with my eyes.
"... shares?
"Dragon's... Eggs..."
"What?
Lina was right. Between the legs and legs of the Ballad Dragon, an egg-shaped sphere that does appear. Even so, I'm only seeing the bottom half of the egg.
The pain in the wound and the postmortem changes caused by Jackal's push must have popped up.
"We have to hurry, it's gonna fall and crack like this."
"I'll hurry. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
A small whirlwind erupts from Lina's magic formation, breaking into a group of bloodjackals. The whirlwind gradually grew and lifted the bodies of the Bloodjackals.
"Mr. Azley, give me an egg while you can!
Sooner than I heard that voice, I dived the bradjackals that were floating around, rushing to the bottom of the ballad dragon's crotch and slowly and carefully pulling out the eggs that were hanging about half way out.
"It's time to not hold it, hurry!
Lina screams with a rugged look at maintaining the magic release.
And Porch is stretching as he sits. Sure, we may not have anything to do with this, but what do you think of that?
Oh, I'm scratching my head.
I went back under Lina carefully, but early enough.
I'm going to give a job to Lord Wang, who finds fleas next door (only) and faces them.
"Lina, be a little more patient! Ho ho ho ho ho, sword flash collection drop!
Place the eggs gently on the ground and map the magic formations.
Countless slashes pop out of the sorcery formations that let them go over the sky, slashing off the horns, fangs and nails of the dragon.
"Here, Porch, I'll get it. No!
"Ah, ahhh!
It was a one-tempered pouch, but I retrieve collectibles in order of horns, nails, and fangs, and bring them to me.
In the meantime, I hold Lina's hand and draw a magic formation that is about to reach its limits.
"Heh, uh, eh?
"Ho, magic shift!
Magic shift, one of the special magics I've devised, magic that switches the magic power supply.
The maintenance of the release of the magic Lina is very fuel-efficient. On Lina's 400 or so MPs, she won't last a minute.
So I used this magic, and instead of from Lina, I passed on the connected hand and shifted to the magic supply from me.
"Oh, um... thank you very much"
I didn't see the look on Lina's face that leaned down a bit, but that was all touched yesterday and it wouldn't be a problem.
Once Porch confirmed that he would finish collecting all of his collectibles, Lina stopped maintaining the fuwar winds and freed the Bloodjackals.
The Bradjackals, who fall pounding from a few meters above, began eating Ballad Dragon corpse meat again at the same time as they landed.
Apparently, he didn't recognize us as floating in the universe. Or did your appetite win......
There's a reason Lina didn't defeat the Bloodjackals.
One was that there were eggs behind the bloodjackals. The other is Bradjackal is a monster that only fishes corpse meat, basically harmless to humans.
Sometimes it strikes from extreme hunger, but that would be another special case.
Gentle Lina used non-lethal magic with it.
"Well, what do we do with this?
"Uh... what do we do?
"If Lina finds it, Lina has the right to take it alive. That's nature's stewardship. You can sell it, you can make it into egg rolls, you can hatch it hard."
Ma, I know the answer.
"Wow, can I?
"About hatching?
"Yes!"
No, you're enthusiastic.
Sure, if you're a magician, monster eggs are what you want as much as you can get your hands out of your throat.
The imprint effect of imprinting is relatively easy to use. But at the same time, it is also true that the theft of demons by the user stands out.
In this case, Lina wouldn't mean that, but the fact that it's a result of kindness must have moved Lina.
"Don't worry, it'll warm you up."
"Oh, Master, it's my first ear!?
"That's an odd encounter, I'm the first to say it."
"Then I'll concentrate on warming up, so make sure you two make good money! For me!
For my sake, it's like Porch's satisfied face after saying so.
Probably just wanted to say this.
"But who the hell knocked you down? It's totally human work, isn't it?
"I know I didn't notice the eggs, but I didn't even collect the collectibles.... you must be proud of some power."
"... you're hands-on"
Lina shook her shoulder and said.
Indeed, a rank A monster can finally be defeated with the help of a party around level sixty. Unless the magician cooperated to hang auxiliary magic, it would be a level 100 adventurer and mutual.
Everything I've seen is a slash wound the same size. If you defeat him alone, he will be quite hand-worked with strength other than level.
If it is a sword attack...... six brave men or someone else......
I don't underestimate my powers either. He thinks he can defeat Rank A demons as long as he keeps his distance. The Ballad Dragon came into battle this time because of his knowledge of a flying monster.
That's also why I can afford it during battle. No, if the title of a fool has disappeared...
No, no, you can't help talking about assumptions. You can do what you can now. That's the thing.
"You mean the world is big. Let's go home and redeem it."
"That's right."
"Oh, I'll hold it."
"Hmm, pretty heavy, huh?
"Yeah, I'm fine."
I can't say no if you say so. I gave Lina an egg about forty centimeters in diameter and hurried home.