The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

We were walking all the way to the dragon, sending the carriage back to the Empire by Nemesi's spatial connection.

We could fly to the top of the mountain with a spatial connection, as we would have done with the carriage, but this time we were going to be on foot. There are three reasons. It is Mr Rümmyfort's opinion and Mr Leroux's intention and my concern.

"If you're poor enough to climb a mountain like this, you should leave a message," said Ms Lümmyfort. This seemed like something you were saying not only to Nelvia and Reggie, who are currently working out, but also to Kaylis and Soti. Well, I don't think it means what you say.

That's why Soti, who usually looks magically fluffy and cool, also walks on the ground in the form of a hangout around her. Just saying you can fight without magic, and a rugged mountain path doesn't seem to be bitter either.

But only Kaylis seems to be enjoying quite a bit, wiping his sweat and walking as he takes off his jacket and loosens his shirt chest. He kept walking, saying he didn't have to, even though I've called him many times not to.

... By the way, there are two of us who haven't even walked in that situation, and it's always been me and Lurora. Mr. Lulu, who is currently transformed into “Mr. Rovero," is walking around Lulu Laura. This is LeLaura saying, "I have to walk the mountain. Leave a message? Then leave a message!" This is the measure to take her, which is the point of negotiation, because she answered instantly.

Lulu, who became a pitch-black butler, even dragged something like a hemp bag with some big bags in it, and climbing like that was such a different style.

And I say, by Lil 'l's cursed collar, he raised his physical age to as high as junior high school, and he slowly followed everyone behind him as he sat on a throne that floated and moved further up into the universe.

This chair is four on the back and two on the back. They are floating in balance by sticking and manipulating small pieces of gold, one circle ball size, that we have separated from the artifact gram there.

Normal state artifact grams have mass limits and cannot seem to be made immense without bounds. So I don't want to consume as much glam as possible to protect myself, but I don't like to wrap the glam around my body to combine movement and defense because it hurts and marks.

As a way to solve those problems, I asked Kaylis to look for a chair....... I didn't ask for such a fine chair though.

It's a form of outright disobedience by just one person to Mr. Rümmyfort's policy, but I've been particularly impressed by the brain labor specialization. Shiatsu.

By the way, the “Black Stone” pendant I created the other day floats a little further away and carries it. I don't know when or what will happen.

"Sasa but Sephilia! I didn't think you could float a chair."

It's Nemesi walking next to me who lets go and compliments me while I say that.

She was progressing in light footsteps through her rugged mountain skin as if walking even on paved flats.

But its appearance is very different from usual, with bright and bright light yellow hair and feathers of the same colour that grow to cover both arms.

The fleshy limbs exposed at all costs are covered without relying on a primitive costume that better matches the leaves of the tree.

Its face, edged with unusual shortcut hair, is also decorated with parts that wrap around a luscious atmosphere and doesn't resemble the usual nemesi.

The four abilities that Nemesi individuals possess, one of them, "Transformation." She is transforming herself into a Harpi girl who touched only once when she devastated the Roxward forces.

That is also the second reason why we are deliberately climbing the dragon mountains on foot… to fulfill Mr. Lulu's purpose of 'peeking at the way the dragons are coming out'.

This is how you take the grand time to get inside the dragon, and the dragon tribes will be able to indulge in how to handle it. Not to mention that we are opponents of the dragon tribes who tried to fall far behind. Then it will be clear to everyone that we have no good feelings for them.

If you want to come out here and apologize, fine. If you want to come over for guidance, it's a good idea to invite them inside and welcome them.

You can explain to me if there's anything going on, and if it was a compelling reason, I'm not stingy enough to offer you any help.

... but if you're going to launch an attack.

At that time, you will respond with the appropriate attitude and means.

Whether Mr. Lulu is pretending to be just an entourage, Nemesi dressed as a weak category of demon (Harpi), or I am away from the figure of a toddler, synonymous with the inverse scale (Chartan) … to induce the enemy to be alert and to measure his sincerity.

... and Nemesi once, with Exulia, had a priori who visited this dragon inside and brawled and halved the Dragon King, the leader of the Dragon clan.

Some aspects are changing their appearance because they are hated and attacked in the matter, and they have difficulty being feared and atrophied.

In that way we continued to climb the Dragon Mountains while taking a few breaks along the way.

And when we left, when the sun, which was just beginning to climb off the horizon, began to shine over our heads.

"... hmm?

I'll rub my eyes wondering if I saw it wrong, but that shadow my eyes captured never disappeared.

And already, Mr Rümmyfort, the powerful have been so aware that they have seeped the color of vigilance.

At the end of our gaze, a bright white figure stood up to the scarce red mountain skin of the grass trees.

As if I forgot to apply it to some of the landscape paintings, my eyes are so bright white my hair and skin in this strong sun. They are wrapped in witch outfits that are equally unbeatable to the skin.

Two white horns that grow to protrude with a threaded bend from the side head forward and a long, white tail that extends from the glutes, emitting discolorations in the appearance, such as a flaky girl, throughout.

From the top of the head to the tip of the tail, the bright red eyes, like blood, stand out as everything is white and united. Its eyes, sparkling like a jewel, stared straight at this one as it peered through a pupil that had been ripped thoroughly and vertically.

When the Dragons, usually with golden eyes, are “red eyes"... that is proof that they are in a state of scaleness. Yes, it was explained to Nemesi and Mr. Lulu that we would be ready for the dragon man in front of us to attack us whenever he wanted.

And that bright white dragon girl walks up to us in slow footsteps...

"Gentlemen, I am so sorry......!

I said that in such a pitiful voice that I accidentally fell in love with him, I bowed my head deeply.

"... Huh?

Having accidentally uttered a frightened voice, I take a serious look at the top of the girl's head.

I thought it appeared all of a sudden, and it's too abrupt for me to suddenly apologize for this again. Who is she in the first place? I just know you're a dragon man by the looks of it...

"Uh, um... what the hell are you...?

For now, if you ask the girl terribly who she is, the bright white dragon girl lifts her head Gabba. And she replied, moisturizing those bright red dragon eyes.

"Also, sorry! My name is Venus. I am a 'backscaled witch' in this dragon. I am truly sorry that the Dragon Clan has caused you so much trouble. Please, on behalf of the Dragons, let me apologize."

The witch of the scales...... hey. I have a feeling it's going to be kind of a pain in the ass, called the familiar name “Venus”.

The dragon girl who named herself Venus, just to say, turns her head down again vigorously and resumes her apology.

Yeah, yeah... we also know that the Dragons were turning their hands in shadow with malice towards us in the Roxward leap that rocks the continent. So in the end I visited here with the intention of letting the dragon tribe representatives bow their heads...... I didn't expect it to go wrong with a leading must-win. It's too brilliant a ruse to frustrate our nose, so much so that we're undermining the sincerity of that apology on the contrary.

As a matter of fact, I had no idea that the Dragon Clan was going to apologize like there were scales growing in their pride.

The subtle air of what is going on… flows between us.

Whatever you think, the girl in front of you is not in an atmosphere of responsibility or mastermind, and this makes it difficult to determine whether she is making arbitrary apologies or whether other dragon tribes ordered her to throw her out like a human pillar. And whichever it was, there's no way I'm going to have the option of forgiving "yes, really" with one of her apologies.

It's kind of painful to even be a malicious Kramer, but this place is like, "You can't talk about it, get those responsible out!" I was about to open my mouth to tell you...

"Coming"

Mr. Lümmyfort, who was at our head, turned his cool face to the sky, not even one sweat on this climb in the sun. I've been swirling over the sky for quite some time now and I knew I was watching this one...... it looks like it finally moved out.

After watching the tip of her gaze for a while, you will eventually see a number of shadows jump out of the far clouds and come closer to us. Could that be...

It was a shameless welcome in the name of the Dragon Mountains.

The black dragon that we once confronted in the Easberg Republic. I think the array would have reached fifteen meters in length if it had included to its tail, but a giant that wouldn't take a pull compared to such a black dragon has spread its large wings and descended one after the other.

The dragons descended to the ground with a shock that shook their guts, eight in number. If you were a concurrent person, you would be by the time you've already given up survival and started watching the running lights, but unfortunately no one here has such a common sense sensibility. It's hard enough that Kaylis is a little nervous.

I said, "It's been a long time since I've seen it, but it's still powerful."

A total of eight dragons that have landed to surround us intimidate this one as they grunt and throat, staring unafraid with their huge golden eyes.

Coming down near us, a large international dragon with a scarlet scale opened its vicious teeth-lined mouth in large part.

'If you think you're suddenly gone, do this again... come on, Venus'

"Mr. Bogarnia......"

The dragon, known as Bogarnia, distances her in a way that draws her towards herself as she inserts that huge tail between us and Venus.

"... what are you doing here, child of man"

Bogarnia, a giant dragon with dull scarlet scales, sounded a powerful voice. And then he glanced at us with his sharp eyes... and he ran his gaze all the way, and then he looked at me twice. Oh, yeah, you'd be surprised if a human child flies back to the flying throne. I'm sorry about something.

and in response to such a scarlet dragon's enquiry, Venus, held against the tail of a dragon, raised a voice of condemnation.

"Mr. Bogarnia! We must apologize in good faith and beg forgiveness because we have caused them trouble! I'll take care of this!

Trying to push the scarlet dragon that deliberately pulled her away from us, Venus escapes his tail shaking its long pure white hair and tail and rushes in front of us.

"My people have done something wrong, I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me until you're comfortable with it."

"Venus! What..."

"However, I know this is a very unsolicited offer, but could you please use it as a hand job for this one...!

I hold my head in what is wrong with Venus, who is so deeply flat-headed again.

But so I turned my face to the scarlet dragon earlier known as Bogarnia and asked if Mr. Lulu in the black butler had taken a step forward.

"We are looking for a man with brown silver hair… named Roxward. And you know Roxward, don't you?

To Mr. Lulu's inquiry, the scarlet dragon appeared to have narrowed his eyes for a moment.

"... I don't know."

"Really, that's a big deal. Anyway, we've got proof that the Dragons and Roxward are connected, and that's how we're visiting this place."

……

Scarlet dragon gaze is directed at the hemp bag being dragged by Mr. Lulu's hand. That bag is so big, it's just like a silhouette with two or so adults inside it... so what's in it?

"If you don't know, you should investigate it carefully. If you don't mind, we'll work together, right?

Mr. Lulu was crossing sales smiles without breaking them at all, even before a dragon that was far more gigantic than he was. And the white girl is anxiously gazing at the complexion of both.

The dragon opens its mouth with an exploring eye, surprised by the atmosphere of Mr. Lulu, who is unknown to the bottom.

'... where is your assurance that you are not at the mercy of that Roxward'

"Oh, it's like Roxward's a bad guy, huh? You said you didn't know Roxward, and I only said I was a brown, silver-haired man."

"Earlier you were looking for Roxward..."

"I told you I was looking, but you don't remember saying you were hostile"

"It's..."

"To put it further, I thought you said you brought evidence that the Dragons and Roxward were connected. If we were in Roxward's hands, wouldn't it be more pleasant for you?

I was caught up in Mr. Lulu's talking skills, and the scarlet dragon finally shut its mouth.

Mr. Lulu, who doesn't seem to care about that though, steps in further with a neat face and a cool smile.

"For the most part, some extremists are connected to Roxward on their own, and they're dividing their forces from dragon tribes like you who are neglecting it, right?

The white dragon girl and the scarlet dragon react slightly breathtaking and open their eyes. Let us say that the reaction is already an eloquent affirmation.

And the Dragons seemed to be following the scenario we had in mind beforehand.

... then there is a gap in it.

"As you know, Roxward is a man who is trying to rally demonic powers to start a war. There were two dragon men mixed up among those hostile to us and those who had raided us. We hear that yet another person saw many dragons and dragon men when they raided their home base."

……

"I ask you frankly, is this instruction given by the Dragon King?

I can see the surrounding dragons murdering in Mr. Lulu's inquiry.

The scarlet dragon gently shook its giant head to the side.

"The Dragon King is currently being cured in the Dragon Springs of Soothing."

"Soothing Dragon Springs?

"It's a secret water passed down to the Dragon clan, and it's said to work for all injuries and diseases"

"I see. And the main proximities and powerful loyalists have also followed to escort the Dragon King and take care of themselves, so that the confusion is spreading to the rest of you"

'... right. That's why there's a gap in the rise of the idiot who made you smoke your ambition.'

With that hateful look and hard words, you can ask about the situation of the Dragon Nation today.

Then you can say that we and their interests are generally in agreement.

"From now on, we are going to visit you. The purpose is to confirm the thoughts and standing of the Dragon Clan connected to Roxward. And in some cases, I am going to ask you to take the kejime. - Am I interrupted?

The dragons quickly ran their gaze through their companions and then turned to the scarlet dragon. Apparently he's the strongest and greatest individual in all of this.

Such a scarlet dragon slowly opened its golden eyes after a short meditation.

"If you want to sit in moxibustion with shameless thoughts, I will gladly lead you inside us."

Are you sure, Master Bogarnia?

"Good. I'll take the blame"

The scarlet dragon nodded back to Eagle Deep, even to the questions of the dragons around him as he asked. Then in a way that ignores Venus throwing his thoughtful gaze, he turns a chilling eye to us.

"Besides... there's no dragon king at the moment, and I can't let you get into this mess."

To that word of Bogarnia, the dragons around look at Mr. Rümmyfort with a tense face.

A woman of people wearing brown silver hair, black military hats and uniforms. Rummyfort Yujanon, the strongest of the people, “Workout (Balbeaut)". That appearance alone, which I heard, will be the object of awe for the Demons. Of course, if you're a dragon, also known as the most powerful species of the Demon Nation, you might be able to peek into one end of her inner strength.

Then we'll carry you inside. Those who can't fly should get on my back. '

When Bogarnia bows its scarlet body to its mountain skin, the other dragons say, 'Dear Bogarnia!' And I gave him some sort of blameless shout. The greatest, and proud, dragon tribe on this occasion took the lead in such a chore is probably upsetting the surroundings. Damn, you don't have enough consciousness as someone who stands up there to make you care about your surroundings.

And on behalf of my children, who were letting their gaze wander about what was going on, I answered Bogarnia's suggestion.

"No, we're going to climb up slowly like this"

'You don't have to shy away. Besides, I bet the pride of the Dragon Clan, I don't even imitate cowardly like a deceitful'

"No. Humans get sick when they move rapidly to higher altitudes."

If you check your surroundings, Soti seems to be the only one who has shown satisfaction with my words. After all, is alpine disease not yet recognised in this world?

Ms Lümmyfort suggested climbing for training and Mr Leroux for looking at things, but I supported the proposal to combat alpine diseases.

Though the dragon mountains are not as elevated in themselves, they are high mountains to the extent that they penetrate the clouds. If you fly that away at the dragon's flight speed or nemesi space connection, the barometric pressure changes too dramatically to die.

Regardless of what I care about being born and raised in the highlands, the others will just be unfamiliar with elevations like this. I have to decide that the current situation, which I can't even use the barometric control formula I use in conjunction with flying magic, is risky.

So I want to take care of it and go inside the dragon while trying to adapt to the light highlands over and over again pinching a break.

There is a desire to rush ahead, though, and this mountain is going to be quite sloping and drained of strength and oxygen, so let me carry everyone from here on out.

When you float a thinly spread artifact gram like a magical carpet, the twist rises from the dragon clan.

Then we promised to meet again in the dragon that it was at the top, and we broke up with the dragon clan once. Venus wanted to stay on the spot, saying that he had not yet accepted our apology... but at the end of the day he would be grabbed and forcibly taken by Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia, who let him cut his numbness.

That's how we resumed our mountain climb, getting used to the degree of rest while pinching lunch and rest several times along the way… Then a few hours later, by the time the yang was leaning quite toward it, we had arrived in the dragon.