It was the sweet and sour smell that greeted Jill back soggy. Hadith is boiling the jam in a pan.
"That was fast. Welcome back. - Jill?
Stop the fire that sprays the pan, and Hadith in an apron hangs her neck. I guess it's because Jill is only wearing a rash uniform jacket.
As she stood at the door, Jill pulled her lips and tied them. I can't see Hadith's face right now.
"I'm home right now...... a little noisy, hurt. I'll rest in my room."
"Injury? Apprenticeship in action will still be ahead of us. No way, you got hurt in training?
"Don't worry, it's a scratch. Because they even gave me a hand."
Slip through the side of Hadith and into the back room. I wanted to be a little alone. I don't have a key to share with Hadith, so I may not be able to, but I closed the door properly.
Place the bag on your back on a small wooden round table and throw yourself out on a stiff sleeping table with Boosen. There was no dust, and the smell of the sun. Because Hadith cleans for me every day.
(I'm useless)
Unexpectedly such a weak sound crept up, and I hurriedly hugged Hadith Guru, who was by my side.
Not only was the magic sealed, but Hadith covered me and even took Hadith's magic. When I joined the Dragon Knights and tried to gather information, they turned hostile to the dragon. Rosa quieted down quickly, but it seems Jill is the only one who turned her hostility. The purple-eyed Red Dragon is hostile. They are likely hostile from other dragons as well.
Nothing has been said yet, but a man who can be hostile to a dragon will not be a dragon knight. I may no longer be able to be in the Dragon Knights. Then the means of gathering information is gone, as it stands.
(Are you saying dragons can tell even if they seal the magic? But I am Lady Dragon...)
In Jill's eyes, his left hand appears. The gold ring is not glowing on that drug finger. At the same time Ravé became invisible, he became invisible.
(... without magic, it really doesn't help His Majesty at all...)
The condition Hadith wanted from Jill was a girl under fourteen, highly magical. - Conditions that were just suspicious of childhood hobbies are now scary in a different way.
Let's fall asleep when this happens. That would make me feel better again.
I don't know what a leg wrap Hadith is without magic.
"Jill, open up."
I heard the door open. Jill kills her breath as it is, trying to pretend to fall asleep.
"Sieg told me.... the dragon hurt me."
Quietly approaching, Hadith doesn't seem to have noticed Jill's raccoon sleeping or anything in the first place, putting her hips down by the bedside.
"Discuss it with Rave now - shut up, we're discussing it. I'm giving you a choice."
It's like talking to Dragon God is a bad idea. That's what I think, so I'm limited to pretending to sleep.
"Besides, it's not my choice, it's Jill's choice. That's why, Jill. It may be hard, but I want you to hear it."
Pretend I slept, pretend I slept. That's what Jill decides to do.
"Do you want to bake, simmer, steam, or broil?
"What choice is it!?"
Hadith laughed lightly at Jill, who jumped up.
"What? Of the unknown Red Dragon who hurt you - Shut up Rave, I'll kill you already. I'll definitely kill you, this is the Dragon Emperor's decision. All you can choose is how to cook and season."
"Wait, can you eat dragons?!? No, can I eat them?!?"
"It's a good decision - you're saying shut up, Rave! Even dragons have meat on them, then you should be able to eat them! I scratched Jill, there's no salvation in this life except for being a delicious dish!
I think I heard Rave screaming about whether there was such a salvation, and Jill panicked.
"Your Majesty! I'm fine! It's a scratch, and I'm just a little surprised!
"'Cause Zeke said he didn't even eat lunch! It's all because of that dragon, my loving lunch box! I even have dessert-- shut up. I'm more important and cute about Jill than dragons! What? If the dragon emperor thinks you're going to die, could the dragon die? You'll cover the dragon from me anyway, or I'll cover Jill!
"I'm fine, so calm down, Your Majesty. Don't fight with Lady Ravé."
"Jill is my chosen daughter-in-law, I won't let you complain! Even you, Rave!
Jill's head turned bright white for a moment, wondering where she pinched her mouth. Shame comes up after that.
(Oh no more, I don't like being simple)
Apparently Hadith herself doesn't know what she mouthed and is obsessed with arguing with Rave.
"You know the trials of Lady Dragon or something like that! The point is, aunt or uncle, if you're going to bully my daughter-in-law, it's ingredients! If you're unhappy, why don't you retrieve a vessel other than mine, you fat snake..."
When I hugged him, Hadith, who was somehow cursing each other with Ravé, stopped. Even though it was a momentum to spread your arms and hit you, you're not scared. Because of the lack of magic and the lack of power.
But now he takes it even if he holds it with all his strength, this big body and power was reliable.
"Your Majesty"
"Ugh, yeah. What, Jill?
"I like it!"
Raise your face and look straight in the eye and sue.
After a lot of silence, the hot air came out of the top of my Hadith's head.
"Hey, what, why all of a sudden!?"
"It's okay, me! Even if we can't get along, we can hit him!
I wondered what you were feeling weak about, waving your fist up, and then jumped.
(Because I'm starting my life over, it doesn't all work out. Naturally. Don't be proud, I)
We must not lose sight of what needs to be done. Jill's purpose is not to be Lady Dragon.
It's about mixing Hadith. The status of Lady Dragon is only by that means.
"You'll stick around a little bit more to keep the Dragon Knights from being fired. Oh, I'm hungry. I'll have lunch! What's for dinner tonight?
"Uh... and a pie stuffed with vegetables and hiccups..."
"Really! Looking forward to it."
"Keh, are you hurt?
"I'm fine. I'm better! Thanks to Your Majesty."
As I held my arms up and let them make a grip, Hadith roamed her gaze with a red face.
"Oh, yeah? I hope so... you know, but earlier."
"If it comes to dragons, you'll be fine now. One thing, I've set a goal."
Jill looks up at Hadith sitting on the sleeping table. Dark hair, beautiful golden eyes. Jill's husband is beautiful enough to want to show off to the rest of the world.
"I want a golden-eyed, black dragon."
Hadith put her finger on her chin and came up with it seriously.
"A golden-eyed black dragon? I haven't seen it yet either... Where are you, Ralph? I won't tell you... I'll spare you the ingredients - why do you want them in the first place, Ralph?"
"Because it's the same color as your majesty! I want to ride!"
Jill is all I see in Hadith's eyes looking down at Jill, who rode himself out.
Always Jill is happy with that.
"So I'll do my best. Please support me, Your Majesty!
If that's the case, I can't stay down. Let's think about the future, even with a bare gesture.
Retrieving his lunch, Jill leaves the bedroom with a light foothold.
Hadith, left alone on the sleeping table, shook Jill's back off.
Most importantly, I think so.
"... just like me. He wants to ride."
Hadith, who had once fallen to her bedroom, stuffs herself by hiding her bright red face with both hands.
"... I know, Rave, I know that's not what you mean! Don't laugh, I'm not even imagining anything weird. I'm really gonna use dragons as ingredients! Oh, no more... dragons are too emotional..."
If you're in your head. Ravé says something, but Hadith closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath to calm her heart.
('Cause it would be weird. Even though it's so easy for a dragon lady not to admit it, I can't believe she couldn't help but be such a lovely dragon lady - oh, but I'm glad)
Always she won't let herself down.
Hadith, who laughed at the back of her throat, dreamed of Jill gliding through the sky on a golden-eyed black dragon and let her swallow it unexpectedly by its clarity.