The place is the camp, but as usual Hadith cuddled me to sleep and as usual Hadith made me breakfast. Even lunch, as usual.
Hadith won't say anything, and Jill won't say anything. Jill thinks it's amazing.
(Your Majesty probably knows how hard it is to do as usual)
And how difficult it is to sustain it.
Through the woods with poor vision, he suddenly went out to the indented ground full of soil and stones, with no trees or anything. Confused by his flickering vision, Lorens, who was leading the way, looks back and says:
"They say this used to be a big river. But after a dragon's nest was formed in the direction of the river, he was stopped and dried up. We don't know what happened to the water in the river until we get into the dragon's nest. It's a mystery, right?"
Listaird gives a face to Lorens, who explains the tourist guide.
"The Dragon's Nest is a sacred place for the Rave Empire. I'm quite enthusiastic about studying, but I'm not impressed with getting close in the tourist mood"
"I know. Now we're going up this dry river in the direction of the dragon's nest. We'll be at the rendezvous point ahead, so let's hurry. There's nothing to block here, so move as close to the riverbank as you can and hide behind trees."
Advance the horse as you guide Lorens to the edge. Is the dragon's nest quite high, or was the dry river path gradient? Jill deposits her back with Hadith and sneaks up on her.
"Your Majesty also told me not to go to the Dragon's Nest, to Lady Rave"
"I'm really a dragon emperor, so it shouldn't be a problem...... Rave is overprotective. I just want to try something new."
"I want you to try too, but not like Rave..."
"I'm saying you can never either, Rave. It's about time."
Hadith is grinning. Jill laughed, too.
"It's the only way to get along with His Majesty. I will refrain from hunting for the Golden Eyed Black Dragon on board the Dragon's Nest."
"Yeah, shut the fuck up just now when Ravé's never coming in -"
Hadith looked up at the sky. Later, the trees on the side of the forest sway obliquely, and the leaves of the trees and the great shadows dance.
"Dragon...... Your Highness Erinzia!?"
A row of legs stops at Jill, who raised her voice. They noticed the Jills. Erinzia and the Dragon Knights. A line swirls once like a signal, trying to grate a dragon on a river a little further away.
Jill has also heard reports of dragons flying towards Neutral last night. The tension that something might have happened soon passed around as well.
"I thought you didn't use dragons to be discreet. Aren't you in a platoon?"
"There must have been some rush to see that. - Don't rendezvous with me, or something."
To the low Camilla voice, Listaard, who came from the horse, says:
"With all those dragons, horses can threaten. Put it here and we'll get close."
"Camilla and Sieg, Lorens look at the horse. Your Majesty will be with His Royal Highness Listaard, won't you? I'll go ahead and listen to you."
I don't have a shield, but I can't even get a voice from here. Jill jumped off the horse, rushing out the slope.
Erinzia, which was about the size of a bean grain, was in a position to be seen right away. Behind it, sloppy dragons line up to block the horizontal width of the river. So once it flattened out, all I could see behind it was the blue sky.
As a concern, Jill's spine stretches in front of Erinzia's rugged face.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Oh.... suddenly, I'm sorry"
"No, I know a dragon flew over there yesterday. Give me a sec..."
Suddenly I grabbed my arm and was hugged by Erinzia.
While you are staring, your arm is turned around your neck and the blade of your long sword is pressed against you.
"Become -"
"Jill!?"
"Don't move, Hadith, Listaird!
He was held hostage when he clearly realized that there were dragons of the Erinzias. So the soldiers, and also soldiers, came out of the trees on the banks of the river.
- It's surrounded.
Grabbing Erinzia's arm with her hand, Jill performs a full of magic that she can do now. But I made a noise, and they played it. Erinzia is the Ravé royal family, with magic. If you're not as careless as before, you can't shake it off.
"... Your Highness Erinzia, what do you mean!
"I'm sorry, Jill.... I'm really, really sorry. But I..."
"Apologize for what, Erinzia. You're doing the right thing."
Jill smiles at the person walking past the side of her face.
(GEORG THEOS RAVE! then...... yesterday's red dragon, is this the guy!?)
The deep red cloak was soaked by the wind coming from the river, and Georg waved a silver sword. Beautiful fake heavenly sword, overflowing with silver magic, misperceived as real.
Shake it down, scream.
"All armies, assault. Capture the false emperor who makes this country sick!
"Sire!"
The moment they scream, the soldiers roar and go to a group of just a few. Erinzia spanned the dragon's saddle, holding Jill as she tried to reach out.
"Be quiet, I don't want to waste your blood"
"- It's your brother over there! Yet."
"Listhead will not be killed! My uncle said he'd convince me!
"Then what about Your Majesty!? What happens to Your Majesty! Or is this some kind of operation?!?"
To Jill, who screamed, Erinzia bites her lips.
His eyes told the answer, the betrayal, by the eloquent.
"Sorry."