Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 472

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:09:39 AM

There was a good chance.

If it became an act of destruction that seemed impossible for ordinary humans, it should have been considered the work of a dragon.

But somewhere preconceptions worked that "there's no way a dragon could give a villain like you would do to grab people".

Or maybe he was chronic that it was his only privilege to fly around as a dragon rider.

"Galatia. Could... Was it a storm the day Labinez hit you?

"Ugh, yeah."

"Right...... otherwise there's no way you can look at that in the long run"

The total length is three times that of a saffron dragon body, even if you look at it. Maia is about twice as good as Safr but still has as much physical difference as an adult and a child, and I don't even think she'll add up that much where she's added up.

It's like an orga and a dwarf fighting if you ask me. Five or ten steps ahead if you try to Dwarf, and Auga gets his fist in one step. It's a pre arm problem.

"That won't be a battle......! But is it hard to pull it off...!

"Why not!?

"Do you think that dragon will wait for us, scattered in pieces, to gather and disperse amicably?

"Ugh..."

"There are individual differences in ability to fly, but Maia and Safr are not that fast flying. Unless that yellow dragon is seriously injured, you better not think you can let him get away with it..."

"Yes, I'm just going to run away with the Atashi now... what do you mean? Let him be..."

"Galatia.... The most dead in the war is when we chase down enemies who are retreating after the battle has been decided. It's only the end of the fight, but that's where the worst is. There are no procedures, and running away with the idea is the most dangerous. Still turn your back on the enemy?

"Huh..."

"Don't be cowardly. Is it hard to say... I've never met a dragon before today."

"Then don't be ridiculous...... ugh"

Galatia wanders about where the pirate temperament has also gone, seeing a monster as if he had not won.

... Well, what a bunch of Henteco outsiders with no edge or itch who just joined forces because they meet today and suddenly flavor themselves with humiliation and still take on resentful enemies.

Can't help but hope to hit the run if it becomes a war situation like praying for a miracle.

"Regards, Mr. Hilda, Galatia. … please don't let panic alone"

"Oh, Andy, you look so reliable."

Mr. Hilda doesn't seem to have moved either. A boulder for years?

"You... what are you doing?"

"I don't care what I do... I just have to do something without running away"

"You said the bottom line!

"Oh, that's withdrawn. I mean, it must be on the bottom end."

Strange.

At times like this, I find myself amazingly fussy and optimistic.

At the end of the day, the certainty that you will win hardens in the back of your mind that the memory of diving through the training ground over and over again in that attitude makes you do so.

"I'm quite used to these days."

From the carriage slowly unloaded behind Safr, he said so and jumped out.

The yellow dragon seems to have the purpose of restraining the saffle and does not show movement with his gigantic body exposed.

"Safr!"

"... it's you. As you can see, that's the enemy."

"What about Mr. Rica!?

"I was there... but I was shaking because I was given weird pills. There they are... my best friend is here, and this is it."

…………

A saffle that keeps your voice down and speaks but doesn't take your gaze off the yellow dragon.

And the Yellow Dragon looked around at us, and those in the Triangle Fort, with only his eyes, and opened his mouth.

"It's about being adult. I don't feel comfortable killing my own people either. Don't move the lads' companions either. Get your hands on Lord Rabines and we'll destroy both dragons."

It was the voice of a low, calm man.

Safr grips his claws protruding into the rock with galloping, and screams.

"Why are you on his side like that! You're a dragon, you too! Can I give you a hand like that and be called evil dragon!?

"I can't do that again."

"What... what's going on?"

The cries of Safr disappear into the seafield beyond the half of the yellow dragon.

"Naia! Luna! Are you all right!"

I'll just peek into Fort Triangle from the collapsed wall and make sure Luna and Naia are surrounded by poorly resembled men.

Dirty dude with a single expression behind it...... is that Dwarf?

Tall, but at a glance in a standing position, I could tell it was the head.

"Mr. Bawes. Trouble, I told you to kill that red one, didn't I?

I look up at the yellow dragon and demand it with a beautiful pronunciation with no Dwarves.

"We Dragons don't kill our own people."

"I'm not interested in your doctrinal claims. Kill me. Nice."

"Huh..."

"I'm not just going to give back an unscrupulous customer. You're a bad dragon or a weak dragon, too, and you don't want to be called by strange rumors to gather your own kind for no reason, do you? The dead have no mouth."

"But... such a child!

"You're a child, but you're an adult, but you shouldn't step into my garden without even being called. Well, the ladies are beautiful. Sounds like a good value."

... You're a villain like you painted it.

"Mr. Bawes. Kill. People shouldn't be dragons anyway. I don't feel safe using any medication. It's dangerous to keep them alive."

…………

"Or would you rather watch your companionship drool of covetousness and manure to lust for my pills and cry out again? There's no substitute for my pills."

…………

The yellow dragon named Bauz turns to Safr in a tannic way.

"I'm sorry, kid.... I have a rider too. For her... you have to die."

"Eh."

The saffle lags behind in four foot walks about Zun, Zun and a few steps.

Maia moves on next to that saffle, making sure she faces Bawes side by side.

Dragon, two on one. But it's too different in size.

It was clear to everyone that Maia and Safr had no winning eye.

"If Lyla were here..."

I whine and shake my head unintentionally.

Lyla would certainly win, but there's no choice in what's not there. I just have to do something with the ingredients.

"No, if Lyla was here, we'd just get hurt badly with each other. You'd be right to be gone."

"Huh?"

Suddenly I was surprised to hear a voice in my ear and Mr. Deane was showing up right behind me.

"Mr. Deane... what about the fortification?

"It's already over. Are the Almeidas the most handy?"

Mr. Deane sat down on the steps of a broken stone wall, comparing Naia and the Rabines in the fort, and Bauz.

"Do you do business by crushing the spirit of the daughter you brought in with drugs? You're a classic out-of-town slaver."

"That dragon rider, too, maybe..."

"Dragons are also neglected to treat other species because of their extreme resistance to medicines. I guess I couldn't get my hands on the poisoning symptoms."

Mr. Deane blames the labiness flavor in the fort for his relaxed talk.

"The woman there! Come on down! If you go against it, the dragons will burn you down!

"Try it."

Mr. Deane says so standing up completely.

"What... to?

"You see there's a dragon here too, don't you? I also understand that as much as the dragon flames are not that clever. If you blow it on me, it's a sea of fire in the fort."

"... a clever answer. Either way, you don't have a choice. Mr. Bawes will take care of your dragon. No matter how much you remember in your arms, you won't do it to Mr. Bawes. The only way to do it is to be twisted by a dragon or to do what I say."

"Ho."

Mr. Deane smiled.

"Yes, it is. Naia, do you?

"Let me refrain from commenting"

Naia shook her head as she raised her hands.

"... What is it, you guys? That's unpleasant. Are you proud to say that you are stronger than a dragon based on such a child's dragon?

"Nothing. Well, I wouldn't blow it without flying. I don't think it's a big deal, like a dragon."

Mr. Deane looks up at Bauz. Bauz stopped approaching Safr and was watching Mr. Deane and me.

"Andy. I... I've said this before, but I'm not even willing to pull a step against a dragon if it's for you"

"Mr. Deane."

"It wasn't long before I was in the big battlefield you called in. Can I show you a little bit of a good place?

That's what Mr. Deane says...... disappear.

The next moment, Bauz's head was bouncing.

"Become!?

Stunning rabbines.

I scream.

"Naia!"

"You're impotent!... then!

Naia instantly takes out the flashing sword and slashes the men who were around her one after another.

"Hino!?

Rabines tries to escape, but Naia won't allow it.

Gently cut Labinez's ankle with the ruthless eyes he sees for a long time, causing him to fall.

"It helps that these people don't have to get lost.... because even in the light of your position and justice, you know who you can't forgive."

"Hiya, stop...!!

"Stop!!

A man supposedly changed from a yellow dragon jumps in and blocks him before Rabines tries to escape while dragging his leg.

"When this guy's gone, my rider is..."

A middle-aged human figure with a dull white curly cloth wrapped around his body. That was Bauz's human body.

It's quite a beautiful middle age, tying long stretched golden hair under a nod, but a second after it appeared, Mr. Deane kicked me in like a meteor and blew me to the wall.

"Bullshit, Mr. Bawes! If you're a dragon, you're not being hit by a dark elf or anything! Ho, burn this place down with flames, you can replace as many as you want but me!

"Gu...... whoa!

Bauz produces flames from both arms bobbing and sets a goal for Mr. Deane.

but the foot of that bauz suddenly protrudes.

"Gu......!?

It's Naia's Earth Drive.

Mr. Deane's double kick, which depicted Naia and parabola rushing in from low altitude where he was at, bursts and Bauz is slammed against the wall again.

"In a giant dragon, you can't keep up with me or Naia's speed. but I don't feel like losing even more with combat technology in people's appearance. That was a failure when you didn't let me use the dragon brace."

"Ha ha, Dark Elf, who to beat proud of...... Oops!?

Rabines, attached to an iron door leading to a cave in a cliff as he dragged his leg, jumped at the open door so he could play from the inside and rolled to my feet.

"Something just hit me!?

"It would be a dumb mutton fish anyway.... I'm here for backup!

It was the Red Arm threesome who opened the door and came out.

Rabines shelters his severed legs and tries to escape even further as he struggles to get up.

but you can't even shut up and forgive it. I decided to stick the onboro two-handed sword that was falling around in front of Rabines.

You don't have a choice anymore.

"Gone, what are you, from where... betraying!?

"No, I haven't been on your side since the beginning."

Could it be me being mistaken for one of my men's miscellaneous fish? Kind of sad.

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Bauz tries to push Mr. Deane and Naia over here, but he's not allowed to do that, and Naia slashes him, Mr. Deane flips him over with an upper cut, not to mention Maia and Safr jumping in from outside the wall twinning his arms to the ground with extremes.

You don't have to lynch that far.

"Hihihi, yes, it is! You all must have come to rescue even women, not just Mr. Bawes' companionship!? I'm the only one who knows how to make drugs to stop those women from suffering!! Better not undermine my mood, you'll be thinking about what people's dignity is as you look at them!?

Rabines strengthens as he raises his hands to my sticking sword.

but Mr. Hilda denied the word, who had finally just gotten over the wall.

"You idiot. We can only joke about that."

"What......!? But my pills are special..."

"There's water in the world that heals everything, whether it's medicine or poison."

... Ah. I see.

Should we take all the victims to the polka and solve everything?

"Who would believe such a Yotai tale... blah!

Galatia, who has followed Mr. Hilda, punches Rabines in the face, still trying to say something, with her thoughts swinging.

Rabbiness blowing up and rolling.

"It was a thank you to your fellow sinkers!! Doraaaa!!

Another shot. Yet another shot.

Galatia beat him, kicked him and slapped him, and the pathetic Dwarf out-of-the-way merchant got all his teeth slapped and even couldn't help talking.

"Ha, ha... and can I stab you in the todome?

"Ya, yay, yay... yay, yay..."

Labinez begging for his life.

Mr. Deane thinks a little and shakes his head.

"Save only your life."

"Do you entrust it to the law? I think you can slaughter such a terrible outward path on this occasion."

When Angelos (who apparently was investigating the cave on Mr. Deane's orders), who had been the last to rendezvous, said so, Mr. Deane shook his head again.

"It's not. I guess he stood around anyway so that it wasn't critical illegality between the country and the narrow of the country, and even if it were left to justice, it would be och to be released. If it wasn't, and you were spraying drugs as a safety device for trafficking in human beings, addicted patients would be dozens of times more numerous now on hand. Kill me here and I'll throw those victims out to hell."

"... that certainly won't save you"

"There will be many outer roads that those who come into contact want to continue to make them dependent, but some will be as unavoidable as the yellow dragons there are. We need to leave him with a path he can take just to Polka."

"... but what are you going to do with it alive? I can swim like this again..."

"That's where the Red Whale Pirates come in."

Suddenly the nominated galatia shall be decent.

"Huh...?

"It's your island originally, isn't it? Could you incarcerate Rabines on this island and get us out of business?"

"... yeah, eh... yeah!?

... No, Mr. Deane, I'll be brief, but will pirates cooperate in such a way?

"That way I'll keep returning the island and the chart. I don't think that's a bad idea."

"Oh, what are you going to do with it!

"If anyone is having trouble with their poisoning symptoms, I want them to stay on the island. That."

Looking back to Bauz, who is being assembled.

"I'll have you carry it."

"... what, to?

"Did you say Eufa? Introduce Polka Spirit Fountain for your husband. You should bring him in now. It looks like Safr's partner here has been drugged too, so let me show him around."

"Is there any guarantee of healing there...?

"Every disease and wound heals if not even heavenly destiny. I have never heard of any exceptions so far. Spiritual springs alone are difficult to find just the missing organs, hands and feet, but the means to cure them are also beginning to be developed"

…………

"If you're convinced of the effect, I want you to be the empty bridge that connects this place to Polka. I understand how your husband suffered, and I believe that's how much you would do if you lent a hand to Rabines, knowing he would also be called the Evil Dragon."

"... let me think"

Pirates, yellow dragons, and rabbines.

I wonder if it's available that well after punching in all at once in one day, but from what I've heard, it seems like it's going to work.

"Deane, it's over. Yo."

"Sister.... How'd it go"

"Naturally, the degree varies from person to person, but the withdrawal symptoms are, well, you're not going to be able to stand it unless you're a little superhuman. If I deluded you in the direction of disillusioning that te sensation with phantom art, we all calmed down, but the doctors who can do this kind of phantom medicine aren't limited. I knew it would be best to go to the polka."

"Everyone on the island right now in our carriage is very hard to carry...... it takes three months to hurry by sea or land. I'm sorry about what Rabines said."

Ms Deane confirms Chillari Chillari and Bauz with a report by Mr Hilda.

Bauz looked so uncomfortable.

... and that's where Maia pulls my sleeve.

"Hmm?"

"... Master Andy's turn"

"What?

"I think it's times like this that we need Ryder's words"

"... Oh, my God"

Dragon rider.

He who decrees the righteousness of the dragon. He who is also forced to cut off the slaying of his fellow countrymen, which is a contraindication of the dragon.

What can I tell him now?

"... hey"

"Mm."

"Me, Maia over there and... not one more saffle, but the other one, Lila, is a lady rider, Andy Smythson though"

"... Ryder,"

"Oh.... to be honest, I don't know you very well and I know there's something to be sympathetic about, so I'm not willing to call you a bad dragon or anything. But, you know, if you're aware that you're the one with the bad guy."

…………

Can I help you... I almost say it the way I say it, swallowing words once and for all.

No. That's not the kind of moonlight persuasion I should say.

"It would also mean that the evil has tarnished the justice of your rider. Then you need to snow it for when the rider gets sane one day. Didn't I?"

"It's..."

"We have things to do. I cooperated in the retrieval of Safr's partner to protect Celesta's national interests, but I have other things to do. So I want you to do it. I want you to save what our righteousness is taking away with the righteousness you're about to do."

I prescribe justice at my convenience. Even if it's selfish.

And admit it can't save everything, entrust it.

I think that's a powerful word for other people's dragons as well.

"... ok"

Bauz nods slowly and gets up.

Safr looked up at Bauzz with a complex face.

Bauz is a wall of despair once blocked by Safr, or at the same time a figure of the future that Safr might have traced.

Sometimes dragons are used to protect loved ones.

Sometimes having enormous power doesn't lead to the future it wants.

It's also a possibility of dragons and the way people are.

"Safr."

"... Andy, you..."

You knew what it was, but I cut the words off. I gently stroke Safr's head. No, I'm older.

"I just happen to be rolling well so far, not that I know the right answer to Dragon things. Maybe the answer you found later is more correct than I, Lyla, or Maia's rationale. So safl. You think too. What can I do and how can we all be happy? Dragons and people, I'm sure, will never change wishing for it. And one day..."

Lila, and like Maia.

"I'm glad you're here," they said.

"... yeah"

The sky stains the sunset.

A tumultuous day stranded from Talc to Helicone, Sitar and the La Pearl Islands is finally coming to an end.

(cont 'd)

Chapter end