Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 548

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:08:17 AM

With so many dragons, it became indispensable to keep watch and chase in check, and we left it to Mr. Brohl and Juleen regarding things on the cliff (the remaining dragons and the brave men we caught) to go down to the valley for a temporary rest and an operational meeting.

"How's Special Agent Becker Hundred doing?

"I have those guys and Cairons on Bauzz and Safr as a preaching order. I asked Bauzz and the others to help me with the transport, but I can't just leave a dragon without a face on it."

"Oh...... I see"

Isn't that all yet? You have so much power.

I'm a little thrilled with the way things are going ahead.

"Tetes-chan! I thought you were dead!

"haha...... well on second thought it might not have been strange to die whenever"

"Good luck with that."

"I trusted you. Well, that guy's luckier than Tess."

Gauntlet Nights, who had not seen each other in awhile, naturally rejoiced in their safety.

Apart from Maia and Naia, she was the only one who could be described as a combat personnel, and the view is correct that if that were to be a delicate position in the Dragon's Nest, it would be hopeless...

"I thought Andy was gonna let you keep it right."

It's Mr. Andy.

Angelos and Aurora had full confidence over here.

... and I was curious that Angelos had a slightly different impression, and when I touched the collar mouth of my cape, Angelos strained a little.

... My hair was shorter to my shoulder.

"Angelos, this hair..."

"Oh, haha... looks good on..."

Angelos laughs, unable to hide his anxious condition.

"Is something wrong?

"... a little"

He doesn't seem to want to say much, so he doesn't seem to be an aggressive reason.

I guess I comb (suck) my fingers and hug my hair, which has become much lighter.

"If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you to ask. I like these hairstyles too."

"... Andy.... BE, it's not like something happened so much. That. My mistake made me burn it and have Selene cut it."

"Scorched...?

…………

Why did you burn it, because right now, I'm asking for root digging leaf digging... a little bit, not that kind of air.

"Tell me more slowly in time. I don't know what happened while I was gone."

"Yeah."

Angelos was also quite bold in his battle against dragons. Although the decision-maker had given way to the slashing waves of Aurora, he was no less than the skilled Great Sword Saint of the Sword Saint Brigade in terms of movement and destructive power.

That's all, I guess there was a lot more to it than that for her.

"Mr. Angelina."

"... Ector. Thanks for hanging out with us this time."

"No, I could hardly do anything."

Ector Randall talks to us, and our circle joins the Sword Saints Brigade.

"I wanted to talk to you slowly. You're Sir Bonaparte's favorite, that dragon rider. [M] My name is Joseph Bay. This is Abel, the disciple."

This is Abel Dingill.

"Uh, it's kind of like I've heard of Dingil before..."

"Ha, a little name was sold at the end of the war, this guy. Trot Fastest/Disease Dingil! Never heard of it."

"Please don't. I'm embarrassed. I can't believe you're famous just for your fast legs."

"Anything is best."

Kensei, who worked with two swords, introduces his disciples. He had sparkling eyes when he shook his gaze at Aurora.

"Could they both be awesome famous...?

"To wonder why the Trotman Andy is such a reaction."

I'm sorry. When it comes to Kensei, I'm either a directly face-to-face Grants Hundred or an old Bonaparte with the highest visibility in the country and my knowledge is stopped.

"You should remember the man in the blue cape there. It stands out, and we're young enough in the Great Sword Sage, so we'll be good for each other in the future."

"If you want to introduce me, I want you to introduce me properly. Baltic Dean III. Feel free to call me third generation."

"Is that the casual point, Sir Dean?... I'm Kane Gold. Nice to meet you. I was wondering if there would be a festival like this one day because the dragon came out a year ago because of the noise, but it got more flashy than I expected."

Baltic Dean III is a handsome feeling combining elegance and wildness, a middle-aged man with well-cared beard and moderately long all-back hair while looking rough. Earlier in the battle, I was working with Sir Bay, Master Twin Swords. Take Halvard with you and do something gorgeous.

It was the first person who worked with Sir Bonaparte that followed it. There are some scars on the face and neck, some large wounds that are not crushed but run over one eye. The same facial wound reminds me of Berga, the guardian of the Sharons, but this one was scary but seemed mild in person.

But that wound on your face and neck alone must mean your whole body is a lot more awesome.

"May I say hello too?"

"It would be in order. I'm next."

"You guys, he's hurt and he's after a long time of deprivation. Don't you think that's enough?"

Kensei tries to greet me one after the other, so I see Sir Bonaparte controlling me.

"Sorry, young man. Everyone was enjoying their time. I think if I keep my face connected to you, if anything happens, I can stick my neck in it."

"That rhetoric is terrible, Captain. Just because I called you by name!

"Not at all!

You're booing if you are, but you're not willing to deny it.

"To say I'm not the captain of the regiment. Gilbert would have taken that role."

"You're not taking it on!? I had no choice but to connect the fields with the king's life."

Grants hundred chiefs complaining unhappy, laughing sword saints.

Why are you guys pushing each other so hard?

"Well, if I'm done saying hello, let's talk about checking the status quo and looking ahead."

Ulysses, the former king, comes out in anticipation of the venue.

There Mr. Deane and Naia also came and nodded.

"Fine. Again, follow the order, Andy."

"... Yes"

When I snort, my flashing sword glows with Naia's hips.

"Let me join you, too"

"Are you sure?

"There are some issues that concern me. It would be unreasonable to avoid going through."

While I receive a flashing sword from Naia and look over at Kensei and all his companions who sat on the rock in the wheelchair, I decide to explain my story from scratch to this point.

"... I see. The Mad King died, and the times were about to change without waiting for us..."

"I had expected... that's a unique form of governance in an environment that can completely ignore external pressure. Interesting."

"Why didn't there be a division?"

"With this system, the king is always almost completely naked. We should be able to overthrow people whenever they feel like it...... no, not geographically...?

"In a state where food production is the only way to live in a land that is not rich, we will see ahead where we have tried to take down only the king and monopolize food"

"But it's an unschooled people, if you can't stand the exploits, it doesn't matter if you go ahead"

"Nevertheless, the selfish revolution becomes a wave when even the composition of the household to be protected is managed. People only give up their lives if there's anything left to do later."

"Uhm. The thinness of preparedness for demons and the ease with which famine occurs. Consciousness of complicity, national territory of narrow breadth and extreme distance...... Specialization of the inhabitants through single-function grouping and consequent information propagation disorders. They all work against the revolution."

"It's done really well. Don't be nauseous."

"But it will be over."

King Ulysses and Irina are all contemplating as the Sword Saints understand to each of them.

"Somewhat troubled."

"Hmm. Not like this."

……

"What do you mean, Irina?"

"I don't have a problem with combat power. Then there's no good reason to keep fighting like this."

"If we think about it later, we have to hit it with our hands here."

"What?"

"The king who lays evil government is dead. Our reason for the attack, retaliation for the initial encounter, as well as Lord Smythson's other recapture, is complete. When it comes to attacking the Royal Palace as it is, Deane, and hence Lord Smythson, is in a bad position this time. I pay attention and value to this country… everywhere outside. If a troubled regime were to take over and open the edge of a new state operation, it would be politically irrelevant to attack and destroy it before it could produce results"

"Young man. Will the god of war, after all this, be ready until when he is blamed for it?

"It's..."

"If you're going to read and act that far, it's best to take it if they offer to reconcile here. If not, let's not replace them and establish a dictatorship by dragons to silence the international community."

"It doesn't mean you're going to be sorry for just helping people. The brave Naia will have that will, but is Lord Smythson willing to throw out the rest of his life for this one place"

…………

I want to answer immediately, but it's hard to put into words.

I've seen a lot of people. I also feel painful that I have to help.

But I can't deny the part where I thought, "If you give me the technology or the trading route that I'm supposed to get, I guess the rest will go around somehow".

Naia and Mr. Deane are staring at me. Should I snort here? [M]

That would be cool if I could, but at the same time, that could be disingenuous to my people. It's not easy to decide.

Seeing me quietly bite my lips and think about it, somewhat more often than not, my predecessors Ulysses and Irina loosen their expressions.

"... that's fine. If you want to make a decision lightly, you have to yell."

"Leave it to me. Strawberries, the old men have come for it."

"What..."

... really, why? What do you mean?

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"Yes, that's it. Take your medicine in the morning and evening, after you eat. Just in case you come to me once a day to show your condition"

"Oh, thanks...... I'm sorry I can't give you anything back"

"It's the job of the sick to get better."

Mr. Hilda checked with the villagers even as we chatted, and at sundown, we all had to do something about it.

Though we were on first aid at first aid, there were dozens of people who were ill and injured all by themselves.

Again, I am reminded of the high level of competence of the doctors in office.

"Thank you, Mr. Hilda. This time, Mr. Hilda was the one who wanted me here the most."

"Oh, better than Deane or Lila?

"... to be honest, Mr. Hilda is better"

"Hey Yan, that's worth the effort."

Mr. Hilda slaps Peppy on my chest.

And gently stroke your right shoulder as it is.

"... I really wish I could cure this too"

"I can't help it. I threw it away myself. You know it'll heal if you go home."

"It's hard to just watch someone you care about get hurt."

Mr. Hilda looks like he's hung up. I know you want to apply something because you're a doctor, but so far you can't get your hands on it because of the consolidation of a treatment policy that keeps Naia's applied state fixation (I'm not sure, but the magic of stopping bleeding and preventing necrosis even when the wound remains exposed in the air and leaving it in the same condition that the wound is not open). They're going to regenerate it easier as it is than skin the wound poorly and block it until Blake Core heals it.

"Until it's healed, I'll keep it tight and replace it with my right hand."

"Ah, big length because they all help..."

"... boo"

"... Regards"

Mr. Hilda smiles, correcting it even as he is about to say something senseless.

I guess he's a cute guy.

Dinner was served with food the Blue Dragons had packed in their spare carriages, much richer than ever before.

but more problematic than that were the dragons like no other.

"Oh, hey, that's..."

"Oh, oh... what a spectacular view this is..."

The Sword Saints are out of time.

Yes, the Misty Palace dragons would walk around naked.

And because the atmosphere is a lot more gentle and colorful than Maia, who has had a slight problem with her affection so far, the villagers in the artisan village also look delirious with kindness to Asti, Michela and Aeri.

"Something about the... blue dragon is such a good dragon"

"Much sweeter and prettier than a silver dragon..."

Everywhere a woman's beautiful naked makes a man feel comfortable in his dreams. Village women are also puzzled that they can't blame it.

But there are also sharp objections to that.

"Don't listen to me that way!

Huh?

... and turning to voices we can't all hear, there's Mr. Brohl with a troubled face and some unfamiliar silver-haired girl...

"Mr. Brohl, let him go."

"Um, I was going to..."

Somewhat bigger than Maia, but somewhat less than an adult. Is it about the age of Aurora?

The girl resolutely protested to the villagers who made the comments.

"Nothing silver dragons are uglier than blue dragons, nor are they tormenting people. I just didn't happen to be able to be nice in my position, even though I'm really sweet!

"No, what more than that, you are. If you want to do anything more..."

I was nearby, Maia, and I send a hand signal to Mr. Deane and Angelos. Make him seize it at any time.

Everyone immediately took the weapon, and the silver-haired girl fell on her knees towards me and drooped her head (like this).

"There is no more will to disobey. I'm a rider. I was just wondering if you could keep me by your side for a while now. You can be a hostage to the Palace."

"... what?

"Not everyone is obsessed with the liner with us. However, it is true that many people still have angry harp lines about the beatings done to their compatriots in the Fire Dragon War, and the thoughtful appearance of people, and the riders and dragons who were thus chased through the world of people. I can't help but tell you that I imitated you raising your hand."

"... uh, yeah"

Mr. Deane was totally here in Tosaka, too, and I didn't think it would be such a disaster. No, I didn't think (as far as I'm concerned) I could fight in that situation in the first place.

"There's no such thing as a little man doing too much before a fang-stripping dragon. I understand that too. But how many times can there be tragedies due to incomprehension? I want you to use me to stop the indiscretions of my fellow Palace compatriots."

"... I wonder if that stops me"

"I swear, I will do my best."

Considering Maia's persuasion has been kicked over, I also know persuasion from as close to the other person as possible is important.

"Let him rest assured, he may be after revenge from his back"

Angelos might as well say so. When I woke up, I couldn't think of anything I couldn't think of when I saw the body of a fellow rolling around.

Ask Mr. Brohl with his gaze.

Mr. Brohl sighs.

"My great-great-niece (Maia) warned me too. With a smile on your face, it's not so easy for you people to trust you when you're in the battle. You know, silver compatriots."

…………

Silver Dragon Daughter nods mysteriously.

Mr. Brohl shrugged his shoulders.

"Yes, you are."

"... no, yeah. I don't trust you."

"If you know that, there's only one thing a dragon is prepared to do."

And Mr. Brohl looks down at his daughter and whispers.

"He is inexperienced as a rider. If you say so with your mouth, you won't know."

"... is"

Silver Dragon Daughter takes a few steps while crouching.

"This Silver Dragon Lyda, I'm ready to follow you for life as your ride"

"No, I don't have any extra trouble with that!?

I hope you don't bring me such a pompous choice if I do. Because I'm already on time for that today.

(cont 'd)

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