Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 625

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:06:59 AM

"I don't mean to doubt the words of the clan chief, but is it true what a dragon rider is? Actually, I don't think he's the only one who owns a dragon."

They ask me that as I walk towards Mr. Gloria's home.

"No, there was a guy like that a few decades ago."

"Well, if I had Feilong personally, I'd think that would be awesome."

Bitter laughter.

Feilong is a bit bigger than a horse, but unmistakably smaller than a dragon.

Also the difference as a form is the presence or absence of arms, the dragon has four legs and wings separately present, but the Feilong does not have wings and arms separately, and the posture at stop is close to that of the bird.

Intelligence is not out of the animal domain either, and the only individual who can speak is about Euphonica, the Holy Beast of the Holy Land of Lycra. Well, when you become a Holy Beast, you seem to have a lot of intelligence to talk about with any creature.

And few habitats. Certainly no wild species should have been identified within Celesta.

The Feilongs, who are now flying around as the Celesta Special High Speed Brigade, commonly known as the "Feilongs Flight," as a means of transmission and emergency transport, said they were imported from the film in the condition of eggs.

There are also Feilong in the Oriental Mountains, but it seems difficult to get on board because it is an unfamiliar kind.

So if there was a guy on Feilong personally, he'd be quite a celebrity.

"My dragon has three heads. They're all transforming into human bodies. Lyla there and Maia and Emma over there"

"Whatever, you can expose yourself to a dragon."

"Ya, stop it, here it is! You're gonna make a fuss."

"Then you don't have half the suspicion. When the time comes, we can see as much as we want."

"I'm not... I don't know what my journey plan is."

"Oh......"

In order to travel, your baggage must be packed together in a way that allows you to travel.

How much more than regular travel outfits to walk with change of clothes and money, some camping tools, can you take?

"I don't even really know how much dragons can hold in the first place. Even during the Fire Dragon War, I saw the actual dragon two or three times."

"If you ask me to grab one of the houses, it would be out of the way. If it's about five or ten barrels, you can take it without bitterness."

"... so much"

"It's not like Dada told me that I could take over the country alone."

... I think hauling and combat are something else. The reason why humans can't beat dragons is because of their ability to fly and their braces.

but, well, I can't help mixing the explanations back.

"Well, that means you can let me take it a lot."

"Oh. If you can't hold it, you can let me pick it up later. We can go back and forth to the end of the continent in a week."

Right, and when they look at the liras, they nod with a confident face.

"That said, Rennest is next."

"... What, Rennest's... Renfangas's?

"Uhm."

"... can you go whee like that? It's a lot of noise over there, and if you get into a dragon... it's not a place to see the mountains..."

"I'm fine because my face goes through with the people. I mean, I'm going to go home to the Lenfangus military."

When I said that, I looked dark without Tess and Naris who were behind the group.

"Ha... I'll be home next time"

"Easy flirting life is over..."

You thought the status quo escort dispatch was an "easy-going flirty life," Naris. Suddenly the battle against the dragon started and they called it porn in weird places and all that.

... Well, I don't plan on scaring things happening anymore, and I guess I'm familiar with porn to the extent that porn gets inside the "effortless flirtatious".

"You just have to get rid of the chores quickly. I'm talking about Andy Smythson, and he'll be back for it in no time."

"I wonder if I could be discharged from service. Even if this isn't as good as the Gold Arm, it should have been a force of war, so there might be a Buster Knight Commander..."

"I think the Knight Chief should worry more about the others..."

Almeida and Sharon don't seem to have much of a crush either, but Mr. Gloria usually looked subtle around the word "coming to offend again" and the conversation continued, especially without anyone putting a scratch on her.

"... those four... are Renfangas soldiers."

"You must be wearing a gauntlet."

"Oh, that's the rumored Gauntlet Nights Gauntlet...... hmm, you just have to be surprised that I'm putting my hands together on my daughter like that and letting her talk about Simo amicably. I just have to be so surprised that those cute kids are the rumored Hero Knights"

Mr. Gloria says it's bumpy. They have multiple surprises overlapping and don't know where to react from instead.

Neither those four nor the holders of relatively surprising titles, my female slaves have a lot of surprising personalities.

Special Agent Becker, the Hundred Chiefs, are breaking up beforehand to prepare for take-off.

And we helped Mr. Gloria get ready.

"It's been decades in this city too, so hey... when it comes to what's important, it's all about what's important, and when it comes to what I don't want, it's all about what I feel like I don't need"

When put through the back of Mr. Gloria's home, it does overflow with groceries that weigh decades.

"Is this the atelier -?

"Yes, yes. That's not such a spill, though."

Maybe I won't be back. When it comes to travel support, it can't be enough or sorting everything there.

The task of having Mr. Gloria decide, "I want to take that," "That's okay, nothing," etc. after pulling out a lot with a dozen hands is quite a bone break even then.

"Nevertheless... you have a lot of kids with arms. I'm not sure I can undo that drawer myself."

"Angelos is an ace night where you can beat him even if you work with an orga..."

Thanks to the many owners of Ace Knight and its equivalent power, the heavy objects that would normally not be able to move effortlessly if they didn't call me Auga or Dwarf are also slowly moved, and they are spectacular to be undone.

"If you call it cleaning, it's gonna work great, but hey."

"Oh, sure... that kind of business might be good"

"Just kidding. It's a waste of time to get all these balls together and let them clean up."

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"... that sounds complicated."

I have to explain that to Gloria, but it's a long story.

I don't know why the four of us in the gauntlet came to us, and why we have to go home.

"So much brush, are you there? Aren't you accumulating too much? I just need a couple of bottles."

Gashari, and Beatrice, who brings a number of brushes inside the crate to show.

I feel like I've seen more than two hundred bottles. Nevertheless, artist's tools will need more use than amateurs can imagine.

But for Beatrice, it's not hard to imagine being an artist in and of itself.

"You know, Beatrice..."

I sigh and try to explain, and Mr. Gloria picks up two or three brushes from the hako.

"Yeah. Sure, that's all I need. I don't need more."

"Eh."

"I used to be pretty obsessed with brushes too... I end up losing sight of all things when I'm rotten in choosing tools"

"Is that so?

"Well, I've never been over to use good stuff. I didn't even think it would be satisfactory if I used a good tool. Inspiration one way or another? If you miss a moment when ideas and inspiration synchronize, no matter how good you use them for tools and technology. The better tools you have, the better equipped you are like a heavyweight knight, the more you will miss that moment."

... Is that what it is?

No, I wonder if artists are similar to craftsmen, but in the artisan thinking where "need" exists strictly first, tools and materials are never too well equipped.

but thank you. In Gloria's view, "over-prepared isn't good enough," he concludes.

"Anyone can and always will be able to decorate. But the moment an emotion is born in the light that no one has ever seen, it's out of the sense that I naturally have. If I think about it and analyze it, it will pass. So if you want to welcome it and express it, you better have fewer stages until you produce it. Fine brushes and expensive pigments make you hesitate to use them for a flash of inspiration, so you increase the number of steps between the time they come and the time you produce them."

"... like I know. Like I don't know"

"Haha. If it's so easy to feel it, it's shapeless."

With that said, Mr. Gloria picks up the tools with some neat face and sorts them out.

Maybe half of it is a word directed at me. I can't have many tools to go on my journey, so I'm going to think about taking care of the benefits like that.

Eventually, all of Mr. Gloria's travel tools are selected.

Though it was not necessary to carry them, they were packed in barrels and turned into seven altogether.

"Hmm, that's surprisingly much more"

"Really? from decades of luggage."

"I felt I could squeeze more... but for now, please do this"

When Mr. Gloria says so, the barrel is held up by Lila, Maia and Emma, each on both shoulders, etc. Lyla erased one with a phantom. He would be the usual "hold it in space" guy.

"Okay, so we're going out of town.... a little tired though. Lord Smythson, will you please give me a break?"

"Irina, it's you...... okay"

♪

Other faces don't look very tired, including Mr. Hilda and Fennel, but well Irina can't help but walk this far and help move. I didn't carry anything too heavy, naturally.

Bearing Irina, everyone looks envious and Mr. Gloria still looks complicated.

"The chief of the northern clan... can't be so sweet to a human being"

"Kukuku. Okay?

"And why are you being doomed, me..."

I'm sorry about that. It makes me feel like my child is, of course, much older than me.

... so we follow the harmonium.

Rennest is finally next.

(cont 'd)

Chapter end