Chapter 432

Eldmia returned to the capital without hesitation. Riding a flying dragon he had captured on the battlefield.

In the first place, I did not receive any sanctions because I came to help me personally in the first place. ‘Ah, that’s right’ because he made such a strong impression in that short amount of time. The response was overflowing, but there were no people who were relaxed enough to be bound by such sentiments.

Only I, one of the least relaxed people, have a lingering attachment to the flying dragon that is disappearing far away.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s not okay.”

Lenissa, who has always been by my side since the attempted assassination of Eldmia, answered my brusque answer with a smile. As soon as I found out that I was alive, the loyal servant who threw everything and ran to me seemed to know my heart very well.

“You saw Lenisa too. The battle between Eldmia and the demon called the division commander.”

“At first, I thought, ‘Oh, that person was also a human.’ ‘What? Now that I’ve just become an adult, does it make sense to hold on to the feet of the division commander of the Demon King’s Army?’ made me think...”

“Oh, really! I know! I know!”

It’s not like I knew it, but I knew it too well. Even with a dissatisfied look, Lenissa just smiled.

“I am always grateful to him. If it wasn’t for him, the head of the household wouldn’t be here right now. If I were to do this, I don’t think the heart of the head of the household, who is the person involved, would be anxious.”

right. Unstable. I’m worried that Eldmia will die.

It’s so obvious that he will naturally seek out danger for his own purposes, so I feel like I’m going to die of anxiety. It’s almost as if this expedition should have been conducted without Eldmia.

At the cost of shortening the war into absurdity with his climbing feats and striking the enemy’s rear with his flying dragons, he was exposed too much.

According to reports, the enemy has come to the point where they judge the level of threat by whether or not they hear the whistle of a friendly flying dragon. Because of this, the dragon assault force stationed in the city preferred to send signals with whistles rather than hand signals.

It means that it does its job properly to demoralize and confuse enemies. There is no reason for this information not to spread within the Demon King’s army, so when Eldmia stands on the next battlefield, quite a few enemies will recognize him.

Not to be captured and killed by the strange title of ‘Little Eldmia’ for unknown reasons, but to threats on the battlefield like flute knights or wall breakers.

“But you know that’s the way of Lord Ega, right?”

“...you didn’t catch it because you knew it.”

I want to be by Eldmia’s side. You can’t hold onto his ankles. It’s not that I’m afraid he’ll leave me, I’m afraid I’ll endanger him by grabbing him by the ankles.

“He’s a warrior, not a heroic kid. And to stand by a warrior...”

“That means I have to be a warrior too.”

In order not to do that, but rather to help and protect when needed, I also have to be strong. In that sense, being able to help even a little with magic this time was a very pleasant memory.

If you play a game frequently on a difficult difficulty level, your reaction will speed up accordingly, but if you don’t do it for a long time, it should be similar to the feeling that it slows down.

If you take someone as your teacher and learn, your body will naturally respond and follow you and become stronger... But all the strong people at that level have a place in each place, so even if you go in and learn with your head down, there are many things that get tangled up in one way or another. However, I want to avoid such a situation in the future as I can’t say I don’t know me by skipping all the things to be gained like a bully.

The best thing would be to learn from Rummings, the crazy elf blacksmith... but considering the attitude she showed, I don’t think she will give me lessons even if I try hard to find her again. In the end, what I can do right now is to tinker with my magical organs and learn some magic with the help of Master and Seneran.

“Then, go to the battlefield again...”

Originally, I thought about going over to the demon tribe and working, but I think I need to go to the battlefield a little more.

Thanks to the buffalo horns, I’m starting to wonder why the wire is still holding up.

Quite a few knights clung to the division commander-level one. It was strong enough that it wouldn’t be strange if everyone died if they did something wrong. They were so strong that they would have died one after another if they had been defeated individually instead of attacking as a group.

But even with 10 swords, they say it’s enough to win. It is said that if it was Sir Ekaf, to put it vulgarly, he would have beaten him like a dog on the edge of the ox.

“Who the hell is this fucking power balance? Epaga-sama...” I

whispered into the air, but of course there was no answer.

In my personal opinion, it seems that the battle with the demons causes an unknown synergy and the growth is runaway... Is even this related to the balance Lumings said?

Thanks to the flying dragon, which flies well without any specific instructions, it was really comfortable as the distance from the capital steadily decreased even while I was dazed and thinking about something else. Although it became a relatively boring trip compared to the time heading to Levien, there was even a small pleasure thanks to the flying dragon.

Of course, it may not be a very pleasant memory for the people in the countryside who were startled and surprised by my sudden appearance, but when they saw a flying dragon that quickly ate a pig they had bought with money, the villagers were amazed and came to see it. It will remain as a pleasant memory for me. Maybe it’s because entertainment is rare, but I enjoyed watching it so much that I felt awkward.

It wasn’t until the third day that I was able to see the capital starting to shimmer on the horizon after moving slowly and getting used to long-distance winter flights.

As I slowly landed at the flying dragon station, confirming that the license to possess the dragon with the royal seal was properly in my arms, the attention of the pilots at the station was very naturally drawn to me.

It was a very reasonable reaction, since I was the one who rode down on a flying dragon with no discernible affiliation, with a two-handed ax in the saddle and a dog in my bosom. Fortunately, I took my time and acted with my guard down, so it didn’t happen that I approached with a spear knife, and I took out the permit I was holding while watching the people approaching me.

“My name is Eldmia Ega from the Marquis of Levien.

And, watching the scene written in the letter enclosed with the permit from the royal family unfold as it is, I admired it inwardly.

The sight of dozens of people making faces doubting their ears as if they had made a promise was truly a strange spectacle.