179 Sounds like a dragon's breath.

"This is going to converge unexpectedly."

Sion, looking down on the battlefield from the swirling Rubidra, speaks to Lianya like that, but there is no response from Lianya.

Scion I wondered, but from the strong tension on Lianya's back I notice that Lianya still sees the situation with some tension.

"Lenya?"

"The enemy army is too brittle. Besides, I don't have the fate to say I put three brave men into it deliberately."

"Lenya...... no way"

Lotus Yaya looks back in a half-eyed state to Sion's voice as if it were a blur.

Shion, who is ahead looking back, stares at Lianya with a look like she sees something incredible as she squeezes Lianya's shoulder.

"Did it sound like an operation to feed a brave man and fish for his destiny? Maybe"

"Then I thought all the brave men were willing to attack their fate."

Returned with a serious face, Lianya's forehead moves tightly.

Seeing it, Zion stuck it on Lianya's back, for some reason.

Although Lianya realized that the act was an act to avoid a light fold from Lianya, there was no way to attack Zion, who was directly behind her where she had been stripped.

"What do you see in me?"

"Isn't that an easy and secure way?

"Not as bad a hobby as feeding your people"

Shion gives a relieved look at Lianya's response, which seems a little hurt.

There's nothing I can do about it, knowing it's a bad thing to say that even if I knew I wouldn't, I'd still have a little anxiety.

Just because the days are everyday, the possibilities cannot be extinguished.

As Lianya, I know what's going on around it, but there's still no part of it that would hurt if they actually treated me like that.

"I put in the brave from the start because the war situation is too bad for the Dragon Nation. I've decided that an immediate flip would require overpowering, even an overkill."

"Then you were hoping that your destiny would show up from a war situation that was going to turn upside down. Sorry, I was a little mean."

Theon laughs bitterly at the tone of Lianya, who sounds like he's making excuses somewhere.

It was a story I held on to with the intention of teasing you a little, but I also reflect that in addition to my thoughts, I have deeply decided on the soft part of Lianya.

"Nothing good. Anyway, I guess that's how you feel about me saying it."

"No, uh... maybe Lianya, you're being a little obstinate!? Will you get back in the mood!? I was just teasing you, really!

I dropped my shoulder and looked forward, and Theon panicked visibly at Lianya's words, which leaked softly.

Grabbing his shoulder and silencing Theon from behind, Lianya stares to the ground with a serious glance that is backwards of tone.

To tell you the truth, there was a combination of hearts and minds that were human and hurtful with Lianya.

Suspecting that he had used his fellow fishermen as fishing bait had never been somewhat of a rust out of him, but it is still a hard story.

Still, it was like an appeal to Zion to show a little obstinate and depressed that Lotus Ya was not over 90 if he only mentioned his mental age for a soft spirit that could be broken by that much.

I'm not asking you to comfort me because it hurts me, but it's hard to suspect me that way, so it was an appeal like asking me to stop.

< It's nice to be close, but could you not make a scene on my back?

In the panicking Scion and the depressed Pretending Lianya, Rubidra sends her thoughts to the two of them in a frightened way that she thought she would never be able to go on talking when she left them alone.

Shion turns from a state of panic and grows up to be ashamed.

Lotus Yaya, not originally depressed, asks as she pounds Rubidra's body.

"Do you have anything to feel?

I don't think so. There's got to be some demon clan out there somewhere, but it's a good hiding thing >

Where the Demons said how powerful they are, there is no way they can deal with the three brave men in the place who are the final force in the battle against the Demon King.

Rubidra speculates that the Demons have chosen a way to say they can lurk against the brave men who have abruptly emerged, and that perhaps they are now analyzing the way the brave men fought and fought, defeating if possible, or killing their breath to choose to retreat if not.

"Can you get away with it... can't you help it either?

Originally, it was the purpose of this time to confirm the situation of the Dragon Nation, and the Crusade of the Demon Nation is only to follow if you let Lianya say so.

I wondered if if I would be forced to find the Demon Clan because if I could do some damage to the army of demons and withdraw them, I would not have to say that I was accomplishing my purpose, but Rubidra denies such a Lotus Ya idea.

It doesn't make much sense to let a brave man defeat a demon.

"Why?"

< Because replenishment is easy. If you're an august demon from Goblin, it's easy to get as many as you can >

The demons that the brave men are slaughtering on the battlefield are highly reproductively motivated and capable of reproducing, but they are also growing fast.

Even if you reduce the number in hundreds or thousands, Rubidra says you can align more than what you've lost in just a few moments.

They're really boiling like Yunxia...

"You mean it won't hurt to reduce the number here"

If you want to push back the dominant realm, you must crusade the Demons.

After a few thoughts, Lotus Yaya was told off by Rubidra.

"Rubidra, can you tell the brave men to lower their front?

No problem.

In response to Lianya's request, Rubidra sends a message to the brave men fighting on earth.

The three brave men look up over their heads for a moment and then, as soon as instructed, descend as close as possible to the city's fence.

As the brave men lowered, Lianya skipped instructions to Rubidra as she watched the demons invade near the city again.

"Rubidra, prepare your breath!

< Fine... but my breath can't do such extensive damage?

To Rubidra, who began to accumulate magic in her mouth even as she said it, Lianya begins to pour her magic into Rubidra from a path for the supply of magic that remains connected.

< Huh?, ah, yeah. That would increase the power of your breath if you put your magic on top of it... That Lenya?

Without answering Rubidra asking, Lianya continues to inject magic.

Even when he slapped the magic of more than a thousand flaming spears on the ancient dragon, it was Lianya who was flat so that it was not a great burden, but his forehead had begun to sweat snugly and his palms, which were pressing against Rubidra's back, were also starting to get wet slightly.

Sticking to its back, Shion thought something would happen that would never be good from how Lotus Ya was doing, he turned his hand around Lotus Ya's hips and clung full of strength, and Emedra, who perceived something, rushes up altitude and leaves the scene.

The three brave men, who were looking up at the sky from the ground, exchanging some words, immediately flew beyond the city's barrier behind them and took refuge inside the city.

< Hey, hey! What happens to this!? What are you going to do!? Explain it!?

It is a screaming rubidra, but Lianya does not silently tackle it.

Continue the infusion of magic as you feel the sweat starting to erupt transmit the jaw line.

Rubidra, too, would have liked to have spit out the magic in her mouth at a time when she felt strange, if true, but usually confused by a different amount of magic with different digits compared to the amount of magic she used, and had already fallen into a state where she couldn't reach the point where she spit out as a breath with control and compression work to prevent the magic in her mouth from rumbling when she noticed it.

< I can't! If you can't, Lenya! I don't know anything about this! This is amazing. I don't know!

"Weird. If you don't want to blow it, focus on control."

< I can't! I can't be this big! I'm not coming in! Scary Scary! >

"It's no use trying to close it now, so give it up and open it. I'm in there about half the time. You'll have everything in the other half, so accept it quietly."

I don't like it! I can't, I can't! Break, break!

"I don't know... strange how it sounds like you're acting terribly obscene when you're just listening to a conversation"

Laughing powerlessly, Sion watches Lianya and Rubidra interact.

If you came across a scene in the city where this kind of interaction was taking place, it would be at the level where the guards are immediately reported to you.

In fact, they say it's not going in or too big is about the magic of Lotus Yakiya, and when I say don't close it or open it, I'm talking about the path for the magic supply.

There is no such thing as a conversation if the subject is properly included, but it is the strange part of the word that just pulling it out makes it a crime kind of conversation.

< I can't do it anymore! I can't do this anymore. Because I'm not going in any more! Forgive me!

"Look, it leaks, so don't bother. He wants you to accept it out of your body."

Dead! He's gonna die!

The hardening of the noisy Rubidra's intraoral magic is starting to shine so bright that if you look straight at it, you burn your eyes and even meditate your eyes to reflect a statue on the retina.

At a time when its white brilliance began to gradually but red-burning brilliance, I also began to have a somewhat unpleasant feeling that Scion was not so brilliant in witchcraft.

"Uh, Lenya? How powerful would that be?

"Well. If you don't try shooting, you'll never know."

Lianya recognizes herself as a swordsman.

Somewhat, there will be an explanation, but he is a swordsman who can also use magic.

However, basically because of my perception of being a swordsman, I have not acquired any practical skills as knowledge as far as witchcraft is concerned.

They simply have the skills to use magic without chanting.

It is Lianya who is just doing it somehow with regard to that control as well, and there is no prediction at all that this will happen if this much magic is struck out with this technique.

Theon doesn't change that he is a swordsman either, but he is taught the extent to which he touches it as knowledge, although it is a tease when it comes to witchcraft as a technology from the standpoint of being a princess.

In the light of that knowledge, it could be said that the actions being taken by Lianya were very dangerous.

Whatever, he's trying to exercise his magic without predicting the consequences.

"Lenya! Can't you call that off!? The strength of the dragon makes me feel like I'm going to do a hell of a lot of damage if I shoot out Lianya's magic."

"Abort... how do you do that?

Apparently it was already too late.

Theon thinks of a means to spin his thoughts fully and somehow curb the damage this way.

"What about the rest of the magic?

"I wonder if there's as much left as I poured in."

"You poured 50% of Lenya's magic... the rest of the magic goes to the protection of the city. You could use some kind of protective wall witchcraft, right?

"Like this?

Lianya's gaze is directed at the city of the Dragon Nation.

Slowly wind walls form to surround its torn walls, eventually turning into giant tornadoes that surround one of the cities.

There has been no damage to the city just in the heart of the roaring wind, but the demons that were swarming outside quickly swept up in the wind.

"What about us?

"If I shoot you, I'll have to do everything I can to get out of here before you land a bullet."

Whatever. Let me shoot this quick.

To the screaming Rubidra, Theon hurries to tell.

"Rubi, if you shoot me, you're gonna do everything you can to escape. Specifically, if you can fly to plunder some of the tornadoes in the city behind you, you should be able to earn your first speed with the momentum of windy winds. I just want you to pay attention to the direction you're winding. No flashing breath like that just now. We don't have time to run. Er... stay in the lump and softly pep me"

Pep!

All of a sudden Rubidra spit out a chunk of magic in her mouth without a forethought.

Mixed with the magic of a dragon, the magic of Lotus Yaya, instilled in the detachment of common sense, is a breath controlled and compressed with that power after receiving the attributes of a dragon.

Sion blues that crimson-stained mass the moment he sees it.

It flies through the surrounding landscape as if it were a flame, and Zion definitely remembers the fear of death.

"Rubi, run!

< Full speed!!

Without looking down at the landing, Rubidra, with her heels back, flies in such a way as to plunder the windy junction that protects the city, as Zion told her, rapidly accelerating its wind momentum on its wings.

"Does this say swing-by sailing or something?

"I don't know, but Lenya weighs herself a little -!

The moment Theon screamed in a yakward fucking mood on Rubidra's back as he moved away from the Gungu city.

The world was ruled only by a bright white light and a sound that could only be perceived as silent.