333 Apparently that was training.

I can see some shadows flying high above the sky.

It's like dragons spreading huge wings and flying through the sky.

In this world, they dragons, who are said to encounter means death, beneath the flying sky, are Klingue, Earl of Knugi, Duchy of Triden.

The atmosphere of Klinge was the same laid-back as usual under that circumstance where the city was supposed to be in havoc if one showed up.

The children running down the street look up over their heads and cheer for their huge appearance, and the adults return to their work as if they had lost interest again as soon as they occasionally looked up in the sky.

If you look at it from other cities, it was a very unusual sight, but this is the normal driving of Klinge, and from this you can see how Klinge is an insane city.

A figure on the backs of such Klinge flying dragons, who were only very small compared to their giants, spanned the backs of the dragons, desperately trying to control the dragons by taking a reins that stretched out of the dragon's mouth.

Dra, the dragon cavalry of a dragon knight named Realis, thinks that the dragons and the humans on their backs don't have to be so desperate to pull or loosen their reins while watching them neatly from the ground.

Basically, dragons were flying creatures, and the sky was the single-altar of the dragons.

If you think about it, human beings are basically not capable of flying in the sky.

Then you're Dra, who thinks that flying in the sky should be left to the dragons, but the humans currently flying in the sky didn't seem to get to that idea.

I wish I could apprentice my husband, Dora thinks.

This female dragon knight named Learis-Hound was desperately trying to control you at first, but with some experience, he realized that it was more certain and quicker to instruct you to fly this way, just go that way, via the path of thought established with Dra than to steer it yourself, and the outline was almost just gripping as a decoration.

Because it's not like a horse, I think it's you, Dra, but I still can't help but think that the fact that you're on the back of a dragon has somewhat diminished the thinking ability of those on its back.

It was only a prayer that they would realize that as soon as possible.

"Do you mind if I start?

It is a young man dressed in a black outfit who has spoken out like that.

From the man hanging the repeated single-edged weapon of a knife on his hips, Dra, what you feel is incomparable intimidation, such as ourselves.

Unexpectedly nagging on the spot and eager to show her belly, Dra. Waiting for the words of Learis, whose husband you are, Learis asked the young man back as he looked a little worried.

"Count Knugi. You sure you want to do this?

"I told you Lenya would be fine. Besides, don't do this. Are you going to march on the Devil's Land?

The young man who named himself Lianya was the Lord of the Earl of Knugi, who is not only a Klinge but also a surrounding area where you currently have Dra.

The man standing rocking a single room, silver of black hair, is supposed to be just a human being, but even if he does you, Dra, a dragon, he is a threat that you don't want to irritate poorly.

Dra, you were also briefed on what Lotus Ya is going to do, rather than let it happen, but normally, there's nothing to be done, and this person named Lotus Ya has just been involved, and I'm driven by the anxiety that something terrible might happen.

"I got time to fix the battleship because of it. You'd better keep your training, wouldn't you?

"Well, I'm just agreeing,"

He seems to be feeling the same kind of anxiety as you feel, Dora. Although Liaris has shown some signs of being sorry, he also understands that Lianya's intentions will be important for the project he is currently involved in, and after a while of thinking about it, he turns to you, Dora, and tells you in a less attentive voice.

"So, Mr. Dora, will you tell him we're starting?

If my husband made the decision, Dora, I have no objection to you.

Even if there was an objection, Dora didn't have enough power to overshadow it now, and Dora raised one sharp squeal toward the sky when you brought your neck from where you had been nodding until then.

It's a warning voice to the dragons flying in the sky, and the dragons who heard your voice start to get so nervous that they can clearly feel it, even if it doesn't change the way they see it.

"All right, then get started, Theon."

"Copy that. You're good enough to give it a little relief, right?

It was one girl standing beside Lianya who said that.

There are several colorful spheres rolling at its feet, and the girl, called Scion, who took one of them up, throws the sphere on his palm a few times appropriately as if to make sure it's in shape. Let him take it.

"I also feel like seeing what happens if I really do it"

"Count, just stop. Please."

Lianya, who spoke of a rather noisy dialogue, told Lianyi that she was going to make a fuss.

Even though he seeped a little discontent colour in his face, Lianya told Shion to start waiting, wondering if he was willing to follow what Liaris was saying.

"Then we'll do it!

Raise one voice of temper and shake the ball that Theon was holding.

From your eyes, Dora, amazingly smoothly the magic begins to strengthen Zion's body and at the same time covers the spheres that are in his hands.

The sphere was thrown into the sky with a foam that seemed less powerful from the side.

Its throw, released from the ground, leaves a glint in the air while rising to the sky, disappearing across the corner of the space where the dragons are flying to the other side of the sky.

Lianya, staring at the whereabouts from the ground, snapped a word with the Scion snare, which was still solidified as she finished throwing.

"No con."

"Lenya! He said this was pretty hard!

The blow thrown by Zion had disappeared in the direction of the day after tomorrow without causing the dragons to take evasive action.

To Lenya, who gently twisted that poor control, Theon excuses himself, but Lotus Yaya silently urges him to throw the next one, quietly picking up the ball at his feet.

"What the hell is that sphere made of?

Asked by the watching realis, Lianya mouths the identity of the sphere.

"It's just ice, huh? Make it a little thick. There's colored water inside."

"Are you just throwing ice and reaching that high?

"Long live the omnipotence of magic there. Strengthens throwing arms while enclosing ice with magic to increase strength."

It is Lianya who says it like nothing, but as a rear squirrel I have heard, I can only laugh bitterly.

This is also true about the reality that Lianya and Zion, who are not magicians, are manipulating magic as usual, because if you heard that you could launch an ice sphere to the height at which the dragon is flying just by strengthening the ice and strengthening your arm, you didn't know how many magicians would turn that complexion bad.

Az will look back too, I think Learis can throw the second ball of ice up into the sky as it cleaves the atmosphere as he tries not to tell that magician who is good friends with himself about this.

We approached the dragons at a good rate for the next pitch, but we stalled before we reached the dragons because we didn't have enough momentum, and we just fell and scattered colored water on the ground.

"Now you've been aiming too hard, you've misallocated your powers"

"Grungy......"

With teeth biting Scion in his eyes, Lianya took one of the balls rolling at Scion's feet and threw it up between her hands as if even with a balloon, abruptly with little aim, overhead.

A sphere of ice thrown high in the sky at a rate not comparable to that thrown by Zion, when it is hit by the belly of one of the dragons who hastily attempted to evade action, is shattered and scattered with bright red coloured water scattered across the belly of the dragon, presenting the appearance as if it had been injured there.

"What number did you just hit? Tell him it's a shooting down verdict. A subtraction."

"Dora, tell the third person you were unlucky."

While sympathizing with Learis' words that some dragons were really pathetic, Dra, you fly your thoughts to the dragons flying overhead.

As soon as it arrives, the complaint from the hit dragon that the current attack was so painful and from the other dragons about how avoidable it was, Dra, you tried to ignore them and told the dragons the words of Pale Lotus Yaya and Liaris.

I don't think there's any way you can avoid Lianya's attack, Dra, but there are circumstances that I can't even say so.

There are people on the Demon King's side who are as capable as Lianya.

If its presence comes out to intercept the dragons, it is as certain as it is now, and as powerful as it is, that it will strike a completely deadly attack, and we must train ourselves to deal with it from now on, and we will see the worry of total annihilation in the demonic realm.

Thinking about it that way, Dora, you don't think it might be so bad either that the battleship under construction was raided and destroyed.

The attack on the Demon Realm has been postponed because of it, but training can be conducted in extended days.

People, elves and beasts are also once again starting to update their gear and manufacture new gear, and they can expect to further improve their fighting power only for the extended due date.

It's just that Dora thinks a little melancholy.

It was the Demon King's side that should have had the same amount of spare days.

Moreover, the fact that we have engaged in sabotage work against the battleships is also likely to have quite possibly brought back coalition information such as dragon and demon tribes to the people, elves and beasts.

It is obvious that it is difficult to think of the means of confrontation against them as nothing will be done on the part of the Demon King, and the battle is likely to intensify, and if you think about it, Dra, you will feel like you are going to have a headache now.

"Lenya, I got the hang of it now! I'll do it next!

"Next time, remove it. Deduct to Theon."

To a more temperamental Scion, Saya and Lianya throw in a bomb statement.

It was a panicking Scion, but Lianya looked familiar and began to whistle and other things.

"Hey, hey Lenya!? Can you go ahead and see what exactly they do when they subtract!?

All right, let's get back to work.

"Hey! Hey, Lenya!

Even as I complained to Lianya that I would proceed to talk about Shion trying to stop him in a way that I ignored all the more, Shion Habubu began to squeeze and squeeze to the point that I couldn't crush him when I picked up the ice sphere that was rolling at his feet.

"If it's enough to take it off, it's enough to hit the dragon in the aftermath..."

"Oh, that Master Scion? It's training, isn't it? This is only training! Remember that, right? If a dragon falls off here..."

There is no such thing as a dragon that can be procured from right to left.

Learis thinks it should be, at least in the public at large.

However, it was also certain that there was no way I could have procured it originally, and that at a time when I was procuring it, I would see how far my surroundings were from common sense.

"Let's ask for backup from the dragon's nest and the rocky mountains near Kuklika then. I'm more afraid of losing a shot here and getting reduced to Lenya."

"No, hey, no! The Count will tell you what happens if you get reduced! Anyway, dragons have people on their backs!?

"There's something waiting for you that you can't say with your mouth"

"No! So knock it off anyway! I like that! This is training too! I'm seriously going to kill you too!

"Please stop, Master Zion! Count! Stop Master Zion! I'm gonna stop. - Whoa! Oh, no more, Az! Come and help me!

In the first place, Dra, how did this happen when it was supposed to be the dragons' proficiency training and their training to deal with anti-aircraft attacks? You sigh softly as you see Lillith, who has begun to do the doozy in front of you, and Zion trying to wave that Lillith around and launch an attack on the dragons over them that doesn't seem to be quite as sprinkling.

On the other hand, in front of the Demonic Territorial Strategy and wondering if it's okay at this rate, if this is the normal operation of Klinge and if Klinge is as usual, then maybe things ahead are okay too, Dra, you opened your mouth for now to give instructions to the dragons who are watching the ground noise for something to converge on.