61 Hang in there, Louiseine.

Mr. Ashel slowly descends as he comes over the moss square.

In the moss square, Old Sleighsta welcomes us with only her gaze lying around, and Luiseine and Priscia wave vigorously.

Priscia, in particular, looked up to us with a very nice smile.

Me and Neemia get out of sight.

"Mnh-mnh-mnh!

"Wow."

Couldn't wait, Priscia flew to Mr. Ashel's back with a spatial leap.

I rush to hug Priscia, who suddenly appears in front of me.

"Souvenir"

I knew it!

To Priscia's dazzling smile with anticipation, me and Niemia take our gaze off as we sweat.

I don't understand the situation, Priscia, but she tips her little neck cutely.

Knowing or not about us and Priscia's training ground, Mr. Ashel landed safely in Moss Square.

"Yeah, sure."

I'll tell you what.

"Nah."

Niemia ringing like trouble.

"Look, little girl. Over here."

Mr. Ashel invited Priscia, smiling bitterly at us in distress.

"What? What?

Priscia flies fine to Mr. Ashel's disposal.

There was something in Mr. Ashel's hand that Priscia approached.

Me and Niemia look at each other and move quickly.

Luiseine has also approached the dreaded Mr. Ashel.

"I'm home."

"Yes, welcome home. Safe and above all."

Exchange greetings with Luiseine and join us to go to Mr. Ashel's disposal.

Priscia was perfectly happy and slapping Mr. Ashel in the hand with pessimism.

"Totally no more"

Mr. Ashel sighed as if he had looked at us and opened the hand he was holding.

"Wow, what is that?"

"Mnh-mnh, meat?

"Nyan."

Mr. Ashel's large palm was gripped with enough meat to hold.

"It's the flesh of a flying dragon"

"Hey, hey, hey."

We fall behind in surprise.

Priscia was staring at the chunks of meat with her eyes glistening.

"Meat. Meat."

It's good that Priscia seems happy...

Is the flesh of a flying dragon a flying dragon that appeared while we were away in the valley?

Didn't I just intimidate you?

Or is it permissible for the Dragons to take the meat of dragons?

Is it okay?

"It's about you guys anyway. Think I forgot about souvenirs. You thank me."

"Oh, thank you"

Thank you very much for thinking about us.

But meat...

"What, sometimes a bird will strike another bird. That's no different."

"I see."

I am convinced even as I smile. [M]

A windy louiseine next door, not sure what was going on, tilted his neck and looked at me and Mr. Ashel.

Yeah, I'll explain later.

"Yes, please"

Luiseine smiling.

"Meat meat"

Niemia jumps on top of Priscia's head making a small leap.

"Hmm, if you're gonna cook meat, you're gonna need a mistral."

Old Sleighsta is watching over us gently.

"Oh well. If it's about meat, I can cook it."

"Let's cook, let's cook, let's season"

"Oh, right"

Louiseine laughing bitterly.

"Call. Wait."

Say it, Sleighsta. Old man closed his eyes.

In some way, I wonder if you're communicating with Mistral. Old Sleighsta is amazing at being able to communicate with a distant opponent.

"By the way."

I look back to Ashel. [M]

"What happened to Fei Long? I don't think there was anything there."

There seemed to be only Mr. Ashel and the dragon tribes in the valley, which became a world of white ash from above.

"My blow ashed me, so I guess I missed it in the landscape. After we took the meat we needed, we turned the rest into ashes because it was too easy for both of us to take it."

I see, that's the thing.

I snort.

"Hmm, Mistral will be back in the evening. Until then, play and let me be hungry."

Priscia rejoices in old Sleighsta's words with her eyes open.

"Mm-hmm. Play, get hungry, eat a lot."

How much of a foodie are you?

We laughed at Priscia's health. [M]

Then what shall we do? Priscia suggests to my concern.

Are you kidding? Priscia likes to be kidding, doesn't she?

I don't mind the mess, but I don't know about Louiseine.

Anyway, your flirting with Priscia is beyond ordinary people's dimensions.

Priscia jumps in space, and the spirits disappear when they have to.

I can't do it in a row, either, but I can jump in space.

I can't believe Niemia, if she feels in danger, she runs over the sky where no one gets to her, right?

Luiseine, who has no means of escape or of chasing him, may be tough to join.

Luiseine is also motivated by my concern elsewhere.

"Luiseine, are you okay?

"Oh well, what are you worried about"

Confident Louiseine.

Luiseine should be watching the morning mess, and you know how unusual the Priscians are, right?

Yet I feel confident.

"Hehe, this is as a war witch, I'm interested"

Apparently, he sees it as an exercise that assumes the person who flies through space.

If Louiseine is willing, I'm not a jerk either.

To the motivation of all, Priscia rejoiced and summoned the Spirit of the wind and the earth.

And at first the Spirit of the Wind was a ghost, and our play began.

"Why not?"

I exhaled roughly and fell into a moss carpet.

From the results, I guess I spent the longest time being a ghost.

How did this happen?

I look back as I breathe.

The miscalculation was Luiseine's tactic.

Louiseine did have a technique that allowed her to cope with the spatial leap.

But I had something to make it up to.

It's magic.

Luiseine has masterfully used magic and has fled and obstructed.

When fleeing, use the spell of traveling fast in the horizontal direction of star crossing. That's the technique you used when you were a fake brave man.

And even if you can come in time with a spatial leap, avoid it with a trained body judgment.

And the hardest part is the spell of the curse.

Luiseine has skipped curse spells on non-ghostly opponents to keep herself from being targeted as much as possible.

Of course ghosts target people who have stopped moving, right?

Besides ghosts, we had to be vigilant in Louiseine's magic.

As a result, I had the most ghosts because I couldn't make a series of spatial leaps and couldn't handle Louiseine's tactics.

"I don't know if my daughter-in-law is going to kill me yet."

Kuku, and old Sleighsta is laughing.

"What a pity"

Mr. Ashel sighed.

"Ugh, they're all after me."

"Oh, well, that means you're loved."

Luiseine came to my side and gave me some water.

"So Louiseine, who was sniping at me, loves me."

I say, and I blush. [M]

"I don't think it's going to be anything if I light myself up there."

To the laughing Louiseine, I turned my face unnecessarily bright red.

"Well, your brother lost."

"Gu, I regret it"

"I lost, so I drained my meat"

"Yeah, I didn't make that promise."

I panicked at what Priscia said.

It's the flesh of a flying dragon. Super luxury product. I definitely want to eat it.

Everyone in the square was laughing at me begging the young girl to eat meat.

"Still, it's amazing what a spatial leap is"

Luiseine praises Priscia as she strokes her head.

Priscia looks happy to be praised.

"Well, I remember Louiseine."

"What!?

Priscia hugged Louiseine.

And disappeared.

I panicked and looked around, looking for both of them.

"Uh-huh."

There he is!

Priscia and Louiseine were flying over Old Sleighsta's head for what it might be.

"Aww."

I panic. [M]

By the way, I can't believe it's over Old Sleighsta's head.

I'm old Sleighsta, who's always been close and gentle, but I'm really a legendary dragon who protects the dragon forest.

Horrible what happens if you do too much of anything.

Priscia and Luiseine jumped on the head of that legendary old dragon.

"Le, Luiseine, are you okay?

I scream and speak up.

Don't throw up.

Luiseine holds her mouth down and endures the nausea that pushes her away.

Yes, it is, isn't it?

Spatial leaps can be awesome nausea and glare when done to people you're unfamiliar with.

Oh, my God, I threw up three times before I got used to it.

Sleighsta, if you throw up over old man's head, you're in big trouble.

"Here, Priscia. I told you not to make a sudden spatial leap to someone you're not used to."

To harsh reprimand, we all saw the entrance to the ancient woods.

"Mm-hmm. Welcome back."

I don't care if they piss me off. Priscia was fine and waved at Mistral when she returned.

"I have meat."

Priscia let go of Louiseine, who was desperately resisting nausea in front of her, and jumped to Mistral's chest.

Mistral caught it calmly.

And one shot.

Mistral gently fists Priscia in the head.

"Ugh."

"Not at all. Are you..."

Mistral was grinning bitterly at Priscia's freedom.

"Yep."

I'm going to Sleighsta's old place.

"I don't mind. You should go and help."

With Old Sleighsta's permission, I flew to Louiseine's side on a spatial leap.

"Are you okay?"

I'll rub Louiseine's back for you. Me.

"Yes. somehow."

Louiseine smiles back at me as she sweats on her forehead.

"Priscia's a punishment, meat drain."

"Yeah eh! No, no, no."

Far below me and Luiseine, I saw Priscia reflecting on what Mistral had declared to be meat-draining.

Then I've never been on top of old Sleighsta, either.

Not as high as Mr. Ashel's back because it's on his lying head, but still the moss square looking down from the top looked like a different world.

"Since the twins of Armuard and Yortenitos, like riding on me."

Say it, Sleighsta. Old man gives you a neck.

My vision increases height at once.

"Oh, sloppy"

Priscia flew to us while Mistral caught her.

"Not at all, you are"

After all, Mistral is a troubled face to Priscia, who hasn't reflected.

"Welcome back"

"Yeah, I'm home. That said, I have to be home again soon tomorrow morning."

"You're busy"

"Right. I have to do a lot of things. Thank you."

I, Mistral and Luiseine, laughed bitterly at Priscia, who enjoys herself properly, while enjoying the view from above the head of Old Sleighsta.

By the way, Niemia was watching us over Mr. Ashel's head.