115 Distress and decision

Luiseine breathed.

The Dragon tribe parents blindfolded their children, and their attentive aunt missed her gaze.

A fierce noise echoed across the square.

"Mistral"

I look at Mistral quietly, but with a strong eye.

Mistral slowly removes his gaze from hand and looks at me.

Mistral's blow was taken by the wooden knife of my spirit tree.

The pitch-black one-handed stick has a single hair, stopping in front of the girl's eyebrows.

"You can't do this."

I will stop Mistral's one-handed stick with all my might.

"Elnea, this girl wants to die."

"So what? You're gonna kill me because you want to die? I won't admit it."

"You don't need mercy. No one will grieve if they die, such as me, the incompetent. If you die at the hands of a dragon princess, I have no remorse."

The girl's words hurt me. I wonder why this girl's heart has gotten so rough.

"You can't say no one's sad or no remorse. At least I'm sad."

"I grieve too"

Louiseine is in tune with me.

"But even if we help this girl now, we're going to die again sooner or later. Even if the Dragons don't deal with each other any more, they will challenge the Dragons."

To Mistral's words, I'm sure the girl will, she nodded.

"Then here we are. I'd rather die in the hands of the Dragon Princess than be cruelly killed by the Dragon Clan."

Zan comes and puts his hand on Mistral's shoulder.

"I can't go wrong with what you think. But."

Zan looked at me.

"Your husband is telling me to stop. My daughter-in-law obeys her husband."

To Zan's words, Mistral becomes a swordswallowing look. And he immediately looked at me and gave me a troubled look.

"I like Mistrals. So don't do anything you don't like."

Mistral blushing.

"Kuck. How can you be embarrassed in this situation?"

Zan climbs up one side of his mouth.

"Damn, you have no choice. I'm gonna stand you up and pull you off this time."

And finally Mistral pulled his strength out of the single-handed stick and put it back on his hips.

And then he walks away with it.

"What. That's surprisingly illuminating."

Zan shrugged his shoulder and looked at me.

I thank Zan and see the girl. [M]

"You too. You can't risk your life without darkness. I don't know why, but I don't think there's anything more important than life."

"But..."

I laugh at the girl who leans down.

"You can think like this. I saved your life. [M] So your life is mine. And don't ruin your life without my permission."

"Um..."

"That's a hell of a mess."

The girl was confused and Zan was laughing with her nose.

"Oh well. Elnea, were you so unattended?"

I laughed bitterly at Louiseine's troubled expression.

"and... or... ku"

I pinched my index finger and stood up.

"From now on, you have to obey my orders. No dueling."

I did it. I couldn't think of any other way. [M]

This is the only way to recklessly fight with sad will and keep the girl who seeks death, now I thought.

Girl with a complicated look. But you made up your mind, it was a powerless move, but you got on my knees.

"Yes, I did. You are my husband. I will follow you and live for you."

"Oh, uh"

"Hmm, did your brother get a servant?

"No. Yikes. I can't believe you're a servant."

"I swear. I will also be your daughter-in-law and will be with you for the rest of my life."

"Yeah, eh."

Luiseine screamed.

I'm out of line, my head is white.

"My fifth daughter-in-law."

"Hey Niemia! Why the five of us? There aren't more people I don't know!?

"You, while Mistral is here, do you have any other hands?"

Zan's face is pulled on.

"It's a misunderstanding! It's a mistake of some kind! I don't know."

A girl grabs my leg when she tries to escape.

"Oh, for the first time in my life, someone who has given me meaning to live. This grace is ours."

"What are you talking about?"

Louiseine is turning her face red or blue.

"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo."

Soon Ares, who showed up, somehow seemed to make a fun little leap with Priscia.

"Oh, boy."

The dragon tribe people who were gathered in the square scattered with a bitter smile.

How did this happen?

There should have been a heartbreaking duel earlier, but now there's no more such an atmosphere, no more shards.

"I'll tell Mr. Mist."

Luiseine ran away screaming, Elnea, your idiot.

"You're the one who deserves it. Well, come on."

Zan slaps me on the shoulder and walks away.

And in the center of the square, only the girl with my legs was left behind.

Mistral made me angry afterwards.

"I respect that I stopped the duel at your will. But the rest is too cluttered."

"I'm sorry."

"Mr. Elnea, what do you mean by fifth daughter-in-law"?

For some reason, I'm looking down at me with my hands on my hips as far as Louiseine, sitting in the front seat.

"I don't know about that."

Niemia, the lightness of your mouth is creating a terrible misconception. And I saw Niemia, but she's taking a proper nap with Priscia.

The unnamed girl lost consciousness after that, like a thread of tension was broken.

When I put the girl back in her old room, Priscia and Niemia fell asleep together, didn't they?

"Elnea will remain in her seat until her unnamed daughter wakes up."

"Oh, my God."

My screams echoed vainly into the room.

"Reflect."

"Punishment."

"Yes."

Zan said something like pavilion lead white to Mistral, but there's no sign of that at all, is there?

I feel more like I'm already laid on my ass.

But let's reflect honestly this time.

The unnamed girl ran in a weird direction because it was my fault.

When I wake up, I'm going to talk to you properly again.

Nevertheless.

Me, Mistral and Louiseine saw the girl resting quietly on the sleeping table.

I think what you think is the same.

Why does this girl have dragon power when she's a human race? Besides, that dragon power is much stronger than I was before I inherited the dragon treasure balls from Mr. Zildo.

Seeing where dragon warriors were also stunned, maybe stronger than them.

Girl unknown to her name instead of her identity.

Apparently, the aim is to defeat the Dragon or Dragon tribe and show their existence.

I don't know.

It doesn't seem like there's a grudge against those who live in Dragon Peak. Rather, the girl seemed to show respect for the relative Mistral and Wild Horse Dragon tribes.

To a girl full of mysteries, I leaned my neck.

"Are there actually quite a few people with dragon power?"

"No way. Normally, people don't have dragon power so there's no dragon people with a curse. Ernea is special because she trained under a monkey."

"Then what the hell is this girl?"

Mistral and Luiseine were also roaring at each other.

"Wong might know something."

"Are you taking me to Moss Square?

Though there's no sign of evil, I wonder if we'll take the unidentified girl to the sanctuary.

"Hey."

Mistral closes his eyes to silence for a moment.

"I'm curious, Ong says to bring him in."

Oh, you can communicate your will even if you're far away, that's communicative mindset.

I guess Mistral talked to Ong.

"But I wonder what you would do if you were dangerous."

"Then give up."

Mistral told me to tell you, and I drowned.

The girl ended up never waking up that day.

I was relieved of my seat at lunch, but I didn't go to Moss Square in the afternoon and accompanied the sleeping girl.

And the next day. I don't even tell the girl who woke up why, and we take her out of the village.

A girl who obeys me honestly, even with a question mark on her face.

It was a sign of impatience when I duelled Mistral, but usually everyone was starting to care for the obedient, dear, honest character girl, not just me.

Enter the Dragon Temple and be wrapped in a 3D surgical ceremony where everyone is wrapped up.

The girl was surprised by the water dragon and had her eyes open to the 3D surgical ceremony.

And transferred to Moss Square.

Seeing old Sleighsta, a giant dragon like Oyama, his hips smashed.

"Here, what the hell..."

Sleighsta, a girl who looks to old people and shudders to ask me for help. [M]

"It's gonna be okay."

My words are vain, and the girl shudders. [M]

After all, Old Sleighsta is immeasurable. We're used to it, but normally, like girls, we feel desperate just because we can look at it.

Speaking of which, when I first got lost in this moss square, I was desperate for the presence of Old Sleighsta.

"Hmm."

Old Sleighsta, who was still observing the girl, erased the intimidation of her eyes as satisfied.

"It's Elnea."

"Yes."

To Old Sleighsta's serious eyes, I correct my posture.

The girl also noticed that being told now would dictate her own destiny, looking at Old Sleighsta, though scary.

Mistral and Luiseine also drink and watch.

And old Sleighsta, quietly sentenced.

"Congratulations, you are the titty daughter-in-law, your dream."

"Ha!?

"Nha."

"Yep."

to do it, and laughs old Sleighsta.

"Oh, Grandpa, what are you talking about? Ahhh"

I scream and Mistral and Louiseine stare at me sharply. And the girl turned bright red in her face, holding her chest down and shy.

"I knew it."

"Congratulations, brother"

Priscia and Niemia, who don't read the air, are delighted to take my hand.

No, no, no. It's not a fun situation.

This is commonly referred to as a training ground.

"E, Master Ernea likes breasts."

"No. Okay, I'm not."

Don't rush after me. [M]

"Ertunaeaaaa"

"Mr. Elnea!

"Bye."

In the moss square, my screams wooded.