192 Rain Sometimes Dragons

"Thank you for your help today."

"No, I didn't do much. More than that, it's Prince Philelle who's going to be in trouble."

Fatigued and temporarily, Prince Filrell was losing his mind. But before dinner, he regained consciousness, and at the banquet the Dragon Nation held for him, he was eating meat and meat well.

And after dinner banquet. Me and Prince Philelle were filled with the same room.

I'm a little nervous about being in the room with the prince. Or so I said, I can't stay in the same room as the women.

If you're a Dragon Nation, Prince Filel doesn't care about the prince of the kingdom of Yortenitos, and he doesn't treat you special because I'm the Dragon King.

If you're a homosexual of a compatriot, you're good in the same room, so I think you split the room for a simple reason.

"Hey, why don't you go outside"

Prince Filrell invites me to go out to the dance floor adjacent to the room.

The Carnera-like clan had formed a village on the great tree. Branches and branches. Connect trunks and trunks by suspension bridge, build wooden houses on branches, and live there.

The room filled with us was one of those buildings, and the dance floor, far from the ground, had a pleasant breeze even on summer nights.

Unfortunately, the sky you see at the end of the branch leaves of the great tree is covered with clouds and you cannot look at the starry sky.

Around tomorrow, it's going to rain.

On the dance floor, prince phillele and somehow view the scenery temporarily.

It was Prince Firrell who opened his mouth first.

"From now on, it can be tough indeed. But if it's to make your dreams come true, I can do my best.... Yeah, before that."

The look on Prince Firrell's face, who sees me with his strong willed eyes, loosens for a moment.

"Mr. Ernea, may I call you"

"Yes?"

I can't keep up with my understanding, I lean my neck.

"Today, Uncle Yugra pointed me out, and now I know that my thoughts are a little different from normal people"

"That's a prince, isn't it?

Indeed, Prince Filel's thinking is distorted from the point of view of me as a civilian or the dragon tribe without an identity system. But as a royalty, I don't think he's low-profile and gentle.

"No. I have no choice. We're about to exchange hearts with the Dragons, but we were thinking differently with our fellow countrymen, and we might go the wrong way."

Prince Filrell's eyes were serious.

"I honestly don't think it'll get any better soon when they tell me to change my mind. Oh, of course I'll make an effort. So, if possible... besides Uncle Yugra, I need someone to scold me. I... don't have any friends. So, Ernea, I want you to be my friend. I want my best friend, who clearly points out both good and bad things. So first, may I call you by your name?"

Oh, I see.

I break my face.

Prince Filrell is trying to move forward quickly. I am beginning to take Master Yugra's words sincerely and try to change myself.

If you're stubborn, what are you going to rebel against, you bastard? Prince Filrell is honest and serious, so he can change.

Besides, if there's anything I can do to help, I'd like to do everything I can to help.

"Yes, if it's okay with me, I'll be your friend."

In my reply, Prince Filrell gives a full smile.

"Thanks!"

He shook his hand full of strength and laughed at the men, staring at each other on the dance floor.

"Thank you for everything."

"Welcome. It's an honor to be friends with the prince."

"Yeah, well..."

Prince Filrell turns from a full smile to a slightly troubled smile.

"Please call me Philelle. 'Cause I'm younger, and I think I can respect you, Ernea."

Whoa. Are you calling off the prince?!?

I was a little distracted, but Prince Filrell's only wish meant that I would abandon him after this.

And me and Philelle are on this night. There was a lot of bickering going on until dawn.

Yeah. I think we got along much better overnight.

I'll lay you right down because Filrell lost her sleep and fell asleep lying on her sleeping table.

And I slipped out of the room. [M]

I'm sleepy myself, but I just want to give it a try. Before dawn, the moment is just right when everyone is still asleep.

Down a staircase that leads to the bottom of a tree, extending from the dance floor outside.

Beneath the great trees, they are covered by trees and weeds with low back lengths, etc.

Last night, during a feast, I asked the Dragon Nation.

Underneath the great tree, because the winged dragons often walk wide, they built a village on top so as not to be disturbed?

If you look closely, there are weeds crushed by something big everywhere. That said, I couldn't see the wide range.

Before dawn, it's also because of the still dim, or because of the thin mist spreading beneath the great tree.

Bad weather.

If you can't make it, it might start to rain from a thick, sprawling cloud.

Finish your errands early and let's go back to your room.

Standing down on the ground, I move right over the weed that the Wing Dragon trampled on.

And he pulled out the white sword and the wooden sword of the spirit tree.

"What are you doing?

But he accidentally calls out of his head, and once his hand stops.

Looking up, Mistral and Luiseine were just descending from a room filled with women.

"Morning. A morning walk?

Wait to come to the side and exchange greetings.

"We are. What are you trying to do with your weapons in your hands?

As always, these two are early in the morning. The witch Luiseine is originally a regular early sleeper, but Mistral is no less than beaten and early in the morning, isn't she?

I'm faster than these two, I've never woken up in the morning. I mean, it's about Priscia sleeping better than me.

Speaking of which, Priscia seemed to sleep at the banquet. Of course he was cheeky with meat, but he was grumpy, he didn't make a scene last night, and he was quiet in the arms of the twin princesses.

It's Priscia who plays a lot and sleeps a lot, but I'm curious that she said she slept all the time.

What's the matter with you?

and well, correct that thoughts sideways.

"Kind of. There's something I need to try."

Actually, you wanted to try the dragon technique you knitted in yesterday's game again.

Sometimes I was in battle yesterday, and I enforced my powers as I thought. So now I just wanted to try the technique more calmly and calmly.

It would be nice if we went back to the village of Mistral or the moss square. You want to try the new technique soon.

I'm up before dawn because of this, and I just have to try it here. That's why I came down.

When I explained to Mistral and Luiseine, they laughed bitterly at me.

Speaking of which, yesterday, you felt like a dragon.

"In my eyes, dragon qi seemed to be swirling"

"Yeah, that's the dragon technique I used yesterday when I was working with someone with Carnella."

After all, these two have noticed.

At the banquet last night, I was delayed in reporting because I couldn't really talk to everyone because I was tangled up in Fiorina or asked by dragon people to work with me.

Incidentally, what happened in the Winged Dragon's Nest was explained by Master Carnera.

that Master Yugra acts with Filrell. As its caretaker, accompany the three accompanying you and leave the village. It was told to the other villagers that Yugra-sama had shown only the strength to acknowledge it by making arrangements with us in advance.

There were a few things that were made absent, but for the honor of the Dragon Nation and the three of you, we held our mouth.

Well, tell the truth publicly, what a narrow heart, it wasn't Philelle or me.

The new dragon technique is interesting. In front of the two saying, I decided to show off my new dragon art.

Ares shows it to me with a distraction. But I'm not in battle, and I wanted to know how powerful it would be without blending properly with Ares, so I'm going to have you watch.

Before the three of them stare, I raise my two swords and slowly begin to dance the dragon sword dance.

Then as soon as they do, they start to feel the dragon pulse gushing up.

This is first trained and diffused in vitro. Dragon air spreading around me like ripples on the water. When I put my consciousness on that dragon chi, I could feel the breath of the world.

Enough spread dragon air, now converge. As it converges, it whirls dragon air and roughens the territory. Yesterday here, I sublimated Dragon Qi to surgery and attracted anything.

There's nothing to attract this time, so I'll try to attract the fog spread across the ground in front of my prey.

Catch the fog, I can't do it, but the point is, think. The feeling of sucking, not catching it.

In keeping with the swirling dragon air, the fog converges around me as it forms a vortex in a spiral.

That's when Ares pointed up.

Go?

I lean my neck while I dance.

"Just Hemen?

Thanks for the advice. I noticed in Ares' words.

When I activated this dragon trick yesterday. The tyrant fled to the sky. I mean, my technique doesn't affect the sky. Because my consciousness was only right for the winged dragon with someone who was playing a game on the ground.

But with Ares' point, then I know it's incomplete.

Whoever I'm dealing with may be flying in the sky. And those who fly in the sky and make long-range attacks are the ones who are troublesome.

I have to deal with them.

Again, start over. This time, however, it will also fly dragon air into the big sky.

And to convergence.

It makes it extraordinarily harder to handle dragon qi than it was at the beginning of a plane expansion. But so far, so good.

I wonder if it's because I can move calmly, not in action.

My dragon chi reaches the clouds. And when it converged, it scratched the clouds.

Seeing the clouds starting to swirl over the sky, Luiseine looks a little scared.

The clouds descend toward me as I whirl, but they mist along the way and disappear. Instead, the rain began pouring down on us.

This is a storm.

I laugh bitterly at the power of my dragon art as I dance. Even though the thick clouds were spreading, it's horrible to change the weather.

My dragon art of swirling in 3D and disturbing the atmosphere, from sky to earth. The wind gradually grows stronger and rainfoot increases.

And seeing the dragon technique turned into a storm, Mistral is smiling bitterly. Louiseine was staring at me, like she was in trouble.

"Elnea, it's too much."

"Mr. Ernea, you're too unscrupulous."

The two of you are mad at me, and I stop dancing.

But the storm doesn't quite fit in.

also, could......

Did my technique turn into a real storm?

There was something in front of my eyes that made me laugh bitterly.

What is in the sky and still flowing in the wind that winds up the vortex.

On closer observation, it was the tyrants who were being flushed.

"What are you doing!

The tyrant's roar disappeared into the storm.