209 And to the fugitive play.

"The owner of the inn paid more for food and drink..."

"From the open air in the alley, damaged hardware, thrown fruit. Crushed fish then..."

"The owner of the carriage has requested a repair…"

"A large number of residents said they had broken the roof..."

"Pard dairy farmers are claiming three heads of beef."

"Yep..."

I went to the Lords' Hall once with guidance from Miss Media and Miss Turkinea to brief them lightly on the matter of egg thieves and tracking. In the meantime, it's my fault that a lot of bills came from nowhere.

"Ernea?"

Mistral, who was present, looks at me with white eyes. If you can stare in a frightened atmosphere, not angry, you're going to be poked even in insulation. Very scary. This would be better with fist bones.

"Me, I have to return the eggs to the dragon as soon as possible, so I'm coming!

Yes. I need to send my reclaimed eggs back to my mother immediately, you're worried.

I couldn't stand Mistral's white eyes. It's true!

I'm glad Niemia isn't here. If I had been there, they would have read my mind and cornered me.

Fortunately, Luiseine, Priscia and Niemia have not yet arrived from the temple.

Fiorina and Reem were present instead, trying to chase me into evasive action.

I'm sorry. Please forgive me for leaving you...

I grabbed a large wipes bag with eggs, escaped the reception room as soon as I was dislodged, and left the building.

In front of the hall was the town square, where two dragon cavalry were waiting.

"Whoa, Revalia!

Tyrants were swirling over the sky, so I hurry to call them in.

You perceived this chopped atmosphere, tyrants plummet. I jumped on the tyrant's back with a spatial leap the moment the tyrant approached the ground.

"Dear Ernea!

Lyla's coming after me. She must have learned something critical, too.

"Get Lyla, too."

"Lending."

The tyrant snorts in dissatisfaction, but grabs Lyla and raises her altitude to the sky all at once.

"Master Ernea."

"Welcome back."

The appearance of Miss Media and Miss Turkinea riding in a hurry instantly became a small dot and invisible.

"Ugh, Crisis Hair"

"Dear Elnea, I don't care what happens later."

"Yeah. Mistral didn't come after me, but your cold gaze hurt. But I had to."

I'm not saying I don't remember... but I can't take a claim that's not the damage we've caused. Even though I only have about a penny for money.

When the big man regains consciousness, ask him to claim it.

You're the big man who ran rampantly throwing carriages in the back alley or stepped on the roof and ran away.

'Did you even have a crappy problem? He's noisy. "

"No, no, no. Levaria and the cows were paying for it!

I rushed to get away, so I left Fiorina and Reem on the ground, but there's a Mistral, so it'll be fine.

I don't know if there are many or few cows with Chenglong as a whole and two child dragons, but the three are too luxurious for a good cow.

I've never eaten a cow like that either.

I hear the Dragons get enough for one meal every few days, but when it was a long journey, you had to think about their meal, too.

I was losing it, and this time I might have no choice. Be careful in the future.

But I don't know if you can pay me for three heads of beef...

I'll have to take responsibility for the meals of the tyrants who are inside me, even if I charge him for the big man's assault.

Will I enter into debt life at the age of fifteen with a weak crown?

"Dear Ernea, don't worry about it alone. I'll always be there for you."

"Yeah, thanks. I can count on you when I have to."

Yes, sir.

Are you aware of the money problem or are you not there? The only salvation now was Lyla smiling with her hands grabbed by a tyrant.

And while that was happening, the tyrants quickly flew to where the grounddragons waited.

At the final point of the rampage, the Grounddragons formed a herd and waited quietly. Three Fei Long Knights still swirl over the sky. On the ground, the Grounddragon Knights were watching the flock of Grounddragons as they rolled.

Speaking of which, I didn't give instructions to tyrants where to fly. But I guess you noticed I had a wipes bag with ground dragon eggs. [M] I can't help but notice.

Don't forget to lend it to me.

I see, is that what you mean? Tyrants work hard to make loans to me, don't they?

"Yeah, I'll give it back next time. Thanks."

Did the tyrant satisfy my words, snort high, and descend to the side of a herd of ground dragons?

At times like this, it's not just the dragon's words, it's a sin to understand even emotions. Let's not even go into it in the honor of tyrants.

I get off my back alone, holding a ground dragon egg. Lyla was also freed from the palm of the tyrant and rushed over here.

"Thank you for waiting"

And me and Lyla will go side by side to the herd of grounddragons.

'Oh, and then what? Quickly, isn't it?'

You don't have to tell me what the big wipe bag I hold is. Of course, I think everyone can tell.

The dragons surrounded me and Lyla, barking in joy.

"There is. Thank you."

The mother dragon, Fulua, drops in with a large tear from her eyes.

"People have annoyed me. I'm sorry."

Apologize, take the big egg out of the wipes bag.

Beautiful shiny eggs in white milk.

I've never seen a grounddragon egg before. You have such beautiful shades.

I feel a little rough and the big guy and Reem were handling it, but it was a beautiful egg with no scratches on the surface.

As I was wondering how to give my eggs to a handless ground dragon, Mr. Flurua opened his mouth gently and stuck his face out.

"When carrying eggs and things, it's the mouth."

My head says, "I'll put the eggs in Mr. Furlua's mouth."

"Thank you. Thank you."

I'm sure you want to warm up your eggs right now, but I can't do that because I'm away from the nest. But Mr. Furlua was licking an egg in his mouth with his tongue that looked lovely.

Me and Lyla dust into the atmosphere of Mr. Flurua's mother.

'That's the Dragon King, I'm impressed. I'm sorry about Flurua, but the truth is I gave up half of it. But I didn't know it was this handy.'

The dragons praised me and Lyla, and they all roared like earthquakes.

"No. I'm glad they found me really fast"

I'm sure the bill, which is an amazing amount, has nothing to do with the dragons. It's depressing after we get back, but let's be honest and happy that the eggs are back here under Mr. Flurua.

Me and Lyla held hands and worked each other out.

I have to thank you for something.

Grounddragon's head says.

"That said, there shall be nothing like that which we are given to you."

The gaze on my head captures my hips. White sword and spiritual tree wooden knife. I don't think there's anything better than this, really fast.

"Well, we don't need to thank you."

"That's right. I've just solved the foolishness of people. Instead, we're the ones who bothered you."

Interpreting the interaction with the head of the dragon, Lila nods and agrees with me.

'Don't tell me that. We want to reward you for something. "

The head of the ground dragon smiling favourably. Could it be that you're old enough to be about grandpa?

"I don't carry what I deserve. Then let me give you some advice. '

"Is that advice?

'Yes, it may be unnecessary to the Dragon King of Dragon Peak, but it is beneficial to the people who rule this area'

Looks like a dragon clan, I guess I should say.

Dragon clans who value bonding with their peers and family. So even though I come from different sources, I'm also a human being, so I think it would be helpful for the species to give advice.

"North than here. Multi-headed dragons appeared recently all the way deep in the mountains'

"Multi-headed dragon?

"Hmm. Don't you know?

"Sorry, I'm a dragon king and the sun is still shallow, so I'm understudied."

'Hmm, I don't mind. What you don't know is not a sin. It is a sin not to know. But you do. It's good to ask Fei Long, who seems to have a lot of experience there. Let's just tell them what's important. It's kept. "

I felt something unspoken creepy in the words of the ground dragon's head.

"A multi-headed dragon is a dragon clan, right? That's what they keep?

The kingdom of Yortenitos teaches and serves the dragon tribe. Me and Philelle have built trust and cooperation with the Dragon Clan.

But it's not, it's kept?

Like dogs, cats and livestock?

Lila, who interpreted and told him, was also leaning her neck, whispering her eyebrows at the creepy advice.

'We still don't know the details. If we get close, they'll kill us as easily as they can. Dragon tribes and warcraft have already begun to escape from the vicinity where the multi-headed dragon appeared. For the people, this will soon be a major problem'

Attack-type flying dragon. That pair is the ground dragon of defense. A horrible dragon clan whose land dragons can easily lose...

"I'd like to thank you more for your help, but this is all I can give you right now. But you can always tell me when you need our help. I will certainly reward you for this."

"Yes. That heart alone is too much. Thank you."

I'm not sure if I should hear it a little deeper.

But the media lady who followed us and Miss Turkinea landed on the tyrant's side and gave up.

Though very dear right now, it's quite spiritual to land on the tyrant's side. Fei Long is making his face pull, but it looks like the Dragon Knight ordered him to land without a choice.

And leave that alone.

The multi-headed dragon thing was to ask the tyrant for more information.

He was a tyrant who reigned on Dragon Peak, home to a wide variety of Dragon tribes. You must also know a lot about multi-headed dragons.

Plus there's Yugra-sama of Knowledge, and if you have to, the hand of riding Niemia back in a day and asking Old Sleighsta.

If you go back, you'll be a dragon man and a dragon princess mistral.

... Oh, now I remember being afraid to go home.

Whatever it is, the advice of the dragon's head feels important to our people.

We'll talk to everyone when we get back.

Me and Lyla say goodbye to the dragon and we go back to the tyrant.

"Dear Ernea..."

"Dear Lila..."

"Mr. Media, Mr. Tolkinea. The ground dragon problem has been solved. Let's go back."

"What!?

"What?"

I'll be back in a hurry.

"Hey..."

"That's it..."

Just arrived, hastening two people who haven't had a breath yet, me and Lyla rode the tyrant to the big sky.

"Master Ernea."

"Please wait!

The screaming media lady and Miss Turkinea on the ground instantly became little dots, invisible.