470 meat trap

"Yes, I'll take it"

"Here you go, have it. I hope it fits your mouth."

"Hey, Kizilm. Why are you nervous?

"Because you..."

Dinner.

Kijirum, who received a plate of meat and vegetables served elegantly from Mistral, was strangely nervous.

And look at Mistral all the time.

"I've never cooked dragon hands before."

"Oh, I see. Because it's delicious, eat a lot!

"Mr. Elnea, eat up your responsibilities."

"Ugh..."

After the hunting practice, once out of the dragon forest. Students and us who were supposed to camp at night in front of the woods.

The students were divided into their respective squads to surround the fire and boil down to today's harvest.

In the wake of that, as guardians, we were making dinner rings in a troubled mood.

Yeah, am I the only one in trouble?

And I wonder if Mistral and Luiseine are in a bit of trouble, too. I don't know if I'm in trouble or frightened.

There was a pile of meat near us that could not be eaten.

This is all the prey the Warcraft have hunted.

The evening was a huge riot.

Beast tribes, adventurers and students confused by the appearance of Warcraft.

The beasts flock such people to me in their asses. And decide who's the best, what to say, so I had a hard time, too.

I'm glad Mistral and Louiseine calmly put things right.

But there's been an unexpected miscalculation here.

I'll give you all the prey we've hunted, so let us join our wedding ritual. What did the Warcraft say?

Of course, the Warcraft of the Dragon Forest planned to recruit them.

But not all of them.

The delightful Warcraft of the Dragon Forest have all complained that it's not a good idea to get off the hook...

"Ernea, when you get home, we'll rethink the plan again, okay?

"Yes......"

Is this my fault?

I think it's the result of Mistral giving you permission...

Either way, the ritual of marriage, which once again had more participants, was forced to change plans.

And all that was left was tons of meat.

I also behaved a lot to the adventurers and the Beasts, but it's not exactly the amount I can eat.

Ares says she doesn't want to store blood dripping meat, and what do we do?

I was in the middle of nowhere, hitting the meat. [M]

If this happens, will you call them?

The Sluttons and Kizilms, who don't know how hard I struggle, pound their tongues at the dragonman-style handicrafts prepared by Mistral and Louiseine.

It's not a dish I miss just baking meat.

There are many different kinds of meat dishes lined up, such as simmering, juicing, wrapped grilling of wild grass, and you can take whatever you want.

That's the way Mistral's village eats.

We also eat rice in moss squares and such. For the Mistrals, these outdoor dishes were palatable, and the adventurers and beastmen were amazed at the luxury and variety.

Everyone who eats all kinds of meat dishes compared to that and this is a blissful look as if they forgot about the disturbance in the evening.

Crescio was friendly with Luiseine and Mistral about cooking and stupid men, what a blossom in the story.

"Dinner."

At no point during the day did Ares show up, sitting on my lap eating meat.

Slutton and Kizilm were surprised that a young girl suddenly appeared.

"Ares, weren't you staying in the village of Priscia and the Ear Elders today?

"Odoriku"

"Really? You're here for meat. Take it back to the Priscians, too. Oh, and. Can you ask Fio and Reem to collect the meat when we're done eating?

It's a name proposal.

Even meat that no man can eat can be flattened with pepper by the Dragons.

And if it's Fiorina and Reem from the Zilong, it won't be much commotion if they fly in, will it?

For my favor, Ares nodded with a full grin.

"Yes, sir. I'm here to collect meat."

"Geez!

But it was Lily who showed up shortly after.

A second mayhem came today to those who saw the face of the giant Lily who appeared lukewarm from the darkness at night...

"Ugh, it's cold"

I guess it's my fault. When I woke up in the middle of the night on the watch change, I felt just a little chilly.

But that's in a flash, and I'm back to my summer senses.

The mistral that woke me up was also frowning a little on the chill for a moment.

"Just a little cold breeze right now?

"I didn't feel the wind, though?

"... it's your fault, isn't it?

"I hope so."

"Hey, why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's my fault."

Me and Mistral talking in a lurking voice so I don't wake people sleeping around.

Mistral can take turns sleeping with me, but I think I'll be awake for a while now.

I just bicker a little while I receive a bowl of tea from Mistral.

"Lily's disturbance was tough too."

"You ask Ares."

"I asked you to go to Fio and Reem, didn't I?

"Think about Lily's character. Is she the heir to the monk?

"That's between similiars..."

Naughty old Sleighsta. The successor also seems to be growing well twisted and bent.

I guess it would be more legitimate for a giant demon king to raise a Chenglong, what a question you shouldn't raise.

Thanks to Lily, the meat problem was resolved, but my assessment of the two disturbances that aroused within the first day with Warcraft and Lily had become unfortunate.

"Well, you've just made the King's Capital a better place."

"This degree must still be the beginning"

"This is the Dragon King..."

"Nice!"

Oh, my God, everyone was ranting about it.

"Elnea, be nice today."

"Yeah, I don't like the noise either."

"Is that true?

"It's true!

"You both look like you're having fun"

"Oh, did I wake you?

"Louiseine, you're still in charge, so go to sleep."

"It's sloppy, Mr. Mist. Mix me up, too."

I think I've spoken a little too much.

The voice of me and Mistral woke Louiseine, who slept beside me.

Maybe someone else woke up sensitive.

I'm sorry.

We reflect a little.

Louiseine to my right, Mistral to my left, sits down and the three of us shut up for tea.

Even if we don't have a conversation, you're just happy we're doing this.

"sloppy sloppy"

Ares made a reappearance, too, and the four of us ended up on a late-night watch.

The contrast between the brilliance of the stars in the night sky and the darkness of the dragon forest is so beautiful, it's lovely at night.

Occasionally accompanied by Luiseine, we may all be awake on full moon nights.

The moon symbolizes the goddess of creation, and there are rituals and prayers throughout the night on full moon nights in temples and such.

But it's a little strange that we were created by the goddess, and it's time to act during the day.

The symbol of lunch is the sun.

If we had such a casual conversation, Louiseine would have told us before.

"The stars that shine in the night sky represent those who live on earth. So, we're in the middle of the day, but we're right around the goddess at night."

Apart from her favorite fairy tale, Priscia, these stories from Louiseine are very popular with Mistrals of the Dragon Nation and Lyla, who didn't hear those stories when she was little.

Of course, I love it, too.

On a long night, we hear stories about Yufi and Nina's adventures Tan and the Dragon Nation, and fairy tales that Luiseine tells us.

If we ever had kids, I'd let them hear about it.

As the four of us enjoyed a perfectly deep night, a few thin clouds hung up in the sky.

"Could it rain?

To my doubt, Mistral turned his gaze to Dragon Peak.

"I don't know. There's no cloud over there, and I think it's gonna be okay."

"If it rains, there will be thick clouds coming from the north."

When it's an outdoor internship, poor weather is a hassle.

Rain can put rain gear on, or you can't even start a fire after a meal.

If it's a normal journey, they don't have to do it in case of rain or irregular weather.

This is an internship for all sorts of experiences.

When the weather gets worse, for some reason the teachers just stick around saying they were waiting. And it's hard on the students.

Please, for the sake of the students and the parents, let the weather not collapse, I wished for the moon at night.

But the next morning, there was a case that nobody expected.

"Elnea!"

"Yeah, we just wanted to check the situation, too."

The next morning, I think.

Bright white vision. With a thick mist that can't even see a few steps ahead, I can't worship the sun that should have shown its face.

And from behind the thick mist like a mass of cold air, Mr. Carly appeared to hold the warriors of the Ear Elders, and we nodded.

"I want you to help me. Master Yuri is waiting for you in the village."

"That means this isn't normal, after all, is it?

"Either that or it's an emergency."

Mr. Carley nods with a chopped look.

When I noticed the anomaly, it was too late.

At first, the clouds came out, which was a change of degree.

It was getting closer to dawn and for some reason the temperature started to drop.

It's still time to say late summer. Even if there is a cool breeze at dawn, you will not feel cold.

Yet the temperature was now so low that white breath leaked out of his mouth.

Cold fog blocks sight and freezes us.

But we're still good.

Dragon art prevents a certain amount of cold or can be protected by magic.

But ordinary adventurers and students don't.

Summer means I'm wearing thin, and if I suck, I won't be around for a cold.

I'd like to protect my students and adventurers somehow...

"Don't you think Mr. Carly and the others have any idea what's going on?

"I'm sorry, it was best to make the spirits look for signs of the familiar Elneas"

"We lost sight of everyone we had just captured."

Yes, it is.

The fog spread instantly and swallowed us up camping at night in front of the dragon forest.

At the same time, the cold air was pushing in, so it was too late when we rushed to protect the students.

Not only the students and adventurers, but also the signs of Slatton and Crescio, who should have been there until now, had disappeared neglectfully.

The only ones who didn't deviate were me, Mistral and Louiseine and Ares, who were looking at each other's skin.

There is no indication that the students moved in a hurry to this anomaly.

On the contrary, it is anomalous that even the signs of the adventurously accustomed Sluttons and Crescio and the naturally strong Beastmen have disappeared.

Mr. Carly arrived, asking what we should do and how we were doing without moving.

"Hi, I hear the others have been taken in by this fog."

"I don't think this is the work of Ong."

"So who the hell did this?

"I don't know the details..."

Mr. Carly's expression is sinister.

Maybe I know this anomaly.

"At least, it's not the only anomaly here. Variations have also occurred in the villages of the Ear Long clan and in various parts of the dragon forest. The Yuri and the others should be looking into the details. So for more information, go to the village."

Sleighsta A forest of dragons hung with the old technique. Something to override that.

What the hell is going on in the dragon forest?

We hurried to the village of the Ear Elders, guided by the Spirit of the Wind at the service of Mr. Carly.