There was no trouble rubbing Sash, who was afraid, or tangling cute evil statues, and I was able to get to noon when I had promised to be safe.

As for Sash's spear, he had no eyeballs, so it was a drop off.

There were many mediocre second-hand spears, but "if I were to buy it anyway," Sash himself carefully selected the result.

I don't want anything good or good, but something sturdy and long-lasting anyway.

Let me tell you something. I don't know if it's a priority to choose a weapon because it has a long life span.

I'd rather choose what's right for me than that.

But that's just my opinion.

Lisse was buying a new sword.

Well, in her case, it seems to be still disposable and sufficient. Because I didn't come across any good things that I could use for a long time, like I wanted to use for a long time.

Then he joined Celier, Florentine and Solitica who said he was going for something sweet, and he ate something sweet.

It is a coffee shop serving baked confectionery and is tea in pie wrapping of seasonal fruits.

"- Oh, I don't mind! If I told you to leave, I'd leave you alone! Look in our eyes and say no!

Because it was a small store, or the clerk looked disgusted when he saw Florentine.

but when that florentine laughed in victory and said it out in grandeur, it surprisingly put me through.

I see.

I wasn't at all aware of it now, but Florentine was a taboo that is said to be the rebirth of the devil, he said.

I haven't remembered that fact in a long time.

Well, it doesn't matter.

We know that an imagination a little overflowing from within is just a normal girl who produces an evil statue. That will do.... No, well, I also feel a little unusual.

But at least, my sister looks more like a taboo than a taboo. I don't care how you look at Florentine compared to me, it's usually close, right?

"- Meat man. Never mind about us. Yeah."

Huh? No, don't call me a meat man.

"- I've been used to this since I was born. My heart is broken. Then don't look worried. You can light it up."

Huh? No, I did watch it, but I can't believe I'm worried at all... again that my sister looks more like an abomination............... Oh, yes. I don't mind that misconception if I don't damage anyone.

I mean, you don't think you need to worry about someone who can be so grand.

- And well, while that didn't happen, there wasn't a big incident, and he went back to the inn at noon.

Take a light lunch and start your journey again on foot.

- We're here.

By the time the sun tilted and the other side came red, the leading “fog horse (hose)" stopped.

This is a fairly high cliff.

There is a vast forest stretching beneath my eyes, but if I fell, I would definitely die.

No way I'm going down here, you're not gonna say anything, are you?

Absolutely not.

Tie all the ropes together and it won't be enough down there. There are scaffolding exposed by rattled rocks, etc., but it would be difficult to pass that on and get off.

"Solichka, call me"

"Yeah."

Solitica nodded at the words "fog horse (hose)" - glowing.

"What are you doing?

Sash sees "Fog Horse (Horse)" to represent everyone's doubts.

- By the way, I "see" it.

"I'm calling people. I'll be here in a minute, so just stay put."

- Always drifting beside the solitica, the fishy spirits, flying into the woods beneath your eyes. Probably skipped a message to someone.

Then, for a while, a black dot appears in the sky in front of us, waiting silently.

It gradually reshapes and looks like a bird.

"Ugh......!

"No way Dragon!?

Yes, the silhouette that became clearly visible as we approached was undoubtedly the ruler of the sky - the dragon.

- Long time no see, Misty Horse.

Big wings at the end of the day with a buckwheat, and a gray dragon close to black quietly descended before us.

And the man spanning the dragon, too, goes down to the ground in a flicker.

"Are you a Dragon Nation!?

Oh, that's the Dragon Clan?... although it does have that kind of trait.

A dragon tribe is a human being with the characteristics of a dragon, which is said to be the descendant of the dragon itself, the son of man. You can think of it as something of an animal man.

It is a race that we do not see at all around here, living in distant places where we have to travel for months.

That's why people in this part of the world, like us, are so vague about whether they are really here or not.

He said he was really there, that it was the truth. That's the kind of surprise.

In his case, his arms and legs look like dragons.

Even though faces and the like are human skin, perhaps because they are in the way. Sleeves and hems clump together shorter clothes, and peeling hands and feet have key claws growing on green scaly skin.

Sounds human, but not human.

That was my first impression of the Dragon Nation not decorating.

But it's better than that.

I'm more concerned about the "thing" in his face than that, above all.

"Are those glasses?

I overheard it.

Even though I rarely speak from myself to the first person I meet.

But I didn't even hesitate.

Because I couldn't stand it, not very much, when it comes to the "thing" he hangs on his face.

"Hmm? No, this protects the eye called 'goggles'...... come on that's it!

A dragon man wearing glasses that I don't know about, called "Goggles," walked over when he saw me.

I grabbed my head, stiffened without taking my eyes off it (...), to pinch it with both hands covered in scales.

Over a blurry "goggle" lens, the pupil meets the blue eyes that are vertically...... like reptiles, with a twisted eye.

"What is this transparency!? Made with a membrane that can be removed from what bug!?

That was the meeting between me and "goggles".

Honestly, it was more shocking to meet "goggles" than the dragons and dragon tribes you see raw and up close.

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