Chapter 428

Chapter 428: Dance On The Dessert 1

From polka to celesta it takes from morning to flight but until evening.

There are also many ways to enjoy chatting, playing simple games, and having someone do some windscreen magic and look out the window or your podium. But the oligarchy Grandpa Dan didn’t even have friends or insides from years past, and I thought the air would be a little heavier around his seat… but I knew he had Naris.

“A little over a hundred years seemed long and short. No, you don’t think eating it in the first year won’t talk about it at all anymore because of the feeling of short-lived species? You can say they’re from another country, they’re from another race, they’re from another job category, and they’re not wearing life at all. But this can be quite a generation of topics. Hey, Dan.”

“Still a familiar elf.”

“Uh. I felt good drinking the big ice field the other day, and you sang with the Waska bird march.”

“… what is it”

Do something about the weird word Naris said.

Besides, Mr. Deane replied with a smile.

“It was a popular song all over the continent about 70 years ago. At a time when a land-based bird called Waska Bird was imported as a pet from the Western continent. Normally, songs don’t spread very widely when they have different linguistic ranges… because melody was simple and more or less lyrical was pseudonymous, it spread from afilm in the west to lux in the east at once. Though, it was a song for kids, and because the Waska bird boom itself didn’t last very long, you hardly hear it now.”

“Heh.”

Naris laughs sissy.

“Waska birds are actually so cute. Jump, jump.”

“Your face was scrupulous.”

“Uh. I don’t think so…”

“And then I smelled like shit. Half the town smells when you have a house to keep. Soon afterwards, no one else will be able to keep them.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Whatever the snot-nosed humans and orgasms were, they said they smelled even three kilometers away from town.”

“It was… I only saw it sometimes. Hey, back then, I lived on a journey.”

“It’s time for me to travel around. I saw it on afilm.”

“How was the afilm back then? You’re a Celesta, but you’ve been there a lot.”

“Because there is Dwarf territory. He’s a good friend of his own. There were still remnants of the Fire Dragon War, and the borders weren’t as clear as they are now.”

“Well, no, not yet. Thirty years after that.”

I’m talking about something. Almeida, a native, also wants to get mixed up in the conversation because the story is suitable for Affilms, and Tess is listening without fail.

Apart from that, celesta groups like Luna, Angelos and Aurora, such as Mr. Hilda, were seriously debating the unique food of Celesta.

“I don’t do a lot of round-baked out-of-the-box dishes when they’re trots. I want to eat.”

“That would be nice, but when it comes to Celesta, I wonder if that spicy sauce is full of spices. When I first started living in Celesta, I had a nagging, but now I want to eat it asexually because whatever dish I use.”

“Krabeth and the like are delicate, even if you say so with Celesta. I can’t say very loudly, but sometimes I don’t think the Northern Forest cuisine is as creative as tradition.”

“… Aurora hasn’t cooked yet.”

“Ya, it’s what you think of eating! Because Krabeth absorbs different cultures from east to west…”

“In the sense of cultural exchanges, it’s a dark elf single-pitch, isn’t it? Tark dishes look cluttered and pretty deep, don’t they? Something and an august flavor stands out, but I’d be surprised if you let Dark Elves cook local food.”

“… Speaking of which, the party food I was doing at Deane’s Mansion could have been amazing”

“Right?

And Naia is attracted to this topic in silence, and she smiles.

“Naia. Do you care”

“Uh… well, we’re talking about eating lots of delicious food…”

“Right, look forward to it”

The car remained buzzing with Wye, after noon when he noticed, and the green plains of spring were spreading beyond the Son Snake Mountains outside.

We all have lunch a little over Basson. I could have landed, but it’s portable food anyway, so I eat and spill in the air with a view of the flow.

And while I was cleaning that up, the landscape became dusty, and finally the desert became closer.

“Flying a little faster than before?

“Ho. Have you noticed? Because they fucked me like an airlie.”

He’s trying his best to shorten his time a bit.

And how long have you been under your eyes, entering the palatial desert?

“It’s a hot and painful sight to say that Polka Nha still had snow…”

“I think it’s just the polka’s cold.”

Proceed through the sandy sea as far as you can see in reply to Naris’ blur.

Occasionally I see a bump and an oasis, and if I look closely, there may be a colony there. I guess those can be something we’ve been running for hundreds of years just because we don’t know.

Whereas, although there is some deal, the people of the desert colony, who live almost on their own, also come to the conclusion that the situation is not so different from that Karlwyn, and I shake my head to think that various distortions such as the philosophy of all residents of the Dwarf colony and the fallacy of the cat colony to sex are inevitably just going to Karlwyn…… not so.

Indeed, the characteristics of desert colonies may also be unusual for the individual. But apart from that and this.

We are not abandoning what we seek fundamentally, just because the means to seek what is missing are changing. Or, it’s not like the will is working to make you give up.

“… Waiver”

Naia looks strange at the words I groaned.

I will not explain. No, I can’t.

But I learn to hook up for some reason.

I thought, for example, if I were in the same position… would I be able to get to that idea?

Scared by demons, frightened by famine, unprepared and everything, but renouncing to develop and create leeway.

Even if that was the means to perpetuate “my boxyard” it would be too……

The emotions that have sprung up are unspeakable. There is no such thing as a sharp critique of such logic.

I just felt a little creepy darkness there.

In the evening, we land near Lyla’s Dragon Palace.

“Don’t you have to be a little closer to the colony?”

“Not even a big distance. Besides, it would be troublesome if the people inside thought you were using Black Dragon on your feet.”

“Kuk. You can tear everything apart. My grandson said he was a dragon and a rod sister.”

“… it’s no mistake to be narrower.”

Lila, you’re playing.

“Being married to a dragon rider is more honorable than being held by a bad male dragon in a way, isn’t it? I’d be more proud.”

“Dragon-like values are difficult in the lower realm.”

When Grandpa Dan carries his luggage, he waves gently over our backs and walks out.

“In a month. Bring me one or two barrels and I’ll let you drink.”

“Whoa!

“Why would Nussi reply, Henteco Elf woman!

“No, it was pretty good. I’m looking forward to it!

No, Naris, when we’re done touring this place, we really have to move the Secret Service, right?

Maybe it’s time for you to go back to living in the fort instead of collecting Grandpa Dan?

“It’s one talent to be able to deal with Dwarves without giving in…”

“The Knight Commander uses Dwarf martial arts, so I thought he was more unbiased than the others.”

“I’m not going to hate you as much as a regular elf, but my moves were learned from Berga, not Dwarf himself. Besides, I’m not sure I can talk to a typical sturdy dwarf like Dan.”

“Well…… sure”

Sharon and Almeida watch Naris wave with a slight mixed gaze of fright and surprise.

After all, is Dwarf difficult to get involved with as an elf?

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“You’re both a little overelbowed for being strong. Because it’s like a pedigree habit to say that dwarves were tuned in with such a thick voice. For not being blatantly mean, it’s easier to hang out with an elf when you’re bad, right?

“Better than an elf…”

“Institutionalism is tough on the elves, the world.”

Naris gave a peek at the hard-working side.

“Well, then, shall we take off?”

Lila, who is still dragon body and letting the black giant shine in the desert evening, prompts us.

The passengers who were stretching and urinating behind the rocks on this occasion head to the carriage with that lila voice, but find it a little uncomfortable that the body of the vehicle and the body of the lila are facing north in reverse.

“Where are you going next?”

“Ho? Whatever. It’s Donna and the others’ colony.”

“Eh.”

We’re heading back north from Lyla’s Palace.

I knew Luna suggested checking the cheap, but I thought it was something to stop by on the way home because it came out bare.

“This is the plan for the course.”

Mr. Deane showed me the itinerary with an arrow on the map he drew on parchment.

Polka to here (Grandpa Dan landing point), cat colony, helicopter, (Krabeth? Apparently still undetermined), Talc, Timbales, and Lycra the Holy Land from King Trot Capital.

“Going back to the desert again via Timbales on the way home wastes a lot of flight time. Besides, cat colonies don’t have to worry about taking off and landing dragons, and they’re great for you to stay overnight.”

“I thought I’d go to Talc like this, roll south, then cat colony, and then Timbales.”

“Suddenly Talk will get tired at the end of the itinerary. That’s my brother.”

“… oh well yes”

Sure, it’s supposed to be a leading supply cone in Secret Service, but can I be treated like that, Mr. Carlos?

Well, even though I say I’ll return to the north, it’s not a great distance compared to the distance I flew in a day today, and the cat colony arrived before the sun set.

“I don’t come often. Well, as far as I’m concerned, you’re welcome to do this, but are you free?

“Grandma.”

Grandma Donna appeared neglected at the usual rocky mountain as well as at the time of landing.

“Ho, I doubt Luna was that good.”

“Well, it’s definitely Baba, but it’s not that easy to die for.”

Grandma Donna jumps down the rock with a flickering wave.

After me followed by Zorozolo and the girls getting off the carriage, and two dragons turning into human bodies.

Some of them are unusual.

“So how many people are going to commit this time?

Lord of the whorehouse greeted Granny Donna, who had no hesitation whatsoever, and the first-sighters, starting with Naia and Sharon, groaned.

“Yes, no, Luna just stopped by to see my face today, so I was wondering if that would be all right if you could stay”

Granny Donna sighed when I said I was a little concerned about her gaze.

“What, my daughters are excited to wait downstairs. Hey, you’re not an animal man, but you can’t help yourself if you’re not on a full moon?

“That’s not… no, but look. Lumpy during this time”

“Maybe I fucked you once in a while and knocked you down, but it was like doing it once for my daughters and just watching. I don’t know if I’m another guy, but living here and swinging my dick at that rate every day doesn’t mean nobody’s overdone it.”

“No, that’s just weird”

If making a porn stage in the square and sex festivals from one end were everyday, that would only be an anomaly.

“Andy.”

Luna pulled my sleeve.

“Whatever looks good. I’ll pick you up, you should play as long as time permits”

Thumbs up all the time without expression.

Gathering gaze.

“… but good luck”

Especially with Naia and Naris’ common sense. The gaze of the rest of the group turns to fright.

But you can’t say you can’t do it here, can you?

“Ho ho. That’s the owner’s house.”

“The numbers are narrowed so they don’t span days, Luna.”

Lyla and Mr. Deane nod to Eagle Deep Fried.

And Tess.

“You can mix it up, right?

He had a sparkling eye for a youthful idea.

(cont ‘d)