Chapter 538

Chapter 538: Brave dreams

Thanks to Apple’s inspiration and Maia’s devotional activities, so far no one in the craftsmanship village has continued to move forward without dying.

“It’s the hands that get in formation around here.”

“Formation?”

“It’s a defensive base against the Braves. I would have liked to have retreated more if I could…”

Tess says as she looks around.

“One reason I’ve traveled so far is because, of course, if you’re too close to the royal palace, you’ll be fighting more often. The distance between the battlefield and the commander simply leads directly to the number of operational orders…. On the other hand, the village behind it inevitably comes behind us if we put up a formation. Do you know what this means?”

“… don’t say it like you’re gonna try”

“It takes this much work to take care of one village, hundreds of people. If we involve so many villages, we will need strength to control so many human beings. We don’t have the skills or the people to manage our people efficiently.”

“… in my life as always, I can’t just ask you to shut up…”

“If this is, for example, around the more war-torn southern Great Plains, you will do so in fear of the aftermath, even if you remain silent… this is a closed kingdom where dictators have laid down fear politics. We’re all afraid of the brave and the royal palace. What does it mean to carry a lot of those people behind your back…”

“… you mean he could get hit off the back”

“Naia and Maia don’t have to know and not necessarily reach out to your husband or Apple. Regardless, it’s amateurs who are in the countryside, so it can’t be prevented, and I’m willing to pay full attention to that… but the problem is with them.”

“Ah…”

Villagers in artisan villages.

“What do the peasants who fear the brave do to those who have betrayed them directly? Fear of joint sanctions If you start getting your hands on too many villagers…… I can’t come up with the means to protect you. The only precautionary measure is to admonish Mr. Maia.”

“… if you put the formation up here, demonstrating with Maia’s dragon body will no longer be effective…”

“That’s the thing. It’s a troubling place…”

Thinking about it, Tess is right about trying to escape as far upstream as possible.

Reduce the danger behind it by reducing the number of humans to bear as much as possible, and also reduce the risk of acts of fear of the brave if all humans are put together at a visible distance of Maia’s appearance.

Now that there’s a possibility of a long war, we can’t possibly not even think about how to treat the villagers we protect.

But…… beyond a week of marching, the fatigue of the villagers in the artisan village is near its limit.

Some things can’t be helped by spirit alone.

“Once in formation, behind you, on the Royal Palace side, you will automatically be considered an enemy. Like the Craftsman’s Village, it won’t be morally possible to abandon it after that.”

“… right”

From the fugitive, sit back as a traitor.

Doing it in a kingdom in an elongated valley is nothing more than eating away the land that lies ahead.

And even if you haven’t given your consent, if “need to protect” already arises, it’s harsh on Naia to turn the village over to the enemy and abandon it already. The 'saving people” dogma shakes.

“… at least one more head… even if Lyla is luxurious, if only Ray or Emma were here”

“You’re going to be a full-time protector of the craftsmen’s village.”

“There’s that, too, but we can move the villagers in the artisan village by air with a plug on the shingle. It’s perfect if you can travel without fatigue, even if you have a limited number that you can carry at once. I don’t care how many times you go back and forth, it’s worth it.”

“… right. If you can do that, nothing will go wrong.”

What happened to Ray and Emma and the elders?

As long as I exist, the intentions of one liner will not create coercion on all unaffiliated dragons.

That would glue the wind direction of the Crystal Palace of the Silver Dragons, but on the contrary, it could possibly end up eating with other linearist dragons, even if they try to side with me.

And the dragon is not afraid to give up his life for his beliefs.

It is also abundantly possible that you are being hit by dragon-to-dragon brawls in places unrelated to the rider for not being able to get your hands on him.

So far I’d like to believe that the lack of dragon shadow in the pursuers means they’re doing well… but I don’t know anything from here.

“So, what do you do? Are you putting up a formation?

“So what happens? Can you rest the villagers?”

“At least a few days off. After that, if we stick, we’ll be able to travel slowly to the safe zone.”

“… doesn’t mean you have a home,”

“Yes. From there on, Deane, there’s nothing you can do without a hundred men.”

Leave it up to this point on its own, and still the breakthrough to the new era throws round to Mr. Deane.

Nothing can be tightened, but the four Gentiles and Naia braves, including Maia, alone, can’t do anything about it in time, ability, or anything.

stable political situation and securing the workforce, materials. Without it, we can’t let the hundreds of people who abandoned their homes live in peace.

“Then let’s make this a single defensive position. Tess, get ready for the windscreen junction and the grass that’s going to be the bed.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Maia flies foe downstream just in case. Come back as soon as there’s any sign of dragons or liners. Follow Naia, too.”

If Maia and Naia put together, it shouldn’t be that easy to do even with the liner against them, but it goes without saying that if you direct them to where I am, they will be safer for the position of dragon rider.

“What shall I do?”

“You and Apple are with me on fuel collection and meal preparation.”

Brian nods and obeys me honestly. There’s no difference in me taking the pronunciation, either because I’m a dragon rider or because Tess, the brainchild, stands me up.

Now when I get rebelled by “why are you making the decree” or something, I have a very hard time showing my grounds… well, I’m glad I’m a moderate brave man to be on my side with Yuki. Everyone else had a habit.

That should be Sir Buster’s sister, or the diligent Tess is helpful because she has also mastered a lot of magic that can be used for life.

The laundry of the villagers’ clothes will catch a cold if it takes so long, but the magic of flying water and drying fast even at night. Thanks also to the windproof junction, it does not freeze in the wind at night while waiting for the clothes to dry.

“You can’t look at a woman naked.”

“Uh… yeah. It’s okay, we’re all out of range.”

Because life was too poor, the women in the craftsman village don’t look very interested as far as I’m concerned.

Still, I have a strong attachment to appearance. I feel forgotten.

Exceptionally, the elves, cat beasts, and the women who brush their skin at the Polka Spirit Springs look amazing, naturally the women in the countryside are not very clean, and their hair and skin are not beautiful. Even by that standard, there are parts of the artisan village that are a little too poor.

My chest is broken, not the poor minister or something like that.

“Tell everyone we’re going to rest here for a while while while we distribute our meals”

“Yes.”

Copy that.

Tess and Apple distribute meals to everyone.

When Brian prepared the wheat porridge and the grilled meat, he started sleeping, relaxing and hitting the wall as he was.

… Maia is out on the enemy, and no enemy is faster than Maia’s wing. Is it safe when it comes to safety?

Without daring to wake me, I still climb the cliff to wait for the Maires to return, forming on a small high rock to look downstream.

It’s no exaggeration to say that you chose this place because the terrain is convenient for watching.

In the valley beneath his eyes, the villagers gathered around a number of incendiaries, and it seemed small to be eating.

I myself am quite full of flavor.

… I’m also used to eating demonic meat without the use of clean salt or something.

I knew it wasn’t harmful because Celestas usually ate it originally, but if you get used to it, you get used to it.

After a while Maia came back to melt out of the blue evening sky.

“So far, it looks like the Braves haven’t come”

“We also flew near Dragon Palace, but there was no movement. Ray and the others… I wonder what happened.”

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“Dragons don’t kill fellow countrymen, unless it’s a good case. I don’t think it’s going to be too bad.”

Maia and Naia stand down near the rocks and report, then look tied to the smell of the valley meal.

“Both of you, come eat. ‘Cause I’m on guard here.”

“… I’ve seen it right, and even though I know my ears are farther away than Master Andy’s”

“Still, let me be willing to help you once in a while. I wouldn’t have eaten Maia in a while either. Not a very good meal, but eat and build on it.”

“… yeah”

“Then so am I.”

The two of them run down a cliff.

In the long run, we are both still brilliant “girls” and we don’t see the power to support such a painful situation.

While I thanked them again for their hard work, I looked up at the starry sky, which had not looked wide in a long time.

Even in this valley, which looks as if it were a different world, only the stars were the same as the polka.

After a while Naia came up with a meal in her hand.

“Next door, okay”

“Oh.”

Naia has always looked unfloating here and wanted to come close, but it’s rare to come from myself this way.

“… I miss my trot meal”

“I agree. Now I look happy. It’s bad for everyone in Craftsman Village.”

“Once again, I think I want everyone to eat that meal one day.”

With that said, Naia puts the porridge, where the meat skewers are brutally soaked, in her mouth.

“… Nevertheless, what’s up? You haven’t even sat near me lately.”

“I wasn’t avoiding it…… because it was bad for Mr. Tetes and Mr. Apple”

“You don’t have to worry about it. If I look unhappy with that, there’s only so much I can do to make him flirt with me.”

“… heh. You always say the kind of dialogue that is helpless, completely careless.”

“No, no, I still regret this a lot. It’s just, you know, there are limits to what you can do on your own, better than the half-strong ones.”

“… right”

Naia roams the barbecue skewer adorably, puts it down, and looks at the starry sky as she follows my gaze.

“… recently remains overwhelmed by your strength”

“No, I don’t think there was a strong scene at all”

“No, it’s strong. In any storm you will not be stifled. With my own feet, I walk one step at a time to whomever I want. Soon, the wind is pushing your back…”

“I think it’s my fault.”

Though I think I’m the one who gets flushed for it. Is that how it looks from the side?

“I always suspect. I was wondering if I was right or if I shouldn’t have been here…. you always look as if you’ve been waiting for it, even when you encounter things that never come to mind. As I prove to myself, no matter how powerless, that my destiny is my own protagonist. Even this journey.”

“… that’s just desperate. Always.”

“But that’s why we all believe in you,” I realized.

Naia looked at me most of the time and smiled.

“Mr. Sharon said he was proud to have been seen by you. … now I think I know a little bit about that feeling”

“Ooh?

“The more I think about what’s going to happen in the future, the more painful it will be. But after everything had been done… as your woman, as a female slave, I thought if I had a future with a child in that polka, I’d feel like it was all in the light.”

“… right”

I chewed, but I’ll take Naia’s hat and put it on my knees, and I’ll laugh at her as she gently strokes her head.

Maybe that’s an escape.

Even so, if you find a possibility in the future that welcomes you with me, I’m going to affirm it.

“I’m telling you, I’m not gonna have to be alone or anything.”

“Huh.”

“Child…. at least four of you are going to have a baby”

“… you’re greedy”

“If I give birth, I won’t be able to help you. I’m horny, and I’m an exclusive.”

Under the stars, me and Naia kiss.

A flashing sword ran a light muscle at the edge of his sight, but he didn’t say anything in particular.

(cont ‘d)