Chapter 559: Out of House Showdown 2
âI canât resist the fate I was born with. Thatâs the saying of those who live in this country.â
Liner says, staring me in the eye.
âBecause this is how I was born. Birds are birds, fish are fish, demons have been born into demons, so thatâs how we have to live⌠itâs all about this country that people have to live by killing their breath anymoreâ
âThen what is the fate I was born with? With no martial arts in line and destined to patrol the dragon, how am I right to live?
âIâm not asking you to defend this miserable world by taking on the tiny position of âbrave manâ or anything else. If you give up the rule that you cannot fly, does it not mean that those born to fly everywhere are the rule that you fly?â
â⌠thatâs what youâre after⌠no, the principle of actionâ
âRegardless, thatâs not all. There were also minor sentiments and pre-construction. But I make it, I was tired of a country like this. A broken king, Princess Descendant, a foolish brave man, a citizen who lives like a worm⌠as a stepfather to the dragons who seek the responsibility of a hero, I will do so until I acquire this country. The size of my destiny deserves to cover this continent sooner or later⌠every time I go to the outside world Iâve confirmed itâ
â⌠oh, I guess if youâd cared about that sooner, it wouldnât have been a dream story or anythingâ
Dragons can be destroyed in a day, such as a small country.
No other race can resist a dragon that can fly through the sky, blow fire, or freeze everything.
Itâs the Fire Dragon War, every race knows.
If you can use three heads in a dragon like that as your hands and feet, and you can follow ten or more heads, there is no way that you can go into Celesta, Trotto, or the southern Great Plains.
Even the last stopper, the other dragon rider, doesnât have to be someone who can take down the liner.
Had it been for me or Naia to start advancing without waiting to reach Carlwyn, there might not have been any way to stop the liners from becoming continental champions as they were.
âThatâs why Iâm asking you. Thatâs all for me⌠what do you think of all the strength that has been gathered to outsmart me every dragon? Do you think you can stay that way forever? If youâre comic, sooner or later, youâll burn yourself to the ground with that power.â
â⌠youâre trying to say that being able to muster such power is a problem in itself.â
âNaturally. I just got along with Hella, and there is a country that will perish without the skill of exchanging just because you feel like it. Whatever you want or donât want, whatever you know about it is frightening and aiming at your presence. Thatâs what riding a dragon means. There is no other way to live in peace but to consolidate oneâs place with oneâs own strength, to lay low around oneself, and to stand at the top of everything.â
In the outhouse behind the liner, in front of the gate, by the window, on the roof, the knights all pop up to see whatâs going on here.
And Naia and Angelos, the escorts who jumped around me, are also looking into the gap to get a little closer to me⌠but the three dragons that cement their surroundings wonât let them do that.
Shario and others canât play with one wing broken, but still they canât ignore it. Itâs easy for a liner to get to me while Iâm dealing with the dragons. To break this situation, I have to be able to instantly kill the dragon without a gap for the liner to get his hands on me, but neither Angelos, nor Naia, nor Sharon, nor Lyla or Maia can do that.
Now I have to go along with the liner question.
âYou and I can put an end to the anxiety when that happens. I guess so. I am a strong duel between dragon riders. You can compromise with the powerful and, in some cases, side with them.â
Do you realize from the gaze movement that I care around, the liner laughs sarcastically and takes the sword on his shoulder.
I donât even have to poke it out. Because in a flash, the liner cracks me in two.
âOriginally, this kind of battle is quick to throw away and go to extra space with the Sharios. I donât care where I start with that. Letting go of the dragons who havenât signed a contract must be in my favor over the others as a dragon rider. Still, Iâm here to work with youâŚ. Letâs hear the answer.â
âYouâre in a hurry for answers to say something quite troubling.â
âThereâs not much room for this either. Letâs admit itâs sudden.â
âWhat if I tell you I donât like it?â
The liner narrows its eyes just a little. That was enough.
Slash me and leave with the Chariots.
No matter how much obsession Mr. Deane burns, no dragon rider can keep following it forever. Thatâs it.
I understand the belly buildup of the liner and make him laugh.
Itâs a situation that I would like to have one of my butt cakes on, but I donât either because I have Naris sticking to my back.
Besides, the liner doesnât take Naris into account.
Youâd think he was just a miscellaneous soldier frightened by too horrible a situation.
but the tremor of Naris, itâs stopped already.
âThatâs how you stand over people, what do you want?
âAn honor to keep its name in history. Or a woman. food. Or do you want to watch others move as they pleaseâ
â⌠what would it be to know something like that?
Liner looks surprised by my question.
âDestiny. What a fine word to mislead, but I donât see any prospects from you afterwards. What are you gonna do after you become emperor with the power of a dragon? I donât think youâre going to embarrass and ignore your hometown and go into someone elseâs country you donât even know how to see.â
â⌠something that needs such a trivial reason. There is an unparalleled power and a world that moves with that power. Then it would make sense to go up there more than anyone else.â
âMove it. Iâm asking you what you want. Are you stupid or what? Youâre a naughty kid just wanting to try.â
I give the liner a grand reward.
King Ulysses, looking a little further away, would do so, even a second before he died.
âI like women, but Iâve had enough. A superb woman who envies every royal nobleman loves me a lot. I have a job, and I have athletes who donât have trouble eating. I can go home, I have a home. Some daisies laugh. And there are people who can be respected, and there are people who think they can leave my country to me. I donât have to change. The world I live in most comfort is over.â
On my back, the hands of so many people Iâve seen overlap.
All of that will hold me back. I stand here affirming me.
Everyone lives hard, protecting their loved ones and creating a future.
Iâm not dissatisfied with the future theyâre going to make.
The future I want, itâs already there.
âHow about you, Reiner Excelisa. What am I missing? What do you want and youâre about to go wild? Dragons are not just a force to subdue others. There is as much that can be achieved. If youâre thinking nothing but fighting the mighty, thereâs no reason to compromise with you.â
âIs there really nothingâ
âA way of life that wonât yield to anyone. Thatâs enough reason to fight. ⌠is not the same as you. I thought we could hang out.â
The liner seeps slight anger and disappointment into his gaze, and forces himself into his sword-shaking hand.
I slapped Narisâ hand around my belly and stared back at the liner.
âSorry, but I donât like guys who donât look very greatâ
Thatâs what I say, switch bodies with Naris.
Or Naris throws my body behind me.
Naris does not kill the momentum of the rotation and swings the crash hacken he was carrying down the liner.
The liner is not unresponsive to what he has eaten, but beats off the blow of that axe with his right arm strength reinforced with a bracelet of Neptune rides.
No, I tried to beat it off.
At that moment, Naris âopensâ Crashhaken.
The deformation of the weapon naturally involves a change in the surface to which it is subjected. The liner, which was to be received at a strange angle, naturally loses its original destructive power by being bent over the galley and sword muscles, out of balance.
There goes Narisâ desperate series of attacks. No, an indifferent blow to the liner at the stone crash.
âKu⌠the miscellaneous fish!
âSorry about the miscellaneous fish!!
The blow to the belly is absorbed by the suit armor, and the liner cuts back the sword and cuts the crash hacken pattern.
The blade flies, but this is where Naris comes from.
Swing the crash hacken, which became just a stick, magnificently as if it were such a weapon from the beginning, and attack the liner.
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The liner is pierced by it but cut off in half again, but Naris has become baton-like in length. Even that is cleverly used as a weapon, releasing a rainy rambling to the liner.
The arm strength of the linerâs right arm shall not be used. Too flexible a combat technique buys out valuable time as if it were a blind eye.
Angelos and Naia pop up and hold back the silver dragons who rushed to interrupt it with a combination that Lila and Maia donât mind.
Shario, who tried to jump in with it, was struck in the head with a protuberance by Sharonâs unleashed ground drive, and he grated.
âIâll take care of the rest!
âWawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawaa Dirty buckwheat!
On behalf of Naris, who is under weird tension with extreme tension and excitement, Angelos and Naia popped up before me again.
âItâs the same no matter how many times I come!
âFulfill it, will it?â
The two men combine and flirt with the fierce slaughter of the liner, then pinch the liner and set up a sword at the same time.
And a moment when the liner was wondering which to deal with, both at the same time.
Shock waves are emitted as they rush through the liner slightly away from each other.
In contrast, the liner tries to endure by sticking a sword up to the ground, but the two emitted shockwaves become intertwined and tornadoes, winding the liner up in the sky.
There Angelos spreads his hands and shakes them up.
The flames blowing up from the perimeter of Angelos transmit tornadoes and burn liners in the air.
Shario leaps the giant to rescue the liner from the tornado of flames.
And by then, the break-in group is also hitting their hands.
Or Iâve been shooting at you.
Two shadows falling with a scream right next to us.
If you are failing to land, General Amatshima, and if you were able to land brilliantly, the Great Knight of Lister.
Looks like theyâve been thrown with the power of super orgs in both countries.
â⌠hey, go fuck yourself⌠remember, Vincent!
He flew in from a few hundred meters away and looked like he fell off his head on the rocky ground but nothing else seemed wrong. General Amatshima rose well.
âTotallyâŚâŚ I didnât know my best balls were fucking around here. Funny story.â
To the liner descended to the ground by Shario, the Great Knight of Lister sends a scornful gaze.
âHey Iron, will you stay here? You canât expose Smythson to any more detours. The god of war is the god of war.â
The Great Knight of Lister suddenly scratches off after putting it down and kicks it in Sharioâs face.
Overthrow the giant Shario.
âYou later, brave man. If you really want to, just hang out with them.â
Naia and Angelos have already stepped in and started attacking the liner at the tip pointed by the Great Knight of Lister.
Reiner slashes them both with the power of the Kingâs Riding bracelet, blowing them up a little big, but they donât do it like they thought because theyâre both hit by Moro once.
âLinerâŚâŚ I think it was destined that you had the powerâŚâŚ!!
âThat I am here with Faria dead, that I have met Mr. Smythson⌠everything, destiny!
Naia breaks the linerâs sword with an Angelos sword and a pinch.
âThis time I will not lose⌠what was entrusted to me by Faria and what saved me⌠let us preserve our future!
The little brave man has now finally paid off all his strays.
destiny, and also bear himself, and erect a flashing sword.