Chapter 581

Chapter 581: Old Royal Palace Visit 4

The next day.

I enjoyed it with Mr. Deane without thinking about it later, but Mr. Deane doesn’t look tired at all even if he can take my libido, but rather has a full-fledged look that feels replenished with plenty of something.

“Now I can get in the mood again for a while. Thanks, Andy.”

“Ho. Don’t immerse yourself. I did, but I took one or two of them out (…) But I’ll still have my peace job around here.”

“… even if the job decides to invest in framing. It might not be a good idea for me to get out of the organization.”

Mr. Deane says so and makes a face like he put it on.

Me and Lyla laugh face-to-face, and Mr. Deane looks embarrassed.

And we take off again.

Our next destination is… the sleeping, rocky outside the valley of the liner.

I hear Leila and the others are still standing there.

“It hasn’t happened yet. It’s not like you’re starving and thin.”

“Oh, yeah. … will you soften it up a bit”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Even if the liner is a shallow man on the bottom, it is the dragon’s life who will spare no love for the person he has identified once.”

“… I’m not asking you to saddle me.”

“Then what?”

“Uh…”

On second thought, there are no other results to convince the Crystal Palace dragons apart from a saddle change.

He seems to have reflected on it, so let’s forgive him, and it can’t end there.

Chibi Lyla flaunted her shoulder.

“I can’t give you an answer. Their attitude is determined as long as they are dragons. Impossible to cheat on someone like that. If we were to pull a compromise, it wouldn’t be from the Crystal Palace guys…”

“I don’t think so either.”

Emma gives a tough look.

“The only answer I can give is that the Sharios who supported him to the end should be annihilated, beyond the fact that Reiner lost on justice and power. Dragons also have ways to take responsibility for dragons and settle them. Protecting it and dying is a lot more honorable than the rest of your life that follows.”

“… they call me honor.”

I don’t know, I don’t.

While I want to say out loud that it’s better to be alive, I also know that living is the only situation.

Death with pride, a long afterlife of scorn and nothing can be achieved and a dedication to one thing, albeit defeated.

Such a reversal of the value of life and death can happen. Especially for beings who live in battle.

For a long time, battle can be an unforgettable and glorious feat. Conversely, the humiliation of defeat will not be snowed just waiting.

If a vibrant human society of metabolism, the day may come when all of them will forget the stains and be truncated as unimportant. But will the days come when they will be forgotten in the societies of dragons and elves blocked by long-lived species?

To think of it, the elf’s “broken gate” but only the dragon’s martyrdom to the “contract of power”, the world of long-lived species with fewer replacements for people than the fluid human social view is dense and has no escape.

“But I’d expect a little bit…. If you take the time to think about it, you might come up with a slightly better drop than the end of such a thing”

“Sweet.”

“I don’t think the liner faction has room for a decision.”

Naia enters the arbitration against two dragons who hardly have an island to attach to.

“… well, I don’t think that’s going to take long to decide. Even now, Mr. Smythson has pushed for things that can never be imagined by others.”

“That being said… Hmm?

“Think about it. I don’t think we’re talking about something…”

Lyla and Emma have always been at that rate.

I guess I don’t even think I have any other options as a dragon.

… I don’t have any specific ideas either.

Fulfilling, two silver dragons by the tomb of the liner. Leila and Shario were nodding.

“We’re here as promised.”

When I go in and out, Giroli and Shario only move their eyes, silence.

You haven’t been moving in a long time, and Layla, who woke up heavily, has responded instead.

“Welcome…… there you are. The rider.”

“What about Corti?

“I’m close. He doesn’t want to talk about it.”

“Did they hate you?… Oh well.”

Scratch your head. Not just Corti, but for the three of us, I’m a vendetta. There’s no reason to be liked.

Lila remains a dragon body, while Emma and Naia refrain from nearby.

Now, in case they tried to attack me, I was within easy reach of stopping them.

“So… what do you say? Aren’t you coming to me?”

Guru, and Shario rattles his throat low. Intimidation.

Well, as Lyla and Emma said earlier, is it no longer possible to do anything other than die? I’d be pissed off if I just suggested solicitation… blasphemy, I guess.

Absolutely right. I too can get by the lack of much realism of my words. I can’t accept that.

… and I thought Leila would leave it for a little while before opening her mouth with a snack.

“It’s about that. … could you accept Corti”

“… Huh?

“Me and Shario can’t help it, but Corti…”

“Sister!?

With a resounding voice all over it, Corti rushed and whispered from somewhere.

And it pops out like a beast from a rocky mountain a little further away.

“What do you say!?

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“You shouldn’t hang out with us.”

“That would be my dialogue!? Sister is the best……”

“It’s still hilarious that dragons who aren’t even as mature as you will die relying on the Lord for their code.”

“Don’t treat me like a child! If you didn’t believe in Master Reiner more than that, the elders will give you a mouthful of mouth…”

“I was lost to the end, but I chose. As an adult dragon.”

… I see.

You don’t think Leila and Corti should die of each other?

Because this is unlikely if this is the only dragon you have, but only the other person doesn’t think they deserve martyrdom, and they are sisters who want you to live.

“Accepting isn’t silly”

“You shut up!

“Corti. That’s my dialogue. You think you’re in a position to intimidate me over this period?”

“Huh…!

Shut up Corti by putting up a vanity to the fullest.

Recently, this “pretend to be an authoritative dragon rider” also followed the board.

I know it actually has authority for them, but it’s an act I can’t do for them.

“It’s good to accept. But there’s no way Corti would agree to that. I bet you are.”

“… Oh, it’s not natural”

“Corti.”

Corti, who affirms it while I’m under barometric pressure, and Leila, who sees it sadly.

I looked at it and nodded.

“Then let Corti hear what you have to say, Layla.”

“… what?

“You screw Corti over with your strength and convince him to obey me.”

“… no”

“You, what do you mean…”

“It doesn’t matter if Corti screws Leila over. You can take Leila’s surrender and come down on me.”

“Huh… how far do you want us to go!

“I offered a compromise…. for a month, think. I’ll be back.”

“That’s it!

Leaving angry Corti and confused Leila behind, I turn my back.

Lyla’s flying a phantom at me.

“… I see. If this works… it could be an ingredient to persuade the people of Palace.”

To Lila’s words directed solely at me, snort.

Leaving the liner trying to help itself is ugly because of Dragon values as well.

But if you’re going to punish your sister, or you’re going to punish her with your strength to save her, and you’re going to give it to me, you’re going to look good to Liner and to me.

And it would be a pretext for me to grant forgiveness even for giving it away.

The question is whether Leila and Corti will read the intentions and dare to ride……

“A month is. I cut it a long time ago.”

“You don’t have to hurry”

I return it with dignity and a sense of return to the words Lyla has called for me to stop talking in confidence.

I can also feel free to empty the polka for too long. For a week or so, I have to stay over here until I see it.

It’s not a good idea to worry again. Let’s go home now.

(cont ‘d)