Ashes and Kingdoms

"You're worried."

If it was Oandus who frowned and said so, where there was no wonder, but what was unexpectedly Valt, Finn turned his eyes round. Then I conceive of what he worries about besides Finn's safety and mouth it with surprise.

"Even without me, Blue Mist will pay properly..."

"You fucking idiot, who's worried about the money"

A curse flies as soon as possible. Finn clapped his neck and threw it away. Valt arms and looks great and flutters, preaching in a tone to poorly made students.

"I'm worried you won't know what you're going to be used for. The great people in my country are hungry. If you're not a dragon marquis in a boulder, you won't be easily erased because you're in the way, but you don't know what kind of trouble you're going to be in. If you suck, you could even be festived by Emperor Niya."

"Such an idiot," Finn shrugged. "There's no one in this country who can't take the throne without decorating me. Everyone has more power, more power, more track record, more fame than I do."

"Really? For example, what happens if someone tries to dominate the completely abandoned North through you on this occasion"

"If there's such a strange person, we'll go back north together and do the bonfire."

"You're a real fucking idiot. You are. I have a way of letting you do that tough job and breathing sweet juice while you're still in the country. You're like that, so if I have to worry about you, I'm not worried about you."

Yeah, already, and all the while, Valt roared and scratched his head. Plast, who was lying down, looked annoying and left, then said in his usual flat tone.

"I agree, Phineas. I don't know about politics - I don't know about the local mayoral elections, I don't know about the country - but I don't think it's a good idea for you to be single and be the general's" Dragon Marquis. "

"Yes, that's it," says Valt, getting my will. "If anything happens, you won't be able to get away with it on your own. I wonder how many dragon daughters you have and how many people around you might be enemies in a strange land."

"... you mean take you guys to the escort?

Finn makes an unlimited, waxy, stinky voice. Valt nodded lightly, looking back at the blue mist he was listening to in the corner of the room.

"Yes. You don't need to stop the Eighth Corps anymore, do you? Then you can't sit in the back of a mountain where snow lingers forever and eat precious food sloppily. Hey."

Blue fog, who was asked to consent, opened his tease with a little thought.

"I'm right about that, but how are you gonna keep up with Phineas? It's still closed with snow, and even if you dig your way, we can't do it in February."

"What, isn't that easy? Just like this guy, he's gonna have to fly off on a dragon."

Right, and now I'm coming to Finn. Finn became a troubled face. Sure, I think if we get Lena to go back and forth a few times, we'll be able to carry everyone in the powder shop. But there was strong resistance to treating dragons as just vehicles. Besides, that's not even a girl's dragon.

And, as I perceived the predicament, the blue fog gave me a helping boat. He smiles faintly ill and stops Valt gently.

"When people other than Dragon Hou get on a dragon, you're going to get horrible eyes. I guess it's a very pleasant road trip. I can sew through the darkness and go to a land far away, but the guy who came here once about impossibility stopped meshing well somewhere in his head. For the rest of my life, I was to live in fear of hallucinations. I don't think Lena would have to worry about that, but first she'd have to tie her body up so she wouldn't be shaken down, and by the time she accidentally gets to the other side of the mountains, she might be ice pickled."

"Yeah? What the hell. Doesn't help."

"The wings of dragons are not for humans."

To the awesome blue fog answer, Valt is spilling bump complaints. Finn asked neighbor Lena softly.

Is it true what Blue Mist said?

I think so. I've never tried it, but if you try it and really ice pickle it, you're in trouble, right? Finn is protected because he's bonded, and you don't have to stick around to be able to fly with me, but if you want to carry someone else... it's kind of hard. >

"Yeah, is that right? Nellis and Mac could be disappointed. He wanted me on the lana once.

If it sticks perfectly to Finn, maybe it'll be okay. Besides, those two are beautiful, so if we fly together, I'll feel good, too.

Gentle emotions convey and Finn smiles only slightly as well. Turning his gaze straight towards the two of us, he noticed that Mac called him "brother".

"I wonder if I can go with you alone. If you stick to your brother's back, you're not gonna fall out of Lena, are you? Well, I'm more of an escort then... a squire. Oh, but I think it would be better to dress like a dragon marquis if you had a squire."

"I don't want to treat you like a squire," Finn grinned bitterly. "But surely, you might be able to go with me alone."

"Shit! Then take me with you!

Nellis was outraged as soon as possible. Shut him up while he wandered around, and if he had a squire, he could have a priest. I don't know why. She is not an official priest in the first place, but no one pointed that out. I just did, and that's not the problem, because I'm the one getting a volcano bullet flying.

Blue fog pinched his mouth with a slightly teasing flair when he heard the two assertions.

"Phineas, you could carry about two kids. Cover them with your“ power "and protect them from the wind and cold. I'll see if I can use a different path for the rest of you. It's faster than waiting for the snow to melt, we'll be able to get down south."

In unexpected words, the same gaze gathers in blue mist. He continued, clapping his shoulders.

"Of course that path isn't easy either. But if you don't, even your parents and Valt will hang you over the mountain. You don't have time for that, and even for me, I don't want to see dragonflies."

That's all I'm saying, he left ignoring that kind of Valt that asked the question. The remaining faces look at each other like they were pinched by foxes, tilting their little necks.

"Another way...... hey" Valt roared. "You're gonna have to fly out of the sky, or you're gonna have to go under the ground, but there's no way there's gonna be a tunnel through the south."

"Even if it did, if you were to walk there, you'd be pretty disgusted, instead of being easy"

Plast said emotionally and looked at some of the people who seemed depressed before continuing.

"You don't have to come. Only a few Phineas gestures will indicate that Dragon Hou is not the General's personal property. You guys should come slow in the spring. … In the meantime, the first group will eat a good meal as the direct report of Dragon Hou, sleep in a warm bed and wait."

Around utterly plainly speaking of ill-willed provocation, it is worse in nature than Valt, who openly goes out to his mouth and attitude. A roar and a bitter laugh spilled on the spot.

In the end, within that day, only Mac and Nellis were to head with Finn to Costom.

"Phineas, take good care of Nellis."

Oandus asked me to, and Finn nodded in the face. Shortly after, of course.

"Aren't I the one who takes care of you?

and Nellis slaps his mouth down. Fauna laughed and agreed.

"We both asked for Finn. If the great men of the Legion don't want to send you, drag Finn home."

"Leave it to me, auntie."

"Of course!"

To the two trusty contractors, Finn looked complicated. Imagine yourself being dragged off with your arms grabbed by each of them, and laughing bitterly all the time giving up that these two could do it.

"It's okay," Finn nodded toward Fauna. "General Glaus is a man of understanding. If you ask, they'll both accept you, and even if you can't do it by the rules of the Legion, they'll have a place in the city of Costom."

In return for the job, you should be able to demand it. Compared to the legendary sword, it's much more realistic, and the army's nostalgia hurts.

"Bye," Finn greeted everyone, putting his hand on Lena's shoulder. Nellis and Mac rush to stick to Finn's arms and back disappointingly.

At the next moment, huge white wings were winged and the three of them were rising to the sky.

Wow, and the two of them scream. A voice that was halfway between cheering and screaming quickly turned into that of surprise and excitement. He is blinded by the clouds and sights under his eyes, whispering tall, fast, amazing.

"Keep your hands off me."

Paying attention to the two shags, Finn made an invisible barrier around the two of them with the light overflowing in him.

Blue fog knows a lot about how to use power.

If he hadn't told me, I might have been trying to carry a normal human being as it is without thinking about it. And unlike myself, I would have immediately fallen or half-frozen before finally, in a hurry, taking measures to figure out what was going on.

(When this job is done, let's ask more questions)

Finn was thinking about that as he narrowed his eyes to the blue sky on the cloud.

Believe it or not, that 'work' is something that ends easily.