He Didn't Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became

The cave, which serves as a fire dragon nest, has holes that allow access from the ceiling. Fire dragons, for some reason, do not like to enter and exit their nests from the ground. It is said that this is because natural enemies such as earth dragons are afraid of entering the nest while away and waiting for it as an instinct of the race.

That's why we jumped out of the dragon's nest through the ceiling and into the sky. Since the dragon's epidermis contains components of ore that contain magnetic force, the azimuthal magnet is not advantageous when riding. But the direction of the King's Capital, which can be seen from the sky, is east, so we should proceed the other way.

As Shura used to say, compared to Wyburn, whose wings are integrated with the forefoot, there are fewer up-and-down movements during flight, making riding comfortable. The dragon whistle is not a blow, it is a magical instrument that is attached as a necklace and makes a sound with magic. Just show me the way, the Fire Dragon will fly west according to my will.

"... hey, you're using magic, right? I feel too calm, and on the contrary, I'm scared."

"If this is the first time I've experienced this height, everyone will feel terrified. Fear is a big risk. That's why I put" Spirit Guard "on."

"You don't have such a hobby to be glad to see me scared. I wish I had my usual revenge."

"I'd like you to enjoy this view anyway. If there's nothing to be afraid of, it's a rare sight."

Miralka still feels uncomfortable keeping her back with me, so she floats her body subtly, but she's gradually losing her temper and her weight is on us. Is it lighter because even brain work drains energy?

"... I don't think it's heavy. I think you should say what you think."

"No, it's so light that I'm surprised. It's definitely lighter than the book I just carried."

"That's right... that's fine. You may not feel heavy because you're insensitive."

"Not as tall as Deke's stick. Well, I can take the book instead of Miralka."

"Put on high shoes and I'll be able to reach you. I don't really like it because my legs hurt."

We are talking peacefully about stopping an enemy invasion from now on. This is also because even if the Velveteen army is any major army for us and we have the best, we will not even be enemies if we fight properly.

The Republic of Berbeccia is bordered by a kingdom of demons different from the kingdom of Verlaine. According to Verlaine, the demon king has only the equivalent of S rank. Since we cannot crush the Demon King and have a treaty that sends a large amount of contributions every year, it means that there are only the strongest classes in Velvekia that have AA rank - the Adventurer Strength of about 2000. In other words, the general soldier is below rank C. The same is true in the Kingdom of Albain.

In other words, Velvechia does not know that the Demon King Crusaders of the Kingdom of Albain - we have crushed Verlaine, a SSS-ranked demon king.

And the Duke of Vincent is mistaken that no matter how strong the Demon King Crusaders are, they can crush them with volume.

"You think it's like an adult getting out of a child's quarrel. I feel the same way, so I don't know."

"If it wasn't for the demon kingdoms that actually fought, we wouldn't be able to feel our strength. Fighting between humans is out of our field."

"If it was a gang of vicious monsters, I'd blow them up without asking questions."

Miralka was right, destroying several monster nests attacking humans in the course of the demon king's crusade.

The same is true of unspeakable beasts, but when intelligent subspecies nest in large groups, the damage to nearby people can be enormous.

After seeing such a sight, Miralka is a natural disaster that is desolate for monsters - "Poor Disaster" itself.

"Dick, I'm seeing something. You have better eyes than I do, don't you?

"I've been exploring the woods to some extent, and there's a landmark stone tower at a certain distance... no doubt. That's the route Vincent made to Velvekia."

"I can't believe you used your national defense money to build something like that. Don't you think fools deserve a proper punishment?

"Oh, I think so, too. If I'd read it this far when I signed up for Manarina, I'd have done more quietly."

"If you had read so much, you would have ruled this country... if someone had wanted to be king when the demon king crusade was over."

Miralka tells me that we are all in one place and indifferent to what is called power.

Especially Eileen lives like an untouchable man, but it wouldn't be difficult for her to become a martial arts teacher to be called the Fist Sage of this country.

"Will Eileen still be king? Maybe it'll tighten even more."

"That's a good idea, but she has horns, so she can't wear the crown as it is."

I laugh unexpectedly at Miralka's jokes. As long as you're not nervous at all and you're in trouble.

A path through the mountains that was made by clearing forests. And before you follow my gaze, you can see something like a settlement.

"That's the ethnic village that lives in this neighborhood... and there's an army road nearby."

"Oh, if there's nothing between us and the Velveteens... Wait, I see something. Is that the Velveteen scouts?

"Apparently so. In our country, cavalry do not use 'black iron' armor. But they....."

Miralka's vision also shows that the enemy is wearing black armor. Wearing red and brown cloaks and black armor, they are assembling a unit of about five horses and running the military path through the mountains.

Something's making a rough noise. It's like a hunter who finds and drives his prey.

When I looked around, my imagination was correct. The Velveteen scorn drives someone away - I hold Miralka's body tightly as a cavalry with a bow watches me throw an arrow.

"Kh... what? If that's what you're doing... come on!

"Miralka, we're going down. They're chasing someone... or they'll be killed first."

"Eh... that's what I'm talking about. Okay, hold it tight."

I hold Miralka, lower my posture, and remember the dragon whistle on my chest. Fire Dragons are ordered to adjust the opening of their wings and enter the gliding posture.

"* Giggle *... speaking of which, if you approach from the sky like this, your enemies will notice..."

"It's okay, this firedragon has a 'hidden pomegranate'. They won't notice until they get close. Even if you have friends in the distance, you can't see them."

"You're ready... I see. Fly over the opponent and say," That's it. "

As the Fire Dragon approached, the black cavalry wondrously didn't notice - but as the altitude dropped, the feeling of oppression coming from in front of me seemed to outperform the effect of the hidden pomegranate.

"Nh, something's coming...."

"Ryu, it was a dragon. Captain, there's a firedragon in the sky...."

"Where did you hide... damn it, let go of the arrow!

Draw an arc from above and descend suddenly. At the lowest altitude, flying to scratch the heads of the five cavalry, I did see it.

Just a blink of an eye, so fast that you might miss it. "Poor Disaster" shrinks my body in my arms, but turns its eyes toward the cavalry - and...

"Limited Extinction Type 66 Particle Cutting Faction"

From Miralka's body, a magical formation knitted with magic unfolds at an invisible speed.

It captures rapidly moving targets, cavalry, while descending and staggering.

If you're in the magic range, all you have to do is activate it - when Miralka snaps her fingers, the unfolding magic team activates its effects without a sound.

"What, what happened... why didn't you shoot the arrow!

"Yu, my bow is armored... uuuuuuuuuuu!

The cavalry will not understand what happened.

After a flaming dragon suddenly descended from the sky, the horses were stirred up by the wind that broke out and stopped walking. Not only that, they didn't leave a single piece of their armor, but they turned it into a sluggish, fine sand-like thing that collapsed.

Once up in the air, I order the firedragon to turn back and hover over it.

Of the five cavalry men who lost all their gear and became naked, a man called Captain - younger than I thought - gave us a horse that was so confusing that he looked up to us.

"Hmm, what are you... Albain's dragon master!? Don't wear a fucking mask. Show me your face!

There still seems to be a bit of chewing power, but being intimidated across the horse with a pair of underwear is not powerful.

Miralka deployed a magical formation and destroyed the equipment, leaving only her underwear under extreme control. It's a feminine little care, but what you're doing is off track. To the best of my knowledge, she is the only one who can breathe the magic of decomposing matter and turning it into sand - a rare talent that makes me wonder if I will ever encounter another user again.

"Kohon, you look like the Velveteens. Because of this, we can't send you back to the main unit. Surrender and be restrained."

"Albain's... damn, incompetent ones...!

The malicious target will be Vincent. You may have been ordered to keep a secret, or the end of the scouts may not know who Albain's informant is.

"Captain, the horse is safe so we can escape! If you go back alone....!

One of the scouts, a young man, speaks with a trembling voice. The captain did not reply, but all five cavalry began to move and tried to escape - but...

Miralka, keep your ears shut.

…… What are you gonna do?

I put my hand on Miralka's ear and cast the magic of hearing protection. After she blocked her ears as I said, she also blocked her ears and gave the orders on the Fire Dragon.

Having been taught a fascinating tool called the dragon whistle, I've been driving my chest through battle for the first time in a long time - riding a dragon with Miralka and working together in an aerial battle like this is also a pleasure to remember. Shura, if you borrow the old saying, it will bleed.

"--Ghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A roar that squeezes the dragon's tough vocal cords while it's idle - a binding voice that just doesn't say it's a real threat.

The horses tremble, shudder, and are unable to move. The cavalry on board fainted without hesitation and nodded on the horse.

The firedragon that finished the roar landed in the pants. Then Miralka shouted at the fainting cavalry.

"Even if Heaven forgives us, the glowing eyes behind our masks will never miss the evil."

I didn't know what to look like, and everyone was fainting, but without penetrating into it, Miralka, whose chest was pounding and flirting for the time being, seemed to be having fun, and above all, I was thinking of something opportunistic.

"... did we all think about that?" The masked savior's decision dialog "

"No, I just thought about it by myself. I wonder if I should put a line on the" earth "to deal with heaven."

"Well, you can change it every time. Instead, where did they go after you?

As I try to look around, I hear my hands whistling.

Looking back, a little younger Wesen girl than us was slapping her hands. He was hiding in the shade of a tree beside the military road.

"Miralka, you're applauding me. I'm glad."

"Yes, of course I helped you. After all, you need to make up your mind. I wasn't crazy about who I was."

My irony doesn't go through at all, and Miralka looks happy. I'm supposed to be a grown man basically, but once again, he'll make sure I'm younger than you when you're on the right side and you're not getting excited. I can't say it's childish even if my mouth is ripped, because if I'm honest with you, I don't dislike that kind of hobby.

While succeeding in breathing the difficult task of disabling the five cavalry members at once, I thought Miralka was thinking of a decisive dialogue, and I couldn't help but regret that Aileen wasn't there. She wouldn't be afraid to ruin Miralka's mood, because she would have laughed in her stomach.

As far as the shape of the ear and the striped tail were concerned, the Tigress Beast girl kept slapping her hands as she stared at us and sparkled her eyes.