Ryusousha ha Shizukani Kurashitai

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My name is Leon Fenard. I recently turned 17.

I joined the Dragon College last April to learn the art of becoming a dragon jockey.

That's not all.

Five "face-to-face meetings" held jointly with the Royal School were also successfully completed.

That face-to-face meeting, I worked hard. No, I got away with about half of it.

It has already been nine months since enrollment.

Today, January 7th, the year has dawned.

- It's the same day as Ryumuka's ritual.

The Dragon Pickup Ritual began and the boring speech of the Great...... thankful story continued.

The place is Colosseum in the King's Capital. They let me use the arena venue.

Our guest of honor is a freshman at the Academy, and the students at the Royal School are in the audience.

Many others are packing up to take a glance at the dragon pick-up ritual.

Well, that dragon pick-up ritual, but after some boring time, it was time to go in the second half.

This year's freshmen, or my classmates, are getting dragons after dragons.

To get a dragon, you need to go to the Dragon Valley (Ryukaikoku) where the Dragon's Sacred Gate (Seimon) is located.

However, more than one dragon with a dragon crest or dragon is not allowed into the Dragon Valley during this period.

Anything tells me that dragons coming out of the dragon's holy gate will be confused or that other dragons will be jealous.

Only those who obtain dragons are decided to enter the Dragon Valley in turn.

One name after another is called to get the dragon and the classmates come back.

And finally my turn. [M]

I rode a dragon steered by Senior Marty Gill, a second-rate dragon college student, to the Dragon Valley.

On the road rocked by a dragon's back, I remembered a conversation I had with my father at a very young age.

Back then, you said it was your dream to be a bakery.

No, I still can't stop dreaming about it.

"Leon, what's on your mind?

Senior Marty asked.

"Do you understand?

I'm surprised. I'm riding behind Senior Marty.

"Because I saw signs like that later. Are you worried about getting a dragon?

"No...... I probably don't think so. But what makes you think that?

"I was anxious last year. Leon, I was wondering if you did, too."

"What I just thought was that you've come a long way... is that what it looks like?"

"I don't know what that is."

Senior Marty laughed.

"My dream, you've talked about it."

"Are we opening a small bakery in town?

"That's right. After the dragon's crest appeared on my left hand..."

"It's the day of the Dragon Pickup Rite."

"Sounds like it."

I'm really surprised this happened.

"But I'm leaving patrons at the venue. We're on our way to the Dragon Valley now. You can't quit being a dragon jockey here."

"I know. You ran away from it..."

"Well, yeah."

I saw the back of my left hand. [M]

The dragon print is red.

Until a month ago, it was just a dragon print.

Dragon prints were beginning to claim so that I couldn't wait right now.

"It's time for the Dragon Valley. I'll slow you down."

"Yes, please"

Senior Marty's runaway dragon is fast.

From the venue of the Dragon Pickup Ceremony to this Dragon Valley, which was twenty kilometers away, it took me a little more than twenty minutes to slowly run.

"This is the entrance to the Dragon Valley. It is the main road to the Dragon's Holy Gate. I can't go in now because I have dragon prints. [M] Get there alone."

"Okay. Thank you for coming so far."

Good luck with that.

Senior Marty left when he put me down. I went back to the venue.

I was twice wrong with my classmate on a dragon by the time I got here. It was a flying dragon (Hiryu) and a walking dragon.

Now it's my turn.

"Well, there was a priest standing in the church."

I learned in class that the cleric was waiting in front of the Dragon's Holy Gate.

Walk down the narrow path of the canyon.

I don't even get lost because it's the main road.

After walking enough, I went out to a place like that.

I do stand alone.

"You're Master Leon."

"Yes, it's Leon."

A man in a legal coat. Still a young man. This man seems to be the cleric.

"This time, I am very pleased to have been greeted with a dragon reception ritual.... Oh, the dragon print."

A cleric looked at the back of my left hand and raised his voice.

That would surprise you. The colors are changing.

"It's been getting red since last month."

"The dragon's crest turns red is said to be that the dragon wants to get out of the Holy Gate early. Then let's hurry."

A short walk led to a vertically cut cliff.

Very big. I look up and my neck hurts so much.

"Can you see it?

"You're glowing"

One side of the cliff was glowing. It emits so much light as a dazzle.

"Really? It just looks like a black wall to me with no dragon prints. If it looks glowing, it's fine.... Then put your hands together there. After a while, I think the dragon will come out"

Even while the clergyman is saying that, from the inside of the membrane of light, the walls are raised so many times as to beat the dong.

"You look like you're tapping from the inside out, though?

"Looks like the dragon cut the numbness.... but that height"

The walls are twisting like a baby's fetus.

"So, here we go."

"There is no danger. Do it thoughtfully."

I put my hands on the glowing wall.

Then not only the walls, but even the dragon print starts to glow.

"This!?

"I'm in tune. Almost there. Keep your hands off me."

"Yes, sir"

Just a little hand into the wall. What's going on?