Ryusousha ha Shizukani Kurashitai

We moved the place to the royal palace and the graduation party began.

Guided by a vibrant hall, the classmates were all up.

I've never been invited to the royal palace, so everything I see is rare.

The orchestra plays and the ladies dressed in party dresses are bickering.

To those in the upper seat, the great men were colluding calmly, usually unlikely to be able to get close.

"Have fun."

Princess Sarane came.

"Yeah, very"

"You look bored for that split."

Surprisingly sharp.

The Royal Palace had become a familiar place to see it already, and I'm not interested in first-rate music.

I know the food is delicious, but the rustic flavour seems right for me.

The gathered people… are they the heavy towns of the country or their families?

He looks hot at me. [M] He said he heard the story.

When I think today is the last day of the King's Capital, it's strange because I don't feel like exercising my spirit of service.

"You remind me of the face-to-face meeting at the Royal School."

I can't help but fix it for Her Royal Highness, so I'll be honest with you.

"I see, that one. I hear it's amazing every year."

"Seems to have intensified since the Dragon Trainer Fund was abolished."

"Is it time for the patron system to come to its limits? It was a regulation to keep dragon jockeys out of other countries, but that doesn't make sense enough."

Dragon Trainer's choice of patrons seems to be a headache issue for the upper management of Dragon Country.

When tightened, they rebel and flee to other countries, and even if they are too loose, they flow to other countries with gold, status and honor.

The hardship measure that was devised was the way to make contact with dragon jockeys restricted.

It is easy to monitor if you narrow the contact point to one, and it is relatively easier to deal with if something happens.

However, if there is only one way to reach the dragon jockey, everyone concentrates there.

That's what the Royal School is all about.

Even if it was somewhat inconvenient, the idea was that we should choose from among the patrons, but I think it might be time for this system to grow old.

"As far as I'm concerned, I think it's a good idea to have more options, but I don't want to see the young people still indistinguishable get put on sweethearts and step off the road"

If we make contact too easy, there will likely be a major offensive around the merchant countries.

"Well, as a hero's opinion, I'll give it to you up there."

Her Royal Highness has gone, laughing cheeky cheeky.

As soon as Her Royal Highness left, there was a crowd around me.

Probably because the biggest obstacle has been removed.

They all wanted to hear my hero Tan, so they answered appropriately.

Waiting for time to pass.

"May I borrow him for a moment?"

Souranium manipulators showed up.

They all say, "Go ahead" with their eyes pounding.

"Thank you. I was just having a little trouble."

"Sounds like it. … so I have someone I'd like to introduce."

When he was taken by the Souranian manipulators, he was taken in front of a majestic man.

"Howler, I've brought in the dragon master, the leon manipulator."

It still is. This man is our top man.

The Dragon Club, to which the dragon jockeys belong.

Director Hauler Manipulated Dragon has been the person who's been partitioning it for years. And still active.

The top dragon jockey, from me, exists on the cloud.

Everyone in the corner where he is gathers great people.

The youngsters can't come close just to roll it away.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Leon Fenard."

"It's a holler. I've heard so much about you."

"I'm afraid."

"You can be so firm. But I really want you to listen."

"What is it"

That's a serious face. Apparently, there's something important to talk about.

"Now, the capital of the demonic kingdom... that's the old capital. I'm planning a big offensive there."

"To defeat the dominant species."

"That's right. From what I hear, the more the Moon Warcraft's dominant species are distributed, the stronger they become. Are you sure about that?

"It seems so. We can say it's easiest to knock them down when they come down on the ground."

"And the dominant areas expand if there is more distribution. As long as the distribution is also in a controlled area, it can always operate"

"Yes, I could hear the same thing from Tarvelli as well as Shalazad"

Director Hauler read the report I sent to Her Majesty the Queen.

I also have a good understanding of the content.

Since this year, Tarvelli's interview has also progressed and corroborated Sharazard's story.

It turns out that the dominant species is a grotesque opponent.

"Not right away. There are still many moon warcraft in the dragon, and it's not realistic to travel to other countries."

"Yes."

"But you can't just leave me alone. Anyway, right now, the dominant species are getting stronger by increasing their distribution."

"Is that where the big invasion is?"

"That's right. I let them come up with as many proposals as possible and they are in for consultation. There's a wide variety of ideas out there, whether it's feasible or not."

So for the first time, the Howler Dragon Commander laughed.

"Sometimes there's a plan to dig a hole from the Dragon Nation and move on."

Souranium maniacs laughed bitterly and told me.

That's still a grand plan.

It will take decades to dig into the basement of the old capital.

"I'm not going to implement it until a realistic and highly successful proposal is made, but your name is in the key members of the plan. So I thought I'd tell you as soon as possible."

"Thank you. We will work with you."

"Mm-hmm. I flew the Fei Long a few times to explore the information, but the situation is not pleasant"

"Speaking of which, I heard they shot me down before."

Feilong, who left for reconnaissance, said he fell under a rock bullet fired from the old capital.

The dominant species over there were first recognized at that time as being capable of doing so.

"That's not all. As I recently found out, apparently they can make you obey the Moon Warcraft under their command."

"!? Can you do that?

I always thought the Moon Warcraft was something that lived according to instincts.

"Make a move that just seems like a reconnaissance. If you find it, there is a good chance that other Moon Warcraft will come. That's why we can't do enough reconnaissance. We're upgrading the intelligence of the dominant species."

…………

Wouldn't it be invincible if it had intellect on top of being strong?

I just can't use the simple maneuver of going towards it and knocking it down.

"I knew it wasn't what you said in these eye-catching seats, but that's what I meant. Nice to meet you."

"Yes, I understand."

This is the end of the story of the Horror Operation Dragon Commander.

Look at your great face. Okay, but all the people who are coming to the party are the ones who came to our graduation.

All these great people were coming all the way out here to celebrate our doorstep.

That's all we're expected to do. I thought so.

The party is somewhat prolonged, but this is probably due to the lack of dancing.

There are no college students who can dance, especially those who are familiar with the latest steps.

If I had a dancing hippo, I'd be on a dragon, so it's obvious.

There is no such thing as a party eyeball for us.

Leaving the hallway, I head for darkness.

(... no one)

I dived into the darkness after exploring the surrounding signs and making sure there were no people nearby.

"... oh, you were fast"

When I got to the dragon court, Linda greeted me.

"Yeah, I'm getting out on the way"

"Why? You just have to enjoy it till the end."

"No, you've already broken up with everyone. If you're at a party, you'll get noticed and talk."

"Uh, maybe.... I've loaded all my stuff. Yours, too."

After the parade, I brought Sharazard this far.

Linda had her luggage ready to take home in advance, so she had it loaded while I was at the party.

"Then shall we leave?"

"Are you leaving now? You're in a hurry."

"It's not like that, but Charazard doesn't have to be more conspicuous to fly at night."

And then I want you to get there early and train your father.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"Thanks. Well, Charazard, please."

"Um, I got it.... But it's time for me to go hunting the Moon Warcraft, but why go away again?

"You promised to cure the wings completely. No hunting until fully healed this time. Instead, once it's healed, it's a continuous hunt on the path of the Shade Moon."

"I know that."

"I can't give you the day off if you get hurt."

"I know that too."

"Then let's cure it right now. It's less efficient to keep getting hurt."

"Uhm... right"

"So let's go to the town of Saul"

"I don't have a choice."

Thus me and Linda and Shalazad departed from the king's capital.

The aim is the town of Saul.

It's been a long time since I've been home.