Ryusousha ha Shizukani Kurashitai

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The last bridge headfort (Kisho) shall be installed in a place where no long-range attack of the dominant species can be reached.

Even so, it is not used for a long time.

I only use it for a few days.

Clean the surrounding Moon Warcraft and eliminate the danger.

But that's basically as long as it's a place where those who take a break and get hurt in the showdown can escape.

The meaning of shelter is strong.

Because of such considerations, it was on a high rocky mountain that it was chosen as a place.

It is a palace built for the royal family of the demonic kingdom to visit in the summer, and it is also built sturdy so that they can escape in case of a coup d 'état.

It is also easy to repair because it is barely roughed up by place patterns or moon warcraft.

It became available in not so many days.

Yes, it was finally possible to secure the journey to the last bridge headquarter.

The second bridgehead I used for about half a month.

Both the stubborn forts are farewell in a few days.

I came to the dragon house with Annella, looking at the busy faces preparing to leave. [M]

"Are you finally moving? Was it long or short?"

"From here on out, no more waiting."

"Right. Shalazad, please."

"Uhm. I'll take care of everything."

"I don't know, you're still the only master of mouth."

'Say what. I don't want the Lord to tell me that I lost.'

"Did you win? Well, let's just keep it that way. '

"Hmm!? Seriously, I won."

Then why don't you just say yes?

"Fine. Then it's war."

"Wow, Mr. Tarvelli. Please calm down."

"Shalazad, if you fight inside now, no bait."

"Grunting...... but, Lord"

"Do you even eat grass around there and starve?

"No, that tastes terrible."

"Then make a big deal out of it."

"Uhn..."

Sharazard and Tarvelli's friends have recovered... I think, but they still keep talking.

Still, it just doesn't extend to exercising strength, maybe it's better.

By the way, Sharazard has done a lot of messing around in the past, so I've been unpaid then.

At that time, he was hungry, eating grass outside.

I was crying.

"They'll be ready by tomorrow."

"So you're leaving the day after tomorrow,"

"No, it's like a grand party the day after tomorrow"

"Really?

"Even so, it's not a massive one. And in the evening, it's a feast."

"Is it a banquet? Sounds like fun."

"I wonder what the last supper is. They're going to cook so much that the culinary department won't be able to eat them while they're at the grand party."

"I'm looking forward to that, Senior Leon!

Annella is innocently happy.

The final showdown was nearing and there was a sense of grief not only among the average soldier but also among the dragon jockeys.

That and this, because the dominant species of the Moon Warcraft showed intelligent movement.

It was a dominant species that was thought to be no different from the beast, but more recently, it began to think of something tactical.

I don't think we'll get behind it, but there's a chance this one outweighs the damage we assumed.

They're worried about getting into one of them.

So they are silently prepared to distract anxiety.

Because if you haven't done anything, you'll be crushed by anxiety.

I invited Annella to come to the Dragon House because of Annella's spirit...

"I wonder what comes out of cooking, Senior Leon. I'm looking forward to it."

I was surprisingly fine.

"Because you can fight with me, you won't be afraid"

You understood my mood, Sharazard said that.

For Annella, who believes in the strength of Tarvelli, it seems the only thing that worries her is if she can draw on that power.

As long as Annella shrivels or doesn't feel like it, Tarvelli can also show strength.

Wouldn't this combination leave a good result?

Meanwhile, speaking of me...

"The Lord is always the same."

"Really?

"Uhm. Not at all different."

Apparently.

I guess that's because I'm used to interacting with life.

I was trained enough by my father to say no so that I could always stay calm.

So the three of us driving the attribute dragon.

Souranium manipulators in the military, Annella, who trusts Turveli, and me, who don't move anything.

Perhaps the best formation.

The next day, the grand ceremony was held.

Under the greeting of the deputy dragon chief, all the troublesome ceremonies were sobered up and the status reports and future confirmations of each unit were made.

And words of encouragement were cast upon those who went into battle.

Everyone leaves tomorrow.

When we arrive at the last bridge head fort, we have a few days rest.

Then we begin our progress towards the final showdown.

"Come on, it's rude from now on. Enjoy yourselves."

Many dishes arranged in a large large conference room, even this.

A bunch of alcohol.

I wonder if I can consume it overnight.

The words of the deputy dragon chief are over. No, they all arrived at the food and booze.

There is no difference between rank, job title, or skilled recruits there.

Like the deputy dragon chief said, it's rude from here.

All I have here is a comrade going to the dead line with me. We are all equal.