“That’s abrupt. Honestly, I thought we’d move on from the Red Dragon thing.”

Ein answers this, but the truth is, it must be one of the stories he most wanted to hear.

The other is, will the Red Dragon eat the Demon Stone and grow rapidly? That’s the question.

“From us, Red Dragon is a flying red lizard. Or maybe this one’s more interested?

“… I have a lot to think about, but I’m more interested in Black Dragon”

In the end I wanted to know about the unknown Black Dragon.

Red Dragon has never fought either, but still, there is a past where Sylvia has been lightly defeated.

This means that even Ain can handle it.

– Ein and Chris sit back deep and calm their breathing almost simultaneously.

For a flash of chills, Chris looked out the window and there was a night view of the old King’s Capital that blew out abruptly.

“First of all… take a look at this”

Sylvia makes a black jaw emerge from the void.

Then, loosely from inside, her wand appeared, and eventually it stood still in the air and floated on the table.

“I don’t think I’ve seen it seriously, but this is my wand”

You’re right if you ask me, it’s only a big wand – I have the impression.

I think it’s a good opportunity to look at it, and the whole thing is black, and then it’s a verse like a tree branch.

But that’s all. I didn’t hold any more special feelings and didn’t feel like I did when I saw Cain’s Great Sword.

“This wand didn’t do anything special. I used to get it in the west (,,,) of this continent, and it’s been like this since I picked it up.”

“So you’re not machining it like that.”

“Yep. I think I cleaned the surface.”

Why now? I was not surprised to see the wand, but Ain’t never been bad at guessing either.

Sometimes it depends on time and in some cases on emotion, but now it’s only calm.

Just looking quietly at the wand, it came to the same feeling when I saw the sea dragon bones.

“- Could it be made of that wand, black dragon bone…? No, is it the bone itself?

Did you imagine, as well, that Chris nods small as he faces haphazardly.

Place about a few breaths, Sylvia returns the answer, albeit vague.

“Probably. But rather than bones… horns, maybe?

“… I can’t believe it was a native demon prop… it’s the first time I’ve seen it too”

Unexpectedly, Chris also leaked surprise words.

“Hehe, is it? I think you’re still in King Heim’s capital, Ein.”

Ain’t laughing like trouble while I’m talking about myself.

But when I hear that, should I burn it if I don’t need it?

Sooner or later, I decided to consult Warren and Krone in my heart.

“So why did I think of this as the Black Dragon’s Horn? I’ve heard that the Black Dragon is a monster close to me.”

It belongs to the dragon species, but the root of its power is considered magic.

Also, the proximity nature is for another reason…

“It is first the Demon Stone that demons accumulate their magic power. After that, even the areas used to attack and the hardest and safest places in the body have a fixed price.”

“For the Black Dragon, that part falls under the horn.”

“Yep. Except for sea dragons again, because many dragon species have the most robust horns.”

So now I know why that’s the corner.

All that remains is for what reason could it be determined that the Black Dragon is.

“At the end of the day, I’m talking about how you found out it was Black Dragon. This wand went too well with me. Is that why?”

“… what does that mean?

“Hehe. When it comes to a cane that goes well with me in the undead, it has to be from the undead, too.”

“Is that Black Dragon an undead?”

“The Black Dragon is the only undead of the dragon species – I heard that from someone who was also a teacher. Well, when I grew up, she (,) disappeared…”

Again, why does she always say things that bother her her?

Elderlich Sylvia. I can’t help but wonder what her teacher is.

– But for now, it’s from Black Dragon.

“Shall I return to it? What I wanted to tell you was that Black Dragon is a troublesome existence. ‘Cause I haven’t seen any more material in my journey for over a thousand years.”

“If you change your mind… do you mean strong?

Seeing Cochri and her snort, Chris and Ain stiffened their expressions face-to-face.

But a thousand years is an amazing history.

“Did Mr. Sylvia know about the inheritance?” Immersed in gold, the Red Dragon will dye the heavens black and sublime to the Black Dragon. “

“Of course. ‘Cause that’s what I taught you, Marr. The truth is, after that, I’m going to dedicate the power of the war victims… Oh, I’ve heard this from my master, too.”

“… Ah, yes. Was it?”

I’m not surprised anymore. Even more so now that Sylvia has a lot of history.

The red balls of the earth are bright, but they must not seem to be on edge.

“Sublime to Black Dragon. No, you should say it evolves. It is the Red Dragon, whose melted gold has turned into a water that houses magic, and whose water frees him from a cage called flesh -“

“Black Dragon, do you mean? Nevertheless, Mr. Sylvia’s master knew that very well.”

Nodding back, Sylvia keeps her words to her nostalgia.

“I don’t know if it’s true, but when cleaning the continent, you said you only defeated Black Dragon once. Maybe the original owner of this wand is the black dragon my master defeated.”

“Looks more like an amazing master than I imagined…”

Think about it, there can’t be a very common Sylvia teacher.

Conversely, I felt tighter pushing through this.

“Chris told me, but you’re also concerned that the Red Dragon will grow up, aren’t you?

“Yes, I do, actually.”

“Give up. ‘Cause there’s nothing I can do to stop that.”

Again, I half-anticipated but dropped my shoulder.

It’s too easy to collect demon stones.

It’s almost impossible to regulate sales in stores, and it feels like…

“It’ll take at least a few months to grow up. What’s realistic is that in the meantime, we’re going to set some eyes on it and unleash a chase.”

“Yes, but I haven’t grabbed my footsteps…”

I also want to let go of my chaser as Ain.

Her advice is fine, but I don’t have enough information to do it.

“No. We’ve got a final destination. Because only some parts of the world now have lava.”

“Is it lava?

“The same place I picked up this wand, on the west side of the continent.”

“Lady Ain! In the story Lord Shearton said…!

Chris remembered the conversation the other day.

“Mr. Shearling? Mr. Shearling…… ahhh!

It’s his words that I remember. ‘Like an idiot, there used to be a giant volcano on the west side…’ he said. So with the remnants, there are gems buried in the ground. “

At this moment, Sylvia’s words and stories were connected.

And Shearling didn’t say, but Sylvia said the lava was still asleep.

“So, but! The reason we shouldn’t have lava…”

“There’s no other place where you can melt gold like a mountain, where you can keep it cool? You can’t do anything magically, you can’t do anything by yourself.”

“Well… so the lava…”

Only one spot, but a cautious spot could be identified.

This alone is worth asking under Sylvia.

With the light born, the brightness finally returns to Ain’s face as well.

“The lava in that land is special. There used to be a lot of volcanoes, but there’s nowhere hotter than there.”

Perhaps exposing that lava should also be a struggle.

Even the robes of the Dragon Faith cannot be all this.

“But Dear Ein. I think there is still a chance that the goal has been achieved with the revival of Red Dragon…”

The robes did their job purely for the Red Dragon Faith.

Black Dragon is a possibility of bravery by Ain and others.

“Yeah. It might be possible, but”

“Oh… I don’t think that’s possible, Mr. Chris.”

Sylvia grinned bitterly and suddenly stroked Chris’ head.

Chris opens his mouth and looks at her in contrast to a gentle gesture.

“The men in the robes tried to take away your sword, Ain’t they?

“Yes. I left a message, but that happened.”

“… Chris. Please, don’t be unfaithful.”

Because the outfit is different than usual, rather than Rin, its somewhat adorable.

But from Ain, I just laugh bitterly.

“I think I just told you, I’m offering the power of the warring deceased… there’s something about that. They knew that, Ain’t they trying to get your sword?”

Tsuji fits.

I’m not hiding anything from living room armor material.

Reasons not to target Cain or Sylvia also make sense from past Demon King disturbances.

What a strong undead it is to make you give your strength.

(Leonard said… he said there’s something else the ritual needs. That’s the deceased from the war…… you mean the undead material)

Many connected stories in this story.

In earnest, I’m guessing you’re trying to summon the existence of Black Dragon.

What was left was the purpose of the Dragon Faith people,

(You can’t possibly understand this, and now you just have to think about stopping that purpose)

Instead, if I could stop it, I wouldn’t be interested in the motives in it.

I’m overstating that I’m not interested, but above all, I’m not wearing the wrong thing.

Convinced of many things, Ain stands up abruptly.

“Sorry, I’ve got a few things to think about, so I’m going to sort things out in my head at last”

“Yeah, you’ve talked a lot. Shall we take a break?”

“Dear Ein…?

What’s the matter with you? Smiling at Chris, who looked anxiously at him, he left the room once with his legs intact.

She was bewildered by the sudden events, but where someone was, she didn’t feel calmly contemplated plundering the back of her brain.

– The corridor of Demon King Castle is dim and somewhat creepy, but I’m happy with its calm now.

“… the purpose was unknown, but Red Dragon went for a hidden dungeon…”

Its purpose is not even understood by Sylvia, who defeated the Red Dragon at the time.

But as he listened, Ain was getting to a certain clue.

This is a story that only Ain can know and I am confident that no one else will ever know.

“I heard it in the King’s Capital before, but is the hidden dungeon a story about God living in… Huh”

No way. It was half-heartedly, but when I pushed my forehead against the cold window, the wonder and its hypothesis felt right.

“Let’s say, for example, that Red Dragon had a grudge against the person who defeated Black Dragon and acted to clear up that grudge”

I don’t know if Red Dragon has companionship, but it’s only a hypothesis.

I used the material from the Divine Hidden Dungeon for the laboratory in order to give the Red Dragon spiritual stimulation – even with such a fluffy reason, it sticks.

Inside, even though I don’t think such spiritual stimulation is possible, Ain’t even right now.

“The person to clear up the resentment. The place was that dungeon…?

But as it stands, we may be in a hidden dungeon, and there is only one person who is supposed to be.

Yes, a being called God……. in addition to

“It was Mr. Sylvia’s master who defeated Black Dragon before. So, being able to serve as a master of being like Mr. Sylvia (,) ……”

Sylvia described her teacher as her. I mean, the teacher was a woman.

I think we broke up a lot of time ago…

“- Mr. Sylvia’s master is that Lori goddess…”

When I was cleaning the continent, Sylvia said.

In the first place, it can’t be normal for anyone to try to do that.

“It’s too tight…… ha. Can I ask you something? No, I’m listening. That’s a little…”

What doesn’t boil down is confusion about feeling the presence of God nearby.

Assuming he sits in the back of the dungeon, Ain’t gonna want to go see him.

That’s true in self-defense, but I didn’t feel like I should ask cheaply.

– but it is a dubious story in various respects.

But when I thought about God, I felt so calm about a lot of things.

Today’s self is full of laughter… and Ein spilled a natural and bitter laugh.

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… By the way, the place changed. In the room after Ain left, Chris had just asked about Sylvia’s master.

She was also concerned about a woman named Sylvia.

“I wasn’t sure how old I was, was I?

“Yep. The teacher was about the same as or smaller than Archet. I guess all I know is that she’s a woman and a much more skilled magician than I am.”

What a strange being.

Chris, who was making his eyes black and white, was surprised to hear that he was more than Sylvia’s magical user.

“That land. The Dungeon taught us that the house of God is also his master. I still don’t know how you know that.”

“… I’d love to see you, too. To Master Sylvia.”

I guess the wisdom and doings her teacher has is talking about an area where her imagination can’t keep up.

I couldn’t stop being interested in a respectable woman even if I was just asking.

“They took care of me when I was a body that couldn’t do anything. So, I’d love to see you again too, but where were you really… by the way, could I have helped both of you?

“Yes! That should already please Ein……!

“Hehe. That’s good.”

That’s what Sylvia said, suddenly removing an envelope from between her breasts.

Where did you get that stuff from… Chris is confused, but Sylvia has handed it over like she noticed something.

“Is this an invitation? Count Riselle’s throwing a party. Yes, but if it’s all right with you, why don’t you go instead?

She said she didn’t feel comfortable attending the party.

I want to thank you for your cooperation. And Sylvia told Chris to tell Ain.

My plans are stuck, but I can’t afford not to thank you.

Eventually, I decided to talk to Ain later and missed the letter I received.

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