How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Chapter 514. The dragon brother and sister (3)

Delnef also followed her with a complicated gaze, and soon turned his head after becoming conscious of me.

[I won't think of it as a debt.]

“It doesn't matter. It's because I'm serious about drying it because it's ugly.”

When he said it was ugly, he had no other objection.

“so? Why were you doing that? Are you a brother and sister? is not it?”

At least in the end, Nerell was genuinely trying to knock Delnef down.

Me and Kania noona also had occasional disagreements in the past, but it wasn't to that extent.

Of course, in our case, we are not siblings.

can't compare

No matter how much brother and sister have a wriggling instinct to growl at each other, would they fight that much?

[It is true that they are siblings. Even if it looks like that.]

“Hmm, is that so? Well, it's time, so I'll listen to your complaints.”

I glanced around the room and asked.

“You're not going to tell me to listen to it with your bare mouth?”

[....wait. Let me get it.]

He doesn't ask what it means otherwise, whether he's quite used to the human way.

He's really fallen too.

Having provided the cause, I nodded my head alone.

After a while, what he brought with him was a giant dragon-sized bottle and goblet.

The bottle gave off a faintly strange smell, so it must be some kind of alcohol.

yes you know something

When you complain, you should bring it back!

Delneph used magic to make a separate glass my size, then magically transferred the contents to the glass and passed the glass to me.

And fill in your own and hand it over as it is.

When I put my mouth to the glass, the liquid with a strange texture, if I should say intense, passed over as if burning my throat.

“U91”

?1 ? ?

for a moment? How many degrees is this?

Wouldn't it be dangerous if you weren't as skilled as I am?

It's to the point that even us Dwarf blacksmiths can't stand it?

Frankly speaking, if you eat it, you will die.

“The taste is strange. I don't think it's something that's marketed to human society, right?”

[Dragon can't be drunk with the same mainstream as humans. They say it's a special drink that can be drunk even with our own tolerance... It's not something humans can eat.]

After drinking something that humans couldn't eat, I looked at him with dirty eyes.

“....hey.”

is this kid? Knowing that, hand it over to me without hesitation?

Before that, is this a metaphor for not seeing me as just a human being? What is it?

Well, I don't know what to do with this.

Actually, to me, ‘it's just a little unique?' It's only enough to get past it, though.

Still, it's not like you want to eat it twice.

Meanwhile, Delneph emptied his glass again.

Um, would you go hooking up like that?

It wasn't until the third glass was empty that Delnef finally brought up his story.

[...Nerell seems to think that my sister wants me to become a dragon enough to inherit her parents' achievements.]

“A feat? Come to think of it, did you say what your father's name was? It must have been a pretty strong dragon?”

When I saw you talking about pride, I thought it wasn't normal.

[He was a mighty dragon who was called the White Dragon Lord in the past.]

....You are actually a child of the same family, Mr. Hogu Dragon.

But why is it this shape?

In terms of human beings, could it be called the fall of the family?

“The White Dragon Lord? But Nerel...”

I blurted out the end of my words, remembering the color of Nerel's scales.

Something smells like dark home affairs!

[Don't get me wrong. We do not have the concept of marriage like you. That's why there are no moral restrictions like you in making eggs.]

You're very open-minded.

[We can't understand your way.]

Well, it's just a difference in basic consciousness.

For them, they take it for granted, and the way humans feel is strange.

The story leaked for a while.

Delnef returned to his original subject.

[If it's original... It's nothing to worry about.]

“It's original...

It's obvious that you care even if you look at it openly.

Come to think of it, when I asked him to guide me to this place at that time, he seemed a bit unsure.

I understand now.

“Is it because of Nerel?”

[Nerel is strong. Although they are only about 100 years old, he already showed talents comparable to most adult dragons from a young age.] “

Hmm. Actually, you showed it yourself with your body a while ago.”

[...Perhaps that guy will become a dragon that inherits his father's reputation in the future... But he doesn't seem to think so.]

“Hmm?”

[That guy seems to think that I'm worthy of following in my father's footsteps... Other guys do the same

.

]

I shook my head

[The only thing that looks like these scales. Even though her strength is stronger...]

“Then, I can't believe I didn't move...

[It was because I was uncomfortable face to face with those who had such expectations. And... I make a rare by myself and stay there. That side was comfortable for me.]

Now I see that he was a runaway.

What are you trying to do by attaching the property of running away to Hogu?

Apparently, dragons also have periods of stormy anger.

It was strange when you think about it.

Why does this guy endure the humiliation of being eaten in my city even though he has suffered internal injuries?

Everyone has their circumstances.

[...I thought that if you didn't follow me, you would naturally give up.]

“That's really difficult. So are humans. It's not going to be that simple.”

No pressure. honor.

They are really annoying.

I've seen them get tangled up in it many times so far and get tangled up.

“Look at the atmosphere. It looks like they're trying to raise you to be worthy of the successor?”

[...that's not even funny. Even now, Nerel's power is stronger. Even if I do get better... Then that guy should be the next one.

You can just forget about the nasty little brother who gets caught by humans.]

“Is that so?”

....I don't think there's anything to say about me, who casually handed over the throne to my older brother, saying it's annoying, Mr. Delnef.

I also have nothing to say because I have a three-year-old nose.

ahahahaha

I just shrugged it off and put the glass back to my mouth.

“Ugh.”

It's also not something people would say.

I didn't feel like drinking any more, so I threw it in moderation and got up.

I won't listen to other people's dragon family stories anymore.

Hmm... I'd rather cast Polymorph on the maid dragons.

Wouldn't it be okay if I made an excuse that this side was inconvenient because of the difference in size?

I think it would be better to try to seduce a dragon.

If you think about it, dragons are all handsome and beautiful, so that would be more constructive!

But for now, since I'm a worker in my city, I'll give you some special advice.

“. I have one piece of advice in particular, young Hogu Dragon.”

[What is it?]

Now they just stare at me to see if they don't want to argue.

“If you really want to say something, say it. And show me. You now are no different from a child who doesn't even talk to you and gets stuck with his back turned. stop whining You also need to know their circumstances. Don't just want to be understood.”

[...what do you know?]

“I heard from Edrels. They said they were attacked by some crazy guy about 100 years ago, so they had no time to pay attention to the outside world.”

[...]

Delneph fell silent. probably didn't know

Judging by her chilly demeanor earlier, Nerell probably had no intention of telling the story.

Anyway, humans and dragons are there.

“When I saw it, it wasn’t that the black man couldn’t communicate. If you have to look at it, the one who doesn't really communicate is... you?”

[.........]

Delnef was speechless.

Is it stabbed or not touched?

Well, that's not what I know.

“Anyway, I will stay for the next few days. So tie it up properly. And you decide whether to stay here or return to my city. I'm not going to say anything.”

Having said that, I left the room.

This is the problem with that hogu.

It's not my business to get involved.

After drawing a line just like that, I started thinking of ways to seduce the maid dragon.

* * *

As the sun rose the next day, as I had declared, I tried to tell Edrelth how to cure Al.

“I will forcibly advance the hatching period.”

Nothing much.

I'm just thinking of hatching an egg right here.

As I said this, Edrels, who had been listening while lying on his stomach, slowly raised his head.

[....Forcibly hatching them?]

“It's said like this, but in reality, it's probably true that it gives a strong stimulus to wake the eggs.”

If the condition of the egg I grasped is correct.

it will fit roughly

“In fact, the egg itself is already healed by the energy of the leyline. And I've grown quite a bit in the process.”

As an analogy, the tombstone filled with leyline energy is like an artificial incubator.

And the damaged eggs grew to some extent while being maintained with full energy in the incubator.

Not bad for an emergency measure.

But it can't come out of the egg.

It is because of lack of energy.

“A normal creature would have hatched with just that. I think it's probably because of the dragon's unique strength.”

If you compare it to a car, fuel economy is bad.

It lacks the decisive power to fully mature.

It's also very exquisite.

It's because it's damaged and life force continues to leak out.

In fact, even if you leave it as it is, it will hatch.

“If it continues that way, it will probably take two years even if it doesn’t hatch.”

Subtly takes time.

That, I guess, was probably his intention.

“It will hatch if left alone, but the problem is, what will happen in two years?”

At that time, it would be after he had finished his work on his own.

And I can't wait that long.

You know it's a blatant waste of time, right?

[...Then what should I do?]

“I told you? I will forcefully wake you up.”

It is intended to follow the way the leader of the Dark Church was resurrected before.

It's forcibly adding additional strength to speed up the timing.

[Isn't it dangerous?]

Edrells expressed his concern as if he were concerned.

First of all, it's like a grandson.

This attitude is also understandable.

i just say i'm fine

“Not even a chick. First of all, it's a dragon baby. Will that be enough to hatch?”

In reality, there is no chance of failure.

Let's not bother with that.

Anyway, if this didn't work out, I was thinking of putting my hands on that tombstone by force.

It's them who don't have a choice.

And I'm the one pushing it.

There's no reason why I should be crying.

[What are you going to do?]

“It's nothing. As I said, energy is lacking. And since the egg is being healed by the energy of the leyline, you can increase its healing power.”

For that reason, I took out paper and a pen and drew appropriately.

Then Edrels is shocked.

[…Could it be that you want to bake eggs?!

Are you insane!]

....This bastard's drawing skills!

You know what, but you do it on purpose.

Recently, I do this on purpose to enjoy the reaction of the other person.

But does this look like that?

Even though I practiced, it still looks like this.