Chapter 88. The more the better (5),


    it is a Kalian that cannot survive without being taken away.


    “Honestly, I originally thought I would lose, so I was going to just give up without receiving an apology, but the situation has changed, so I won’t let go.”


    “Are you sure you decided to defeat me?”


    “Actually, I don’t like losing. Because I don’t like being taken away.”


    He was the one who, without hesitation, gave away an enormous amount of unearned ie, which could easily have been used to buy a building on Naerancha Street, at the gambling house where he went to rescue Kyrie, but in the end, he only got back the 5 florins, which were the entrance fee and the principal.


    He was so bewildered by Danu’s actions that he took away the peas he had been growing well in an instant, and forgetting that thanks to Danu, Lemaine would not have to worry about a bad harvest whether there was a drought or a flood in Kairis, he threw his life away. It’s a person.


    That’s because Kalian can’t live with losing.


    Kalian is someone who can’t live with losing, so he hates losing.


    In the end, he was unable to ovee Den and lost the Blue Warbler. In the end, they were unable to defeat Vulkan, so they chased Kyrie and turned to Secretia for the axis of time. Thus, Bern was eventually taken away.


    “I can’t survive losing.”


    If I lost, I was taken away, and if I was taken away, I couldn’t survive.


    I literally couldn’t survive.


    That’s why I hate it.


    “If you apologize, I will respond nicely and kindly.”


    “Apology? Does this mean you have gained some confidence?”


    “There was always a ce for trust. It has only increased.”


    “You speak really well.”


    “Good job. He’s someone’s son.”


    I feel jealous again when I think about how they tricked me into bringing a tired person under the guise of giving them a ce to rest.


    “You don’t drag a passing dog like that. But you dragged me that way.”


    The more I think about it, the more shameful it is.


    Maybe it would have been better to lure them in by giving them meat.


    “Why don’t you hide your words, little bastard?”


    “What can a small bastard say to a big bastard who doesn’t care about the means or methods?”


    Arnaizel looked surprised at this response, and ntz looked at the high ceiling. And n immediately wrapped his shield around himself and was fully prepared to block Calian.


    Only then did Calian realize his harsh words and took care not to show his expression of regret.


    Oh right. You should use kind words.


    There were peas, by the way.


    while doing.


    “…… young.”


    Oh my, I’ve lived too long.


    Cylestian made exactly this kind of expression. After changing into human form, the expression is clearly visible. It means that she looks a lot like Adelia.


    In any case, Cylestian feels just as unfair.


    From Calian’s point of view, he was saying that Silestian had made a mistake, but looking at his position differently, Silestian also had a lot to say.


    “Do I look human because I’m wearing a human tail?”


    “If you looked like a human, would I have saved you?”


    I mean, take a look at that attitude.


    In the cracked and tattered continent of Cysstera, it doesn’t take much to say that there are dragons. Even so, the majority live without revealing their true selves to humans. Whether they stay in their nests or spend leisurely fun pretending to be humans, elves, or mermaids, they live without much noise.


    So, that person may have forgotten who he is standing in front of right now. You can demand human standards from yourself without realizing it.


    I know that. No matter what, I have lived enough days to not forget that much.


    “You…”


    But no matter what, it’s still like that.


    What are your speaking habits?


    – Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, don’t be angry, Silestian. You can’t be angry. I think you made the mistake first. And you kept talking. If you touch that person, you’ll be in big trouble. You know what happened to the Sernavians who killed the descendants of the Sispanians. You know that no one but a human will ever understand anything that touches their blood.


    Arnaizel’s urgent voice reached Silestian. Cylestian, who had been looking around the nest that had been so cozy just a little while ago for a long time while listening to those words that seemed like he had heard them a hundred times since he met Arnaisel a little while ago, answered Arnaisel.


    – I’m not angry. How can I get angry in front of you? I hate it when the great desert floods because it gets soggy.


    When on earth is that young sea dragon going to grow up and rule over that damn rain? Silestian let out a long sigh, as if counting the distant future, and continued.


    – I’m not afraid of Cispanians.


    – Be scared. You want me to pay some? Why aren’t you scared of Sispanians, who I’m scared of too?


    Silestian’s eyes moved at these words.


    – I am different from other dragons and you, so I am not afraid of Sispanians.


    Not the pale-faced young guy who suddenly came and was staring at the top of Celestian’s golden head without saying a word. Not even the little guy with red eyes and an even whiterplexion who is covering that white guy. Another guy stands again blocking the two gray guys and dares to raise his head in front of the dragon. I looked at the younger guy whose unusual hair color I was very familiar with.


    I was staring at that hair endlessly.


    I looked at it like that for a while.


    – I only hear resentment.


    I answered.


    “Okay. I’m sorry. Are you okay? Little guy.”


    After that, I ended up apologizing to the little guy with ck hair and red eyes who seemed to want to reveal whose bloodline I was, who was growling that he would ept an apology at all costs.


    Cylestian turned his head while Arneizel, who saw this, let out air instead of air bubbles with a happy face.


    “Reap it when it blooms. It tickles.”


    The teacher and the disciple. A person who makes sure that little guy knows who he inherited his temper from. I looked at the fire mage whose temper was as bad as Silestian himself.


    “n Manasil. Don’t you say hello? Why don’t you get old? Isn’t it time for you to die?”


    And asked.


    The archmage who heard theint responded.


    “The day when I die of old age will nevere.”


    Cylestian’s face frowned.


    No matter how you heard it, it wasn’t a greeting.


    * * *


    He is so reticent.


    I don’t avoid talking, but I also don’t enjoy unnecessary noise. If I were topare bustle and silence, I would naturally choose thetter.


    So there was no reason for Randel or Kirie to find this situation particrly awkward. But unfortunately, it wasn’t the other one who was with him.


    – Multi-faceted, multi-faceted!


    Dmirea, no, riding on Dmirea’s giant horse. Siona, who was disguised as Demirea, was a little different. He wasn’t the type of person who liked noise, but that didn’t mean he was the kind of person who didn’t want to choose silence.


    In one word, it means that your mouth is itching.


    “How much further do we have to go?”


    Are you aware that this is already the fourth question?


    As soon as I pass the wheat fields filled with golden waves and pass another small vige with wide vineyards covered in green leaves, a question is asked.


    “There is still a long time left.”


    Nevertheless, Kirie answered consistently.


    He then looked at Randel’s pale emerald head, who was silently moving forward, and continued speaking.


    “I haven’t been there either. From what I heard, there is a distance between the moving magic circle and Spirit Siegfried.”


    This means it takes a full day.


    The moving magic circle heading towards Siegfried Territory is located one day away from Siegfried Territory. To be precise, he did it for yman, who did not fully trust the third prince, Calian, out of concern that he might use it to harm the Sispaniannd.


    This was possible because Whitlin, which has a moving magic circle at very close range, is literally Whitlin, and Shurinz is Shurinz. Aren’t they ces that follow Calian and Lemain respectively?


    Since the moving magic circle was built long before the rtionship between Calian and Randel became as close as it is now, it was inevitable that the Fabian Lord Castle and the moving magic circle would have been ced far apart.


    “There will be small viges and forests like this along the way, but I think it would be better to camp.”


    Kirie, who happened to be the one who went to the front because she was quiet, spoke moderately, and was moderately sociable, added. Siona then looked a little disappointed at not being able to eat proper meat food, and Randel nodded.


    I guess that’s because I don’t want my identity to be revealed.


    Otherwise, it was because he was worried that he might get caught up in an unnecessary fight before reaching the lord’s castle.


    “Since you are angry with the Crown Prince, wouldn’t it be better to not meet as many people as possible in Fabian?”


    But Kirie added this.


    The implications are somewhat prescient. It urred to me that it might not just be to avoid unnecessary fights or to prevent Fabian from knowing about the three’s visit in advance.


    “Are you saying that the people here won’t like my appearance?”


    “That’s right. You’ve already seen it in Whitlin. There is no reason for the people here to wee the Crown Prince.”


    Calian’s loyal knight, who did not know how to turn his horse around, answered without hesitation.


    “Now I finally understand why the second child entrusted this task to me.”


    “Were there any other reasons?”


    “If it were me, I wouldn’t get in trouble even if someone gave me poison.”


    Not only that.


    I also learned exactly why Siona was made to imitate Demirea and apany her, ‘in reality, there was no need to follow Siegfried in person.’


    The influence of Siegfried’s Duke would be much greater than that of Siona Hill, who was not only a little known among sword masters but was also an elf. No one would think of harming the crown prince with Siegfried’s little elephant around. Nevertheless, even if poison is given to him by chance, Randel will be safe.


    Wouldn’t it be the same as Whitlin? It is clear that Fabian will not wee ‘nz Rune Kyris’ who came to their territory alone.


    Kirie, who knew better than anyone else how much she was hated, responded to nz’s n a long timeter.


    “If anything urgentes up, please call me. I also listen to Lord Hill’s voice well.”


    “Don’t do that.”


    “Unless that is the case, remove your disguise.”


    “okay.”


    After a short answer, there is silence.


    “You’re always calm. It’s not that you’re not worried about your youngest, but you’re worried about me.”


    Suddenly, I heard these words from Randel.


    It was directed at Kirie, who is a year older than me.


    Kirie turned her head at the unexpected sound. And while I was thinking about how to respond to what I had just heard, a voice came from the person who had been listening to their conversation until now.


    “of course.”


    It was Siona.


    “This is a kid who lives by protecting his younger brother from a ce where he would die immediately if he didn’te to his senses.”


    “Is that so?”


    “Yes. So, just because my master disappeared for a moment, I’m not someone who can’t take immediate action.”


    Siona said with a look on her face as if she had received apliment. I looked with sincere pride at my ‘dead friend’s son’ who had grown up so well without even helping me.


    “1st Prince, I don’t think it’s any different for you. No, no. I was born and raised in a ce where you won’t starve, so it must be different. But other than being morefortable, it’s no different.”


    Randel turned his head.


    He looked at the face of the Duke, who had always been quiet and polite, and whose speaking style did not match his face, and slowly opened his mouth.


    “Your words will be a great disservice to this man.


    “I have never lived that way.” If nz had heard this, he would have doubted his ears. Would it be any different if he was Kalian? He must have said, “Excuse me,” and tapped both ears with his pretty hands. But


    Kirie didn’t do that. She didn’t think of teasing or being surprised that Randel had changed so much. She didn’t even feel sad or sad that she had to say such a thing now. She just put her hand on Iris’ saddle without saying a word.


    Instead, Siona, who was on the other side of Randel with Kirie in the middle, answered again.


    “Then you can live without being rude from now on.” “


    You thought it was a simple thing?”


    “If you knew it was rude, you would also know how not to be rude. is not it. If you know, you just have to change your mind and live ording to what you have learned. Is there anything simpler than that?


    Is there anything simpler than that?


    Randel, who was thinking, raised his light green eyes.


    Things greener than those eyes are blooming all over, the wind is blowing, and there is still time to go. There is a long way to go, but I quietly looked ahead and said,


    “Okay. I guess so.”


    I answered.


    * * *


    I knew that my dad was a scary person.


    Now I know that my dad was an incredibly scary person.


    “Ask me any questions you have. Stop harassing my student.”


    I knew that their father was a great person.


    Now I know that their father was an incredibly great person.


    “Are you correct in saying that they are using Harpies as they please?”


    “You are saying that you don’t trust my student now. Is it?”


    “Aren’t you just confirming?”


    “Doesn’t this mean you’re suspicious?”


    A peaceful conversation between a golden dragon called the madman of the great desert and an enormous archmage who is also a descendant of the man who took away the harpy that the dragon cherished. Started.


    – Shoot!


    A huge sound of rain continued to be heard outside the huge cavity brightly lit with white mes.


    “Are you okay? If you’re scared, should I take you to a ce where I can’t see them?”


    Since there’s an oasis anyway, it won’t be a big problem if it rains for a few hours, so the sea dragon sits down and asks how I’m doing, saying I’ll go with him for a while. “I don’t like getting rained on.” ”


    Ah


    . that’s right. “I said I didn’t like it.”


    That sea dragon is very forgetful.


    A young sea dragon that doesn’t know how to forget, but is very forgetful, and a crazy dragon from the great desert who is older and bigger than the young sea dragon and seems to listen obediently to what the sea dragon says, and that crazy dragon already. The person who was looking around at the human archmage, who seemed to have been at great distances at least once, quietly opened his mouth.


    “Kalian.”


    He called out to the guy who seemed to want to disappear somewhere even if his leash was tightened like that.


    “Yes.”


    “Now. ”


    “Are you going to sleep now?”


    “I will. “It’s already like a dream.”


    Why can’t I sleep when I’m sitting in a huddle in the middle of a scene that seems like I’m already in a dream?


    “Sleep.”


    “I’m not sleeping.”


    “Why.”


    That’s because.


    Apparently, among the people gathered here, the only one who is rational is the one. I guess I’m the only one.


    Calian let out a long sigh at this thought and looked ahead. He said he didn’t even think about raising his head in front of Cispanian, but he looked at n, who was sitting there ready to hit Cylestian’s head at any moment, and opened his mouth. “ It


    ’s strange.”


    “What is it?”


    “I keep seeing peopleing in front of me.” “


    I guess they brought in n Manasil as their teacher to put them on their backs.” “


    Well. “That’s right.”


    Calian answered and smiled, and saw n’s back.


    “Adelia… I heard that Eisen Dinahan promised to investigate the harpy. Didn’t you know that?”


    “I heard this time.”


    n asked and Cylestian answered.


    “Then what are you more curious about?”


    “Young one. What I’m curious about is.”


    Silestian paused before asking and looked at n. More precisely, he looked at the hair. “… That’s what it looks like.


    ”


    He opens his mouth again, but then stops again.


    It doesn’t continue.


    This time. n closed his mouth.


    “No.”


    Calian answered for him.


    Cylestian’s golden eyes turned to Calian.


    “None of the harpies I’ve ever met had hair the color of Master,”


    Calian added.


    Manasil. Thest harpy who was said to have been killed by someone who used the castle. I guess the reason Silestian was angry at the death of that harpy was not simply because he cared for the harpies. Perhaps it was because he cared for ‘that harpy.’ That’s what I


    thought


    .


    “then. The harpies are mute and unafraid… is that what you said?”


    Cylestian asked.


    Calian nodded.


    – Rumble!


    The cavity rings again.


    Crackling.


    Arneizel is of the nts. I tapped his shoulder a few times. Then I saw ntz’s expression return. It seems Arnaizel blocked Cylestian’s peer. Calian, who was worried that the peas would wilt again, smiled slightly. “I’m going to Tensil.


    ”


    But


    . At that time,


    Cylestian was heard saying,


    “I will kill them all.”