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Chapter 132 – He Who Can Communicate With Dragons
As I was treating the teary-eyed Grande papa, whose jaw had been broken by Grande mama, Sylphy arrived with Elven soldiers in tow. She stopped the soldiers and approached by herself.
“I’ve been preparing the forces just in case, but it doesn’t seem to be a problem. What’s wrong with that dragon?”
“That’s Papa Dragon, who was punished by Grande’s Mama Dragon for wasting food. By the way, that dragon over there is Grande’s Mama Dragon, the one over there gobbling up hamburgers is Grande’s Brother Dragon A, and the one with his head stuck in a liquor barrel is Grande’s Brother Dragon B.”
“A and B…? Oh well. These dragons aren’t here to burn down the Elven village or anything, are they?”
“No, not at all. It’s just that Grande papa was being overprotective and came to complain to me. Grande mama probably came along as a chaperone to make sure Grande papa didn’t overdo it. As for the brother A and B, as you can see, I think they were attracted by the burgers and drinks that Grande told them about.”
“Okay, I’ll go tell everyone that.”
Sylphy turned on her heel and headed back towards the Elven soldiers. After that, Grande’s mama squealed at the sight of her.
“Is that your mating partner?”
“Yes. Isn’t she beautiful?”
“I don’t understand the beauty and ugliness of the human race. But she looks strong.”
“Sylphy’s strong and beautiful. She’s the best.”
“What about Grande?”
“What about Grande?”
Grande mama asked me the same question twice and stared down at me. What the hell is this? What am I supposed to do?
“Grande is pretty, I think?”
“Yes, Grande is pretty. And?”
“What do you want me to do? Her body size and race are too different from mine, so there’s nothing I can do.”
Even though I have a relatively wide strike zone, it’s impossible. If I were a woman and Grande was a male, there might be a chance…? If that’s the case, I’d say no thanks to anything like those of the mystery books.
“Isn’t there anything you can do regarding it?”
“I can’t do anything about it.”
Then please don’t push me.
“It can’t be helped…”
Grande mama gives up on me with a sigh through her nose. I thought the sigh would blow me away.
Grande is not like that. She’s a pet that soothes. I hope she will always be like that.
“Somehow… I’m sorry about that, Kosuke.”
Grande speaks softly to me after being released from Grande mama.
“Don’t worry about it… They’re just excited about Grande’s return.”
“Umu… I’ve only heard of such a relationship between a human and a dragon in legends.”
“I’m rather surprised there are legends of such a relationship…”
“I’ve heard of legends of a male dragon who fell in love with a human girl, transformed himself into a human, and married her.”
Oh, that sounds like a very common story. Isn’t there such a thing in Japanese folktales? It’s like a water dragon version of “The Gratitude of the Crane.”
“Can dragons transform into humans?”
“I’ve never heard of it except in legends.”
In other words, there was no flag for Grande’s transformation into a dragon girl. She has horns on her head, wings on her back, a thick tail, scales and claws on her hands and feet, but a beautiful face! I’d love it if she had a beautiful face!
No matter how cute the gestures and accuracy are, it’s just too much to ask a Diablos-like dragon. Yeah.
“But wait…? If I could be the size of a human, wouldn’t I be able to eat a lot more hamburgers and hot cakes…?”
Grande, who is loyal to her appetite, began to plot humanization for some silly reason. No, if you become as big as a human, your stomach will probably be smaller as well, so you’ll only be able to eat a reasonable amount.
“I’ll feed you well even if you’re still in dragon form. Just don’t let it bother you.”
Grande tilted her head in an unconvincing manner.
Well, in the first place, my capacity was already packed with Sylphy, Isla, and the Harpies. I’ve been in a bit of a pinch with Melty joining the fray, and the addition of Grande as a dragon girl is completely overkill. Even Ellen was going to join them in the future.
After providing food and drinks to the healed Grande papa, I asked the dragons to leave. Grande mama left some of her husband’s and sons’ scales as a gratitude for the delicious meal, so I guess it’s a positive balance, huh?
Eh? How did she get the scales, you ask? Well, she used her claws to peel off the scales and gave them to me. I think the male dragons looked teary-eyed, but I’m sure it was just my imagination.
As an apology for disturbing the village, I also gave some of the scales to the Elven village, and the Elven blacksmiths and artisans were dazzled. It seems that dragon scales are a precious commodity that is coveted everywhere.
And on the way back to Sylphy’s house… for some reason, the Elves seem to be treating me better.
Whenever I was walking along with Sylphy, they basically didn’t talk to me as they did to Sylphy, but now they talk to me as well. Also, the way they treated me seemed to be more polite. I don’t know if I should say that they were paying attention to me.
I felt that way, so I asked Sylphy about it.
“You were not afraid to deal with five dragons, appease the angry ones, heal the injured ones with your own hands, and even though you didn’t beat them up, they offered their scales to you. The entire Elven village saw it with their own eyes. Even the most stubborn Elves can’t help but be impressed by you when they see that.”
Seeing the reaction of the Elves, Sylphy was in an excellent mood. It seems that she is pleased that the Elves have taken notice of me as a dragon rider and as someone who can communicate with dragons.
She sat on her usual rattan couch with a wooden cup of honey wine in her hand and kept smiling.
“Have you changed your mind about me too, Sylphy?”
“I don’t think I need to reevaluate my opinion of Kosuke. You are my best partner, after all. Yet, I have fallen in love with you all over again.”
“I’m embarrassed to hear you say that directly to my face.”
“That’s all I can say. Kosuke is my proudest partner.”
I didn’t expect to be praised by Sylphy just for feeding the dragons and talking to them for a while.
But it was dangerous to think about it, wasn’t it? Grande papa was pretty furious.
If he had suddenly attacked me, I would have been prepared to survive the blow. I always had a batch of stone blocks on standby!
I knew that it would basically attack from the front or the side, whether it was a bite, a tail attack, a breath attack, or a headbutt. If I could survive one blow, I could escape or further fortify my defense. If I could defend myself well, I could probably fight back.
In other words, as long as I survived, I could do something. I think I can compete with Sylphy and Melty when it comes to the ability to survive. I can even handle an angry Grande papa, after all.
“Now that we’re done for the day, what should we do tomorrow?”
“Well… lazing around at home is fine, but how about letting Grande show us around the depths of the Black Forest?”
“Oh, that sounds interesting. It would be a bit of an adventure.”
“The depths of the Black Forest are unknown and unexplored. I bet we’ll see some rare plants and animals, monsters, and spectacular natural scenery.”
“That sounds good. In that case, we’d better get ready for tomorrow.”
“What do you mean by preparation? It’s all in your inventory, isn’t it?”
“That’s true. I’ve brought my leather armor, and my weapons should be no problem either.”
The leather armor and iron helmet I made in the basement of Merinesburg are carefully stored in my inventory. As for weapons, the assault rifle is a good choice. The ammunition for the assault rifle has been replenished since I returned to Erichburg, and I’ve also collected other prototype weapons. Some of them have been taken apart for research… Good grief, the research and development department is a greedy bunch.
“So, tomorrow, we’ll have a tour of the Black Forest with Grande.”
“If only Grande would come while the sun is still high.”
“Oh, yes. If that’s the case, I should have told her to come early tomorrow. Should I make a golem communicator for Grande…?”
Grande is surprisingly good with her hands. It might be a good idea to make it look like a wristwatch, with a belt that wraps around her front legs so that she can operate it with her hands.
As I was formulating a plan for a golem communication device for Grande, someone tugged at the hem of my shirt. Of course, the only person who would do such a thing in this place would be Sylphy.
When I turned my head to look at her, I saw that she looked a little pouting.
“It’s just the two of us now, I mean…”
“Do you want to flirt?”
“That kind of… Um, yeah.”
She was murderously cute as she blushed and muttered to herself at my straightforward statement.
If it’s what my master desires, then I will do so. I’m a loyal servant who adores my master, after all.