"I'm too lazy to say it, go see for yourself."
Hearing Jona Velli's words, Friel closed her eyes.
And what was Ailar doing at this time?
She had already lowered her head, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.
"Is... is it really that bad?
"Wuwu~ But... but Big Brother Meserlis even... even praised me. Wuwuwu~""
Seeing her like this, Jona Velli showed a hint of pity again.
After all, she's just a child, right?
A seventy-plus-year-old child.
Yeah, exactly.
"Actually... it's alright, it's just that this of yours..."
Before Jona Velli could finish, Friel, who was beside her, opened her eyes.
She looked at Ailar with a complex gaze.
Look at what she saw?
What do you mean the Black Dragon King couldn't be operated because he wasn't an adult? Otherwise, the bashful...
...would have already been... with this kind of writing, it would be a wonder if she didn't get beaten by Sasha.
But speaking of Sasha, Friel looked at Ailar again.
"Hey, looking at you, you should be a Brass Dragon, right?"
Ailar raised her head slightly and nodded.
"Yeah, I'm a Brass Dragon."
"Oh, then it's not surprising. What's your name?"
Jona Velli, who was nearby, took over the conversation.
Although she wondered why this White Dragon said it wasn't surprising, Ailar still answered truthfully.
"Ailar, the Brass Dragon Ailar, the genius of our generation."
Saying so, Ailar raised her head, closed her eyes, and curled her lips, looking proud and waiting for praise.
If Gris were here and heard the name Ailar, he would definitely know that this was the Brass Dragon Sasha had often mentioned before.
"Just you? A genius? Then the Brass Dragons of your generation are really quite pathetic."
Saying so, Jona Velli held her head high and her chest out, her rear sticking up high, her dragon tail almost pointing to the sky, looking extremely proud.
"See that? I am the one-in-a-million genius."
This made Friel drool; her fiery red vertical pupils stared fixedly at Jona Velli's protruding rear, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Gulp—
'This delicacy, I want to eat it...'
Jona Velli naturally noticed Friel's aggressive gaze, but she was busy striking a pose and showing off, so she had no time to deal with Friel.
Ailar, on the other hand, had a look of disgust.
"Tch~ Just you? You're just a bit older, a bit better-looking, and a bit stronger than me, nothing to brag about."
Jona Velli felt hard—her fists were really getting hard.
Her actions always preceded her thoughts.
Just as she was about to throw a punch, Ailar spoke again.
"But, you are still pretty great, being able to flatten the Demon Race.
Although they aren't that powerful, they are still a bit troublesome to deal with."
Actually, the Metal Dragons had the idea of wiping out the Demon Race more than once before.
It's just that they didn't have a sufficient reason.
Because they just felt that the existence of such fellows made them uncomfortable; they felt the Demon Race was like a time bomb that might go crazy one day and start attacking other races.
But now, they were easily annihilated by three Chromatic Dragon, which indirectly solved a problem for the Metal Dragons, so Ailar had quite a good impression of the dragon Jona Velli.
Combined with frequently reading Friel's records about her, Ailar felt that the dragon Jona Velli was quite nice.
Hearing Ailar's words, Jona Velli gave a tsundere hmpf.
"Hmph! At least you're sensible. But annihilating that group of trashy bugs was just a trivial matter for me."
Ailar cursed inwardly. Should she say as expected of Chromatic Dragon? These guys' arrogance is all about the same; it's really annoying for a dragon.
Friel spoke up at this time.
"Ailar?"
Her words drew the attention of the two dragons. Just as they turned their heads, Friel leaned close to her cheek, her pupils narrowing.
Ailar felt uneasy being stared at, and her voice choked up a bit.
"W-what is it?"
Meanwhile, a White Dragon tail wrapped around Friel's waist and pulled her over.
Friel turned her head and met Jona Velli, who had her cheeks puffed out.
Amused, Friel still spoke up.
"Sorry, I forgot to consider your feelings just now."
Saying so, her red dragon tail lifted gently, patting Jona Velli's dragon tail soothingly.
"W-who said that? Hmph! You're just talking nonsense!"
Saying so, Jona Velli released her tail, crossed her arms, and turned her head away.
Friel felt helpless but mostly amused. She gave her a doting look and then turned her head back.
Only to see Ailar looking excited, as if she were eager to witness some drama.
Seeing the two dragons end their intimacy, Ailar felt a bit unsatisfied.
"Don't stop, keep going! This is just the beginning. Don't mind me, carry on, ideally right here on the spot..."
"What on earth are you blathering about!!!"
Jona Velli's face flushed red, steam puffed from her head, and she strode up to Ailar, poking her small head with a finger.
"As a True Dragon! How can you be so outspoken? You should be full of wisdom, so why is your head filled with nothing but dirty thoughts!!!"
Jona Velli's dragon heart throbbed, feeling extremely bashful.
In contrast, Friel had a "well done" look on her face.
"Alright, alright, why make things difficult for such a simple-minded, delicate, and cute little fellow?"
Friel placed a hand on Jona Velli's shoulder to calm her down.
Ailar also looked like "exactly, you're right."
Jona Velli was instantly choked up.
"You... you guys..."
"Hmph! A bunch of lewd insects with nothing but smut in their heads."
Friel looked at Ailar again, and this time, there was one less trace of sharpness in her eyes.
"Ailar, right? I want to know the real reason you left Dragon Island. I don't believe you just ran out after writing some random story."
Ailar was stunned, then stared at Friel in surprise.
'This Red Dragon's IQ is so high!'
"Don't try to deceive me. You know that True Dragons are extremely sensitive to lies and can easily detect them.
And you are not a Green Dragon, those masters of lying."
Friel continued, pressing her aggressively.
Ailar took a step back and swallowed hard.
"Actually... that really isn't the main reason.
And there's no harm in telling you the main reason, but you have to promise me first not to tell anyone else."
The two dragons glanced at each other, both seeing a look of craftiness in the other's eyes.
Then they turned their heads and nodded in unison.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, definitely."
Ailar looked at them suspiciously.
"I still don't quite trust you. How about you swear an oath using your true names, guaranteeing not to tell anyone."
This made the two dragons frown. If they swore by their true names, it wouldn't be under the jurisdiction of the god of contracts or the God of Oaths.
That would be directly transmitted to Tiamat and Bahamut.
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