Chapter 51 – 51 – Party People
“You know that story? Once you experience something stimulating, your expectations gradually rise.”
“Expectations?”
“For example, when you read a novel, whether you enjoyed it or not, you hope that the author will create a better story next time. After listening to a great song by a wandering singer, the next time you meet that singer only makes similar songs. “I become secretly dissatisfied.”
“After spending one night with a hot guy, do you want to harass that bastard for two days?”
Eshen smiled slyly and glanced at me. I got used to it and didn’t react at all. As I said, isn’t this a typical example of a case where expectations have gone out of fashion?
Eshen pouted, and Nidrogar pointed as if he was making a good point.
“It’s a shallow analogy, but it’s accurate. Most of us live with the identity of a homo sapien-type species like humans or elves, but we live much longer than humans and cannot blend in with nature like elves. So, like ordinary people, our pleasure threshold gradually rises. “Things repeat themselves for hundreds of years, so dragons are basically hedonists.”
“So that’s it.”
“That’s why.”
Nidroga nodded his head. And he looked away slightly, as if feeling sorry.
We, who had become a bunch of rainbow-colored mummies entangled in the party sparkler ribbons, also nodded.
Unfortunately, cream poured from Villena’s head, which was covered in cake.
“That explains a lot about what we went through.”
The ‘Dragon’s Nest’ was not just a simple home or a colony of large animals.
That is Lord’s residence. It is the center of dragon society, and a place where the strongest creatures decide the fate of the world.
And it was the ultimate recreation and entertainment facility, fully operational 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, 100 years a century, where dragons from all over the world gathered to enjoy it.
“Sounds like home.”
It all started with a gathering of dragons who lived in hiding among people in ancient times, organized by the threat of the Demon King who descended on this world.
The first ‘Dragon Lord’ in history elected at that meeting, or ‘the lord of the mightiest men in the world’ as Captain Tomko spoke on the beach, is said to have brilliantly led the dragons in battle and achieved victory alongside the human kings.
When the Demon King was sealed with the warriors’ holy sword, and peace once again came to the world. At the time, Lord believed that he did not know when this threat would resurface and that he needed to come up with a plan to deal with it.
Among the many ideas, the most urgent task is to create a decision-making mechanism that will move the most powerful creatures, the compatriots.
Therefore, the Dragon Lord suggested that they meet periodically in one place. Just like they first got together and pulled out the rod. So that we can exchange news with each other, share knowledge, discuss important matters and move together.
However, the dragons mostly just expressed disgust, saying, ‘Are you tired of the arm banding?’ There were two reasons for this. The first reason is that dragons are initially territorial animals like bears and tigers. Therefore, they feel uncomfortable when people of their own species other than their mates and children come around them, as if someone is putting their hand in their pants.
Second. It wasn’t fun. Most of them were people who had been enjoying their own entertainment, but were forced to come with wrinkled expressions due to the war. There was a libertine who hid his past and was about to go on his 12th honeymoon with his 12th human companion, there was a person who had not yet won a fist fight with a large monster, and there was an elf who said he felt the thrill of a threat to his life for the first time. There was also a crazy guy who explored Antarctica naked.
It seems that Rod felt hope for the second reason.
“The third lord of Dragon’s Nest is continuing the tradition of invitation and making Dragon’s Nest the most fun place in the world.”
“You solved the complaint of people not wanting to gather by making it a hot place where people want to gather.”
“Thanks to this, the instinctive fear of each other as ecological competitors gradually diminished, and today a peaceful community has been formed where people even introduce their children and eggs to each other. It is a good thing not only for this world, but also for the dragons.”
“The person I saw on the beach was your mother, right? That kind of person…”
Suddenly I heard an explosion, so I flinched and turned around. The international language banner outside the hotel window kindly explained what was going on and gave me a sense of reassurance.
‘Eating a lot of bombs contest’. Crazy bastards.
“···He didn’t seem like a person who would fit in with a radical neighborhood.”
“Ah. My mother takes care of the farm. It seems like she wants us all to enjoy a simple country life together, working in the fields and taking care of sheep, but not everyone likes country-themed vacations.”
“I like farms too.”
Elf Nenya gritted her teeth and laughed. There were people in this world who could laugh while gritting their teeth.
“I wish I had come across a farm-themed resort, too.”
“Oh, do you want to stop by tomorrow?”
“Of course I’ll stop by – that’s not what you said, idiot!”
We were war refugees in the middle of a festival.
Among them, the first victim to die was Nenya. Where does her fresh golden hair go? It’s dyed brilliantly in many colors like a tropical bird. The culprit was a crazy man who handed over hemp seed cookies.
“That bastard stuck out his hand in the crowd and sprinkled colorful powder on it, and even if he washed it with water, it wouldn’t come off!”
“Ah, it’s quick dyeing fairy powder. There’s nothing wrong with your health, but I sprinkled too much of this.”
“So, this will return to its original color, right? Say so!”
Nidrogar blinked, then ominously avoided answering and turned to the other party members. Nenya’s blood pressure rose and she fell backwards.
But no matter who you look at, it looks like it’s there.
“My ears hurt.”
Sister Monica was still complaining that her ears were ringing from the music blaring on her way. I, who had no idea what to do with the cake that was placed on her head like a hat, sniffed the cream on her mouth and was disgusted.
“My tongue hurts. I’ve never tasted something so shockingly sweet and I think I’m going to get diabetes right now.”
“I taste delicious.”
Villena stared blankly at the woman eating the cake. Lennie, who was wearing stylish sunglasses from somewhere, was gurgling happily while taking a mouthful of her cream.
“Lenny, are you crazy?”
“Huh? A walking cake talks!”
“···I’m not a cake, I’m Villena. What did I really do wrong?”
“Uh. Did you inhale some smoky smoke earlier? I guess I felt dizzy for some reason after that.”
Leni, who seemed fine, blinked her eyes and slowly lost her balance and fell. Into the arms of her best friend, the elf Nenya, who became her reflection.
And she looked very sleepy and satisfied.
“Fuck#youmegger…”
“Healer! Healer-!!”
··· While none of them were seriously injured, her companions were put in a difficult situation by the monster called the Festival of Dragons.
Nenya is holding Lennie, who is about to go to her better place, and screaming for her sister, while her sister is unable to hear her as she covers her ears and heals her tinnitus.
Nidroga looked back at his last victim. And he sighed as he looked at me being forced to put on clown makeup.
“It was only 5 minutes. What happened?”
“Isn’t it too much to leave friends who are new here for five minutes? Isn’t it too much to leave them alone in a place like this for five minutes?”
“···That’s right. I’m sorry.”
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“If you had a seal for such a dangerous monster, you should have brought it right away.”
In fact, there were many excuses I wanted to give back to the harsh criticism.
There were so many things to see that caught my eye that I kept getting delayed. On the way, there were six different types of parties going on at the same time. It was hard to read the signs because someone was walking around spraying paint. And it took a while for Lenny to come back from somewhere nice. It took a little while…
But I couldn’t bear to say anything out of my mouth. My head was lowered by the majesty, and my hamstrings were automatically bent.
That person is Rod.
The flowing white hair gives a sense of ancient dignity. The muscles on the forearms used to hit the huge anvil with a hammer are tangled menacingly like ropes.
Beneath the hammer that was put down for a moment, a red-hot greatsword is spewing out steam like a volcano.
A man wearing a toga like an illustration of an ancient god slowly came down the steps of the hall and stood in front of us. And he solemnly extended his hand to Nenya.
“I sense a dangerous and explosive power within it. I have already heard that you came to the dragon’s lair because there was no way to safely eliminate it. You carried the threat to the right person in the most appropriate place. Good job. Come here. “
Even praise that makes you feel like you’ve completed a mythical mission.
As Nenya took a deep breath, she took out the demonic baton she had handed over to me a moment ago and offered it to Him.
“Great Lord, I see you-“
The dragon, who looked like a white-haired man, looked at his marble and then got scared and dropped it.
The sealing ball fell to the ground with a heavy bang. And then it started rolling towards the cliff below the stairs.
We each made a terrified noise and threw ourselves to catch the marble. The man who had fallen down with us spoke in such a fuss that he almost lost his temper.
“Is this crazy?”
“No, what did I-“
“You said your hair looked strange. Did you grow a flower garden in your head, elf? What are you talking about? Lord? If anyone hears-“
“This is my uncle, Uncle Atrion. You should also be selective about what you say.”
“···I will endure it after seeing Nidroga.”
‘Atrion’ got up grumbling and giggled as he checked to see if there were any cracks in the seal.
“No matter how much I travel around the world and don’t often stop by the dragon’s nest, impersonating a lord is a serious problem. If you do it wrong, you will die.”
“···Well, I may be presumptuous, but I heard from Nidroga that in the old days, dragons didn’t respect the Lord that much…”
A self-purification of the statement that he was treated like an asshole. Atrion shook her head.
“The Lord is the strongest dragon. I don’t know if it’s the old dragons who could live without seeing each other, but in this day and age, if you ignore your hierarchy and act like a fool, the Lord will come to hell and crush your head. Even if it doesn’t seem like that to you, sister. “He’s quite a belligerent maniac.”
“Bangmaniac?”
“On the outside, I pretended to be a pacifist and pretended to be noble, like I was going to live buried in some farm and cultivating rice cakes, but when I got into trouble, I was like, ‘Did you tell me the story about how I stole a cow and ate it and was bitten for three days and nights? “Nidro? The leader who represents the race in the world is such a bastard-“
“Do you want to die?”
Aetrion was once again close to running out of her baton population. She then quickly reached out her hands and with my help she was barely able to hold them together.
I didn’t know that the porter would sympathize with the fear of dragons, but we looked back at the entrance, shaking and holding hands.
The woman smiling with a shadow on her face was none other than Nidroga’s mother.
“So the Dragon Lord.”
The sister swallowed her saliva and said.
“You were Nidroga’s mother? Really? Not all the other dragons said she was his daughter, but you were his real mother?”
Nidro nodded his head while munching on a cookie. Leni innocently admired it, saying it was amazing, but her eyes bugged out as if asking why she was telling me such an important thing now.
···Which one would you rather vote for? Nidroga spoke as if making an excuse.
“It’s probably full of surprises, so I tried to tell you slowly, one by one. Actually, just because my mother is Lord, our mission doesn’t really change.”
“It’s because her niece is humble. It’s because she was taught not to expect special treatment just because she’s a daughter.”
Meanwhile, Aetrion, her face crushed, watched her and moved her hand to her cookie plate, then returned her hand to her knee where she was kneeling under a sharp glare from her mother.
“Not in a figurative or ethnic sense, she is really my only daughter. So, after leading Captain Tomko and the crew to the medical facility, I came right away to see her. I wanted to thank her for being so friendly with her daughter.”
Her mother changed her expression and smiled plainly, holding out her tray of cookies.
It reminded me of the many hardships we had gone through until we arrived at this building called ‘Dragon Forge’.
Considering that, the fact that you could bring the cookies all the way here without them breaking, let alone getting a speck of paint on them…
“Did you fly?”
“You walked?”
···It is absolute power. There is no other way to describe it other than absolute power. It would be easier to cut through the sea water than to calm the mood and get out of the way.
And if such an authority is offering us cookies, it would be right for someone to have the courage to at least try a sample. Even if one of the party members experienced something suspicious about cookies, which may lead to prejudice and fear of similar-looking foods.
Nya shook her head as if she was worried, but Leni bravely took the first bite of the cookie quietly.
Then she blinked her eyes again and again and muttered.
“C&Bongbanger…”
“Oh my. I guess the seed processing didn’t go as well as I thought.”
While Nenya was screaming while holding Leni, who had gone away again, we politely declined the remaining cookies. Fortunately, the Lord did not recommend it any further.
