Published: September 10, 2025
“And after a fierce battle, we finally defeated the demon dragon!”
“Oh, great~?”
“That’s incredibly, incredibly impressive!”
At the tea party held in the Forest of Boruenan, Karina and the others were sharing the story of how they defeated a level 80 vanguard lesser demon dragon (demi-dragon vanguard).
“Sorry, Satou. We lost half of the Orichalcum golems.”
“That’s alright. As long as everyone returned safely, that’s enough.”
Even with their cheat equipment, it seemed difficult for them to take on a higher-ranked vanguard lesser demon dragon.
“This is the souvenir — ‘Demon Dragon Meat.’”
Zena took out a huge piece of meat wrapped in leaves from her Magic Bag and placed it on the table.
“A rare drop, huh.”
Lulu murmured that when they fought, they never got such a drop.
“Can you eat this?”
“Looks delicious~!”
“It’s definitely edible! Absolutely, absolutely delicious!”
Pochi waved her hands and tail enthusiastically to emphasize.
At that moment, Liza arrived late and appeared on the terrace.
“What do you think, Ms. Liza?”
“I think it’s fine.”
“Hmm, it smells delicious.”
A black gentleman who appeared behind Liza interrupted.
He had folded black wings on his back.
“Could it be Heilong?”
“Yes, it’s an avatar made by the Celestial Dragon of the Mount Fuji Mountain Range.”
“For a moment, I thought he’d turned human.”
Satou’s AR display only showed “Dragon Blood Homunculus.”
“Why use an avatar?”
“If he came in person, the old High Elf woman would scorch him with the World Tree’s lightning.”
“You’re the black dragon, right? It’s disrespectful to the lord sacred tree of the Forest of Boruenan.”
The elf priestess Lua snapped at Heilong’s rude remark.
“Calling me an old woman stings a little.”
The millennium-old High Elf showed a slightly sad face.
Seeing that, Satou swiftly took Heilong to a secluded spot.
After some whispered conversation, the two returned.
“So you were Kuro’s future bride. My apologies, I won’t call her old woman again, please forgive me.”
Heilong apologized arrogantly.
Whatever was discussed, a cold sweat was running down Heilong’s forehead.
“Kuro?”
“That’s Satou.”
Priestess Lua whispered in a puzzled Aarize’s ear.
“Hehe—”
Aarize, understanding Heilong’s meaning, smiled rather approvingly.
“E-everyone here is a future bride!”
“Yeah, confirmed.”
Arisa claimed the title of bride with a nervous face, and Mia also puffed out her modest chest to assert hers.
Of course, the other girls did too.
“I see. The human tribe is prolific.”
Heilong nodded disinterestedly.
His eyes turned toward the meat on the table.
“If that delicious meat is to be eaten, I shall partake as well.”
“Won’t that be cannibalism?”
“Nope. It’s the same as eating my wyvern.”
He probably meant that demon dragons aren’t part of the Dragon Tribe.
“Then, shall we all eat together?”
Lulu used her cooking magic to age the “Demon Dragon Meat” to the perfect level.
With the help of Satou and the elf chef Nea, they prepared various meat dishes.
“Barima~?”
“Delicious beyond words!”
Tama and Pochi, each holding a fork with grilled meat, cheered as they bit alternately into the left and right pieces.
By the way, the left was demon dragon meat, and the right was demonic goat meat obtained from a different floor.
“Indeed, it’s delicious. I’ll go hunting at the tower too.”
“Haha, Heilong’s main body can’t get in.”
Satou told him it was impossible due to size.
“Then I’ll use primal magic...”
Heilong muttered ominously.
Satou called out to him, “If we get more again, I’ll definitely invite you to eat,” and turned his attention to the stories the silver members were telling about the tower.
“Unstable holy magic?”
“Yes, I heard something like that at the guild in front of the tower.”
“Indeed, the power and effect duration were unstable.”
The silver members looked surprised at Sera’s answer.
“We didn’t notice at all.”