Episode 472
“Now, let’s run there. “Kid!”
“Ha!”
Tansia jumped up.
“….”
“….”
“Can’t you go down any further?”
“I don’t like it… I’m scared…”
It was a bit harsh to be told to run blindly off the cliff. But Maktus thought that all of this was a necessary process.
“Is there a dragon in the world who is afraid of flying?”
“What should I do when I’m scared….”
“Yes, it’s not wrong to be scared. Well… I’ll consider it. Still, you guy! “If you miss the right ti, you will never be able to fly!”
“Is there any flight that isn’t scary?”
“No, since I have wings… I have to compete with the sky. “That’s the dragon.”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….
”
While Snowfall and his allies gathered all their strength to prevent the resurrection of the three giants, Tansia and Maktus’ flying lessons also progressed quite a bit.
“yap!”
Jump…
“He taught how to see the wind, how to move his wings, and even how to keep the guy on his back from falling. Moreover, they even showed the wind path of Wing Canyon… I can’t actually jump from high places…”
Chin…
Maktus touched his forehead.
“Can not help it. “Let’s move on to the breathing class again.”
“Okay!”
Tansia’s shadow-filled face opened wide.
The small dragon Tansia stood next to the large dragon Maktus.
“Now here. Open your mouth….”
“Teaeoeoeook….”
“Spirit, spirit, spirit.” “Pour it out.”
“Spill it out?”
“I told you. “Exhale with the intention of pouring out everything you have.”
Maktus gave a signal to watch him closely and follow him.
“ruler. Ahh… Aaaah!”
Maktus scread inconceivably and made a motion of exhaling.
“Kahaha… Kahahahahaha!”
“Stop laughing! You guy! “Take it seriously!”
“Whoop… Puhaaaaa….”
“Weak… Is your heart only that strong? “You’re a kid.”
“I’m not a kid.”
“Then louder!”
“Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu of of of!”
“That’s right, it’s gotten a little better.”
Maktus looked at Tansia happily, as if he were looking at his granddaughter.
“Did I do well?”
“Yes, I am much more talented than flying.”
Tansia asked.
“What cos out of Maktus’ mouth?”
“no? I have nothing to do with breathing. “The only thing I emit during my life is yawning and burping.”
“…But how do you teach it?”
“Once you see it, you know it. Who is this body? “This is the drake that ruled the sky together with Ka-Zan!”
Tansia liked it best when Maktus spoke in such a confident tone.
I learned everything about him while we were together. Behavior, speech, facial expressions when sad, even laughter when happy.
Maktus is a good dragon.
That’s why Tansia trusted him.
Tansia’s favorite ti soon cos.
That ti cos without forgetting.
Because I’m diligent at night.
Whoa…
As the night wind blows, Maktus embraces Tansia, who has beco a dragon. This was done out of fear that Tansia would be cold, but Tansia was not prone to cold in the first place.
Still, the reason I did not reject his embrace was because his care was warm.
“Don’t get used to warmth. Sleep while looking at the sky. “That’s how dragons should be.”
“You an I shouldn’t forget?”
“okay. “Right now I’m overlooking the canyon from here, but I was ready for battle at any ti.”
Tansia asked.
“What does it feel like to have Maktus?”
“If you’re curious, why don’t you fly?”
“It’s scary….”
“Have you never flown before?”
“there is! Get on the back of the big bird!”
“It’s a big bird… was it a heroic spirit?”
“…no?”
“Um… where did it disappear to?”
“why?”
“no. There was a guy I knew, but he disappeared at so point. “So I was just curious.”
There is one reason why Tansia keeps talking. Because I wanted to hear a little more from Maktus. The story he told was neither too distant from the past nor too fairytale-like.
So it was good.
“What does Azanik look like?”
“hmm? What question is that? “What does Azanik look like?”
“Does it look scary? “Ajanik killed my mother.”
“…this.”
“So I have to scold you. “Tell , Azanik looks scary.”
“Kaaaaang!”
“Hi….”
“Puhahahaha! To be scared of sothing like this, you are the most fearful of all the dragons I know. Azanic? Yes, it looks scary.”
Maktus described Azanik’s appearance step by step.
“Eyes are fire. Cancer… A fire that will light up the whole night. There are a lot of teeth and they are very sharp. “If even one gets stuck in your body, you won’t have any strength.”
“….”
“The claws are sharper than any famous sword, and when you strike the tail, the whole ground shakes. He was truly the king of the sky.”
“Emperor of the sky.”
“He’s probably stronger now. Even now, sotis the sound of its roar echoes through the canyon.”
Tansia observed Maktus’ appearance.
His belly fat protruded sowhat, his teeth were sparse, and his beard was excessively long. The voice was young, but it seed to have the appearance of an old dragon.
I couldn’t believe that a dragon like this had defeated Azanik.
“Maktus… are you going to fight Ajanic once again?”
“what are you talking about? “I don’t fight anymore.”
“…huh?”
“No… I can’t fight. “It’s unfortunate that we won against Azanik, but we have to pass it on to the next generation.”
“why? “I heard you’re that strong!”
Maktus grinned and raised his arms. There were large stab wounds on his smooth body.
“Is it a scar?”
“Originally, I had a body that could not develop scars.”
“Eh? “It’s a scar…”
“I was cursed by the evil dragon who was dying at birth. “The curse was so clear that I could tell what kind of life I was just by touching my body.”
Maktus smiled forlornly.
“Instead of getting hurt, I get older. In reality, he didn’t live that long. Perhaps… for a drake to grow this old, he would have to live dozens of tis longer than I do.”
“So…”
“I have lived as long as Baldu’s child. “He’s still a kid, but I’ve beco an old dragon.”
Maktus brought up a story from the past.
“A day cursed from birth… Ka-zan reaped it. “Until he took it away… I was trash.”
“Don’t talk about yourself like that!”
“I’m telling you not to tell the truth because you’re too much of a bastard.”
“….”
He was calm.
“Communication is very important to a flying dragon. It’s not a question of being chosen or not chosen. “It’s a matter of life.”
He talked about Baldu.
“Baldu communicates with the flying dragons that are born every year. They say that you have to communicate from a young age to avoid harming the tribe… If you succeed in communicating, you will beco Baldu’s drake, and if you fail, you will have to survive in the harsh nature. …I am a piece of trash that does not belong to either of them.”
For so reason, Maktus retained mories of when he was a cub. Later, speech beca possible and human speech was possible, so perhaps life itself had spirituality or was related to curses.
That’s why I can rember the mont I first t Kazan.
– As the evil dragon lost its breath, it was cursed. Can you feel it? Ka-zan?
– …ah.
– It’s a pity, but we have to send it to nature.
– To , it sounds like I’m telling you to let die.
– Nature will take care of it.
– Nature can turn away. Because the world she cares for is so huge. But… we have to turn away even though it is within reach at best.
– ….
The mont when Kha-Zan lifted Maktus with all his might.
– Kiyi…
– It’s so loud! ha ha ha! good night! I love the snow! I will be with you!
– Ka-zan! What are you talking about… my body is so weak! You won’t live long, and if you get hurt, you’ll be thrown away anyway!
– …Isn’t it good?
– what?
– That ans you don’t have to get hurt.
– What are you saying… Everyone gets hurt.
Kha-Zan spoke to Maktus.
– How are you doing, kid?
He probably asked seriously.
– Beco invincible with .
– Kiiiiiii!
The answer was probably OK.
“…okay. “I liked him.”
– Now fly.
– Kiyiyi!
After returning to the tribe, Maktus learned unruly flight from Kha-Zan.
Of course it crashed.
The cliff was not very high, so no serious injuries were avoided.
No, that’s because it’s a body that can’t be hurt.
– Your body… has grown bigger.
Phudduk…
Phudduk…
Maktus said as Tansia beca sullen after hearing that she learned to fly in an instant.
“I am a genius. It’s a special case. “The ti I experienced is much more compressed than your ti.”
There is bound to be density.
Getting hurt and getting older.
Maktus rembered that ti.
“It was really… aweso for us.”
– Look, Maktus! This is heaven!
– Kiiiii-!
I rember feeling extrely disappointed that I couldn’t speak. If I could go back in ti and tell Kazan how I felt about my first flight, I would probably say this.
“A king… is like this.”
Kazan would probably chuckle and rub the back of his neck.
Maktus looked into Tansia’s eyes.
“Little Maktus ruled the sky.”
He bitterly turns his head and looks at the sky.
“The guy behind was the strongest.”
I ask Tansia a question.
“Are you also trying to get the strongest guy on your back?”
“…huh!”
“Flying is the easiest way for a dragon to be loved. “These wings are very useful.”
Maktus quickly returned to reality.
“This wound… ca from fighting Ajanic. I won. But… this wound won’t heal. After that, nurous minor wounds occurred. No more… recovery. “The body is just getting old.”
So what happens then?
Maktus told the truth.
“I will die soon.”
“…what?”
“If you spread all your fingers, there will be ten, right?”
“…huh.”
“I will die before ten days pass. “I found out about it naturally, just like my curse.”
“Lies… Don’t die, Maktus.”
“Little one, if I wasn’t about to die, I wouldn’t have taken you away.”
It was pretty harsh, but it was true.
“Why do you think you can’t fly?”
He urged Tansia.
“Because the wings are small? Because you have no experience? Wrong! “It’s because I don’t have the resolve!”
Maktus’ eyes burned.
“Determination is not sothing everyone has. But… an opportunity is definitely needed.”
Sigh…
he said, turning his head towards the cliff.
“Sothing to throw your heavy feet over the cliff. “That image of you will determine whether you fall or fly.”
Tansia was still afraid.
“Look at my death up close. “How shafully a flightless dragon throws away his life…”
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