Became an Evil Dragon

13 – 13. Dragon routine

As a majestic dragon, I would like to introduce my daily routine.

Since that night when I ransacked the village, most of my day has been occupied by a little elf named Nineveh. But, of course, playing with an elf with long silver hair wasn’t all of my daily routine.

That’s what nannies who take care of children do. It was not the work of this great red dragon, the embodiment of destruction and living scourge.

“I have work to do today, so let’s go back. Nineve.”

“Oh, I hate it. Let’s play with me more, Yong.”

“… only 10 minutes.”

“Then, I’ll jump on the dragon’s back and slide!”

“hey. Hey.”

After forcibly sending the little elf whining to play more with a manly attitude, I dressed up briefly in the underground lake and went out of the cave.

A sunny day with the hot sun shining brightly. It was a beautiful day, no shortage of flying in the sky with wings spread.

After a cool stretch, I spread my big, beautiful wings.

Then, it kicks off the ground vigorously with its legs and soars into the air.

height, height.

It flies in a straight line toward the sky.

A cool wind blows strongly. I flew endlessly as I felt the unseen but tangible gust of wind hitting my whole body and breaking it into pieces.

Finally, the red dragon soared high enough to touch the clouds and stopped there.

pudduk- pudduk-

It repeats only the slow flapping of its wings and stays still in one place.

And look down.

A vast landscape with a wide range of mountains all in one view.

The land that makes up the world, the stem of a river that flows like a huge snake flowing over the earth, and a piece of grassland that seems to continue endlessly, and a blue sea of water that looks like a green sea.

A breathtakingly beautiful sight.

All these scenes were the dragon’s rights and the dragon’s throne that could only be enjoyed in the sky where I was. The Yongman area where you can look down on the world at a glance.

… Well, although eagles and other birds that can fly high can see this.

Even so, they are not capable of high-level thinking like me, so let’s leave this in Yongman’s domain.

Sometimes you need to comfort yourself in this way to boost your self-esteem.

As I slowly flap my wings in place, feeling the cool breeze from high above with my whole body, and engraving the vast scenery below in my mind, I even get the feeling that being a dragon isn’t such a bad thing.

I stay in the air for a long time while still standing still and feeling my heart pounding. The dragon’s body is strong enough to fly for hours on end, so the slow flapping of its wings to stay in place did not even feel like a difficult task.

Feeling better, I involuntarily opened my mouth and screamed. People climbed to the top of the mountain and yay-! and let out a dragon’s roar as if shouting.

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Rumbling–!

The roar emitted from the strong vocal cords of the dragon travels downward and shakes the world.

Vibration of sound strong enough to be felt similar to thunder.

The people below probably thought it was a lightning strike in the dry sky.

Satisfied with a cool shout, I folded my wings halfway to get out of the spot, adjusted the angle, and began to rapidly descend down the vortex.

You can quickly descend just by stopping the wing flaps you’ve been doing so far, folding the wings, and then slightly changing the angle.

The natural weight of the dragon’s massive body was enormous, and since it no longer flaps its wings to keep it in the air, it naturally creates a descent that is close to falling from the air to the ground.

Woe! phut-!

After coming down to a certain extent, it spreads its huge wings wide to both ends again. As the resistance of the air is strongly felt from tip to tip of the wing, the falling speed gradually begins to slow down.

Then, the speed of the fall, which gradually slowed down, approached zero, and finally, at some point in the air, the fall completely stopped.

gliding.

With my wings spread like that, I slowly glide over the mountain range. Unlike the scenery of endlessly climbing up and looking down, things that were only seen as dots start to come into the dragon’s eyes in detail, perhaps because it is flying over the mountain range after descending to a certain extent.

A lake located in a corner of a mountain range, a tree that is significantly larger than the other trees, and a huge wild boar poking its head into the ground and eating the roots of the tree. A primitive giant sleeping with his head on a large stone.

Interesting and fun things to look at.

In this world, there are many things that seem strange to me who have lived in modern society. Where would I have seen such a gigantic tree, a wild boar bigger than a bull, and a ridiculous creature like a giant?

It flies right over them and passes by. As I pass by, a huge shadow instantly covers the top of the giant, and I see the guy wake up in a fright.

Sorry to wake you up, giant friend. Don’t worry and keep growing.

It continues to fly above the endless mountain range.

The mountain range I live in is huge and vast, and I have never been able to tour all of it. At most, I looked at about half of it.

Except for when I was stuck in a cave, most of my daily routine was to look around and observe the mountain range like this. It wasn’t necessary, but it was actually something I was doing for fun. It’s fun just to look at it, but how can I endure it?

Besides, I haven’t even looked around the entire mountain range yet, so there must be a lot of things I haven’t seen yet. My heart was pounding because I wondered how many novelties there would be among the things I hadn’t discovered so far.

In fact, it was clear that any of the things I hadn’t seen would have less impact than the giant red dragon, but what I expected was still expected.

While looking around the mountain range, I slowly complete a map in my head showing the locations of interesting things. This is the only thing I am doing as a human being before I get eaten by a violent dragon accident before severe hunger strikes at the time of the rising moon. It was a hobby activity.

When the dragon’s thinking becomes stronger and he becomes active as a red dragon, he will not be interested in trivial things like this at all. Except for going out to eat, most of them stay in the cave.

But today was a special day to do.

Because it was the day when the waning moon rose.

There was a reason to go out on the day of the waning moon. It wasn’t for nothing that I left Nineve, who was whining about wanting to play more.

Today I had to go to the lower part of the mountain range.

The mountain range that I roughly categorized in my head consists of upper, middle, and lower parts.

The upper part of the mountain range is a permafrost where ice caps that never melt are located, so I don’t visit it very often, so I don’t know the details. As the upper part is a place where the snow does not melt all year round, it is a place where the cold wind blows frequently and does not receive much sunlight.

First of all, I only knew that such a place existed because I only glanced at it every time I flew high into the sky.

The middle of the mountain range consists of the plateau where I live, forests and vegetation. The central part of the mountain range was characterized by many flat places, in contrast to the steep mountains. The central part of the mountain range is characterized by being a place where ordinary people can live, although the air pressure is high, making it difficult for ordinary people to breathe. It was a place where you couldn’t live if you were forced to live there.

So it must be that Ardamir or something, the chivalry climbed the mountain and found my nest. If I had lived in the upper reaches of the mountains, they would never have found me.

And the lower part of the mountain range, which we must visit today, varies greatly depending on which direction you go down.

If you go down to the east, there is a human village that I robbed a few days ago.

And if you go south, which is the direction you should go today, you will immediately see a huge swamp area.

The swampy area with muddy mud and muddy swamps of unknown water depth was a habitat for various species, just like the Earth. A place where there were strange creatures whose origins were unknown, and familiar animals like crocodiles and frogs that have been seen on Earth also exist at the same time.

Although it looked familiar, if you look closely, it was a different species.

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Anyway, there was a reason to visit this place today.

Right there, those guys.

“Mgeul-mugul-mugul-mugl!”

because of these guys