A nest dragon man rode a mimic dragon and patrolled the vicinity of the meat field.

Driven by it, the mimic dragon walked slowly.

As the claws of the Pseudo-Dragon, which moved on its hind legs, lifted down, the Nest Dragon's gaze swept around.

And on its body, a strange scale, is shaking slightly.

When the scales are flipped over, strange patterns are carved on the scales, revealing them.

On the lines is a picture of a dragon man riding a dragon, but there are only a few simple lines, and it is obvious that this is a simplified stick figure from the image of the nest dragoon.

On the scales, there are four scars that are obliquely downward, like claws tearing scales, and like blood-colored lines on the dragons, and next to them, there are another miniature stick figures.

The dragonman glanced at the scales hanging from his neck.

It is already a nest dragoon that has experienced several gifts.

This scale represents its identity.

"Cavalry", "Tooth Soldier", "Scale Soldier", "Wing Soldier", "Blood Soldier", "Horn Soldier", "Claw Soldier"

The nest dragons all have scales depicted with similar figures, representing the difference in the group of dragons they belong to.

And the tear like a claw, in those nest dragons with different body sizes, directly represents the strength of the life force energy in their bodies.

The same is true for the nest dragons.

It is a four-striped cavalry.

This means that it can be qualified as the leader of the nest dragoons below the four blood streaks.

In the words of the little lepidoptera, which gave it scales, it was called a "military rank".

Title, it knows what it means, that is, the meaning of bite, to be precise, the thing that is bitten in the mouth is "bitten".

Army refers to the meaning of the group of dragons who go to battle.

"So the rank means something that bites into the mouth when fighting?"

It scratched its head, a little unintelligible.

Beneath it, the dragon shook its head and snorted, shaking off the dirt that had been splashed on its head by stepping on the ice, and its fangs, full of sharp teeth, opened and let out a low roar.

It seems to be responding to the dragonman's words.

And the dragonman, because of his low roar, thought that it had discovered something, and immediately became vigilant.

However, it soon found out that there were no enemies.

"Don't scream."

The dragonman slapped its head with a paw, then withdrew its gaze, its claws recuperating the scales that hung from its neck.

The rest, it didn't know, but, with these scales, it was able to recognize which group of dragons the other dragonmen belonged to at once.

In the midst of his thoughts, his gaze fell on another figure with the dragoon insignia on the side.

This is not the hallmark of the Nest Dragoons, but the group of dragons that they belong to the Nest Dragoons and should cooperate with them in battle and peacetime.

But....... According to other dragonmen, this group of Lepidopterans, according to the orders of His Majesty, broke away from the original group of Lepidopterans.

Actually, it's true that these Lepidopterans, unlike the Lepidopterals of the Sea of Trees, often lie in the water like dead wood, or potentially underwater, in addition to lying on trees.

Even if it does, every time it goes to report a message, the communication time with them is very short.

Still, for some reason, it felt a little happy when it got the scales.

When it sees other nest dragons with only three or fewer blood patterns, or even those nest dragons that are significantly larger than its own, as long as the other party has one less blood pattern emblem than its own, it will unconsciously feel happy.

The paws opened and closed, and the dragonman looked back and forth several times.

As if remembering something, it shook its head and flipped the textured side back.

These signs are only used when leading the tour and performing the deployment.

When it patrols alone, it's just to look at it, it's not interesting, these scales should be turned out when they gather with everyone.

"Alright, keep patrolling."

The claws patted the mimic dragon under him, and the four-meter-long mitosaurus responded to the sound, moved his feet, stepped on the surface of the relatively frozen swamp, and continued to move along the edge of the meat field.

Along the wide mangrove swamp, the Nest Dragoons continued to patrol the meat fields, preventing wild beasts from approaching the meat fields, as well as preventing the meat beasts and sea fish in the meat fields from escaping.

However, as he walked, the footsteps of the mimic dragon suddenly stopped, and the head, which was somewhat similar to that of the nest dragons, suddenly raised its head, looked to the other side, and let out a low roar.

"Isn't there anything wrong with that?"

On the back of the dragon, the cavalry dragonman bowed down, and the scales on the surface of the body were slightly compressed, removing the possibility that any sharp weapon might pierce the flesh through the gap.

Similar to Pseudosaurus, its muzzle twitches slightly:

"The taste of flesh and life force of flesh beasts, and ......"

The eyelids of the cavalry dragoon opened and closed, the membrane blinked left and right in an instant, and his eyes lit up slightly:

"The smell of the alien, this smell..... Like those things in the sea, but ...... A bit like a human too? ”

It remembered the wars it had fought against the humans in the southern part of the Dragon's Lair.

Before, when it was transferred, it was able to catch some humans who broke into the dragon's lair from time to time:

"Be careful, let's lean in."

Purr –

With a slight snort, the tail of the mimic dragon was raised, and the thick and powerful hind limbs and claws stepped out.

......

At the edge of the swamp, a boulder with soft corners washed by the current stands on the ground.

Behind the boulder, four human xenos with a wrinkled body surface and fish scales of marine species looked at the corpses on the ground and smiled:

"These dragon beasts are really stupid, they even lured them here with some bloody flesh."

It's going so smoothly that they're a little incredible.

"But, Masaru, are these drakes cubs?"

A tall xenomorph looked at the corpse on the ground.

The triangular head is covered with scales and has sharp claws and teeth, making it look very fierce.

However, after being lured over, the other party was more like an ordinary beast in the face of their sudden attack.

No, it's not even as good as a beast, it's a bit of a dumbfounded.

At first, when the other party found them first, they were all taken aback.

As a result, who knows, this thing is so stupid that a slight sheep attack can deceive it.

"Should it be?"

The man, named Masaru, was also a little hesitant.

Let's not say it's a cub, this thing is scarily stupid.

Say it's a cub, this thing is close to head to tail, more than the two of them are tall.

When they stand up, they are also close to the height of their chest.

"No matter what, cut off the whole part first, remember to cut it completely, don't be unable to make dragon blood potions and can't get spell-like abilities when the time comes, see how you cry."

However, at this moment, Masaru heard a low cry from the other side:

"It's a dragonman!"

"There's a dragon man riding a dragon beast and approaching it!"

Masaru was shocked, and the other dozen or so people were also panicked, and some even chose to flee immediately.

Only a few xenos couldn't help but glance in the direction of the Wind Releaser.

Later, they found that the drake cavalry that came over was only one horse.

Masaru also breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the drake covered in a slightly shiny, somewhat metallic hard scale, and the spikes at the shoulders and elbows, and the dragon beast under it with two feet standing on its feet and a pair of thick forelimb claws tucked in front of it.....

"It's a Crampon Dragon, watch out for the ice mist and claw attacks they spew!"

Remembering the news about the dragon beasts he had bought from the gnomes and the caravans, as well as the information given by the blood mages who made the dragon blood potion, Masaru whispered a word of warning to everyone.

But......

The creatomon dragon was much smaller than the drake they had just killed.

Thinking back to how easy it was to kill this drake just now, their weapons and webbed claws were able to tear through the opponent's defenses with relative ease.

If it is smaller than the size of this drake, its defense should be weaker.

I always hear how terrible those dragons and beasts are when the mountains destroy the country, however, in fact......

Very weak.

"Don't run, the dragon beast cavalry is very weak, brothers, let's do another vote!"

Massaru's voice made everyone slow down and turn back in disbelief.

After confirming that the enemy did not look very strong, the courage of everyone was also increased.

Although there were still a few people who wanted to run, Masaru's words made them all turn around:

"If we run away like this, the dragon's blood potion will be gone, and if we don't run, we can still get more dragon's blood potion of the Crampon Dragon!"

Seeing the last few weakest xenomorphs stop and turn back, Massaru smiled as well.

There are thirteen of them in total, one second-level, seven third-level, three fourth-level, and two fifth-level, and together they shouldn't be a problem to deal with this thing.