“Now then… Falsen-Vechta. I, in the name of Blaskas and as lord of Felmund, swear to guarantee your treatment and livelihood with certainty.”
Trakia declared while directing his crimson eyes at him.
“The [oath] we speak is not mere words. It is a steel covenant that will not bend no matter what happens—even if I must stake my life, I will give you the best possible outcome.”
He spoke while directing straight, burning red eyes at him.
Though it could be surmised that he was a famous person, nothing was known about his true identity.
Normally, one might think there could be some ulterior motive behind the proposal, and the correct choice might be to abandon their homeland for the certain safety and livelihood of the remaining people.
Even so–
“…The official response will probably come after we’ve gathered everyone’s opinions.”
There was a reason they were clinging to their homeland.
That’s precisely why they had continued the village despite knowing it was dangerous territory.
All the people living in the village had continued to protect it for the sake of one faith that seemed like a pipe dream.
As a result, many people had become victims.
However, there was a [dream] that everyone wished to protect even at the cost of their lives, and–
“–I would very much like to accept Trakia-sama’s proposal.”
Bending the [will] that the clan had built up would be blasphemy against the ancestors sleeping in that land.
Hearing Falsen’s words, Trakia nodded with a smile.
“So the matter is settled. Well then, let us go to explain the details to the refugees.”
“Under–no, we accept.”
“You don’t need to correct your speech. You don’t even need honorifics toward me.”
“But… not only did you propose to accept us, but for someone of high standing, even if of a different race, to speak casually or omit honorifics would be–“
“[If we’re all going to live together happily from now on, being so stiff and formal would be troublesome, wouldn’t it?]”
“…………What?”
At Trakia’s sudden words, Falsen couldn’t help but ask back.
Even so, without seeming offended, Trakia laughed as if amused and began walking.
“Kakka… About three hundred years ago, when I first went to the land of Felmund, I was told the same thing and reacted exactly like you.”
Walking down the long corridor after leaving the conference room, Trakia spoke.
“Those were the words of the one who turned Felmund into [Paradise]. The architect who, after the war between humans and demihumans ended, created [Paradise] as a symbol of a future where both could coexist… However, he was an eccentric who disliked receiving praise and respect, and abolished distinctions between races and hierarchical relationships.”
Speaking as if reminiscing, Trakia then revealed that person’s name.
“That was the [will] of the second-generation head of the Eisenhud ducal house—Boris-Eisenhud, as the girl who inherited that bloodline spoke with joy and great pride.”
Falsen knew nothing about the person he spoke of.
He didn’t know what the name Eisenhud meant either.
But—he could strangely sympathize with that word [will].
“So formal speech and honorifics are unnecessary. That’s one of the wills they inherited, and it’s like a principle for the [Paradise] created by that will.”
“…Understood. Then as one who will be in their care, I’ll follow that.”
“Kakka, that’s good. You weren’t comfortable with stiff language from the beginning, were you?”
“…That’s right. Due to our surrounding environment, we didn’t have many opportunities to leave the village. I wasn’t confident about etiquette, so honestly speaking, I’m relieved from the bottom of my heart.”
“I see, in that sense too, it might have been a good choice.”
“I’m truly grateful to Trakia-dono. I’d like everyone to thank you properly later.”
“Ah, for that gratitude, you should direct it to someone else rather than me.”
Trakia stopped in front of a carriage waiting outside the mansion.
“The one who proposed accepting you all, who arranged with Mercator’s daughter to secure supplies… all of that was done not by me, but by another person.”
As he was considering the meaning of Trakia’s words, the carriage door was thrown open, and–
“–Well, thank you for coming.”
A young human child sitting in the passenger compartment spoke.
“This was truly an unfortunate event, and we cannot fathom what you have lost. However, that’s precisely why I believe this meeting came to be.”
The words should have been the same as those spoken to him before, yet somehow his words sounded different.
“–Falsen, I welcome you and your people from the bottom of my heart.”
Yes, he spoke Falsen’s name while wearing a smile.
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The acceptance of those who had suffered from the eruption of Mount Fleet was swiftly concluded.
When Falsen conveyed Trakia’s proposal to the refugees, some seemed to show reluctance about it being [Felmund], but since most of them had lost their families and were exhausted both physically and mentally, they prioritized safety and livelihood over emotions and agreed to the proposal.
And so, one week after the dragonkin who had evacuated moved to the land of Felmund–
“–Oh, it’s progressing incredibly smoothly.”
When Kurtz and the others went to the volcanic region, Lucia voiced her admiration upon seeing the sight.
Previously, the terrain had been severely uneven due to countless scattered rocks.
Now the land had been beautifully leveled, with numerous temporary dwellings standing in rows.
“I never thought they’d create a situation where people could live proper lives in just one week.”
“It’s not difficult for the dragonkin. The people of Vechta Village are of the rock dragon lineage… The men have blessed physiques and arm strength to lift rocks, scales as hard as iron to crush rocks, and the women have heat resistance that allows them to endure lava heat even with their bare bodies, and they possess techniques for land development and processing using lava.”
Not only their racial traits, but the residents of Vechta Village had lived in a land that was half-isolated from the world, so they were accustomed to solving life-related matters through their own efforts.
As long as they could gather the necessary materials, they could perform land development and construct temporary dwellings independently using the knowledge and experience cultivated through years of living.
Seeing the dragonkin at work, Lucia tilted her head and asked.
“Come to think of it, I’ve wondered about this for a while, but why do only dragonkin have different appearances between males and females?”
“There are various theories about that. Lucia, do you know about the origins of demi-humans?”
“Um, they were originally something like mixed blood between humans and magical beasts, right?”
“That’s right. Animals that were transformed by the magical power of the land gained intelligence and became magical beasts, and demi-humans were born when magical beasts obtained the method of [taking human form].”
Elves, also called forest spirits, are spirits that dwelt in trees; dwarves, also called earth spirits, are spirits that dwelt in rocks; and dragonkin are dragons, beastkin are beasts—it’s said that demi-humans were born when originally different Race took human form and mingled with humans.
Among them, [dragons] alone had a different legend.
“[Dragons] are said to be the first beings to reach the state of magical beasts, and through this, they were able to rule at the top of the food chain through various evolution and gigantic bodies.”
“In other words, it’s like the first-born child in a village growing up faster and gaining knowledge faster than other children, becoming the boss of the kids.”
“That’s an remarkably apt analogy.”
“So what happened when that boss fell in love with a human weaker than himself?”
“Dragons were indeed drawn to humans, but humans were far too weak compared to themselves. Still seeking connection with humans, they adopted the form of changing abilities according to gender.”
To those born as males: the physique and physical abilities that the dragon race prided itself on.
To those born as females: the nature that the dragon race possessed.
The males who protected the race were given the appearance of dragons, the strong ones, while females were given appearances close to humans to emphasize their connection with humans and their role as objects to be protected.
“There are other theories too, such as the [Dragon King] who ruled over dragons being male, and the human he mated with being female, which caused the difference in appearance by gender. There are various theories about male superiority and female inferiority existing even in ancient times, where males were superior in physical abilities and females were weak beings to be protected.”
“Hmm. There’s absolutely no truth to men being strong and women being weak.”
“That’s right. Especially in modern times, with the development of mechanical technology and the existence of magic, there’s virtually no gap between men and women. So now it’s just an old-fashioned way of thinking.”
“I mean, women are stronger in bed anyway.”
“I thought you were listening seriously, but then you suddenly cut in with that.”
“An inexperienced young master wouldn’t understand, but men are also sad beings who can’t win against the various ways women feel good…”
“I’m starting to not understand why you even asked that question.”
“I was thinking it must be difficult when doing the deed if their appearances and builds are different.”
“So your motives were impure from the very beginning…”
After responding to Lucia’s casual remark with a sigh, Kurtz shook his head lightly.
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