It Seems I've Been Reincarnated As A Mob Character In An Otome Game World, But The Prince Dropped Out Before It Even Started - Episode 19

In this world, there are gigantic mythical creatures called “dragons.”

In my past life, I first imagine a Jurassic movie. It’s also fine to be a hunter and go on a hunt.

I think the image of a dragon is one that feels fierce and powerful in real life, but the dragons in this world are different.

The original work is an otome game, so. Even the dragon is cute, at least visually.

If I were to compare it, it’s like a pocket monster you catch with a ball. The visuals are that cute.

The visuals are.

Our temperaments are completely different, though.

The atmosphere trembled. A powerful presence approached in an instant and then passed by.

The car was momentarily out of control due to the strong winds, but the driver quickly regained control.

The gunfire has stopped, replaced by relentless sounds of destruction and screams.

Outside the window, I saw a distorted car body flying through the air. It disappeared beyond the hill, and with an explosion, black smoke rose into the sky.

“……”

Are there any further instructions, Joshua?

“Ugh, stop the car slowly! Don’t provoke the dragon!”

I guess I heard Joshua’s voice.

Without waiting for Lord Ian’s instructions, the car comes to a stop. The engine is also turned off.

“Um, and then… I want Alexis to go outside without any weapons.”

And if the dragon approaches, I want you to convey your gratitude for the help… According to legends from various places, that’s the right thing to do, and there shouldn’t be any danger to your life… I hope…

Wow, I don’t know how to respond to that.

You haven’t figured that part out yet, huh? If you couldn’t verify it, then it can’t be helped.

Since it’s originally a dating sim world, it’s okay to believe that the setting is fluffy and cute, right?

In my perception, this world is incredibly real and hard.

But Joshua, who is supposed to be the leading expert on dragon research, says so. It must be right.

Moreover… at this rate, there’s a risk that our car could also be harmed.

We need to create a scapegoat.

“Sorry. I want to go out together too, but I don’t have the qualifications of a saint.”

The boy with a pained expression said it would be better not to show up, and I patted his white-haired head in agreement.

“Can you do it, Alexis?”

“I’m going. Please stay hidden as you are.”

In response to Ian’s question, I returned the “Dragon Flute” to Josh and opened the car door.

“Alexis”

Lady Cedi touched my arm.

“Please.”

“Yes!”

Actually, at times like this, I should respond without showing any expression.

Deliberately smiling, I nod to Lady Cedi.

You’re probably worried about the future developments, so I need to reassure you as much as I can.

When I stepped out of the car, hell was spreading behind me.

There were supposed to be five pursuer cars. There are no more intact cars left.

Widespread destruction, with flames rising and burning in various places across the grassland.

The car of the comrade who was running with me has already fallen behind, having continued to shield me with their body. Thanks to that, it seems I haven’t been caught up in it.

At first glance, it seems the enemy side has been completely wiped out.

Since my life was targeted, I don’t really care.

It’s normal in the underworld for those who kill to be prepared to be killed as well.

The dragon, which had been roaring in victory with its head held high after annihilating the enemy, turned to look at us.

The size is about that of a city bus from my previous life. The total length is around ten meters. The height is just under three meters.

The appearance is not that of an Eastern dragon, but rather a Western dragon. It is probably still a young individual.

The color is green, it looks like a slimmed-down version of a pocket monster with bigger wings.

Noticing me standing, it moves its short, thick hind legs and approaches.

I can’t help but chuckle at the dragon with a stuffed animal-like appearance that is approaching.

Is it because my soul originally doesn’t belong to this world, or is it because I am called the Dragon Saint?

There’s absolutely no fear. Rather, I find it really cute.

Cute?

While making a chirping sound, the dragon tilted its head.

Even though the pocket monster is big in size, it’s so adorable that if it tilts its head in a pose,

“Super cute!”

Thank you!

The dragon, now in a good mood, lets out a cheerful growl.

By the way, is this telepathy? I can hear the voice of the heart mixed in with the cries.

Yes, telepathy.

Just speak normally out loud, it’s fine. I can understand both.

“Convenient, isn’t it?”

Yes, convenient.

Hehehe, it’s been a while since someone has said that to me. Recently, there have been fewer people who talk to me.

It seems to be wagging its tail happily, but I wonder if it can hold back from hitting the ground.

The vibrations make it really hard to even stand…

Ah, sorry.

The dragon, who seemed to have heard the voice of the heart, stopped wagging its tail.

“Once again, thank you for helping me.”

You’re welcome. I’m glad the kids in the car are safe too.

I was surprised, so please stop with the red smoke. The sound and the prayers of the children are enough.

“You can call it even without colored smoke, huh? Got it.”

The dragon nodded, stretched its neck, and licked my cheek with a long, wet swipe.

It wasn’t scary, but the sudden contact surprised me. The tongue is warm!

Hehehe, it’s a charm. So that the little ones can continue their joyful journey.

Since the boy is waiting, I’m going home now. See you.

With a flap of its wings, the massive body lifted off the ground. As if by some dragon-specific magic, there was no movement in the surrounding wind.

If it’s an effort not to surprise us, I somehow understand.

As soon as the wings moved, it disappeared into the eastern horizon in an instant.

It was a fleeting event.

From there, it was a festival-like uproar.

Catch the excited Joshua as he bursts out crying.

The exhausted seniors from the dark side tumbled out from the driver’s and passenger’s seats.

I thought Ian-sama came out while rubbing his lower back, but then he stretched. (Sorry if I was too heavy.)

Cedi-sama, who strictly adheres to the rule of not getting out of the car until the surroundings are safe, was still looking at me through the open window with his golden eyes sparkling, and it made me happy to think that he was also just a boy.