Boy Who Has Been Reincarnated Twice Spends Peacefully as an S-Rank Adventurer

The character name is not finalized. The character name will be fix once the official English translation light novel is release.

“L-Lord Dragon Emperor! Where have you goooooone!?”

Townspeople, mostly the elderly, were wandering around looking for us.

“Hmm, this is trouble.”

I muttered to myself as I passed right by the old man who was just calling for me.

“Why did things turn out like this?”

“What are you saying now?”

Looking back, Liliera and the others were staring at me with deadpan eyes.

“It was obvious that riding in on something like a Golden Dragon would cause trouble.”

“Ahaha, I just didn’t expect it to speed up that much. As expected, you really need a professional Dragon Knight to handle a dragon properly.”

They say Dragon Knights form a contract with a dragon to control it like their own limbs. So naturally, I, who haven’t formed a contract, can’t command a dragon that well.

“That’s not it. That’s not the problem.”

Eh? Is that so?

“Actually, I’m more concerned about this situation where we’re walking boldly through a town in turmoil and no one notices us.”

As Mina said, we were walking normally through the tumultuous town.

“I said earlier, we’re using Invisibility Magic.”

Yes, we were currently hiding our forms with Invisibility Magic.

The people who saw the Golden Dragon suddenly panicked and mistook us for the Dragon Emperor. Then they swarmed towards us like a horde of zombies, so I told the Golden Dragon to return to the Dragon Peak and flew away from the scene with everyone using Flight Magic. After evacuating to a deserted place outside the town, we used Invisibility Magic to return inside. Incidentally, this was the same magic used when we tracked the swindler who deceived the people of Liliera‘s hometown.

“To be right in front of someone’s eyes and not be noticed—what ridiculous magic.”

“It sends chills down my spine to think what would happen if heartless people abused this magic.”

“Well, there’s no need to worry about that. Only Rex could use such nonsensical magic.”

“No, no, everyone can use it if you practice.”

“I think that’s impossible…”

Norb says that, but everyone is getting used to chantless magic, so I think it’s about time they challenged themselves with irregular magic like this.

“Amazing, Big Bro. You can use not just attack magic but magic like this too!”

“Considering solo activity in enemy territory, it’s better to learn this kind of magic.”

“Yeah, I definitely want to learn it for reconnaissance.”

Jairo and the others were busy being impressed and excited.

“But be careful not to bump into anyone. If you make contact, you’ll be found.”

“Well, if there wasn’t at least that much risk, I couldn’t believe such absurd magic existed.”

Chatting like that, we successfully returned to the inn.

$diamond$

And the next day, using Invisibility Magic to avoid being found by the still-excited townspeople, we arrived at the Adventurer’s Guild. The purpose was to sell the dragon materials.

“Welcome to the Adventurer’s Guild.”

Acting as if she knew nothing of the commotion outside, the receptionist welcomed us calmly. As expected of Adventurer’s Guild staff; even with the town in such an uproar, they focus on their duties. Well, there probably aren’t any staff members who would make a fuss just because someone rode in on a mere Golden Dragon child.

Even in my previous life, Dragon Knights contracted with Golden Dragons would come to town feeling like they were riding in a carriage.

“Excuse me, we’d like to request a purchase of monster materials.”

“Certainly. Please place the materials you wish to sell on the appraisal counter over there.”

Ah, this familiar exchange is calming.

“Um, the quantity is a bit large, so I’d like to ask for an appraisal at the dismantling area.”

“Oh my, you must have worked hard if it won’t fit on the appraisal counter. The dismantling area is beyond that door, so please hand this wooden tag to the staff there and request an appraisal.”

I received the worn wooden tag the receptionist held out. Looking closely, there was a number written on it.

“Thank you very much.”

“Ufufu, please keep doing your best.”

$diamond$

Opening the door and entering the dismantling area, the strong smell of blood stimulated my nose. I held up the wooden tag to a nearby staff member and requested an appraisal.

“Excuse me, I’d like an appraisal for monster materials. Sorry, there are quite a few of them.”

“Hmm? A face I haven’t seen. Are you new?”

“Yes, it’s our first time in this town.”

“Hoh, requesting a dismantling area appraisal on your first time? You’re quite a spirited bunch.”

“Why is requesting an appraisal at the dismantling area considered ‘spirited’?”

“Using the dismantling area means you hunted big game or a large quantity of prey. Normal adventurers rarely hunt such big game, and without a magic bag, it’s difficult to hunt a large quantity. So, adventurers who use the dismantling area are seen as a kind of benchmark,” Liliera explained.

“I see, as expected of Liliera. You’re well-informed.”

“No, no, this is just knowledge you naturally pick up working at the Guild.”

She’s being humble.

“Your wooden tag number is… number 7. If it’s number 7, it’s that corner over there. See the 7 written on the wall? Once you finish lining them up, go back inside and wait. Since you’re number 7, it’ll take quite a while. You might even have time to go grab a meal.”

Ah, I see. The wooden tag number serves not only as a reception number but also indicates the place to put the materials. And to tell us the waiting time while we wait for dismantling—what a kind staff member.

“Then let’s line them up, everyone.”

“Okay~”

$diamond$

“Well, next one will wrap things up for now.”

Today, the dismantling area was unusually crowded from the morning. Probably because the groups participating in that festival were making final adjustments against monsters.

“It’s good that materials are gathering at the Guild, but I wish something could be done about the strain on us dismantlers.”

Most of what’s brought in are monsters of moderate strength anyway. Since there’s the main festival coming up, I understand not wanting to push too hard and get injured.

“If you’re going to hunt, at least hunt a dragon or something.”

Come to think of it, there was talk of a stray dragon attacking the town a few days ago. Well, we were too busy with dismantling work to notice anything happening outside.

Moreover, the story goes that the dragon was defeated by a single female adventurer, but is that really true? The old men in town were excited, calling it the return of the Dragon Princess.

“If it were true, we’d have received a dismantling request.”

The fact that we haven’t means the story about defeating a dragon is probably dubious. At best, it was likely a Wyvern. Though, defeating a Wyvern solo would still make one quite a skilled individual.

“Complaining won’t get me anywhere. Let’s finish the remaining dismantling quickly and go grab a drink.”

And so I headed to the location of the final dismantling request.

“It was number 7, I believe.”

Looking at the number 7 area, a somewhat colorful mountain was towering there.

“Oh my, they hunted with quite some enthusiasm.”

However, this amount at the very end is depressing.

“Let’s see… this one is a dragon. And there are Blue Dragons and Red Dragons too. Hey, hey, is that black one a Black Dragon?”

Looking at it, everything piled there was dragons. Well, there were Wyverns mixed in, but to a normal person, those are basically dragons too.

Also, at the foot of the pile, there were gold nugget-like things shaped like glittering scales. Hey, hey, what is this?

“But a mountain of dragons, huh. I did say ‘hunt a dragon’ if they were going to hunt, but this number is…”

Just then, I felt a strange sense of incongruity.

What is it? What did I think was strange? True, a mountain of dragons is a troublesome job, but considering the workload on busy days, it’s not excessively large. Well, their bodies are big, so it’s tough, certainly.

“Just normal dragon dismantling… Hmm? Dragon?”

I looked at the mountain again. Green dragons, blue dragons, red dragons, dragons with jewel-like scales, black dragons… and golden scales.

“Drag… on?”

Yes, finally I realized it. Every single monster placed in area number 7 was a dragon.

“Eh? Wait a minute. Eh? Dragon? Are these… all… real… dragons?”

I looked at area number 7 once more. Dragons. They are all dragons. Undoubtedly dragons.

“D-D-D…”

Looking around, the others had also stopped working and were staring this way—or rather, at the mountain of dragons—with blank faces. Ah, of course. Because anyone who sees this would do a double-take. No, a triple-take.

Because the scene was so abnormal, my brain couldn’t process it as abnormal at first. That’s why I shouted this to teach my brain that this is reality.

“A MOUNTAIN OF DRAGONSSSSSS!!??”

Yes, this was… a mountain… of dragons.