Sixth

Crown Reylin loved three things; flames, fireworks, and bombs. He didn't spare any of these against those who insulted him due to his family. No, Crown Reylin wasn't born in a poor family. He was born into an outstanding family with every descendant prevailing in their industry! But as the first immersive game appeared on the market, Crown Reylin stepped in... to enjoy more of his hobby!
Flames, fireworks, and bombs! Empresses, the kings and their princesses, and many more people will feel them!
It was Reylin's time!











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I like them big, do you?

Reylin saddled his dragon, then gently patted his dragon's head. His beast happily let out a faint roar, then his wings spread.

It rose to the sky, then its mouth widely parted!

"Don't roar!" Reylin raised his voice promptly.

His Dragon awkwardly floated mid-air, then silently flapped its wings. It was already so common for him to roar his Master's entrance that the dragon did it instinctively!

Fortunately, Reylin stopped him in time.

Since a few hours had passed after Reylin's friends went to the city, the sky was dark. It was their natural cover, but Reylin also hid within the clouds.

Sharp wind slid through his hair, pushing it behind as he stared forward with narrowed eyes, "Did they really just send us here to witness their deeds?"

His Dragon roared faintly, which was basically 'I don't know, Master'.

Cute Goddess