Listening to the Black Dragon Girl's helpless sigh, the rocking chair beneath Modir finally came to a stop. The old mage rolled his eyes at the sky and spoke somewhat irritably. "Isn't that obvious? The adventure plans I had already made have all been put on hold. Every day, I can only watch people come and go in front of me, then listen to them tell me about the new changes outside the camp when they return. How could I not be bored?"
A troubled look appeared on the young Black Dragon Girl's face. "This... we're worried that something unexpected might happen..."
"I know, I know." Modir impatiently waved his hand before she could finish. "At heart, you're just worried I'll accidentally die outside before that descendant of mine who's on the way from the Loren Continent gets here. Why dress it up so much..."
The Black Dragon Girl looked even more awkward than before. "Actually... that's not entirely the reason..."
"You're also worried that my mental state has been getting increasingly worse lately, and that I'll cause some huge mess if I go out with the other adventurers," Modir said. He had long since figured out what all these dragons were thinking. Though his words were impatient, the cheerful smile on his face never faded. "Hey, don't look so embarrassed just because someone guessed what was on your mind. I'm not embarrassed, so what are you embarrassed about? I understand, really. None of your concerns are malicious, and none of them are wrong, so haven't I been cooperating? Ever since I met your leader last time, I haven't even left this street. It's just that being bored is truly boring..."
As he spoke, the Great Adventurer could not help shaking his head. "Sigh, there are still far too few