My sister-in-law has become a brave man.

In front of you is the Crimson Knight, a crimson knight with a sword, and in the Darkness is Cerberus, a three-headed dog who stares at this one and waves his tail innocently.

I tilted my neck wondering what was going on, but for now I stroked my back softly with my “dark” hands to make sure Cerberus had no hostility.

Then it narrowed its eyes comfortably and shook its patties and tail with a low throat.

He's not hostile or alert.

But why?

"Try ordering me to come out on the ground," he told Eyre, not sure.

I didn't think you would follow my orders, but I hear Eyre has some idea.

I stopped stroking my back, pointed to the shade some distance away from each other, and called on them to "get out of there -"

Cerberus immediately appeared on the ground through the shadow of my pointed tree from the midst of "darkness".

Smaller than Legruza's White Dragon, but seeing a Cerberus as big as an elephant, Eyre snapped somewhere fun.

"The lizard turned into a dragon.

Eyre and Cerberus are supposed to be the victims who were eating magic and the perpetrators who were eating magic, but their voices have no sinister colors.

On the contrary, Eyre continued his words with a satisfactory nod.

"You were born in just the right place. [Dragon Blood Pearl (Dragon Orb)] will have this protected.

Rio, exchange your vows first.

Because suddenly even if they say that, it doesn't make sense.

In the meantime, if you know what and why this situation is.

According to Eyre's description, Cerberus appears in the Heritage (and is defeated by his fellow brave men) as a demon guarding the gates of Demon King Castle on the northern continent, but he is not on the southern continent.

This is probably what three Shadow Hounds, almost as dead, were reborn as separate beings when I dropped them into "darkness” at a time when my original body couldn't sustain them and slimmed away.

There is no temper, so the classification is Warcraft.

When it was an unstable cocoon, I was excited that Cerberus would come out, because of my influence, and this appearance.

You recognize me as a parent because I kept getting the gaze to watch if I could be born soon (imprinted (imprinting)?).

Synthetic beast without females (chimera), born by coincidence.

By the magic of Eyre, who was eating plenty, his eyes were crimson.

Drank the power of the “darkness” that became the place of birth and dyed it, the fur is pitch black.

I was told that the quality of Eyre's magic is fire, so I would probably be able to catch fire as well as just cross the “darkness," so I said once in a while, "Can you blow a fire? I asked."

Three strange mouths opened against the sky, and a goofy, burning flame was spewed out.

Thank you. Ju-bun. Okay, so please stop.

Raising his hand silently, Cerberus closed his mouth.

He seems to be reading and moving through my thoughts (like the hope of what I want him to do) rather than understanding the words.

Oh, uh...

I didn't mean to.

"... eel. This kid, do I have to take him?

Old man tells me, "When you pick up a creature, think about whether you can take care of it for the rest of your life, and only pick it up when you're ready."

(I hardly had a knack for encountering animals like that, but it's what Heavenly Sound picks up ironically, so there was a time when I had a hard time finding pickups for animals I couldn't keep, and that's when I was told.

I honestly don't have a single piece of confidence that I can take care of this kid for the rest of my life.

If I take you back to your original world, you'll definitely make a fuss.

With his hips drawn, Eyre inquired in a pale tone.

"This is what you wanted me to do, but it was born the way you imagined it.

Therefore, there will be no homosexuals, and there will be no turns (conjunctions) without female males.

Now that I'm just born, I don't even look like I'm myself.

Rio. Can you throw that stuff out?

If I think of a more general animal figure that you will love, and it is too late, I will be chased "to it" where there is no word to return it.

"Cerberus is not on this continent, and his legacy tells us that he is under the command of the Demon King.

They will be found sooner or later in the wild and crusaded as dangerous. That way, the more resistant you are, the more obstinately you will be pursued.

If you really can't take him, killing him here might be your best choice.

But if you put this by your side and ordered me to hide from being found in anything else, I would protect you from those dangers.

Even now, when we haven't exchanged pledges, we'll move so faithfully according to your wishes. If we exchange pledges, we will not disobey orders.

And this will help protect [Dragon Blood Pearl] by your side.

You seem to have eaten a lot of my magic. [Dragon Blood Beads], the crystal of my power, will be accepted without difficulty.

"Hmm... Do you accept Dragon Blood Beads?

"It would be good to bury it on your forehead. Probably reject it because it enhances the power you already have in you.

If you bury him like that, he'll be a part of your body. You will protect it instinctively, even if you don't order it later.

Oh, I don't feel any pain in burying it. You don't have to answer that.

Is it okay if it doesn't hurt?

But of the three heads, will one be made like a third...

The strength level is likely to increase.

But, well, not now.

Irony told me, but for now, I understood that Eyre had the idea that if you don't want to take him, you should kill him.

Um...

I'm not sure I can take care of him for the rest of my life, though.

You have three heads, and even though your body is big as an elephant, can you just sit back and turn around and kill a creature with innocent eyes and a patter and a tail wave?

The answer comes from the beginning.

Such a murmur.

Then I'll have to be ready.

I took a deep breath and gave him anxiety, and, yeah, I nodded and looked at Cerberus.

"Shall I come with you?

To find a way for us to return to our original world and a place where you can live without being chased by anyone.

Cerberus stopped the tail he was shaking perfectly and wont to reply! and rang in the trio.

Uh... yeah.

Even with three heads and a big one, I'm starting to feel cute.

I decided to take you. Good luck and I'll be a dog lover, so thank you.

"Um," Nodded Eyre, "I make [dragon blood beads]. You keep your vows with Cerberus in the meantime," he said, gently pressing my back.

I walked straight to Cerberus because it seemed better to stay away, but I noticed and turned around.

"Ehr. A pledge is an agreement a wizard makes with a user demon, isn't it?

It was a little in the Ambrose Book, but he said, "Give yourself part of it, like blood and hair, and call it a demon by name."

"Oh. You know how to do this?

I know how to do it, but I don't have a sense of naming, do I?

I can't think of any names to give you.

Hmm, and I leaned my neck, and the head in the middle of Cerberus tilted his neck like it was stuck.

Something about the animal tilting its neck, nagging...

"It's something I'm going to live with. Trouble him well and give him a convincing name.

Eyre smiled good luck and took her gaze off of us.

And without moving one eyebrow, he gabbles at his left hand with teeth that seem sharper than a person's, looking down at the blood that has flowed out and singing a beautiful melody lower.

At the same time as the song began, its blood glowed lightly with crimson magic, floating up fluttering and gathering to a point on the palm of his hand.

I was not surprised to see the amount of floating blood slowly diminishing and the wound slowly blocking.

It looked like a deep bite wound, but it's healing fast.

The red, glowing beads of blood on the palm of his hand strengthen its light as it blinks according to the melodies of Eyre's singing.

Ho ho, he returned to me after a while, not if he was looking.

It's something that sings in a very beautiful voice, so I'm really attracted to it, but now it's not the time.

By the time Eyre completes the [Dragon Blood Pearl], I will have to exchange my vows with Cerberus.

but I still can't think of a name.

"It's Cerberus, and Kel, can I?

... No, it's black, and would you prefer Cro?

Or black? is hard to call... "

My idea is such a monster.

Um, and when I leaned my neck on the other side, Cerberus' middle head also leaned so much on the other side.

Oh.

Every time I tilt my neck, my neighbor's head looks a little annoying. He's cute, too.

Not...

Name. Name.

The original world. Then call all the cats you see "balls," and dogs...

That's right.

Even Cerberus is like a kind of dog.

"Porch?"

If you call me, the Warcraft of the Three Necks is Wong! and rang.

No.

I don't think you mind, but let's not.

Obviously it doesn't look good.

Later it was hard to say, "Why did you name Cerberus Porch?" And I feel like I'm going to cry.

I'll think of a decent name, too.

Give me a decent name...

I don't feel like thinking about it. I spilled a deep sigh, ha-ha-ha.