The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

Fortunately, Raco moved too fast.

I'm sure the silver dragon would not have been able to recognize that he had eaten his fist, nor would he have remembered the glimmer of fear. It won't even deepen the trauma any further.

Well, the problem was then.

"Dear Evil Dragon. What shall we do with this dragon? I have a good idea."

"Yeah, Leiko. I'll dismiss you, but let me just ask you something."

- First of all, let's do it.

"I knew it was good. I don't want to hear it anymore."

I shrug my ears off. [M]

Alliante had shrugged iron rope from a nearby windmill shed and was silently tying the dragon.

"Hey family daughter. Will you explore the signs of the example spiritual demon? Are you still possessed by this dragon?

"What are you talking about? The evil dragon finally defeated it."

"That, it seems, was the split that Ravendia defeated. This dragon seemed possessed until just now, but now what do you say?

I could see that Laeko was slightly upset. I guess you didn't mind the expression that I almost defeated the enemy.

Still, at first, I knelt beside the dragon and began to test.

"... there are signs of heterogeneity, though small. Probably still inside."

"But I don't know if it's the main unit or the split. It's a tough opponent to make. What do we do, Leavendia? Do you want to wrap this dragon up for now?

"Why are you asking me for such a cruel judgment?"

I walk over to the dragon as a dragon.

I'll poke it with my front leg for now, but don't get on with me as conveniently as you did earlier.

Looks like he's just learned from the other side.

"Oh, yeah. Virgin. Can't you do something about this, Lord? Good things like getting rid of spiritual demons."

I look back and call on the cowardly Virgin, who was watching far back.

Coming here with a snack, she created a ball of water that swirled in her hand.

"This is demon-proof water that's protecting the city - why don't we try it? Maybe he'll run away."

"Oh, I can count on you. Please."

Shit, and a waterball dropped on the dragon's face.

As if it were a fish launched ashore, a tied dragon stuffed the chicks.

Obviously suffering. As it is, the Silver Dragon breathes out before the spiritual demon is seared out.

"This is what happens when you water your fallen apprentice during training..."

It is an emotional alliante, in contrast to me, who orbits for help.

I'm horrified that I don't feel much of a crisis when I look at this agony.

I saw Liot's face floating in the mourning sky. Though I'm probably not dead critical yet.

And as far as Laeko,

"Go on. One shot isn't enough. Let them bathe like waterfalls."

Complete livestock face.

Besides, if I come with a Virgin who respects Lecco, I'm trying to follow that with an innocent salute.

"How about it! Uh... I still don't want this dragon to kill me. You know, value for use, uh... pathetic... yeah, a lot..."

My gaze swims because I didn't immediately think of a useful reason.

"Besides, if you think about it, getting rid of the spiritual demons is another repetition of the same thing. Shouldn't we see how things go here once?

The hand struck Laeko makes his eyes shine.

"I see. That's Mr. Evil Dragon. Hey, stop shooting, sailor. Didn't you hear what the evil dragon said?"

"Huh? The words of the evil dragon? I didn't hear you at all - Oh, that's what you mean! It didn't sound to me, but I'm sure Lady Leiko will hear the true evil dragon! Exactly!"

The Virgin, who thinks of me as a lizard (fact), showed a rare response.

And Laeko, having received it, turned to me with a look of surprise,

"Ha. Dear Evil Dragon, no way is that just direct to my heart...? What an honor..."

Alliante looked like a stone. It is a policy not to engage in any part of this exchange.

I didn't take any separate reactions either, but for now, the Virgin and Lecco decided to pull apart at an early stage.

I feel these two only roll in a bad direction when the gear meshes to engage.

"Ravendia, if you don't want to kill this dragon, I have a proposition for you."

Aliante raised her hand when she saw the desk. I said, "What?" and snort.

"If you become a spiritual demon that uses up to a split on top of no entity, simple force moves are difficult to deal with. We should have enough tools and specialist operators for sealing. I'm going to go back to Perudona and bring in some people."

"Oh. Wouldn't that be nice? I agree with that."

I'm not sure if it's actually superior as a measure, but if no one dies, I can be honest.

"It helps that you agree. Then ask for surveillance so that the spiritual demons do not escape from this dragon's body. You'll be fine if you keep it surrounded by the Virgin's kingdom. Let your family's daughter deal with you in case another demon comes along."

"Tell him to come back as soon as possible. I'm not anxious."

"Don't worry. My horse can make it back and forth by sundown."

The time is already noon.

Unlike the straw that has been here for almost two whole days, Alliante's horse seems to be excellent.

As she whistled, a chestnut-haired horse ran as she jumped the mud from inside the city to her hooves.

The tenderness is white and there is style when you do it instead of a horse. So much so that I thought it might be a horse-shaped demon.

The horse, who had run to our side, looked around the scene as if trying to identify the situation.

And...

Only I saw it twice with great momentum.

It's like saying, "Are you serious?"

Maybe this is the eyes of an adult who sees a child dispersed on the battlefield. Why is there just lizards misplaced in places like this - that was the gaze to ask truthfully.

I responded with a spare grin reminiscent of the elderly.

I'd rather hear why. [M]