The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

When we revealed the night in the village, we were walking down the street to the capital of this Olivian nation.

I couldn't refuse because of my apologies for the cost of accommodation and my disrespect, and Yolo is with me.

The boss of the Demon King's Army - that is, since he found out we (Reko) were not the demon kings he intended, Reko has been softening his attitude relatively, and he no longer behaves in such a way that he would be cautious but would strike Yolo.

"... but I'm not anxious"

"Master Evil Dragon? What's wrong with you?

"Ainya. It's okay, this way."

It was Yolo's words last night that stabbed me in the heart with a thorn.

'Laeko is weak' was too shocking a word for me.

Three days old - no, if the four days of Yolo today is this strength, the real demon king could be more than that. In fact, even to the self-proclaimed 'Families of Evil Dragons' that fought before this, Leiko has suffered defeat.

If there were to be more than a few demons than Laeko, would this world already be in greater danger than we could have imagined?

And I perceived my emotions in darkness, and Yolo walking next door spoke to me.

"What's up, dragon? You look superior in complexion. Are you feeling any better?

"What do you say to Master Evil Dragon? The owner of a tough flesh like the evil dragon should be sick as a human being."

"Tough......?

Laeko on my back disagrees with Yolo in a murky way.

"It's okay, Laeko. It's time for me to act like a big dragon so I don't make a fuss. It's more natural to look pale, isn't it?

"I see. That's just the acting power, Master Evil Dragon."

"... I was wondering"

So Yolo stared at me.

"You've always been called 'Evil Dragon', etc., but are you some kind of superior being? In my opinion, the dragon is just a lizard variant."

"Hmm... the Demon King's eyes look a lot like a pit. No, is it a harsh story? Because there is no one in this world who can break through the great camouflage of the evil dragon..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yolo. Do you think it's like a nickname for this kid to call me the Evil Dragon?"

"There seems to be some trouble. Fine, it's none of my business anyway. I'll leave you alone."

That's right, even if you call yourself the Demon King. Only a king often takes into account people's circumstances.

It strikes me as if this was an adult response, but I was four days old. Rather than the tenth year of Raco, it is far more splendid than the fifth millennium of mine. I feel sorry for you.

Well, I can't help but cuddle. This is who I am. Nothing will ever change.

"Nevertheless, I wonder what a national festival is doing. The capital isn't muddy. Yeah."

Speaking of the image of the festival in me, it is an array to the Virgin. In that case he even acted like a free meal, though in a way the opposite is true.

As we walked forward with some mixing of expectations and anxiety, we saw a large gate, the entrance to the capital.

Made of marble, the Dodo and the luxurious Daimon get the impression of revealing their majesty as a capital rather than for defense like the walls of Perudona.

"Raco, will you give me a permit?

"Ha."

Laeko takes the seal out of my luggage and stands by on my back. I was only able to say strictly not to cause any problems, and it is a crisp attitude at all times.

And arrive in front of the gatekeeper.

The guards don't seem to be very strong, and it also looks like they're only a liturgical role to be here.

"I'm sorry. This is the permit to the capital I received in the immigration screening, will you look at it?

"Yes, I did."

The gatekeeper, who spread the seal, unexpectedly quickly turned out to be a strange face.

"Excuse me. It's supposed to be one kid and one lizard that passed the review, but that armor over there...?

"It is these two people"

Yolo answered briefly. The bewildered gaze of the gatekeeper turns to Laeko and me.

"Um, this guy's... I'm the escort I hired on the road...... can you let me come in with you because you're the one I can count on? Look, we're a pair of kids and lizards, so we're worried in case."

"Wait, Master Evil Dragon. With me, you don't need an escort or anything."

"Because now is not the time to show that will. I understand your Lord's pride, but keep it down a little bit."

The gatekeeper wrinkles more and more at the root of his eyebrows in our interactions.

"If it's normal, it's still in the middle of an important festival right now. I'm sorry, but the escort will pick you up."

When I was about to say it, Laeko said, "Pan!," he clapped his hands together. I was a little surprised by the sound and jumped on the spot.

"Laeko? Suddenly you slap your hand. What is it?

"Gatekeeper... look closely at that letter again. Doesn't it say 'three'? Allow me, the evil dragon, and the weird armor for three -"

Speaking in a slow, mind-blowing tone, the gatekeeper began to turn his eyes as he wandered into confusion.

And I thought the confusion had subsided, and I leaned over here with eyes that had completely lost their light.

"The three of you...? Speaking of which... if you look closely... it's like I'm writing with the three of you..."

"I guess so. That's for sure. Trust your own judgment. All right, let's go through here."

"Yes... I understand... Lady Leiko"

"If we make it through here safely, forget all the interactions we have right now. And I recall it was' me and the two evil dragon-like 'who passed through here. That's good."

"... Yes, I did"

The gatekeeper nods his neck in tease and is shaking on the spot like he's half asleep.

"Dear Evil Dragon, I was able to convince you safely. This is going to get us through."

"I'm going to feel like I'm glad I already have a permit or something like that."

I also feel I should have passed the immigration screening with this.

"Wouldn't you use funny moves, little girl? I'm a born champion who can only walk the King's Road, so I'm not good at these tricks. Thank you."

"What is it with you? Great evil dragon-like brainwashing. You think it's a trick?

"Yes, yes, let's fight. Why don't you just go through and get Mr. Gatekeeper back to his sanity?"

And I prompted Laeko, and hurried through the gate. Looking back, the gatekeeper is suddenly stretching his spine and looking left and right as if he's confused.

Take a distance from the gate by becoming a fleeing fast leg.

"Oh, shit. Even though the gatekeeper was supposed to guide me to the lab, I couldn't guide him because of the way he did it."

"Shall we look for it with a thousand eyes?

"No - well, yeah. Take a little sightseeing around the city and you'll find it."

This capital has developed more than any other city I have ever visited.

First of all, the building is large. All this seems to be a sturdy stone, high hierarchical, distant cathedral-like facility, the size that I would be able to stretch and live without any problems even if I were my original size.

"Well, my brother will be excused here. For a short time, thank you for your help."

"Oh, thank you for yesterday. You're not supposed to have this weird mess or anything, are you?

"I know. We are not low-level demons who attack people unrestrainedly - but"

"But?"

Yolo put his hand on the jaw of his helmet and looked around like it was puzzling.

"The cathedral over there, the sculpture in the square there...... It's the kind of design that is dedicated to doing it and thunder, but is this the fashion of yesterday?

It was a strangely abrupt question.

If you do say so, the tip of the cathedral's pointed roof is adorned with metal ornaments like lightning falling from heaven.

The sculptures in the city and the tile paintings laid on the streets' ground are often inspired by thunderclouds and lightning.

"Speaking of which, what the hell is this?"

As I answered that question, Leiko glanced at me hard.

"Even if I name the Demon King, I won't even be able to check this level of information - I'll tell you. Listen to me. I hear the god this country worships is the god who commands thunder." The heavenly thunderclouds are its dwelling place, and they cast down the thunderbolts of judgment on the thieves who enter the land, "he said.

"What?"

It was as if I would usually leak, and Yolo uttered a dumbfounded voice.

"What's wrong, Mr. Yolo? Oh, maybe you don't like thunder?

"I don't like thunder...? Phew, that doesn't even reach the Evil Dragon who pours down 10,000 lightning on sunny weather..."

But Yolo was somewhere above the sky against Laeko's provocation.

"I don't like it...... not. No, I'd rather not be good at it... but..."

"Things don't look right, Lord. Did something bad happen?

When I touched Yolo's front leg, which worried him, he opened his mouth slightly.

I have a lot of questions - and I put them in front of me.

"That thundercloud might be the one my brother knocked down yesterday."