The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"You can't be a witch in my life. So...? Why?"

"Can you tell me why you decided you could rather be"

The destination of the dispersal with Yolo is the shade behind the institute.

As a result, it can be said that we managed to rush in time. If it had been any slower than that, Yolo might have been able to check his identity again and find out he didn't get permission.

"Okay? It's the girl witch you're recruiting, and you have to be a believer in God here? Your lord is not a goddamn big man, and you just defeated God's men, right?

"Dragon. What's the value of an old-fashioned ritual just to be imprisoned by precedent and tradition? My colleague thinks it's worth taking an innovative breath and trying to usher in a new era."

"Arguing me doesn't change the reality, does it? Not so much your lord's, but it's no longer close to reopening."

And Jolo, having received my word, looked upon the cathedral with a bite of his teeth.

"If you can't be a witch, there's no longer one way to stay. Take all the humans in this city hostage and threaten God..."

"Wait, have a slightly more flexible width for the idea. Don't run on extreme radical routes all of a sudden."

I desperately push Yolo, who tried to walk into the city with a thunderbolt on his hand.

"Oh, yeah. If there's going to be a bunch of candidate girls from all over the country, is that dispersed and sneaky enough for Laeko to infiltrate and kick in? If the Lord walks into a ritual cathedral, he'll hear the voice of God."

I thought it was a good idea - and when I saw Laeko's face, I closed my mouth to one letter and looked blatantly disgusted.

It is very rare for Laeko to look like this to my suggestion.

"Laeko......? Did you hate something?

"With all due respect, the only thing I admire is the Evil Dragon. Even for the first time, it's hard to behave in the wind of worshipping God here."

"Uh... well. Lord, I didn't like acting."

It can be the worst if they abandon the act in the middle of nowhere as light as when it was Perudona. I cut the paralysis during the ritual and said, "This country has got evil dragons!" If you scream out, it's over.

"Again, I want to be thorough in listening only to the evil dragon's will. You can still hear it if you clear your ears - 'Break it. Destroy them all. Carve further death and destruction into the world'."

"That's not me or God's third party voice. I think you're probably dangerous, so you're gonna shut it off so you won't hear it again."

"Yes, sir."

Did Yolo believe Leiko's words in discipline, with his hands on his ears and his neck tilted? I don't hear any noise when I do that. It is the usual delusion of this child.

But I got in trouble. I can't think of enough alternatives to request solemnity from Yolo. Without a good idea, Yolo would run into tons of demonstrable behavior again. Even though Raco says that such an element is enough on his own.

"What are you gonna do, dragon? Without a good plan, we are going to act on our own discretion. Right... it seems appropriate to tie a ribbon to my helmet to deceive the gender of my sister first. If you can't do that, you can still use force."

"Ugh... why is this guy so miserable..."

Do you think you can deceive that harsh form with every ribbon? There is considerable public ignorance around the fact that the memory of the previous life is incomplete on the fourth day of life.

At that time, Laeko came onto my back more and more.

"Dear Evil Dragon. Again, the only person you can count on in this situation is Master Evil Dragon. Neither can this Pompeitato Demon King, neither can I. If that happens, I don't know if it's better than Evil Dragon infiltrating us as a witch candidate anymore."

"I'm the least qualified, aren't I? First of all, you're not even human, are you?

"What do you say? Didn't your witch credentials include 'being human' or something like that?"

"Normally I think it was just too big a premise to be omitted."

But Laeko holds his fist in excitement.

"It also brilliantly matches the condition of 'young woman with magic'. The mighty magic of the Evil Dragon is so fearful to everyone in this world that its life span is infinite - that is, even with eternal youth. It's exactly the kind of condition that was created for the evil dragon."

"What's your gender?

"Come on, Evil Dragon, make your decision."

"What's your gender?

The question is very naturally put through whether it is trivial for Laeko. I am probably a male. I'm not sure I've ever met a fellow citizen before... but I think he's probably a male.

"You know, Raco. Such impotence..."

"I see."

Before I disputed, Jolo snorted loudly.

"Nor did we seem to have abandoned our preconceptions. It is true that your claim is clear. This dragon - let's just call it a witch candidate."

"You don't have any muscles at all, do you? It's Gabagaba's category, isn't it?

"Naturally. Master Evil Dragon's great potential allows him to cope with all things. There's no such thing as controlling this amount of trouble."

Whether the wavelength fits in vain, the conversation between Leiko and Yolo is oddly smooth. Everyone usually believes very naturally in Laeko's tongue-demo remarks that are suspicious of their ears.

Well, maybe it's just that Yolo is gullible.

"Uh, Mr. Yolo. Will the LORD trust me and keep quiet, because I will manage after him? Never do anything extra."

"Um, I'll take care of it"

But the lie progresses to an irrevocable level for what is easy to take charge of poorly.

In the meantime, I returned to the tavern with the "I'll take care of the rest," but this also just put the issue off a few days away. I'm already about to cry in a situation that's close to clogging.

"... Laeko. I was wondering if Mr. Yolo would sneak back to the tavern without stopping by properly."

"I'm sure it's all right."

"Just in case. Just go."

"Understood."

On the proper pretext Leiko will also be removed from the spot, and I will start walking again to the cathedral.

It's out of the question that I'm going to be a witch candidate, so I'm going to ask if I can just show you the ritual of the day.

If we can get inside the cathedral during the ritual, we might have some chance.

"Outsiders are off-limits. Please understand."

"Bye, man."

Tear Gate Foreclosure.

I thought this would happen anyway, but the mental damage was still enormous.

In the fountain in front of the cathedral, drinking mindless yak water while I was on my way - there was a gentleman lined up next to me.

And it was small.

For a moment I thought it was Leiko, but two more times smaller than that. She is a girl of about five or six years of age, wrapped in a white monastic coat as a cape.

"Hey, Mr. Dragon? What's the matter with you? Are you crying?

And with a creepy eye, he asked worryingly.