The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

Even in the midst of a scream of confusion from the front streets, the voices of the fake family often sound strange.

He answers the point made by Yolo without moving.

"You don't think I have any feelings for Lady Leavendia? Say something funny. There is no more evil dragon in this world than I am. Are you saying you don't understand this overflowing awe?

"Say stupid. No matter where you look from, you'll miss the little girl there better."

Mr Yolo says confidently referring to Laeko.

Leiko also turned into a hockey face and said to Yolo, "You have a lot of eyes to see. I'll give you a compliment," he nods joyfully.

"No, I don't even have to compare you to that little girl. That dragon would have about a normal friend, too. Your" awe that's overflowing "is less than that."

"Wait, Mr. Yolo. I'm a friend because I pulled it off."

"He's not here?

"Oh, speaking of which, Aliante, the hunting god, the Virgin."

Recently, Shayna and the manipulators became friends. Mr. Spirit is a little dry, but he's one of those people who fought with me, and Doradora has helped me a little in a difficult situation.

Although there is a hostile or subtle relationship with Liot, there is a strange sense of comradeship because the purpose of putting Leiko back together is consistent.

"... hehe. It's an interesting joke. You think my feelings for this Lady Ravendia of my family are inferior to those of such elephants?

"I don't know."

"On what grounds?

"It's my friend Yamakura."

In other words, Mr. Yolo, almost unjustifiably cut off, starts scattering purple electricity from the top of his armor patchouli. Looks like a lot of war.

So for the first time, there seemed to be signs of impatience from fake family members.

"... do you still mean Demon King even if it rusts? It's not that easy."

"Wait!"

Fake family members floating in the universe move themselves slightly. Did you take that as a way of escape, or Mr. Yolo bent his knee and took a leap position.

At that moment, however, it was "The Great Claw of the Dragon King" at the hands of a false family member who had been released for Mr. Yolo's sake.

"Mmm!"

Mr. Yoro, who was still about to jump, turns aggressively to a defensive posture. Might have been a good time for Mr. Yolo's physical abilities. Behind them, however, are the Cardinals consolidated by the killing of Lecco, as well as a large number of people as far as the surface alley.

Take refuge in it, Mr. Yolo dared to take it.

It is an attack by a fake family member who even crushed Laeko's all-powerful 'big nails'. The armor swells, and the ground cracks widen as you look at the ground you're treading to keep pushing.

"How about it!"

I just popped out. I urge Laeko, who was on his back, to evacuate with a gaze. Fortunately, the will goes through, and in an instant, Laeko leaves.

Towards the "big claw" that Yolo pushed away, I stuck in a frightened, rounded position with my extremities shrunk - into the disguise.

As soon as possible, the slaughter of light scratches out as much as the sumptuous.

"- Mm."

"Oh good, it just disappeared...... are you all right, Mr. Yolo?

I tremble in relief with tears as I roll to the ground in a shrunken position.

I knew by reason that I could probably turn it off, but it still took some dying courage to get into it myself.

It's just that I'm getting used to flying in the sky, and I think I've only gotten a little more nervous lately than before.

And if I praised myself, Mr. Yolo would say to my forehead, "Shit!" I've tapped my finger.

"Ammo!"

"I would have said the handouts were useless. Why did you get in my way? Without such help, we would have won."

"That being said, Mr. Yolo. There are normal people behind you, so you've never turned anything off."

I argued that far and said, "Speaking of which, what about the fake family?" At the same time I remembered.

By the time Me and Mr. Yolo looked up in the air, the false family had already disappeared. Apparently, the signs of escape that Mr. Yolo had guessed were not a mistake.

"I let you get away... but what have you come to do? That damn mask. Dragon, don't you have any idea?

"I'm in trouble with him, too. They've been coming to us for a while now, and they're giving us weird hands."

Mr. Yolo bent his lips under his helmet. Maybe he's getting away and pissed off.

"By the way, you, show me some body."

"Huh? It's okay. Because I'm not hurt or anything."

"I'm telling you to show your body because you're not hurt. I have some interest in why the miscellaneous fish were able to survive such an attack without injury."

"Ohm."

Mr. Yolo pulled my front leg and stood up, poking his flank scales with a punni.

At that time.

Leiko, who sparkled his eyes, jumped on my back with momentum.

"Dear Evil Dragon Dear Evil Dragon Dear Evil Dragon! That's just great! Its rigid scale that wipes it out completely just by touching a handful of blows even the Demon King...! Oh! Master Evil Dragon is still the strongest and the best!

I was tearing myself apart.

In the meantime, Mr. Yolo stares around at the scales and horns on my flank. However, it is a mystery whether Leiko is able to observe me accurately because he is shaking me.

"Please, Mr. Yolo. Do you have any idea what it is?

"It is a normal scale with no philosophy whatsoever. No, it's a little softer than normal."

"Bye."

I sighed at the lack of clues, but Yolo, on the other hand, devised something with his mouth firmly tied.

"Mr. Yolo?

"- No, for one thing, you run away early. In some cases, you should also look at escaping from the country."

"Why?"

Fake family members were also repelled, and I met someone who seemed familiar with spirits and demons called the Cardinals.

Didn't you just decide to hang out with them in the name of an investigation?

"Regardless of our people, you're probably not a tranquil captive. Look at that one."

Mr. Yolo pointed to the Cardinals and armed groups who had fallen and lay on the roof of alleys and buildings. Now that Leiko has stopped releasing his stalled killer, they are slowly trying to get up.

The eye turns this way.

There was so much alarm and hostility on his gaze that he stabbed this skin.

"Evil Dragon...... Leavendia......"

Mouth to mouth they are whining. Then he picks up the weapon that was falling off and starts to set up an offensive posture on Russia or something.

I shake my head and call upon them.

"Wait a minute! Because I'm not like that! No, maybe it's an evil dragon... because I want to get along with your lords!

"No use."

Standing position the opposite of just now. As a shield from their attack, Mr. Yolo stood before me with his back turned.

"Looks like the mask just did something. They already think of you as an 'evil dragon'. Clear your ears, not just here."

Calm down and concentrate your ears on the noise from the surface street. Until just now, I thought you were simply making noise about the explosion and the flash, but there was a mix of words in there that I could hear.

"Evil Dragon," "Leavendia," "Invasion," "Destruction" - those words.

As if I had come to attack this city.

"We have business with God here, so here we are deliberately caught by these guys. But you don't have any business. If you're in a place like this, you'll soon be in contention. Just run away."

"... excuse me"

What Mr. Yolo said made sense. It only spreads unnecessary confusion with us here.

Even if you try to solve a misunderstanding, once you pull back, you have to avoid only fighting.

"Laeko!"

"Yes, sir."

Wings grow on my back (with the magic of Laeko). Leave Mr. Yolo under his eyes and escape to the sky above the capital at once.

I was thinking as I carried myself away from the capital to the green plains.

Perhaps it was the work of the false family that made the Cardinals and the people of the city perceive me as a completely "evil dragon". Don't say anything.

- Is this irrational phenomenon too similar to how I became called the Evil Dragon?