The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"None now! I didn't just hammer him with a knoll! I don't have a god or anything!

"Don't be modest, Master Evil Dragon. It's true that God of Destruction has been our specialty until now, but I'm sure we'll show extraordinary skill as gods who govern our country."

"Laeko. I appreciate your encouragement, but I need you to take it easy and make a fictional career appeal and spread the wound."

Trembling, I turn again to God. She has already fallen asleep in the meadows' Ah good 'to look like another HR.

"Hey Lord, are you serious? I don't have a god or anything."

'It's okay, it's okay. Because Atashi didn't do anything just because he left it to the thunderous gods of handpawns and the Holy Beasts. You can leave it to the strong little one there, too. God or whatever. It's a fine name, but it's an easy job for everyone. Give it a try.'

"Lord, you must never say in front of the faithful that you have no such body or lid, right?

It ceases to be something that had faith and shit.

The once visited Virgin of Saelen worked in person to protect the town, but if she were also powerful enough to gather faith from all over a country, she would serve fully by simply subcontracting her guardianship to her subordinate family.

"But Lord. If it's an easy job, why are you retiring?

'Cause I'm going to bed'

"Sleep"

I also have trouble disputing it because of the serious cheapness with which the reason is a little in God. You just guessed the lack of words, God has been going on for a bit longer.

"This country is a giant volcanic island. So Atashi was born of a god whose volcano was worshipped."

"Volcano... that sounds strong again"

When I came across the sea, I saw with this eye that the coastline of this country was stretching. If the national territory with this much breadth is called a volcano as it is, its power would be tremendous.

Once the eruption is in full swing, the whole world may be at the level of being hit by a natural mutation.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Mullah?"

"Oops. Some magma hasn't come to me lately. Come on. It feels like the volcano is in dormancy. Thanks to you, Atashi's already sleepy, sleepy, stupid armored opponents and all that honesty."

"Uh... I mean, I'm going to sleep in a dormant volcano, so anybody was looking for a successor?

Surely if it doesn't even smell like gas instead of volcanoes, I don't see any place where the white smoke of steam is rising. If you say you're on the verge of becoming a dormant volcano, I'm convinced.

'Whoa, nice. Nice. You seem old enough to understand fast. I don't mean anyone, but if you're not big enough, you have the majesty of looking, and your men seem strong enough. You can ask for it, right?

I squatted with my head in my arms.

By the way, Laeko composes the anthem lyrically with a wuss by his side. Please make sure this disastrous song never sees the day.

"The people of the people can't take a sudden change of God, can they?

'You don't have to be unacceptable. Nothing. I'm an evil dragon, so I'm forced to declare my dominion. Whoever complains, show him. Tighten him up on the spot.

"You're a pretty good talker. I like it."

Leiko had an evil grin as he worked in a musical activity. Oh, my God. I can't believe that both gods have the same level of ideas as this child.

Mr. Yolo was moderate in the place of the Demon King, but this man feels radical in the place of God.

I cough and stretch my spine.

"May I, God? That kind of important story should be spoken to first and foremost in the body, not as a passing sign. You're with the Cardinal. Shouldn't we talk to these people about 'I'm going to dormant' and have a good discussion about the handover system while they sleep?

"You know, even if God said that, you'd make a fuss."

"Wouldn't it be more noisy to retire without any consultation?

But God says, 'I don't know - I can't hear you', a setup that blocks my ears. The look on the face of a witch girl who was innocent is now transformed like just a sexually vicious evil child.

So Laeko got on my back a little bit.

"Come on, Evil Dragon. If that's the case, let's keep going back to the capital and call it a declaration of domination. It seems to be a bit of a hitch to fan that fake family member, but let's just say that now is a good time for the folks to be afraid and fighting against the evil dragon. Hey God, you can accompany me and declare your delegation of full powers to Lord Evil Dragon."

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

"It's not good, is it? Because it's the worst thing you can do as a person to stick it where you're scared, isn't it?

I preach humanitarianism desperately. On second thought, I'm not human, but at least I think I'm more human than anyone else in this room. Is it true that Laeko lacks too much human flavor?

"And God too. Now there's more important things than looking for a successor like that, isn't there? Mr. Yolo is here, as are the fake family members called the executives of the Demon King's Army... now is not the time for the Lord to come forward and reassure everyone?

'You're not. You can leave your stupid armor alone, and fake family members are not your problem. "

"Mr. Yolo, leave him alone. Yeah?

"Stalkers are welcome."

It is a true argument.

It is true that leaving it alone is unlikely to be a ferocious imitation, so it is probably the safest way to keep a moderate distance. But why not? It makes me feel strangely sympathetic. I had no idea the day would come when I would have such feelings for the Demon King.

'If that fool seems to be loud, say,' I'll be back in a million years, 'as appropriate. Then you'll be waiting quietly like a cat.'

I turn my eyes a little round to God, who says so as he falls asleep in the meadow.

'Huh?

"No. Instead of enemies, you trust each other in something odd. Like a friend."

"Friends don't fight whether they live or die."

It is.

But I don't see any of those negative feelings between God and Mr. Yolo, like resentment or revenge. It just seems like a bad friend relationship.

"Oh, speaking of which. May I ask how your Lord and Mr. Yolo fought, if I may?

There may be future battles of the same magnitude by Lecco. You have to be prepared and work out your heart in advance to do that.

But as soon as I asked, God became obviously tannic.

"Uh. Did I ask you something wrong? Nothing if you don't want to answer. Yes..."

'I'd rather hear this one than that, but what reason is that little one getting so strong?

Oh, they missed the point.

I try not to change my expression while I perceive a shitty change of subject. Apparently for God, the battle against Mr. Yolo is a past he doesn't want to be touched.

"Uh, as for Reko's magic... can you give me a little ear?

"Am I?"

So I spoke to God about the hypothesis of Raco's source of magic. The negative sentiment of "Fear of Evil Dragons" overflowing all over the world has become a tremendous amount of magic and influx into Raco.

Speaking of which, the reason I came to this country was also to look for its' measures to stop the influx '.

Maybe God would give me some advice - that's what I was hoping for, but it was a hell of a word God had let go after hearing everything.

'No, you're wrong about that reasoning. I don't care what you think. It's your magic, that.'