The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

The view of the meadow, which should be long idle, flows away at high speeds.

The ball goes on everywhere, leaving my screams and tears as a trajectory.

Normally, it should have fallen instantly.

But now my body is supported by the power of mystery.

Since it is no longer possible to reach the ball, my body is very slightly floating on the ball.

If you look back behind you, Leiko is also coming after you with the Divine Beasts. But the speed is overwhelmingly faster here. It seemed kind of like a high move in vain, but is this speed because of it?

"Please! I need to stop anyway...!

Perhaps the magic on this ball, like the "Shadowy Twins," is supposed to be the perception of auxiliary magic. That is, when I touch it, the magic is not deactivated.

Then the only way to stop it is to break the ball.

I activated the Black Claw of the Hunting God. And I'm gonna stretch it towards the ball, but...

"... ah"

The moment I touched him, my nails were bounced and I was finished. I can't even wear one of the scratches.

And I turn again around the raccoon behind me, and speak to the black claw with a low voice.

"Whew, hunting god? Can you hear me? Can you help me with this pinch of absolute fate?

Through these claws, the Hunting God seems to be watching over me.

And in case you do, sometimes you can help just a little bit. For me to be fatally lacking in offense, now is the time, above all, to want that help.

And my voice sounded slightly from my black nails, as if to respond to my voice.

"None... Far Sugi... Good luck........................... '

It's sad that even though it's fragmentary, it conveys in an instant what you want to say.

"Do something there! See, your lord is not a gut-manageable doctrine!? Do something about this place this time with that gut!

"Omaega... Myself de... guts"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I may not be able to hear you because your voice is in a bad state."

"Tawake. Sesame Casna"

Perhaps the voice is becoming a little clearer because the guts of being a hunting god have been demonstrated.

"Anyway, please, hunting god! You just have to attack me once!

"I can't, Namonoha. I can't. Dakedo... Chotto to be teh... Kochni, Ate to be... '

"Hunting God!? Hunting god!?

Bump, and.

After getting thinner and thinner, the voice of the Hunting God was interrupted.

My liver freezes to despair.

While doing so, the walls of the capital are approaching with a glimpse into the distance. You must have flown off at quite a speed, but I didn't want to come back in such a short time.

And after all, in front of the walls, the wizards, who seemed to belong to the Church, were amazingly forming themselves.

If you continue on the course of keeping the ball rolling, it will be in the form of breaking through them from the front and entering the capital.

It is a bee's nest, no matter what you think.

"Ugh, at least I ate a lot more grass before I got on the balls... I can't believe this is going to make any sense..."

I never expected the end of five thousand years of my life to be "dead because I couldn't get off the balls of fierce speed".

Not long ago, when I heard about this cause of death, I said, "It's a joke. What the hell kind of rarity would kill you like that if it happened," he would have laughed. It is such a rarity.

"- Confirm target!

And the magicians who guarded the capital found me, and set up their weapons all at once. But we're not attacking. When I was surprised at how things were going or something, a commander-like man shouted out loud.

"Evil Dragon Leavendia! You took our witch hostage!? What's the purpose!

That's what I was talking about.

My heart mourns me, but if I think calmly, I may now be a chance in a certain way. Until we know whether Leah is safe or not, the attack will be carried out gently against me.

"Uh, it's a misunderstanding. I didn't grab it, and Leah came to me in peace."

"Lie to me! Then stop the invasion of the capital now! What's that newbie weapon-like thing at its feet!

There is no sound beyond honesty.

He's only a hostile opponent, no matter what you think, such as an opponent thrusting into the formation super fast. No one can believe you claim to be a ballplayer, not a weapon.

"Apparently there's no room for negotiation! There's no other way - show us our power!

"Wait, wait, wait! Because there's only room for negotiation! I'm not a negotiator!

Of course you can't ask me. And when the weapons of the wizards were directed against me, and their tips were lit with magic,

I was abruptly off course.

The orbit, which was in a straight line towards the capital, begins to circle around the same place while drawing a small circle.

When I looked at my feet wondering what the hell had happened, there was a change in my black nails.

A single thread of light is stretched from the black nail. That yarn, which I recognize somewhere, had 'manipulated' the ball off the track forcefully.

- Manipulate me.

'Hey Leavendia... I'm in trouble...? I need your help...?

And when I heard this voice from my fingernails, I remembered clearly who was the owner of the thread.