The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"I think it would be better if we went with a policy of getting them to leave for now."

The soldiers nodded in response to my suggestion.

There may be an option to capture the escaped convict because he's back. But the opponent is a strong enough man to escape normally in any prison. I don't know what I would do if I invited you in poorly.

The soldiers of the guards here didn't even seem to know who Leah was to be God himself, but they seemed to have a sense of crisis that they should not let the strong suspicious in vain be nostalgic.

"Guys, wait a minute. I'll persuade you."

Even when Mr. Yolo is a demon, that's where the story goes.

I will carry my hope in my heart, and I will never go out of the cathedral door.

Before this one spoke, Mr. Yolo has waved with a pleasant grin under his helmet.

"Oh, isn't it a dragon? Looks like you've solved some misunderstandings from the people here. If you don't mind, why don't you mouth it so we can get our friends inside, too?

"Uh... I'm sorry, it's kind of hard"

"Why? He even brought a souvenir because of this... although the liquor is for us."

"'Cause, Lord, you've destroyed the house, haven't you? That's why we're all on our guard. I know you're not a bad demon, but I can't welcome you in this situation right now."

The fact that Leah is a witch speaks of the honest status quo for now, while laying low. If this isn't going to work, I've been thinking about the next convenience.

"I see, do you mean we're off-limits? If you think about it, you jumped out at your own convenience once. Was it too many worms to come in and let me in again?"

Oh, I blink.

He pulled me back so much more than I thought.

"Ho, did you really understand that? You wouldn't be forced to come in, would you?

"Have we ever overturned our words?

"Maybe not, but I tend to run wild with you, Lord..."

"This is not supposed to be a secular imitation of unauthorized intrusion, etc."

Speaking of which, it is. What I knew about Mr. Yolo was the upside of letting him ride the ticket to the capital. There is something strangely disciplined about Yolo, even though he was able to forcibly break through the capital's gates.

"Well, yeah. You don't break the rules."

"Exactly. We, the absolute mighty, will not escape."

When I was relieved by the success of my persuasion, I turned back and knocked over the door. The soldiers were still making me nervous, but now Mr. Yolo should be fine.

"Well, Raco. You want me to go to Mr. Leah's just in case?

Besides Mr. Yolo, there are also false family members with unknown trends. We have never crossed the line.

He looked slightly reluctant when he asked the soldiers to guide him among the witches, but he was not refused whether the Cardinal was speaking to me.

Follow the lead up the spiral staircase leading to the upper level of the cathedral.

When I saw it from the outside, a spire was popping out of the roof of the cathedral, but that's probably where we're going.

Top of the building. Witches - arguably the best place to worship God.

"This way."

After climbing the stairs so short of breath, I finally reached the door that leads to the inside of the spire.

If you look down at your feet, you're high enough to get a hiatus. Even though I was fine with flying, there is a vivid scare that my legs are getting there but my perspective is high.

"Bye, Laeko. Let's just go say hello."

"Ha."

Leave the soldier on the lookout in front of the door, and we will knock on the door. The inside of the tower was also a spiral staircase, but not so long.

I just went around the spiral about two weeks ago, and now I see an entrance door to the witch.

I knocked.

The door opened before the reply.

"You're a visitor? Please come in - are you guys? It's an odd encounter."

It was Mr. Yolo who opened the door from the inside.

"... Huh?

"Hey, you. Why are you here? The evil dragon would have chased him back earlier. Trespassing."

I look at Mr. Yolo as he stands on the bar. I can't even stop Leiko from starting to unleash hostility.

"Calm down. We're not entering without permission. They told me not to go into the cathedral, so for now, I was flying around looking for a witch through a window."

"Through the window"

I will parrot. That may not be in the building, but the grey-zone way is also a good place. He said he wouldn't run off the road, but it's obviously the way to go.

"So, as soon as you look through the window of this tower, which is the tallest, find it. So I asked him if he could come in."

Knock, and Yolo shows you in the room with his thumb.

There was a figure of Leah enjoying a bun there along with a cup of hot, standing tea.

"Ugh, this bun is delicious. Brother in armor. Thank you for your grace…"

"I was still right to buy a souvenir. My judgment is perfect."

"Right..."

It is no longer unauthorized than the Lord of the Room has granted permission to enter.

I was desperate that the persuasion was over for nothing, but I shook my head in a hurry.

"So, but Mr. Yolo. The Lord just came to say hello, didn't he? Sounds like he gave you souvenirs, too, and you don't have any business anymore, do you?

"Well, you are. I have only come to give my witch's daughter a souvenir."

Good. When I was about to exhale in relief,

"But it is not done with the business of fate. We have a duel with our favorite enemy, God, Enka, who invented this witch's daughter."

Laeko moved along with Mr. Yolo's remarks.

He pulled the dagger out of his sheath and slashed it at a rate that even left the sound behind.

But.

"Don't stand in the way. I can't give up all this."

Mr. Yolo was taking that slaughter with the right arm of his armor. It's nothing small. I just prevented Raco from coming from the front.

Of course that's not how I give up on Leiko. I pulled the dagger right away, and now I'm gonna set up a rampage, but...

"Little girl, you're going to have to take your seat off a little bit."

Mr. Yolo suddenly threw something at Laeko.

It spread over the air. That was always the cloak Mr. Yolo wore.

And all of a sudden, Laeko disappeared.

He should have tried to chop off his cape while the impulse was still running, but it disappeared as if it were sucked into the cloth.

"Laeko!"

"I just flew it to the right place. My cloak has the power to connect spaces."

That's what I said. Mr. Yolo rewraps his cape.

Speaking of which, until now, Mr. Yolo had freely stowed gold and liquor bottles in his cape. You mean you forced Raco to move with that force?

"Come on, Hua Hua. Now is the time for the long-awaited rematch. Fight me. You don't look like such a loser."

"Hey, Mr. Yolo!

I will stop Yolo, who tried to walk over to Leah.

Seeing, she is pulling back into the corner of the room in a frightened manner by the sudden rough events. From the Cardinal's story, Leah herself has no awareness of God's separate personality either.

For example, the fear felt by a girl named "Leah" today is real.

"What?

"Mm, isn't it good to be forced? I know the Lord wants a fight... but there's something convenient about him."

It looked slightly like Mr. Yolo tied his lips here.

"Oh, you're right. It's only when we're all hit together that we can make it an ideal duel."

"Bye!

"It's a long story to say."

The magic from Mr. Yolo's body to the explosion swells. Instead of this cathedral, it is powerful enough to cover the entire capital.

So suddenly, the door between the witches was kicked from the outside.

The soldiers of the church, who perceived the noise and the anomaly, poured in.

"Protect the witch!

"That armor is the demon!

They simultaneously try to attack Mr. Yolo, but in vain.

Don't move.

Just that one word from Mr. Yolo made it impossible for everyone to move as if they had been tied up in gold. I didn't use magic to make them obey me. It's just intimidation (...).

The mighty magic and presence unleashed by a being once called the Demon King had the power to make any strong man unable to move by itself.

"What are we going to do? We are not going to stop this fight. How long are you going to run away?"

"Hua Hua...? That's God's real name, isn't it? Do you have business with God? Wait. I'll call you right now..."

Leah, still not understanding the situation, desperately began to pray on the spot.

And the result is:

"Mountain Coming"

An extremely objective statement to the golden glowing hair color.

Apparently, Leah has reproduced her most recent divine descent intact. I don't care what you think. He was a spirit I knew.

Mr. Yolo was often silent when he saw Leah (in Spirit), but eventually spread his palms towards her.

"I don't know what drunkenness made you possess anybody, but you mean you're just not going to fight. Then, even if you don't, you'll have to do it yourself."

Magic converges in Mr. Yolo's hands. Same as when Laeko unleashes a slash of light.

Don't eat that stuff.

Ugh, my leg moved.

"Eat."

A glimmer of thunder struck from Mr. Yolo's hand. Light strips that try to destroy everything dye their surroundings white, breaking through the spire walls and stretching in a straight line to the sky.

If it had been a direct hit, it would have been exactly the blow that would have killed even God.

If it's a direct hit.

"... it looks like we made it."

I was fortunate that it was that Spirit who lived in Leah, on top of the long tattoo of Mr. Yolo's attack.

The Spirit of Golden Mountain will help me. With that power, it even made it possible to fly in imitation of Leiko's "Shadowy Twins".

i.e..

"Dragon, you're not going to stand in my way anymore."

Now I was flying in the sky with Leah (in Spirit) in my foreleg.

Just outside the spire window, facing Mr. Yolo directly from the front.