The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"Ravendia. Just in case I ask, is that memory true?

"I don't know."

Me and Alliante look at it with a chilled look as the sight of Cacchauf is screened.

The manipulators have a tranced face, and Laeko is looking down at it with a toothpick.

The hunting god and the Virgin don't seem to be very interested from the start, and are a little distant about God rigging.

"Hey, you. Stop joking about paranoia. If you don't remember the memories of the Demon King now, I'll crush your head in this place."

"Ha! Do you regret it, little one! This is the secret memory of the days of Atashi and Ravendia's Demon King Army...... hmmm...?

It was a bunch of cocksuckers who bragged about trying to argue against Raco, but the narrative grew more and more butt-shuffy.

"No, you're not. This is what I'm paranoid about before Atashi goes to bed... not a memory... yeah...?

"Wait, stuffed animal. I'll explore it all over again."

Leiko's right hand gripping the heads of the manipulators reinforced the light even further.

And Laeko frowns.

"I see. If you tried to get me to throw up information about the Demon King, it seems to be taking protection to disrupt it with false memories. But with my power now, there's no such thing as unprotection."

Once the light that was projected onto the rock wall disappears and is displayed as "Loading", the screening begins again.

That's where it was.

"Wow. I have to write an invitation to the Demon King's Army Executive Council for the first time hosted by this Atashi. I knew I wanted to invite that evil dragon Ravendia to my main guest...... I've got to get a lot of stuff ready. '

It was a landscape where the manipulators were moving their brushes on the tabletop and writing invitations for the Demon King's Army Executive Council.

It is a tragic memory for her that no one came to Locke.

"Ugh... ahhh"

Is it still black history, the manipulators start gasping in a dying voice.

But there were many tips hidden in this sight about the Demon King Army.

It was Alliante who first noticed.

"The daughter of a family member. It's an invitation. Can you zoom in on the invitation part more? If you look at the address and the text, you may be able to see the names and qualities of other executives."

While showing frustration with the instructions from Alliante, Lecco enlarged the part of the invitation, "I know I don't even need to be told," he said.

"The first one is addressed to Master Evil Dragon Leavendia... it's you"

"Looks like it."

The problem continues. Since only one bat of demons of the mental body fought in Saelen has been sent to the executive club's mercy, would the second one be addressed to "Vain"?

But that thought came off.

"The second one too... it's you." To Dear Evil Dragon Leavendia ""

"Did you make a mistake or something on the first one?

I'm sorry I bothered to let you rewrite it.

I look at the third one that follows as I bow my head toward the manipulations of the past.

"The third one is also" addressed to Master Evil Dragon Leavendia "..."

The on-screen manipulators move their brushes in a heartbeat, continuing to repeat their self retake on the invitations as they let the frantic air flow.

When Laeko sends the fast forward, the mountain of bot invitations piles up as he looks around.

"Oh, looks like you're finally done. I'm happy to encapsulate it. That's... more or less the 200th one."

"Invitations are such a cage of obsession."

In the future, I think I'll save it if some kind of invitation comes from the manipulators.

Otherwise, we're going to hit some kind of bee.

Well, this is where the crux comes from. The names of the executives other than Evil Dragon Leavendia...

Bhattan, and.

Whether fatigue had reached its peak only with the invitation addressed to me, the manipulations of the past began to rest as they stuck themselves at their desks.

There was a shadow coming in from the corner on the screen as Leiko tried to fast forward again with his tongue pounding.

'You seem to have written it up. Then I'll be responsible for delivering this invitation.'

Mask with x-mark on black coat. Definitely that false relative.

Fucking people snorting at their desks. The fake family members then take away one of the last invitations written up by the manipulators.

"Did you deceive and steal the letter to Master Evil Dragon? It's a sin worth dying for. I've already killed him, but you could have done more suffering."

"Little girl...... it doesn't go against you, but I appreciate all that. Thank you for taking my revenge on Atashi's invitation."

"Hmm, don't get me wrong. I just can't forgive the undead for taking away the personal belongings of the evil dragon."

With the sight of a common enemy, a slight bond is sprouting between Laeko and the manipulators.

But it was crazy.

After handing over letters to false family members, the manipulators did not attempt to write any invitations to other executives.

There is still no scene where Raco writes a letter to another executive anywhere, although he spins fairly fast and fast.

"What do you mean, you? I assume you wrote to the other executives about the executive meeting?

"Probably. But I can't remember anything well...... Ah! Oh, shit! Maybe no one came because Atashi forgot to serve it! It wasn't because they hated me because I didn't want you! Good!"

Sleep and say, and Leiko strangled the manipulators' necks.

The manipulators lose consciousness in a second with Cotten, and the screening of memory ends.

"Alliante. How do I interpret that now?

"I still can't say anything. Let's just explore the next source."

It would be Doradora if it were my next source.

Almost everyone's eyes turn to him dying, but...

"Ah! Is it my turn at last? So everyone listens to me in full! What are you hiding? I was promised executive treatment by the Demon King's Army and solicited! If it had been up to you, it would have been more than likely that you would have been elected to the next Demon King by showing up at the head of the Demon King's Army!

Only the Virgin begins to live in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

Although I am glad to see you this long today, I honestly do not ask the Virgin to act as a source of information.

and that's where Alliante turns to the Virgin.

"Hmm... wait. Virgin, it was this Doradora who came to solicit you to the Demon King's Army, wasn't it?

"That's right, I've persistently solicited you many times. You wanted a talent named me. It's also a sin to be too competent. You'll be in trouble."

What a trinket it seems to be that when Saelen said she was frightened by the exhortation of the Demon King's Army, now that the threat has left, she is a snotty, bragging seed.

"Ugly alliante. Isn't it okay to talk about the Virgin later?

"No. I have a few questions."

"Doubt?"

Oh, and Alliante nods.

"Why did the Demon King's Army bother soliciting this lowest ranked Virgin as a demon in executive treatment?