The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"Saa, postprandial no special training da"

Eat your meal. Yes, take a break. That's not how it happened.

It wasn't long before I hit my tongue drum on the vegetable pan that the Hunting God put his hand on Pong and my back.

"Hunting God. If it moves right after meals, my flank hurts, and shouldn't we be slowly making fun of it?

"tawake. Nikoso forge el significance gaal during bitter sii"

"I figured your lord should incorporate a little more modern training theory"

Looking around for help, Raiko was in the midst of scratching Sime's rice cooking in a pile, the Virgin and Doradora were napping, and Alliante was just exercising (combat training) after the meal with the manipulations.

In short, nobody stops me.

To remind me of my former Spartan training and shake my legs, the Hunting God calls out a gentle voice of encouragement.

"Dijoub. Omaega stubborn ttekitakotoha chittel. Kit Kono Training Mo Ri Vietnam Erarel"

"Ugh... spare me the hard work and let me pass today's training menu..."

Of course I am dragged out of the cave without question, not by a hunting god who hears me beg for such a life.

"Saa, Mazha Light Ku Fei Ndemiro"

And it is this order at the top of the opening.

Fly?

Try to jump, and if it sounds like change, will it get snagged? No, there's no way that a god, a hunting god, would make such petty villain intimidation.

"Ah. You mean maybe fly in the sky?

"Souda"

"Haha. Don't be lame, hunting god."

But it's also not impossible to be mistaken.

I have flown through the sky with the help of the Spirit several times in my previous battles. If the Hunting God hadn't grasped the details, he would have misunderstood that I could fly on my own.

- So, 'I can't fly alone,' I explained, building a muscle path.

"Squidward, fly be"

I'm not listening.

Spartans also have limits. No matter how hard you work out, lizards can't fly in the sky.

But since the Hunting God began to munch his guts, I panicked and stretched out my black nails to shape my wings on my back.

And I'll do everything I can to make him flap his wings for hard work appeal.

"You're not. Even if I try, I can't do it on my own. Look, even if you try wings this way, you can't fly at all, can you?

"Dextel"

"... Huh?

Speaking of which, there's something wrong with your feet.

And when I looked under my fearful eyes, my wings swept down the grass of the plain, and lifted me up about the height of a man's back.

"... I'm flying? Yourself?"

"Yappali. Omae, Nandaka, look. Gatta no. Flying Belt Stutta"

Besides, I usually say that moving my black nails on my own drains my strength badly, but it doesn't even disturb my breath. I also feel like I could fly normally like this.

When I drop the pace of wings, my body slowly descends to the ground.

"Uh... does this mean I grew up?

"Datoikedo"

"Why is it doubtful?

"Omae, talent nye. Praise Metae Getaikedo, Kono Growth Hachot Unnatural"

"Bye."

My own feelings of temptation are stronger than joy.

Undo the black claws that were in the shape of wings, and I will make you feel strange.

Was the power of the Spirit still only a little residual? I hope so.

"Chot Attack Mo Test Citemite"

"Huh? Attack?

Uncomfortable, the hunting god has blown the challenge again. Flying is not yet an offensive attack. [M]

But if you don't try more than you were asked, Munch will come.

"Yes, do it." The Great Claw of the Dragon King. "

I'm almost in the mood for jokes.

I just shook up my right front leg and shook it empty towards the tree that was growing around it.

- That's right.

Balla, and.

And the tree that I had wielded my fingernails was slashed and torn apart by pieces of fine dust.

……

……

Me and the hunting god are silent on this.

After losing words often, hunting gods groan, to a large extent.

"Test Sini, Flame Spray Itemite"

"Ha ha. God of hunting, no way. I know flying and nails are still critical, but it's biologically impossible to spray a flame or something. I burn my tongue. Wow... Yeah... Is this what this is all about?

Sprayed.

Imagine when I ate something extraordinarily spicy and breathed into the sky, something bright red flames appeared. My tongue isn't hot at all either.

"Thunder Toka Hubbell?

"Wait a minute, hunting god. Please refrain from being unscrupulous. Because if I can really do something, I'm scared and I don't like it."

It is an emergency.

I was just a lizard, and I feel like I'm starting to suck. Isn't this as if it were a comeback when Laeko woke up?

But I don't envision myself as an evil dragon. It is well argued that it is just a large lizard.

"Triaez, Minnani Consultation"

I nodded at God's suggestion.

There is no doubt that an unusual change is occurring in me. Leaving it alone can also be dangerous. It's hard to sneeze and inadvertently spray flames. I need you to put it back together quickly.

Return to the cave on an early foot with the hunting god - on the way,

"... hmm? Could this be a raccoon force, anything?

I came up with something. I tapped the ground lightly. 'Grow some very tasty grass,' he said.

but there was no change in the way things were on the ground and one grass never grew.

"Nanyattel?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. 'Cause I'll catch up right away."

I rush out again, prompted by the God-for-going hunter.

I was almost swallowed up by the temptation of power only a little, but I succeeded in paying it off safely.