The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"Dijoub, Kana?

In the cave, the hunting god was guiding the situation.

The wolf lizard of his disciple seemed to have been safely freed from the magic of the evil dragon, but the battle did not yet seem to be over.

So, the hunting god quickly set up a bow.

I felt an evil sign breaking into the cave.

Turn around, an object like a purple human soul floats at the entrance to the cave.

"Nani Thing"

'That's right. Don't make me sick. I'm just here to see my men. "

"Buka?"

"It's a silver dragon rolling there."

Said, the Hunting God remembers its existence. I hadn't moved like a corpse the whole time, so I kind of forgot.

He was a hunting god who kept his guard up for a while, but eventually fogged the bow out.

"Iyo."

"Mm?"

"Omaekara, disciple Notokagate Tonji Smell Isle. Kit, Tomodachi"

"Hey, wait, who's friends with that mutton lizard?"

While shouting the protest, the human soul showed no particular harm, stopping by the fluffy dragon.

"Hey, you. Long time no see. Remember me?

"... False. Have you come to laugh at me?

The voiced dragon - dradradra only lifts her face as she peels.

'No way. I don't have time for that. I'm just here to find a pawn. "

"... you want me to take over my body again"

'Don't you get it? If you endure the reign of darkness, you can take my magic in reverse. "

"... that doesn't sound like it. You didn't give me permission before, you took over... if you want to do it, just do it"

A human soul melts into Doradora's back, and purple light envelops its entire body.

"Windy dragon. Now, let mankind know of your outrage. Give me that power."

"… ha. Don't make me feel bad."

Doradra looks like she smiled slightly.

"I used to be. As the incarnation of the storm, he crucified many people in terror. But then there were those who could never win. That's why I abandoned that path."

'Hmm. Are you even going to be a god used by people, like the bow holding there?

"I'm so sorry. I'm not going to tame the proud wind dragon, the humans."

'Then you're almost half-baked. He's no longer a demon, he's just a lizard who can't be a god. You're going to be such a fool, and you refuse to help me?

"I'm the wind. No one's in control."

There was a lot of silence, and Pong and the soul of man came out of Doradora's back.

The person floating on the surface of the human soul is distorted by an unpleasant look.

'Totally... I thought those lizard neighborhoods were full of disgusting people, but even you made me sick. No more. I'll never get involved again. "

Keep going, puffy out of the cave.

It seemed harmless to miss it for now - it was a hunting god who decided, but that's just where Dradra got up. It doesn't look flimsy, with a firm foothold.

"Wait, void. What are you going to do?"

"Mm?"

"Why did you leave me with magic? And this... is a huge amount. I don't want you to be blessed with something like this."

"You idiot. Have you forgotten who I was?

……

"I am a proud Demon King's Army executive. And you were one of them. Until I paid my missed salary with interest. '

I will never see you again, and the void has completely vanished its appearance.

Doradora is just standing up.

"Dowsulno?"

hunting god asked. Doradora turns bluntly.

What do you want me to do?

"You, strong knutter. Dowsle?"

"... stronger? Don't make me laugh. Like he said, I'm just a half-baker."

Doradora looking up to the heavens of a dim cave.

"But... I don't think that's bad either. No one can keep the wind prisoner. It is not in God, nor in the devil, that some skies can be blown across."

Noshi and Doradora walk out of the cave.

"It flies a little. Don't even think about it."

Doradora's whole body begins to glow pale.

The body of a dragon on both sides of the limb loses its entity to melt and becomes a glimmer of wind to bring a gust of wind to the cave.

The hunting god who dropped it off snorts alone.

"Yappari, strong kunatta"