The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

Tell me something important.

"Reminds me of the old days...? Specifically, what are you going to do?

"Eh. I'm not gonna let you remember the old days."

When Ariante asked me, I answered with a little confusion.

"... so what exactly do you envisage?

"Something like this, can't you handle it with momentum?

"The one called you."

With both cheeks twisted by Ariante, I am in fugafuga and pain.

"That turned out to be a demon, and now it's swallowed by the magic of a runaway evil dragon. I told you to remember, you're not that easy to talk to."

"But I'm not going to try and convince you to fly anywhere near it for now. I know you remember me and Liot, so you might be able to respond when I call you."

And I smiled.

"You'll be fine this time. 'Cause there's a leiko."

"But the magic of Lecco doesn't always work on that one."

"Yeah."

I know.

Still, I'm sure you'll be fine. Because it has always been so.

"Don't worry. I'll be back safely. Will everyone stay evacuated?

"Unfortunately, the guy who told me to run away is no longer here."

That's what Alliante looks back at.

The fuckers and Mr. Yolo stood reliably with their thumbs up - the Virgin was just about to run away with water on the ground.

Noticing my gaze and that of Aliante, he jumps and drops his straw hat.

"... oh. Yeah. I'm sorry. I don't mind running away. Sorry, Virgin."

"Beh, nothing! You're not trying to escape, are you? I was just replacing the water with a mirror to fix my hair!

- I can't. - Yes, Holy Virgin.

"I'm not running away. I'm right here!

Turning to her pussy, the Virgin sat upright on the spot.

And the only woman there with a crown that I and I don't know about asks.

"Hmm. Apparently, you can't even read the air when you run away in this place, can you?

"Uh... who's that?

But it was strange. I'm supposed to be stranger, but I have a strange sense of intimacy. I didn't really think of myself as someone else.

Maybe we could have been friends in some cases. When this battle is over, I want to talk to you about a lot.

"Ha. The rest is a man named Vanessa, a shitty king - you are Lord Evil Dragon. Unlike rumors, you have very sweet eyes."

"When they say that face to face, it lights up."

"Are you going to go help that sad-eyed demon now? I'm here for the rest."

"Sad...... does that look like it after all?

"Oh. I'm a lot of bad kings for the rest, but I'm just a little confident in my eyes. Yes, there would be a terrific girl on your back, wouldn't there?

"Yeah? You mean Raco?

"I have eyes just like yours. You're a sweet girl, aren't you?

I nodded without straying.

Squeeze the magic left in you and spread the black wings wide. The voice of the hunting god called 'Gambate' can be heard from the wings.

"Come on, Leiko. Liot. I'm going to fly, but you ready? Yeah? Hold on to my horn."

"Of course you are"

"Ohh... Ohh!

"Okay! Well, let's go help the fake family!

The wings grasp the wind and carry me into the sky.

to the dragon that is going to destroy itself. To a sad being who ends up with demons and curses himself.

"Fake family! Please wake up!

The distance shrinks as you look at it.

And I stretched out my forelegs,

"Ahhhhh!!

Bounced off.

The dragon wielded its crumbling wings, causing a fierce wind.

Guru, my body will cone and spin, and I will be blown away without sushi. Probably Leiko sticks to the corner at his leisure, but I'm concerned about Liot's cheapness.

"Don't be dramatic!

There, I heard Mr. Yolo.

Running through the universe, he grabbed my tail as it rubbed around.

"I'll go one more time!

"Ha-ha-ha!!

And he threw me against the dragon again.

But the dragons are about to spread their wings again and intercept me with wind pressure.

"Change the track!

and threads tangle in my torso. It's the magic thread unleashed by the manipulators.

Suddenly hoisted above in an unlikely orbit in flight, it brilliantly deflects an interception by the dragon wind.

Somehow I remembered when Laeko ran off in Selene before.

Even then, I was thrown messily and had a lot of terrible eyes, but thanks to everyone's cooperation, I was able to help Raco. Let's do it again this time.

Beneath your eyes is a defenseless dragon dorsal figure.

- It arrives.

I stretched out my front leg.

Words are spun from the mouth of a half-dead dragon, as if to reject it.

"The dark night creates endless fangs. Yell, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat.

At the same time, a pitch-black light strip was emitted from the dragon that burned down everything in the soul. That attack, which is confused with the running of darkness, attempts to swallow me from the sky.

"Don't get violent. Be quiet."

It was Laeko who reacted instantly. He wields a dagger and unleashes a huge slash.

But the slaughter of light touched or shattered the pitch-black strip of light.

Again, Laeko's attacks are deactivated.

"Both of you! Hide in the corner and stay down!

It is impossible to avoid.

I crossed my front legs and took a defensive stance, going straight into the light strip of the attack, which became [heavenly and earth-eating fangs].

The attack of the false family will not work against me.

Still, as if to ignore even that advantage, the attack has shredded me. I guess that's all the dying moves you've made. It was reinforced with magic, so it might have evaporated during normal times.

I desperately devour my teeth as I am burned by the light strips that push me.

The magic left over from me is near its limits.

The wings get heavier and the twitching pushes me back into the light strip.

Not like this.

I've come to ask you to give me back my name.

A silver wind blew through his sight covered in a black roar.

In the meantime, my wings suddenly become lighter.

"Dradra!?

It was Liot holding onto my horn who shouted sooner than anyone else.

The silver dragon looks nowhere. It's just that the silver wind blew through the scene. Still, he did perceive its existence.

- You see what I'm saying, kid?

"You know what I mean! You..."

"Oh. Comrade who decided to reward Evil Dragon Leavendia with one arrow, was"

I remember this feeling.

Yes, when the Golden Mountain Spirit gave me magic. Not a god or a demon, but between those two.

A great being that dwells naturally, not dependent on people - the Spirit.

Now, I do have a feeling that you're helping me.

"What do you say, Evil Dragon Leavendia? Do you know what I'm capable of?"

"Lord, Mr. Doradora...?

The Windstorm Dragon.

The wind told him so briefly.

I think that voice had a triumphant aftertaste somewhere.

"See, kid? I won."

A body that was being pushed back by the light strip is trampled by the wind.

Still not enough to break through the rush of the attack. I can't reach my fake family.

If there is a presence that breaks this status quo,

"... Whew, Leiko"

"Ha."

Closed my eyes, and I decided.

Speaking of no anxiety makes me lie. But I know. Laeko said he was a strong kid.

"I have something very important to tell you, so I was wondering if you'd listen to me often."