The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

Jeanne became a tribute to the dragon. When a pure maiden is placed on the carriage, a large amount of sake is put on the bed. My strategy was to let the dragon drink and aim for the drunk.

"Dragons get drunk and get rid of it is a legend in every world."

For example, a giant dragon named Yaki Daija in another world was drunk with alcohol and defeated. The two dragons that were devastating Britain's Isle of Britain were also drunk and defeated.

There are many similar traditions in this world. It seems that dragons are universal and vulnerable to alcohol.

"I'm sorry to be drunk and defeated by such an unpleasant liquid," said Jeanne. She still seems bad at drinking.

"Well, there's probably a lot of people in every world who want to get drunk and mourn. Dragons are dragons and stressful."

For some reason, holding the dragon's shoulders, I could see an open space in the forest.

The Sky Dragon seems to be coming from the mountains, but seems to be resting its wings in this open space in the forest, this spring, and attacking the village.

If you put sake and Jeanne here, the dragon will appear.

Certainly, large mammal bones are scattered here. It was a place where a dragon was likely to come.

It's tempting to leave Jeanne alone in such a place, but it's a demon that if we were there, the dragon wouldn't come close. Exchange words with Jeanne before taking the distance.

"As I said earlier, even if the dragon arrives, flee southeast without fighting."

"I see. I will join the Demon King as soon as possible."

"good kid"

Says that Jeanne is not enough with her mouth. I can't help rubbing her head.

She was Tron like a large dog, but it was unknown whether she would really follow my instructions when the dragon came.

It was unknown, but what would come if I were here would not come. Head southeast with Toshizo.

Along the way, Toshizo asks a similar worry.

"Hey, she's a quarrel, no matter how she looks. I might start fighting without waiting for our reinforcements."

"I've calculated that. Ideally, I would like the Southeast to flee for an encounter, but I could fight in the spring where Jeanne fought."

"Either way, we don't doubt our victory. Indeed, my husband."

"I'm not calculating that much."

In fact, I have never fought a dragon. He has fought Wyvern many times, but this is his first time seeing a real dragon. There were no dragons in the world where I lived.

"It seems that there was a dragon in the world where Toshizo lived."

"That's right. Old man and old woman often went to Ryujin Shrine. I have never seen it."

"I see. Dragons are rare in any world."

And find a stump ahead. I thought I would sit there, but there was only one stump. Toshizo is older and tries to give up, but he is angry that he should not treat him as an elderly person.

And Toshizo continues.

"You are my master and the Demon King. This is where the Demon King sits. I will prepare my seats."

As soon as I say, a flash runs from my waist. The giant tree beside the stump falls. Toshizo fell down a giant tree without Iai.

Toshizo, not boasting of his swordsmanship, sat on a newly formed stump and put his bamboo canteen on his mouth. Inside is like sake.

Before fighting the dragon, sake is tough. This guy is no different than a dragon, thinking so and I drank the water that the villagers put in.

Sit on the stump and wait for Jeanne's signal. When the dragon appeared, he had to squeeze his amulet.

A special amulet made by me, a pair of amulets that shine when squeezed. "My husband is dexterous."

Toshizo says, but it was something that any magician could make. After that, Toshizo and I waited silently, but they didn't come at that time. It's late, and when you leak it in your mind, you notice that the surrounding atmosphere has changed. The area was shrouded in fog. I can't see even a few meters away.

"This is bad. You may not be able to join Jeanne."

"Conversely, a dragon may not be able to come."

"Maybe it is"

But why did the fog come out? Although there was no such sign before.

I tried to check with Toshizo, but I couldn't. Toshizo, who had been next to him, just disappeared. Is this strange? He calls on Toshizo's name, but he says "piss" from a distance. I was relieved, but that reassurance did not last forever. I felt a sign from the front. Of course, not age three. Someone else was another person.

I check the position of the long sword hanging on my waist. Maybe it was an enemy attack.

However, strangely, he did not want to touch the handle. The person behind the fog seemed to be a master of the sword, but did not feel wonder and murder. I was talking to a man that I was doing such a consideration. His voice was that of an old man, but strangely full of vitality.