The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

People were well prepared for swamping.

The city's important facilities have been constructed assuming collapse, with minimal damage.

Materials for first aid repairs were also stocked for general houses, and this repair was ordered without delay through the guild. All costs are borne by the city-run "Virgin Mud Festival Fund".

Much of this year's crop is expected to be reduced in harvest due to mud damage, but don't worry.

Because the Virgin had not gushed mud for the last hundred years, the fund's reserves had reached an unceremonious area. It's an extra amount to cover the damage, and the festival's budget is endless.

Besides, mud is fertile, so abundant crops are promised for the next few years when it springs up.

"- That seems to mean"

Alliante finishes the explanation.

"If they'd taken care of it so far, it'd be humiliating as a demon."

I recovered the medicine safely from the inn multiplied by the noise of the festival, and I was back in mini size again to watch the festival.

In the square in front of the fountain there is a play celebrating the grace of the Virgin over this city.

A highly gestured facilitator explains the situation with emotion.

"It was a group of pioneering people chased home by demons that built this city. In the middle of the plains, they discovered strange marshes that gushed fertile mud, defending each other in the plains where demons roamed, searching for a place of peace. '

"Lord, did you spread the trap in the middle of the plain? Let's have a good look, and then nobody falls."

The Virgin, still in demonic condition, sleeps in tears and lies.

No one in the city cares because they think Uedo is a drunk cryer at the festival.

The performers are reading out lousy dialogue on an improvisational stage where they just put a board on the mud.

"Yay! What good dirt this is! It is also well drained and rich in nutrients in the muddy crust of the swamp!

'The soil is filtered, the easier it is for drinking water, the prettier it is!

'Besides, there's no demons around here at all!

Perhaps the junior demons didn't come close because of the territory.

I mean, the pioneering people have extraordinary guts to use and are trying to be fat.

Less than three days after we arrived, we were analyzing the properties of the marsh and devising a perfect effective utilization method.

The power of man to live is amazing, I was just impressed.

The Virgin, who remembers a hard past, is still crying.

"... wow... humans wanted to stop by and feed me... I try my best every day to blend mud and no one falls... even if I do sometimes, I usually get out of my legs... I even take the mud on my own and sprinkle it on the ground around it..."

"All right, all right. I guess the blend's just a little agriculturally oriented. It's depressing."

Well, you'd be disqualified as a bottomless swamp at a time when a fallen person is normally able to escape.

And, in the play, we were at the time of our first harvest.

'Oh, my God! You said you could harvest it soon, but the demons are coming!?

'Oh, my God... I thought I'd finally found a new home, and this place will be taken away by demons again...'

Apparently, a demon of strength has emerged fearless of encroachment on the territory.

As I watched the play with harrassment about what would happen, a man in a demonic face appeared from behind.

"Wahaha. I'm gonna attack this city."

And in response to the bar-reading dialogue was a woman wearing a blue-haired cutlet that also appeared from the back.

'I won't let you! I will protect the people of this city!

A thunderous applause was sent for the stage.

The facilitator also speaks with a hot voice.

"At this time, it was the Virgin who showed up to protect the city. Yes, she was the Lord of the swamp that sprang up on the plains. And the pioneers gave their faith to her, who drove away the demons brilliantly."

"... because... because... if they embezzle me, I'm so sorry... they took all that mud, so I definitely thought I'd feed them..."

"It's a lot to ruin."

But I've hardly ever seen a play, so it's pretty funny no matter how bad shit it is.

Even more so when it comes with back commentary.

'As the city began to grow, the swamp suddenly became a clean fountain'

"... mud will be used, so if you can't push it, think of pulling it..."

"Fortunately, people pulled the waterway and tried to open more fields."

The Virgin rolled over and was bored.

Looks like he's had a past chase experience of the last few hundred years.

That's how the play lasted a long time,

"That's how this city today has us. Now, ladies and gentlemen, may I offer my thanks to the Virgin."

was answered with the words of prayer that

"Here, Virgin, it's a gift."

I peered forward at the Virgin sitting triangularly toward a pile of materials around it.

Oh, I think.

Even though my face was dyeing purple due to demonic erosion, I'm getting back to my normal skin tone about half the time.

"Oh well... I wonder if that's okay if everyone can count on me...... I'm getting kind of weird and powerful, and I was wondering if I could just check on you a little bit more before I eat..."

I was nibbling.

I'm kind of relieved. The mountain may have crossed.

"Dear Evil Dragon. We're back now."

That's where Laeko came back.

They sent the dragons of the Demon King's army from outside the city back to the woods far away with the three elephants.

"I kept it from attacking people again with the Evil Dragon style education method. I didn't hurt you."

I don't know such an education method.

But if I pry deeper, I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight, so I left it through. I hope Mr. Dragon hasn't hurt his heart.

"Still, that's an amazing bustle. Was it to hold this festival that the evil dragon deliberately manipulated the incompetent Virgin there"

"Oh, yeah. It's more fun to be busy."

"I'm still your wise eye. You even put the Virgin's stupidity in your calculations."

"... yeah. Hmm?"

In a painful exchange, suddenly feeling the weight on her back and turning, the Virgin was bringing it to me.

Her complexion has finally recovered back to normal.

"Oh. I'm finally back. Good, good, that settles one thing."

But I did not say a word.

It seemed like you were pushing your brainwash back a little bit, but would it be the only thing that would make the recovery so progressing at once at the end?

When I thought about it, my voice echoed in my heart.

'I can't use this sailor anymore. Let me rework it. Let me use your body, the dragon there. Come on, let's get a peek into the darkness of your heart.'

Shit, I think it won't be long before my consciousness stains black.

An evil deed of the past springs up from the bottom of my memory, trying to stain my heart. I was alarmed because I thought I was possessed by the Virgin.

"Expose your nature. It is only by revealing the mind that true power comes into being. I am the one who fulfills your true wishes. Come on, get your ugly heart out."

The whispers of the devil fill my heart.

- I am.

- I have singled out delicious leafy trees.

"Ha."

The moment I revealed my heart, I regained consciousness.

It's a boulder, Master Evil Dragon.

"What was I doing now, Raco? Why are you praising me?

Don't be modest, Leiko smiled happily.

"Just now, the example spiritual demon tried to get over to the evil dragon, but was swallowed by the great dark running of the evil dragon - seems to have vanished"

I felt so sorry for myself.