The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"No! The city is buried in mud! If we don't get them back soon, they'll all sink and die!

That was the first voice of the Virgin who regained consciousness.

At first I panicked almost as close to half a frenzy, but gradually slowed down the movement when I saw the scenery of the festival, which was delayed by the bands and mud games that struck the instrument.

"Good day, Virgin. Is your body all right now?

"Mr. Lizard? Oh, um...? What is this all about...?

"It's a festival. Don't worry. Yeah. I think we've all been waiting for the mud from your Lord."

The Virgin seemed to know that mud would be used, but she never imagined that she would be grateful for swamping the entire city.

You should be doing the same thing a few times in the past than you are prepared to do this, but perhaps your memory is vague about the Demonic Age.

However, the Virgin was somewhat dissatisfied in a reassuring and delightful situation.

"Oh, yeah... Hmmm...... good for you!

And then he trigonometrically sits down to the material in the corner of the square like he bullied again.

They're happy to be safe and their pride as demons is bumping into each other.

Peeping into his face from the side, he is turning his face bright red and shivering puffy.

"Even if you're so sorry. Even your lord is willing to sink this city."

"Shut up! Because you can do it! I'll scare the shit out of you! No, no, no!

When the Virgin screamed, the ground softened with only a few feelings.

And then somewhere in the city, he said, "Here comes more mud of grace!," he cheered.

The quenched Virgin slept badly.

I'm sure this city will be peaceful in the future.

I safely sneak into the festival ring. Fresh vegetables are just behaving.

Alliante is supposed to be watching - so the city guards don't follow me around.

Still, it was too conspicuous when lined up in a waiting line, so it turned to the back of the cooking area where the vegetables were stirred.

Behind the cooking area is a space where dry soil and ash are scattered to drain water from the ground, and several horses are connected.

Horses become stressed and restless when their hooves are buried in mud for a long time.

The permanent stables and livestock huts had flood control, but this is how some of the horses on board the stream merchants have been evacuated here.

The convenience of feeding is also high as cooking leftovers are fed intact.

I slipped between the horses with a face I could not eat.

Only horses kept by merchants are warm. Getting close doesn't make any noise and doesn't frighten me.

"I'm sorry. Give me a little spill, too."

Buru, the horse rang. I can't communicate with the animals, but they probably did. Anyway, the leftovers at the festival are enormous. They are not the only ones who can handle it.

Hiding in the shadows of the horses, you can put them on the cutting edge they carry.

but an unexpected incident occurred there.

"Ah, it's Dradra! I was still in the city!

It was from the cooking area that children came running with large quantities of vegetable leaves.

They were feeding these horses and playing.

My heart sounded a terrible alarm as soon as possible.

Oh, my God. I was completely oblivious to the presence of the children.

Dradra, don't let Raco see you where you're being called. It is decided to be fierce.

But it's also difficult to run and escape in this mudfield. The kids will catch up to you soon.

against the children who came nearer with sparkling eyes, and the bitter measures I took,

"... meh"

It was to pretend to be a normal animal that could not speak, and to appeal to him that it was a dragon that could not be different.

But I have no idea what a lizard sounds like, so it is the goat-like sounds that have been uttered.

"Is that it, Doradora?

"Meh."

"You don't talk."

"Are you hungry?

"Meh."

A vegetable is shoved into my mouth. Very sweet and delicious.

I'm glad to say I'm happy and I want to say thank you, but these kids are in danger if you don't leave here as soon as possible.

I called Mehmeh with a tranced look.

"Why don't you talk if you're drunk too?

"Are you falling asleep after a nap or something?

The children do not hesitate to climb to my back.

I wave my gaze around for help. Ariante stood a little far away, but turned away and held her mouth. That one is definitely laughing. How ruthless of you to be a knight.

"... Dear Evil Dragon?

But I and Alliante fought in an instant with a word that was thrown down suddenly on the spot.

A beautiful vegetable monkey held in his hand was dropped on the ground with a stunned look and a trembling leeko was there.

I'm sure he was sourcing souvenirs for me in the cooking area.

Thankfully, the timing sucked.

Alliante touches the pattern of the sword to take a critical stance.

At least I can see the kids ready to die trying to earn just the time to escape. I was still a knight.

"Meh."

The only thing I could do as a support was at least deceit.

I am a goat. It's a bit of a rare goat. I think so, even by self-suggestion.

"My family's daughter. This is where my life depends."

"What a goat."

At the same time that Aliante interrupted between the children and Lecco, Lecco grumbled something.

"... What did you just say?

"I shouldn't. I'm tired. There must be no mistake in seeing the Goat and the Evil Dragon. There is no way that the evil dragon can be horseback ridden by a child like that. I'm sure I'm just tired. That's a goat. No goats. Definitely goats."

Laeko picked up the monkey and turned back.

Thank goodness. They saw the landscape where I was being played by my children and thought circuits overflowed me.

The point is, we escaped reality before the unacceptable reality.

"I'm sorry. What I did was loose my mind - I'm sorry, kids, will you get away from that dragon? Actually, I'm getting sick and I can't talk. We have to treat them now."

"Huh? Really, Dorado?

"I'm sorry. Were you sick?

Some kids looked like they were going to cry, so Alliante follows up with "I just got a little swollen throat from a cold".

I appealed to Mehmet in excess, a little on track, and Aliante secretly said, "Shut up."

After the children broke up, Alliante took a long, long sigh.

"Ravendia"

"Yes."

"You better be a little dignified, you."

"Even if they say it's majestic..."

I drop my shoulders.

The day the borough came out was not so far away, and I felt darkened.