The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

Shayna was looking at my giant with her eyes round, but after a while her gaze turned to Mr. Handsome

"Ah! You're the demon who tried to kidnap Mr. Spirit! What, worn out, but the evil dragon was trying to take you down?

"No, it's not like that. You don't want to get involved with each other as much as I did just now because this guy was suddenly involved."

"- Huh. Shut up, human little girl. I'm about to burn my last power to fight the Evil Dragon... If a human being tries to break into this high-level battle, he won't be spared the price he deserves..."

Eh, and Shayna put her hands together and unleashed her magic.

Acoustically manipulated attack diversion she specializes in. It is a technique that locally hits intense sounds, which I also used in my match with Raco.

Naturally, the handsome man, who was already full of creativity, blew up like a bollocks.

I'm sure Mr. Handsome would have been a little stronger demon by nature. But the cumulative damage was too great.

"I knocked it down because it means we don't want to be involved, okay?

"Yeah. I don't think so. I knew I could count on you."

"Hey, not so much"

And the handsome man, who was rolling on the ground, stood up laughing at his guts and knees.

It seemed that I was spared the mortal wounds, and I was somewhat relieved of my guilt.

"Why...? I'm supposed to have been empowered enough to deal damage to the Evil Dragon to do so much pain with my little girl's magic...?

"Eh. Wasn't that just one blow? So you have no more wins in the Lord, and why don't you give up and run away somewhere?

"... do you pity me? That brutally outrageous evil dragon...?

"Even the Demon King's army calls me brutal. How am I really going to be treated?"

The handsome man's purple eyes stare at me like I'm worth it.

"That evil dragon and all the others attitude... I thought maybe, but is that Virgin talking...?

"Wait, Lord. Did the Virgin say something about me? That guy, yeah, I see him. Pretty accidental. So we're gonna have to ask him in half, right?

"No. Got it. Right, was it? You're a Leavendian fighter, aren't you?

Hmm? And I chew vocabulary.

"We entrust the Shadow Warrior and his family with an apparent journey, and the real Evil Dragon is about to cross the darkness to challenge the annihilation of the Demon King's Army. What a relief..."

"Oh, did you, Master Evil Dragon? No, then I wish you'd told me sooner."

"Wait a minute, Shayna. Why would you believe such a light demon story, Lord? You can't peddle a theory like that guy reasoned appropriately, can you?

"Oh, but hey...?

Shayna, who carries the Spirit on her shoulders, smiles bitterly as she looks up at me.

"Then I'll have the real Evil Dragon spit out at any rate. It's a fake evil dragon. If you defeat even the little girl there, are you helpless...?

"No, I'm not. I'm strong. Because you're the Lord."

"'Cause it's okay, Master Evil Dragon. You can back off. Because I'm gonna get rid of that worn out opponent by myself. Oh, can you just keep Mr. Spirit?

Shayna puts the Spirit at my feet. I was anxious to be bit again, but Shayna handily applied a hand-tufted blindfold to the Spirit, covering the predator (me) invisibly.

"Come on. Now you're ready for battle. Come on, call me!

"Ku... the human flair..."

Whoever saw it was overwhelmingly in Shayna's favor.

It's only a matter of time before we defeat Mr. Handsome like this - when it seems so.

"Cora Puppet. Is that the Shadow Warrior? Don't be silly. Where did you see it coming from? He's one of the top executives of the Atashi. - [Heaven and Earth Eating Big Fangs] Not Evil Dragon Leavendia.

At the same time as some voice sounded, suddenly four purple bands of light poured out of the sky.

The belt of light tangled in the limbs of a handsome man, who eventually became invisible.

"Yes, who's that now? Are you one of your lords?

I turned to the handsome man and asked him how he was.

Instead of the knee, which had shivered until just now, he held his hands up horizontally - and began to float in the universe.

The figure was the thread doll itself suspended in invisible yarn.

And the voice leaking out of its mouth was no longer the voice of a handsome man until earlier.

"I'm sorry about our puppet being rude, Ravendia. Right? You're being so rude to the cops. I'm sorry to hear about the Demon King.

The verbal butt is the voice of a woman who feels light and slightly younger on her nose.

No - my eyesight perceived more danger than such a change in voice.

"Shit, Shayna! I need you to run now and get me Raco! That demon, it gets stronger than it ever was!

"Huh? But then is the evil dragon okay?

"As it is, well... I'll do something with the discussion..."

hahaha! and handsome - no, someone who became a literal puppet laughed reluctantly.

'Hey? Why are you pretending to be so weak, Ravendia? Well, Atashi's so strong, but your arm doesn't scare or care about a doll like this, does it?

"Uh. First of all, my lord, can't you sort things out? Who's your lord? You know me?

Tickle, and the hanging doll moves.

"Who is Atashi...? Hey, isn't that terrible, Leavendia? Even if it's the same top executive, you didn't see it in your eyes? Oh, speaking of which, you are. When you came with the great evil dragon, you always ignored the summons of the executive assembly. '

"Oh, that's a misunderstanding. That summons is probably all over the place."

"I'm sorry! I wrote it right and delivered it -. It was a blank answer after I even got my payout signature -!

"That's an increasingly unjust crime. My hands are not ready to write autographs or anything. Someone must have signed it properly."

It must have reached Mr. Leavendia with the same last name somewhere in the world.

"Heh... are you just going to rub me? Then no. Exercise lightly, and let me remind you of the name of your athlete. '

The manipulated puppet starts laughing suspiciously at the rattlesnake.

'I'll give you one last hint. The two names of Atashi [the thread of creation]. Can't you still remember hearing this?

Of course, my thoughts on this tip were just a word.

I don't know.