The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"Liot. Now in retrospect, you and I were good rivals. Those days, when there was only one sacrificial throne dedicated to the evil dragon, we fought every day... You do your best to banish me out of the village, and I will return to the village many times without giving in to its obstruction. Maybe it's because I polished my sacrifice in that incision that I have a family member today."

"Sacrificial...?

My new words overlap with Liot's question marks.

"Hey...... Leiko?

"I thank you for increasing my sacrifice and taking me to a level worthy of my family. But it was I, the Evil Dragon Master, who ultimately chose. I can't change that fact. I don't care if they call me into question. Bring me back to the village, and you won't be able to replace your family."

"Laeko? Hello?

Liot is waving his hands in front of Laeko to make sure he's sane. Unfortunately, I don't have much response.

"I know how sorry you are. The despair of not being chosen by the evil dragon... as if the phrase 'defeated' could appear on your face"

"Hmm...? Aah! What the hell!

Apparently he noticed the ink on his forehead after being pointed out, Liot grated and wiped with a sleeve of clothes to remove the dishonorable branding.

In the meantime, Laeko, who coughed and attituded,

"That's why Liot. Go back to your hometown. If we continue to encourage the daily path of sacrifice, maybe one day the evil dragon will issue additional recruitment for his family due to lack of manpower. Wait for that chance. Whoa, of course the seat of the lead family doesn't move from me..."

Liot had a stoney look on his face.

I'm not angry or sad. That is simply a face that has not kept up with understanding.

"Wait, Leiko. Let me sort this out. You wanted me to sacrifice the dragon? Why are we talking about that?

"You were about to banish me as a sacrificial candidate many times and then fit in a cauldron. I can't think of any other motive."

"I think there's a purer and more beautiful motive."

Tears of dust shine in my eyes.

Liot also began to tremble with both knees on the ground, not on the spot.

"Oh, my God...... Evil Dragon Brainwash has been altered to the memory of the past..."

"Ah, so my sins increase again. I don't care anymore."

Of course no one picks up my throwaway bowl of whining.

He was a grieving liot, but he stood up with his fist tapped to the ground.

"But not yet, Leiko. You must still have a human heart. That's why I'm lost being caught in such a juncture and being shown a peaceful landscape..."

"The kingdom? What are you talking about?

"Listen carefully, Laeko. This isn't the real world."

Me and Shayna moved.

Liot's voice disappears when Shayna plays her finger and activates acoustic magic. I jumped on the liotto in the gap and pulled it off forcefully from before the raccoon.

"What's up, Shayna?

"Uh, sorry. Look, I aspired to be a family member, and I failed, didn't I? I want to hear about the same fellow losers, so can I borrow them for a second?

"Phew. Whatever you want... but don't make too many old wounds. That's at least my pity for the defeated."

Drag the noisy liot into the shadows while remaining silent into the gap where Shayna is deceiving Laeko.

This figure, which is getting smaller with medication, could have beaten Liot by nature, but there it was covered by the Spirit who put it on his back.

Even without Shayna's orders, just being in contact seems to benefit just a little bit from magic.

Shayna's magic seems to have been lifted when she distance herself enough in the shadows, and Liot speaks out.

"What the hell!

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, but I was wondering if you could give me a moment. We have complications, too."

"It's a situation... I'm sorry, but I can't slow this one down either. If Laeko stays in this union long enough, he might end up in the wrong dragon."

"As far as I can tell... the end...?

It is a noisy word so unrelated to the approximate.

"Oh. This is a juncture that imitates the peaceful world that Raco likes, isn't it? That's why he can't get out..."

"Well, it's not necessarily a peaceful world for her taste,"

"The Evil Dragon guy should also think Leiko would disqualify as a family member if he found out he was trapped in a world like this. Then I don't know what to do."

"Well, there's no beginning or end, and now I'm trying as hard as I can to get the facts straight."

When I accidentally spilled the truth, I hurriedly clasped my mouth.

Fortunately, I hadn't heard much of Liot with a fever in his story.

"That's why I'm definitely taking Leiko out of this juncture. If possible, I'll take you back to Perudona and have you hide at your master's - at the place."

Here at last, Liot alternated between me and Shayna.

"I totally forgot to ask, who are you guys? Speaking of which, I heard that Granard's general's daughter went missing with him."

"Oh, that's me. This is Mr. Dragon replacing the carriage horse."

"Horse. Right. I'm a horse."

I shake my tail to appeal to harmlessness. Liot believed without any doubt.

"I knew you were... By the way, where's the evil dragon guy? From what I've heard, I hear you're taking a price on whether Raco can escape on his own in this junction."

"Who did you ask?

"Bad. That's an unspeakable promise."

It's something that I don't know who it is, but it also breathed a nasty lie into me.

He said if Liot here taunts Raco with the truth, he could be very rampant with anger.

"... yeah. The real Evil Dragon Leavendia isn't here anymore. I'm getting out of here."

"Was it? Damn."

Liot gripped the iron sword pattern on his hips, as I recall. What would have happened to my neck if I had found out who I was?

"Then I can't take it any slower. We need to get out of this junction before the evil dragon guy cuts his paralysis."

"That's okay. Mr. Leavendia and I said we didn't have to rush at all. 'Take it easy, squash it, and then get out,' I ordered Raco. Rather, now is not the time to slow down."

"An evil dragon gave such an order? What the hell are you up to?

I am troubled.

And the brain miso, which overheated in an instant, puffs an excuse for some genuine mixing.

"Mr. Leavendia. Sometimes he wants to stretch his wings by himself and refresh himself by eating and walking in the hot springs."

Liot had the look of a shock like he had been struck by lightning.