The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"A hot spring or something to eat and walk...? Wait. Is that some kind of cipher...?

"No, no. In a literal sense. Mr. Leavendia has a hobby of exploring the hot springs while searching for overwinters. Occasionally you go to the back of the mountain to find natural water. Besides, eating and walking isn't primarily a search for sweetness. Especially in cold-spotted forests, where the snow is harsh. The trees tend to accumulate sweet sap and are delicious when they cross the trunk."

"We're talking about Ravendia, right? of that infamous evil dragon."

"Yes, yes. Actually, he's not named after a misunderstanding, but he's very warm. Not a bad dragon like everyone else thinks."

Pong, and Liot's hands were placed on my shoulders.

"Pathetically...... Have you been brainwashed to the dragon instead of the carriage horse? What the hell is evil dragon guy up to to make himself seem like a normal animal..."

"I don't know if I'm going to escape the cheap idea of brainwashing right away. Face reality properly, even if it's hard."

"Speaking of which, I don't really doubt Mr. Leavendia either, but is it possible that he's been brainwashed or something...?

"Wait, Shayna. Don't let it flow to the Lord, don't make it any easier."

Shayna laughed and struck me in the ear.

"I'm kidding. If you see me using the evil dragon as a shadow warrior or employing Laeko as a family member, the real Mr. Leavendia will say something too... because I can guess"

"I'm not a shadow warrior, I'm real. Well, that's more or less incorrect."

Assuming there is a real evil dragon who employs me as a shadow warrior, that would definitely be a trick. Probably someone (dragons) on a level that uses overwhelming magic to drain all the forest grass.

While I'm in trouble, Liot convinces herself on her own.

"It's all right, Mr. Dragon. I'll take down the dragon and unbrainwash it one day, so wait till then."

"What shall I do? The default route of brainwashing doesn't seem to be covered anymore."

"Right. Then it's okay that I'm being brainwashed at this time, too. I don't think I can convince you."

"Bear with your sister..."

"Yeah. Brainwash, then. What are we going to do in this juncture?

Liot, called Brainwash by Shayna, responds normally without denying it anymore.

"Convince Leiko first. If that's going to be difficult, I'm going to look for clues to get out."

"Really? Oh, yeah! There's a hotel where we're staying. There's a suspicious room in the basement there, isn't there? I couldn't find anything, but just in case, why don't you check on Brainwash later?

"Oh, okay. We might have a lead on something."

I pulled Shayna's clothes and asked her softly.

"Lord, what are you going to do?

"It would seem like a hassle to me if I was extra stimulated by Leiko, so I thought I'd lock him up. Look, there was a proper warehouse in the basement of the hotel, right?

The Wang Capital Hotel is built properly to be our place to stay or not Haribote.

She doesn't know the degree of reproduction because Shayna has never been in the real thing either, but it's a fine building to the extent that she's staying and not uncomfortable.

Except for our lodging room and banquet hall, it's full of crap, and the underground space, which would have been a brewery, is completely empty.

Sure, it would be one shot if we let Liot step in in in the name of an investigation and take a shot from the outside.

"But if I do that, I'll be terribly scared later."

"It's okay. Because we're supposed to be brainwashed, and Mr. Ravendia will take all the sins."

"I'm not taking any place."

All hatred shall be borne by me straight.

My worries are ignored, and Shayna walks over to Liot cheerfully.

"Then brainwash. Shall we just get to the hotel? It's just about lunch time, and I think Laeko's back for dinner. Convinced or investigated, this is the only way to go, right?

"Ooh...?

Liot is on some alert to Shayna, who tries to invite her in a burning mood.

Because of that vigilance, Liot's hand touched the iron sword pattern only for a moment.

That's when the grin disappeared from Shayna's eyes. but as soon as I thought it was an illusion, I went back to my original making laugh.

"Then follow me because I'll show you around. Evil dragon... not so much Mr. Dragon from the carriage horse, right?

"If we get this far, I don't have a veto anymore?

"You mean ok. and before that.... Dear Evil Dragon, That sword sucks. I don't know why that normal kid has it, but he's got magic that's strong enough to calm him down. About as soon as the warehouse door is going to be broken."

"Oh, that's troublesome."

So confiscate it before you lock it up, Shayna offered a simple and lucid solution.

"Master Evil Dragon should go back to the hotel first and mix sleeping pills for lunch. In my luggage toolbox, I have a set of chemicals for preparation. You know how to sleep grass, don't you?

"Yeah. It's a grass that makes me sleepy when I eat it. I know more or less the grass."

"Anyway, the people who cook will be unresponsive extras, just like the rest of the city, so nobody will care if you go into the kitchen with dignity. Quickly mix it with soup or something."

"Copy that. I can leave Liot and Raco to you. Yeah?

"Yeah. Because whatever that brainwasher talks about blocks the sound from reaching Leiko's ear"

I appreciate it, but I'm so sorry for Liot.

I'd like to formally apologize for this one day when Leiko returns to sanity and my wrongs are cleared.

Then I'll be back at the hotel first.

Shaking off my guilt, I ran to the hotel.

Nevertheless, I didn't know the Lord and his family would all be framed for mixing things up with Liot's meal. Is this some kind of fate, too?

If there were green beans in the ingredients, I would at least decide to pull them out as a warmth.

And as soon as I got to the hotel kitchen, I saw something incredible.

"Hehe. If Leavendia cheats you. But I wonder if I can't even see through this perfect fake king's capital in front of me. Finishing touches. And then if you hold on to your stomach, you'll lose your temper to get out of here..."

Vegetables that are rhythmically chopped with smooth knives.

There was a stuffed rabbit figure on the kitchen deck that encouraged him to go under the meal.