The demon is here!

　The voice of the guards echoes through the walled city of Dexsi.
　The entrance gate is closed and the soldiers hold their bows from the top of the ramparts.

Where is the monster?

　but the monster is nowhere to be found.

Not down there!　Up!

　A gazing soldier cries out and his soldiers' bodies are shrouded in shadow.
　Did a cloud block the sun?　The soldiers thought so for a moment, but as soon as they looked up, they knew they were wrong.

　There was a reptile with huge horns and a camelback.
　No, there is a glint of deep intelligence in its eyes.

D-Dragon: ......

　The soldier murmurs, stunned.
　Yes, this is the form of the dragon, one of the most powerful demons in the world.
　A champion who threatens all who see him and eats away at the will of hostility.
　The soldiers all slumped down, prepared to die.

Excuse me, may I enter the city?

　And in the midst of such a tense situation, a voice sounded, clearly not reading the air.
　But that voice was gospel to the soldiers.
　Even as they fled from the image of inescapable death in front of the dragon, they could not help but look for the voice's owner.

　But when they looked out of town, they saw no one.
　Not outside the gate and not inside.

Oh, here it is!

　Strangely enough, the voices came from above.
　It came from above, in a direction I didn't want to see, even more so, from the direction of the dragon.

　But we must fear the dragon, a symbol of absolute death.
　The soldiers willed themselves to look at the dragon.

Oh, hi. Can we come into town?

　Surely there was a person .
　On the back of a dragon.

On the back of a dragon. 「「「「 Riding a dragon!

　The soldiers were terribly surprised.

　.

You're a demon hunter, aren't you?

　The soldier is keeping a delicate distance from Lasse as if he were bent out of shape.
　Lasse and a soldier walk through the town, and a white horse with horns that Lasse has brought with him.
　The townspeople look at Lasse and the horns of the horse he brought with him.
　Lasse had asked the soldiers who were guarding the town to take him to the mayor's house.

"Yes, I came to this town to open a store when the war was over and there were no more jobs.

The store is ......?　Dragon?

　The soldier, who has no idea what a store started by a demonslayer with a dragon in tow, easily imagines a dragon selling things.

(No, this isn't right.)

Well, it's a bit of a jack-of-all-trades.

Haha ......, this is the mayor's house.

　The soldier pointed to a mansion that was slightly more luxurious than the other houses in town.

"Thank you for showing me around.

"Yes, no. I'm done for the day, then.

　The soldier ran toward the wall he was guarding.

"Oh dear, you're going to leave us alone?

　And while looking at the soldier, the horned horse, a unicorn, squeaks with dismay.

"Well, it's an unskilled soldier. 　The people who are doing their jobs out of duty think it's all right to defend their posts.

　With sarcastic words, Lasse knocked on the entrance of the mayor's mansion.

　.

Hi, I'm Dapta, the mayor of this town.

　In the center of the parlor, Lasse is seated in an advanced chair and sees the mayor, a burly man sitting across the table from him.

Hi, my name is Lasse-Tamer.

Yeah, so what can Mr. Lasse do for our town?　Its, take the dragon. ......

　The mayor looks frightened and asks about Lasse's intentions, glancing out the window at the dragon.

'But first: ......'

　Before starting a negotiating conversation, Lasse looks sideways at the burly man sitting next to the mayor.

Oh, yes, I did!　His name is Trow, he is the master of this town's adventurer's guild. He also helps to keep the town safe!

　The mayor, who is coy about having someone to push his case to.

Call me Trow. My lord.

　Trow, who judged him to be a nobleman since Lasse had given his last name, dared to emphasize it. 　

'No, no, no, my surname is like a war medal, it's a cheap, one-time title.

　In this world, knighthoods are rarely given as a reward for fighting.
　Rather than honors, however, it is merely fame, given in lieu of gold, to those who have performed too well to be rewarded with money or goods.
　It's a disappointing reward that some soldiers have even called undeserved.
　Actually, not so much in the long run, but that's another story.

So, why are you in town?

　The conversation had completely changed to Trow, but Lasse didn't care and decided to continue the negotiations.
　He was sure that this man would be able to communicate better than the mayor.

As you can see from the dragons, I am a demon hunter.



"Demonologist!

　The mayor shouts.
　The existence of demonslayers is common knowledge, but it's a different story with a dragon in tow.
　This is because a wizard with a high ranking monster in tow would not be wandering around the area.
　The mayor couldn't help but wonder why such a great demonslayer came here.
　And Trow was also nervous in a different way.

(A demon hunter with a dragon and a last name, if I'm not mistaken, that's definitely who this man is!

Actually, I've come to this town with the idea of running a demonic all-around shop.

"Go to ......?

　But to Lasse's unexpectedly idyllic answer, they ended up replying in a dumb voice.