129 - - a dragon called red cherry






"Mr. Gargoyle, were you a demon?"

 I remembered that Mr. Gargoyle had been at the place where Guitin was digging for snow stones, but he had not taken him to the Dragon's Cave.



"No, I've only been cleaning for the last 100 years too, but I don't remember any of it."

----Seriously, ...... you are a stone demon from the End Plains. You've had your memory sealed. At one time you were called the Demon King, or some other name. ......----



--Wait a minute, are you saying that the dragon and Mr. Gargoyle were both in the End Plains? ----

----Yes, we were in the End Plains until Khnum came. And the Fenrir clan there.



 Lucky, who had been lying on his stomach, suddenly gets up.

 I chuckled. He's completely bored.



"Does Lucky know about this?"



--Yes, our family is from the End Plains too. --Oh, our people are from the End Plains too, only we didn't get along with the humans like the dragons did. We were suddenly attacked, captured, and sealed away in dungeons all over the world.



"What the hell did they want?"

----They said they wanted to restore balance to the world, but they didn't explain much more than that to us. I was only a small boy, but he was strong. It was just overwhelmingly strong.



"Do the luckies want to go back to where they were born?"

------I'm ...... sure they do. I'd like to meet some of the survivors if they still exist, but that's probably not going to happen. Even if Locke is out of his league, this group can't even stand at the entrance to that place.



----You're right. Even if we were to face the demons near the entrance, we'd probably die.

"But if it's just Lucky and me out there, we can make it, right?"



 As we were talking, Lucky suddenly snapped at the dragon. I couldn't move from the sudden deadly force of the dragon. Lucky throws the dragon away while holding it in his mouth.



--Rock, give the dragon some medicine to heal.

"What was that all about?"



--"You wanted to test us. 

 I take out the restorative and toss it to the dragon.



----You should always expect to be hit by a deadly force like the one we just saw. If Fenrir is the only one who could react, then don't go.



 The dragon deftly opens the lid and gulps down the restorative in one gulp.

--Yummy. I've never had anything like it.



"Yeah, it's my signature strawberry flavor. --Yeah, it's my signature strawberry flavor.



----You mean it? There's no need for you to risk your life for Fenrir there. He may be one of the stronger humans, but he'll still die in that place.



"I don't think I'd risk my life. But if Lucky wants to go home, why not help him? We go where we want to go."



--I told you. Locke's a very good-natured guy.

----You're an idiot. You can't have all the lives you want.



"You only live once. I think it's better to try than to give up without trying what people say is impossible. Of course I don't intend to die. If it doesn't work, I'll run away and come back with Lucky."



----Yeah. And if it's not too dangerous, we can always hide in the box yard for the rest of our lives.

--Ha, they say only fools gather around fools, but I guess only good-natured fools gather around good-natured fools. Okay, I'll go with you. Take me with you.



An ancient crimson dragon wants to join us. Do you want to join us?



 I hear a voice in my head, and of course I don't have to say no.

 And then the usual voice in my head urging me to expand my box garden.



 There was nothing new here. Fields and fruit trees can be added by themselves now.

 Mining is tempting, ...... but this time I decided to ask the dragon's opinion.



"Where do dragons sleep?"

"Me? I'd appreciate it if you'd build a cave or something. I can't sleep when there are other demons around.



A child!



 I asked him if there was anything else he wanted to do, but he preferred the cave in the snow-covered mountains to the dragon.

 If necessary, he could ask Patras to build an additional hut for him.



"Thanks for your help. Speaking of which, what's your name?"



--My name? Don't be surprised to hear it. It's Benizakura, the famous crimson dragon.

"Benizakura ......?"



 I looked at the faces of the other participants just in case, and almost all of them nodded their heads.

 Only Domorte, who was listening to the story with me, looked surprised.