Suddenly, a winged monitor lizard flew in from the sky.
While I was working in the fields and Platy was still working on the potion in the cabin.
Startled by her loud voice, she hurriedly ran out of the cabin.
ăWhat the hell is that âŚâŚ, a dragon? ă
So youâre a dragon after all?
Thatâs the way I see it.
Its entire body is covered in reptilian scales, with a lizard-like head and limbs.
However, the reptilianâs scales were silvery, and on its back were wings that would never have been found on a reptile.
The size ⌠itâs huge.
ăIâll ask you again. Are you the ones who have slaughtered my monsters in the dungeon I control? ă
ăWow, wow, wow, wowâŚâŚâŚ? ă
Platy were so overwhelmed by the power of the dragon that they seemed to pee their pants even now.
Iâm going to have to cover for her and take the brunt of it.
ăWhatâs your dungeon, you mean over there? ă
I pointed in the direction of the mountain where we had hunted the horned boar the other day.
ăIndeed, that King Dragon Mountain is my domain. Iâm the only one whoâs allowed to behave as I please in that.ă
ăYouâve got a big name againâŚ! ă
I mean, before that, can we just let it slide that Iâm having a normal conversation with this fucking big lizard?
Itâs a dragon.
Itâs a common occurrence in a fantasy world. Letâs keep that in mind.
ăIt doesnât matter how many square bores die, it doesnât hurt the great me, but itâs bad for my reputation if I leave the rats doing their own thing on my turf. Thatâs why I came to kill the rioters.ă
ăItâs true, we hunted a lot of those horned boars, butâŚ! ă
How did they find out? Iâm not sure I donât know.
ăAre you telling me youâre the master of that dungeon? ă
ăThatâs right, you are fearless enough to vandalize the dungeons ruled by this Grinzel Dragon Veil! ă
Oh there was a lord in that dungeon after all!?
Platy said ăItâs not that easy to have a dungeon with a master ă but so far, the dungeon rate that I encounter is 100%.
Whatâs going on?
Is it just that Iâm pulling too hard?
ăUm, we didnât know there was a Lord in that dungeon. Iâm sorry for trespassing on your turf. I swear I wonât do it again, so will you forgive me? ă
ăNo, I wonât.ă
No mercy, apparently.
ăYou dwarf inferior creature. Did you think that the Great I would leave you little insects to take care of your own affairs? If I leave flies in sight, I will be reprimand as weak from other dragons. ă
Is it the same in every industry, where you get licked and youâre done?
ăTherefore, I will wipe you out without a trace and you will die repenting for your sins! ă
As if the death sentence was over the dragon took a big breath.
The chest swells up like a balloon.
Then exhaled and at the same time a huge flame shot out of the dragonâs mouth.
Itâs not a bad thing, but this fire breath was so big that it would have burned me and Platy to the ground, turning all my fields into ashes in one fell swoop.
But of course, I donât allow that to happen.
ăHa.ă
I drew my holy sword from my waist and shook it off in an inexorable manner in the air.
The blaze of fire was cut to pieces, and all the sparks disappeared.
ăWhat! ă
At the end of the story, Dragon is shocked.
ăThis is ridiculous⌠a tribe of people ripped up my special breath? No, they not only ripped up my breath, they also obliterated it without leaving any dust! ă
Thatâs good.
The fields donât seem to have suffered any damage, not even a single leaf burning from the fire sparks.
ăIâll say it again. I apologize for trashing your dungeon without your permission. Iâm sorry.ă
I bowed my head.
ăI apologize, but Iâm not willing to give up my life to make reparations. If you want more punishment than you need, itâs a fight from there on out. Iâll be killing anyone who tries to kill us to protect whatâs important to me and vice versa.ă
The tip of the holy sword is thrust towards the tip of the dragonâs nose.
ăLord of the Dungeon. Are you willing to fight for your life with me? ă
ăgu gugu uuu âŚâŚâŚ! ă
The dragon faltered and took a step backwards.
. . . I wish you would come home scared like this way.
Iâve used strong words that donât seem like me, but of course Iâm not serious about them.
We canât do better than that if we go on peacefully, so Weâre hoping that the other side will back down by threats
The more you care about your face, the more you are a coward at heart.
ăIâll stop you right there.ă
ă!?
As the stand-off between us and the dragon continued, a third partyâs voice suddenly rang out.
Whatâs more, Iâve heard that voice before.
This croaky, ringing voice that seemed to come from the depths of the netherworldâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚ
The master of the cave dungeon, the No-Life King.ăSenseiă