The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

—At the very least, he is not human.

I can confirm that with confidence.

Rēko’s current strength is already far outside from the human category. It’s in an area where a great mage can be defeated easily.

Rēko is vigilant toward that person, that means he is probably a god or a demon. Moreover, a high rank one…

「Well, I’m lucky. Never would I have thought that I would meet someone with a permit at the right time. Seems like my luck has not abandoned me.」

「Totally. There aren’t many opportunities for someone to meet Evil Dragon-sama directly. You better give your thanks.」

The first floor of the inn is a bar.

Because there is no ordinary customer during the festival, the only one here besides us is the mysterious man in armor.

And for some reason, Rēko and the man in armor are sitting at the same table.

Meanwhile, I have some kind of luxurious mat with a lacquered tray filled with fodder.

「Then—why do you want to enter the capital? If you have some kind of insolent motive, we can’t accompany you even if you have gave us accommodation.」

「There is no need to be so bloodthirsty, little girl. There is no need for you to worry, I just came here to see an acquaintance. I don’t think I will destroy the capital.」

Armor-san’s remarks implicitly means that “he can destroy the capital if he wants to.”

The past me would have been in a panic, but Rēko makes the same kind of remarks everyday, so I can keep my calm for the time being.

「Acquaintance? Who? There is another strong being like you in the capital?」 𝙛r𝚎𝐞𝑤𝚎𝗯𝗻𝗼𝐯e𝚕.𝒄𝐨𝓂

「That is my own private story. What, I didn’t meet you to become more familiar and intimate.」

While saying so, Armor-san empties another bottle of sake. Even though the mouth part is open, It will definitely be easier to drink if he takes off his helmet, but it doesn’t seem like he is going to do it.

Rēko is still staring at Armor-san with a sussing face. I need to talk about something to change the atmosphere.

「U-um, won’t it be unhealthy for you if you drink so much alcohol? Why don’t you eat some well balanced food?」

「Dragon. Your worries are futile. Demons like me don’t need to eat unlike humans. This sake is just for enjoyment.」

I stirred up a hornet nest. I just got information that I don’t want to know. Don’t say that you are a demon so easily.

Rēko however,

「… Does that mean I can eat all the food here?」

「That’s right. You are such a glutton even though you look like a little girl. Just think it as my hospitality.」

Busuri, Rēko stabbed a piece of meat with a fork and began to eat like a beast.

「Umu, what a glutton. Owner, start cooking with all of your ingredients. I’ll pay all of it.」

「Roger!」

「Um, didn’t Owner-san hear that too? He said he is a demon.」

「If it is a demon that pays well, then he is the same as a God.」

I can’t believe this. Probably because this place has a low threat of monsters, the villagers aren’t wary of him at all.

Rēko is being softened by food, and the deliciousness of the fodder is shaking my heart a little. I actually have been eating a bit.

But—

「You, you are a demon, right?」

「Correct.」

「Except not having a permit, you properly pay with money. And you also doesn’t seem like a bad person.」

「Don’t underestimate me. I, who is overwhelmingly strong, won’t behave like a small time villain.」

I groaned unintentionally. I want Rēko to be this kind of person.

「You do have a great potential to be a great demon. Fine. I will postpone your punishment.」

「This is Rēko. I wonder why you must make such a provocation. I am really sorry Armor-san, this kind doesn’t mean ill.」

「Don’t worry. I won’t get angry from a child’s antics.」

With that said, Armor-san unplug another bottle. There are already dozens of empty bottles on the floor.

Then, I suddenly came up with something.

「Oh yeah, what is your name again? If you are okay with it, can you tell me?」

Earlier in Peryudōna, I heard that they put a bounty on the Demon King and my Fake Kin. In other words, even the humans know the existence of powerful demons to some extent. (Aside from their wrong evaluation of me)

If he was such a strong monster that he could wander around villages without hiding himself, the guild should have some information on him.

「No, I was actually just born three days ago, so I don’t have a name. I am actually just a baby for humans, hahaha」

I was terrified by that shocking fact.

It is true that demons are born from nothing based on magic power, but this is three days after birth. Three days after birth, he is a giant and drinks alcohol.

「But it will be hard to call you without a name. Fine, I will name you as thanks for the meal. With the contrast between the silver armor and the darkness magical power—U-umu, It’s too annoying. I do think that your second name should be “Sacred Knight of the Evil God” though…」

「I have never seen a person whose second name was decided before their first name. And your naming sense is also not that good. Nee, Armor-san, if you didn’t refuse it, you will get stuck with a strange name you know.」

「I don’t particularly care. Call me whatever you like.」

Rēko clapped her hands happily.

「I have decided. Your name will be Enaida Foustrubeng Riesanbeld Ziginiagern Rondoshare…」

「It don’t think it will be cool even if you add more syllables.」

That name is like a spell. I won’t be able to remember it.

「That is correct. Certainly, the coolness of Evil Dragon-sama’s name is condensed in one syllable.」

「I wonder who thought that name though.」

「Then, let’s take it from the armor and call you “Yoro”. Demon, are you fine with that?」

[1. Note: Armor = Yoroi = Yoro]

「It’s fine.」

Changing from Armor-san, Yoro-san nodded indifferently while drinking alcohol.

However, I think it is a good situation. If he was a newborn demon, then that means he probably has nothing to do with the Demon King’s army. He also doesn’t seem to be ferocious, so we might unexpectedly get along.

「Phew, I’m glad that you are a demon that I can have conversations with. I actually thought that you may be Demon King-san for a second.」

「Me too actually. If there are someone with this level of strength, that person must be at least an executive of the Demon King’s army, or even the Demon King himself…」

「Mu?」Yoro-san armor rang as he tilted his head.

「No, the Demon King is no other than me.」