The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

Chapter 142 - The Personality of A Strong Person

I was dazzled by a flash of light.

The lightning strike that occurred according to Yoro-san’s hand movement hit the fake kin in the air and caused a big explosion that dyed the whole area in white.

That magical attack that he makes with only one hand has the same level of power as Rēko’s slash.

—But.

「Even though you were a Demon King, you are just an old man who is left behind in time. Seems like you are not as good as someone like me, who is a kin of Evil Dragon Rēvendia who still makes a name for himself.」

The opponent is still the fake kin that blocked Rēko’s full power attack upfront. He calmly floats in the sky where the lightning from before has settled, without even a scratch.

「Yo, Yoro-san. Fighting that demon is a bad idea. If he fights with you in such a place, the city could disappear.」

「That person is strong? Where? I can’t see it.」

However, even though his attack is completely prevented, Yoro-san is surprisingly calm.

He is a battle junkie, so I’m worried he will get excited and start a full-scale fight.

「Are you afraid of losing?」

「Yeah, no. No matter how you look at it, you are way weaker than me.」

It is something of a feeling I have every time.

There is no doubt that the fake kin is a strong opponent in a fight, but he didn’t ring a lot of warning bells in my eyes.

Although he is a fairly strong demon, he can be subdued if there are enough elites.

「But Yoro-san. That attack just now doesn’t look very strong but, it totally didn’t damage him at all.」

「It’s a simple story. If a weak guy were to take my attack and still act calm, that means that my attack is working. That masked guy, if I were to attack him will full strength, he will evaporate into nothing.」

Yoro-san struck both of his fists together in front of his chest.

The very next moment, he disappeared and appeared in front of the fake kin that was still in the air.

「I don’t know what kind of magic trick you are using, but I will have it exposed quickly.」

Yoro-san attacked with his palm in a trajectory as if trying to squeeze the fake kin’s mask.

The fake kin that took his attack directly just now and stayed calm,

「—!!」

He hesitated and twisted his body.

Then, he threw a kick that swung down his heel to Yoro-san’s back who just missed his palm strike.

The power on that kick was genuine, as when it hit, Yoro-san’s body was knocked to the ground at once, crushing the stone pavement in the alley into pieces and rolling up dust.

「Yoro-san!」

「Stop with the noises.」

Yoro-san, who was half buried on the stone pavement because of the kick, immediately stands up without any problem. His armor and cloak were covered in dust, but he doesn’t seem to be upset at all.

「With this level of attack, I won’t lose no matter how many time you hit me.」

「Is that so? No matter how strong you are, I don’t think it was a blow that can just be ignored.」

Even though it was the fake kin that started to provoke him, Yoro-san seems to be smiling inside his helmet as if mocking the fake kin.

「Why are you being so impatient? If you think that you are stronger than me, you should have acted more imposingly. Only weak people use something like a cheap provocation.」

「Aaa Yoro-san, please don’t get too heated up. Let’s just comfortably talk with each other.」

I rushed to Yoro-san’s side. But I didn’t do it just to talk to him.

I didn’t know why, but the fake kin’s attacks will disappear when it touches me.

If a large-scale attack were to be fired at Yoro-san, I’ll be close enough to cancel it. The damage to the city will also be minimal.

Just as I thought about that, Yoro-san grabbed my tail and hung me upside down.

「What are you doing? Don’t dampen my fight. Now withdraw since you are in the way.」

「Th-that’s not it, Yoro-san! That person’s attack doesn’t work on me for some reason. So there will be a chance if you use me as a shield.」

「What do you mean?」

While I’m trying to speak further, in my mind, the experience of dealing with Rēko going wild in Seiren flashed back.

Ariante swung me around like a chain, threw me around, and finally charged that black dragon with Rēko on my back.

「But… Please be as soft as possible. Please be careful when using me as a weapon. If you were to use me like a fragile object, I won’t be scared to help you.」

「Don’t need it.」

Poi~, Yoro-san threw me to the back alley. It hurt like normal.

「I am the strongest demon. I will not ask for help.」

「Do-don’t be stupid! You couldn’t block that person’s attack earlier…」

「Why can you block an attack that I can’t?」

Yoro-san asked me straightforwardly. That’s… I wonder why. If it’s Rēko, I can explain that “It is because she thinks that I am the source of her power”.

I’ll assume that it is most likely because of the same reason, I’ll just tell Yoro-san that.

「Perhaps he thinks that I am the source of his power, and only with my power that he became this powerful. So that’s why all of his attacks don’t work on me or something like that.」

「Hmm? What are you talking about, Rēvendia-sama. No matter how one thinks, this power of mine is undoubtedly given by you, Rēvendia-sama.」

The fake kin immediately responded.

After all, he is a strange person(Demon) all right.

When I started to have the urge to cry, Rēko, who had just tied up the Cardinal and his men who she defeated earlier, rushed to my side.

「That insolent person sure is talking about something strange, Evil Dragon-sama. Since we were here, can you please tell us the fact.」

「Why do you look a little upset? It won’t change no matter how many times I say it. I only have one kin.」

「Then, it’s fine…—Have you heard that, you fake. I am the one and only kin of Evil Dragon-sama, that is the absolute truth. You are just some normal guy that has a strong belief in Evil Dragon-sama.」

With a happy face, Rēko puffed up her chest.

Apparently, she isn’t really upset. She just wanted to hear a “Rēko is my only kin” statement from my mouth.

However, the fake kin hasn’t given up.

「But, have you proved it before? My “Great Claw” is far stronger than yours. No one but Rēvendia can give me this much power. It is kind of selfish to say that I am just a normal guy that has a strong belief but, are you saying that the power that Rēvendia-sama gave to you is defeated by just some strong belief?」

「Ugh…that’s…」

「You should have known if you belong to the same sort of kin as me. Your power belongs to Rēvendia-sama. And my power that surpassed yours also belongs to Rēvendia-sama. If you disagree with this, you will be doing nothing but doubting Rēvendia-sama’s power.」

Rēko’s whole body began to tremble. This is definitely a sign of anger.

Seeing that she cannot defeat him in a contest of words, she began to hold a dagger in her hands.

「By the way, Evil Dragon-sama. It will be okay to kill him since he is not your kin, right?」

「Please hold back Rēko. If you both fight with full power here, it will be bad.」

Even now, I can hear the people in the main street panicking because of the lightning strike that Yoro-san did earlier. If more cases of vandalism were to occur, we would actually be criminals instead of just wrongfully accused.

「Don’t be fooled by his lies, little girl. That’s why you are that weak.」

It was Yoro-san who gave words of restraint.

「That masked bastard. He seems to have a good tongue in his mouth but, the content of his story before, he desperately tries to make it reasonable. There is a problem before saying whether or not you are a kin or just someone with a strong belief. Do you even know that?」

After saying that, Yoro-san pointed at me while looking straight at the fake kin.

「—You, you think nothing of this dragon, don’t you?」