One of them held a bottle of oolong tea in his hand to replenish water. Hoshike and Ryunosuke walked among the crowd, looking left and right, admiring the "people in strange clothes" coming and going.

Of course, for Ryuunosuke, a programmer who has not been a fan of games for a long time and has not accepted game outsourcing, he just dresses up in fancy clothes to watch the fun and novelty.

But for Xingke, it means walking among a group of extremely friendly comrades.

It is said that one of them is in an experimental hospital gown and the other is in a magic pattern robe. The two of them are also "companions" of the strangely dressed people.

Moreover, a photographer stopped them and asked them if they could take a photo. After all, their clothes didn't look rough at first glance. Especially the "prop" wand in Xing Ke's hand...

After Ryuzosuke sent away a photographer with a spear and cannon with a cold face, he asked Xingke with some worry:

"...by the way, is this really okay with you?"

"What?"

"The way you just dealt with it, that deacon is not from this world, right? And he also said he was a dragon from another world..."

Ryunosuke couldn't see the explosion of magic power, but at least he understood that the conversation between Hoshiki and the butler was not an act.

"Oh... don't worry, I have plenty of money, so I won't lose money buying those wonderful books."

"...Do you think I have the financial resources to worry? I mean, do you just buy those books and leave them alone?"

Ryunosuke looked like he was mentally retarded.

"Are you afraid that he will cause trouble? There's no need to worry anymore, right?

From the looks of it, he must have been in this world for a long time. If something were to happen, it would have happened a long time ago. How could he wait until now?"

Xing Mo doesn't care.

"[Since you have been honest before and now, the possibility of you being honest in the future is very high]

Is that what you mean? Are you...that naive?"

Ryuzhisuke was a little suspicious. He didn't think Xingke was a considerate and reasonable person.

"Um...well, actually I don't believe in the character of that demon dragon, I believe in the world itself.

Once upon a time, there was an alien demon king who was extremely dangerous when he heard about his profession. He accidentally came to this world. His strength was probably not much different from that of Fafnir. The difference was the same as the difference between level ninety-nine and level ninety-eight.

As soon as that little demon king arrived in this world, he was suppressed by the rules of the world and turned into a level five trumpet.

Do you know why?"

"Acclimatized?"

Ryunosuke is a smart programmer and doesn't understand this, so he can only make this inference.

"By the way, I just can't adapt to the climate.

It's like opening encrypted files with different encryption methods in the same place, one with text and the other with garbled characters."

"Your metaphor is quite vivid."

The corners of Ryunosuke's eyes twitched a little, and the reason was anger.

This kind of metaphor is obviously because Xing Ji regarded him as a layman and an idiot, and deliberately used metaphors that he could understand to explain.

"But, do you know why Fafnir is different?"

"Since we treat them differently, does that mean... the difference between [harmful] and [harmless]?"

"Absolutely? The fact that a world with rules that can easily be traversed has survived to this day means that it has not yet had a bug.

Since Fafnir can use abilities in this world, it means that he is recognized by the rules in at least some aspect, right?

Just like third-party software can run but is not safe.

But I don’t know what it is specifically.”

Xingke just felt that he had no response to the rules of the world. If he, an outsider, went up to fight to protect the world without permission, and then turned the four neon islands into the fourteen neon islands... wouldn't he look stupid?

"Don't worry, most people will be scared when they think of people of different races mixing in the crowd, right?"

Ryunosuke Ryuunosuke, who obviously has no fighting ability, also has no sense of security.

"Haha, don't worry, it's just a dragon with some strength. You don't even need a sword to kill a dragon in a minute..."

Xing Ke said his mouth was dry and he was about to take a few more sips of tea.

“Besides, I don’t believe I can meet another giant dragon again…

puff!--"

Then he squirted because...

"MMP, look what I saw?

Another dragon? A maid?!

The deacon is now a maid?! Has the Dragon Housekeeping Dispatch Company been established?!"

In fact, there are not many eloquent stars who can make so many complaints in a row, which shows how quickly this flag can be recovered and how painful it is to be slapped in the face.

Hearing Xingke's sudden remarks, Ryuzosuke also looked in the direction Xingke was staring at, and then he saw a scene like this——

A beautiful girl with antlers on her head, bat-like wings on her back, and a thick lizard tail sticking out from under her long maid skirt.

There was a long line of people lining up around her, each one holding a spear or cannon and trying to take pictures of her...

Seeing her outfit and what was going on, Ryuzosuke had a pretty good guess.

That girl with the antlers on her head is probably also a giant dragon.

"Hey, bowmaster."

"Um?"

"Do you have anything to say?"

"...No, let's go. I don't want to see creatures like [Dragon] anymore today."

Is there a limit to conflicting fate with [Dragon]?

…

Wandering around with Ryunosuke, I wandered into another Y area. Maybe it was because the themes of the area divisions were different. The area here had changed from Japanese anime styles such as maid uniforms or ninja and sailor uniforms to hardcore ones.

European and American styles such as machinery, armor, leather armor, robes and swords.

"I can't figure it out. The concept of [Dragon] is obviously European and American, and [Maid] is originally a cultural heritage of the United Kingdom and France. But how can [Dragon Maid] become a Japanese anime style after the combination of the two?"

"……have no idea."

What Ryuunosuke actually wanted to say was [Who are you asking me?], but after reflection, he still felt that this sentence did not fit his character, so he changed his words as soon as he said it.

"This is a mystery.

What is creation, what is originality, what is culture...

It’s all a mystery!”

Among the COSers around, there are gradually more and more blond and blue-eyed players. ACG culture attracts not only the Eastern cultural system. There are also more and more costumes such as magicians, angels and demons.

Then the stars suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Ryunosuke asked. Could it be that this demon was exhausted and could be merciful enough to let him go?

"Shh... listen."

Xingke's unexpected expression was a little serious.

"Sure enough, you have suffered from Alzheimer's disease in the past two years. Is it because of your age?"

But Ryunosuke expressed disdain for this, not because he couldn't hear the sound, but because...

"It's so noisy around. They're all sounds. Which one do you want me to listen to?"

"Well, you may not believe it. I just heard that the old priest in black clothes and bald head and the young black-feathered fallen angel who just passed by us are planning to carry out a large number of massacres..." (
Chapter completed!