-Ay! That's it, I give up, let me go! Well, it hurts! Oh, mommies! You'll break my tail!
“Are you giving up?” asked the knight.
-Oh-oh-oh, yes! I give up!
The knight released the dragon's paw from the painful grip and he sat down, rubbing his shoulder.
“I defeated you in a fair fight,” said the knight.
“But by dishonest means,” the dragon grumbled.
-Doesn't matter. The main thing is that he defeated. Where's my prize?
- Right now, I’ll take it out.
The dragon got up and, limping, went into the cave. After a short time he appeared again, leading the princess by the hand.
-Here. Here's your winnings.
“Are you laughing?” the knight yelled. “What should I do with this woman?” I am a Templar, a servant of the Church! Where is the Holy Grail?
-How should I know?
-Who should know?
The dragon shrugged and groaned when his left side felt painful.
- Well, guy, that's your problem. Are you taking it?
- Fie on you!
The knight swore dirty, collected the scattered weapons, mounted his horse and rode off.
“What if he came for me?” asked the princess.
“Well, then I would bring him the Grail,” the dragon chuckled.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru