What do you mean when you say that dragons of fear know very little about anything?

Exactly that -- answered Bonsai, the little guardian. -- It is well known that black dragons of fear are ignorant; that is why they are so afraid.

Now you’re calling me stupid, aren’t you?

I just stick to the facts -- said Bonsai, amusedly, as he patted down his smoking clothes.

So, what do you do, Bonsai?

My job is exactly what I am about to do now. -- And as he said this, he disappeared behind the bushes.

Princess Odai and the Writer didn’t understand what was happening at all. The Dragon was sitting there, frowning, immersed in his own thoughts. The Writer couldn’t say what was going through the Dragon’s mind at the time.

So he did call me stupid... I think.

Some strange noises were coming from the rustling bushes. After a moment, Bonsai finally emerged. This time, he was very well dressed, in a golden suit. In one hand he held a roll of parchment and in the other he carried a little wooden stool with a red velvet seat. He walked over to the center of the field, where the castle used to be, climbed on the stool, dusted off his clothes, cleared his throat, unrolled the parchment and began to read in a very serious and formal manner.

To all those present in life -- he read -- on such day of such month of such year. -- He cleared his throat again and continued to read -- If Bonsai The Guardian is standing in the middle of the field, wearing his golden ceremonial clothes; if he has climbed on his little wooden stool with the red velvet seat and if he is reading this parchment; it is of the utmost importance to check the area for a castle. -- Bonsai lowered the parchment and looked all around suspiciously. After a while, he continued reading. -- If Bonsai is still reading this parchment, it is because there are no castles the surrounding area; therefore, it can be unequivocally concluded that The Castle of Fear has disappeared and this can only mean that The Dragon of Fear has been defeated. Hurray!

There was fanfare. Odai was feeling overwhelmed as she looked at Bonsai, and the Dragon was clapping with excitement.

Hurray, hurray!

I, Bonsai The Guardian -- continued reading Bonsai -- certify such an event. And with the power vested in me by The Law of Life, written in The Great Book of Life, under article two million thirty four, paragraph R -- he took a breath -- I decree and order The Black Dragon of Fear, who is now homeless, to become, as of this moment, the direct property of the person who has conquered him. -- The Dragon stopped clapping as the Princess’ jaw dropped. -- The law has spoken.