We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Dragon King, I will never forgive you!

And I felt like Astel, the Duke of Cats, put my nails up, but I forgot.

Whatever it was, after our condolences to the deceased, we moved on to a lively celebration.

Of course, it was Astel with his special ability to create matter that prepared all sorts of ingredients and drinks, plus a simple venue.

Thank you!

The venue set under the tower is lined with a variety of dishes.

Like you've never seen, meat dishes. It also has plenty of vegetables and fruits, and is more luxurious than a royal palace feast.

I wander around the maze of food with my plate in one hand.

"Come on, what shall we eat!

All the saliva looks delicious and when I get alarmed, it's going to drip out of my mouth. Plus, because you want to taste all the dishes, it's hard to pick one out and take it the other way around.

Still, my voice hung from behind me trying to reach for the simmering of delicious meat.

"Hey, Dragon King."

"Id. what's wrong?

Looking back, Ido, the dragon king with the barrel beside him, was calling me.

"Oh, my God, I wanted to give the young Dragon King a drink."

"No, no, I prefer food to alcohol..."

Oh, my God, Ido dragging me without question, without even hearing this complaint.

Ahead, the Dragon Kings were seated at a banquet where they would make a ring.

"Come on, Elnea the Great Dragon King. Shall I listen to you?"

"Yeah, what's the story? And I can't believe he's the Great Dragon King."

"Then should I call it Dragon God's command? Are you listening to me, Gildo or Larsa?

In addition to the active dragon kings, Mr. Zildo and Lazar, as well as Mr. Irie, were present at the banquet hall.

I tip my neck wondering what all the dragon kings want to hear as they take their seats inviting me.

"First of all, celebrate the great victory brought about by our pride, the dragon god's mercy, cheers!

Raise each barrel you held beside you, and Ido takes the pronunciation.

Everyone in the Dragon King rings the cup in his hand to go with it and pours alcohol down his throat.

"Come on, Elnea, you too"

"I don't like alcohol."

The feast to celebrate victory has just begun. If I get drunk at the beginning, I can't do anything.

Nevertheless, it's also a bad idea to turn down a celebratory drink.

So, gently put your mouth on the cup given to Mr. Irie and include alcohol to the extent that your lips are moisturized.

"Wow, that's delicious, huh?

"Isn't that right? Sounds like a fancy drink from the Demon Nation. It's alcohol made from fruit. Some of the Demons are lovely."

"I have to thank Astel later."

And to Mr. Irie, too.

Irie, who knew I was bad at alcohol, seemed to give me alcohol that was low in alcohol and easy to drink because of the flavour of the fruit.

"Come on, let's talk to Ernea."

"Hey, what am I supposed to talk about!?

"It's decided, isn't it? It's about a very nice shiny tree technique."

Oh, I see.

I already explained it to everyone in my family, but you didn't tell the others in detail.

Everyone seems intrigued by the glowing tree I showed them.

"That's right. It's not just dragon qi, it's a technique that braided the power of everyone."

Hmm, and the dragon kings listening to me.

I will explain the technique of Shining Daiki again. [M]

A glowing tree that mimics a spirit tree.

It absorbs the temper emitted by the demon king and the unclean distortions of the world and converts it into the breath of a clean world.

It was everyone's power that embodied the great tree of glow, but the power to maintain the surgery is gained from the dragon pulse, so there is no burden on me or everyone.

And the glowing great tree will not disappear until it purifies and cuts off the evil of this land.

"That's, uh, something. Doesn't that mean the demon king hasn't vanished?"

"Yeah, no, Ido. After the demon king has completely vanished."

Without having to tell me, if they were dragon kings, they would feel that the signs of the demon king swallowed by the glowing tree were completely extinguished.

"But even if the demon king disappears, there's still some remnants of anger and stuff. That glowing tree is still purifying me."

Astel prepared a large quantity of food and drink and a venue after an extremely harsh battle. It was never debilitating. That's because the magic is recovering with healing power from the glowing tree.

Other than that, everyone enjoying the banquet is fine without showing battle fatigue, thanks to Shining Daiki. What is it?

To my explanation, dragon kings snorting while drinking.

Alcohol after labor seems to be exceptionally delicious.

Eat a knob and empty more and more barrels of alcohol.

The dragon kings were starting to blush when they said it was still before the sun set.

And there came a multitude of other men gathered to hear me, and when they realized that there were men of all races around them, standing shoulder to shoulder, and choosing to drink.

Nice sight.

Neither the demons nor the gods. No man, no dragon, no beast. Ear elders and giants. Spirits and Warcraft. Usually, people who are frightened that they are a horrible species, or inferior species, or hostile species, are so friendly and noisy. One day, I hope the buzz in this ballroom spreads all over the world, and I will laugh with the Dragon King and those who have gathered.

Then Mr. Alf of the Divine Family has said something unexpected.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question. That glowing tree, she's breathing bad spirits and stuff, and she's not gonna disappear until it's gone clean, is she? If the Demon King or something were sitting there, wouldn't he be gone forever?"

"Ha!"

Speaking of demon kings, the righteousness of evil.

Just staring releases the killer and wrinkles between the eyebrows create a sense of discomfort.

A giant demon king is enough to use his temper for space transfer.

Everyone's gaze gathered on me to point out Mr. Alf.

"Hey, you're going to the Demon King!

"Whoa, go. As an organizer, it's important to go around saying hello."

Ids and everyone drops me off, and I take a seat. Then we head to a different scene, where the two demon kings sip alcohol.

Unusual. Exactly, unusual.

The demon king of giants and the fairy demon king.

The two of you, you can call them dog monkeys.

We recognize each other as unafraid opponents and don't show any gaps.

It's still unusual for those two to be present at the banquet hall.

"What's so unusual?

"Uh-huh."

It's easy to read my mind, and I'm on the run.

But there's no way the giant demon king would let that happen.

The demon king of the giant looks at me and gives the order.

"Pour the booze."

"Perhaps!

I rush over to the side of the two demon kings and grab a pot of alcohol.

What you two are drinking is a drop of alcohol from the finest spiritual trees.

"It's a precious alcoholic beverage, so drink it carefully."

Spirit Tree drops of alcohol could not even create Astel.

So there's only a small amount we brought in. Among those who enjoy the banquet, only a limited number of people can speak of it, it's a precious drink.

First pour into the cup of the Titan's Demon King, then pour into the opposite Kushalillah. That said, I can't read the signs without the preconceived notion that Kushalila's presence is still thin here and in front of me.

Still, I can see it because the cup is a decent substance, and if Kushalira takes it, it floats in the universe, so I know.

And when the cup tilts, the alcohol inside decreases, so I know you're drinking.

Or what you drank will disappear transparently too!

"Stupidity. I thought I was being used by such a fool, I hated myself."

"No, no, what do you say! Really, you two are grateful, aren't you?

"Well, you're here to scout the grateful opponent."

"Yeah, that's a misunderstanding, too."

Mr. Alf told me that.

Actually, I'm not even anxious about this.

Because the Titan Demon King and Kushalillah are brilliant rulers who can unite the Demon Nation.

This is how they turn to each other and sip alcohol, but there are no signs of a single stroke of instant dust.

Neither killing nor grudging was around these two.

You don't have to explain everything to me, you two know about Shining Daiki. [M]

Except there are two demon kings. Existence alone gives the signs that it will not be easy to send those who stand side by side.

Around the Demon King, only a few sides gathered to enjoy the banquet.

"By the way, signs of Luilara and Charlotte disappeared from the middle of the fight?

Except for me and the two demon kings, the neighbors are here. For some reason, there's no sign of Louis Lara and Charlotte.

Um, even Ghost General Barbia, who ambushed Mr. Alex, is here.

Then the giant demon king smiled a little as he put his mouth on the cup.

"If you're the one, don't you realize it's thin?

"Hmmm......"

Blend your consciousness into the world and explore the signs.

But I stopped right away.

"I'll leave it to you I didn't realize! I didn't realize about Luilara and Charlotte. That's good, right?

Laughing hard, Demon King of the Giants.

Conversely, Kushalillah got just a little grumpy.

"Hate or hate. Again, they are not alarmed."

Are they referring to me and the giant demon king?

Are you annoyed that even Kushalila herself was delayed in noticing Charlotte's movements and that his minister was unable to react?

"Fair enough. Because Charlotte is special. Come on, Fairy Demon King, have a drink, too."

Say, I pour alcohol into Kushalila's cup.

"Drink it, too!

Then they stuck the cup out!

"Ugh. I don't like alcohol."

Nevertheless, I cannot refuse the advice of those who have cooperated.

When I receive the cup, I drink a drop of alcohol from the spirit tree.

Ugh, gentle palate. The breath of the clear woods in the morning spreads across your mouth and out into your nostrils. Even alcohol that irritates the back of your throat is pleasant.

"Wow, it's delicious after all!

If you had been drinking in a forbidden mansion, you would surely have stopped. But I still have a pile of things to do.

So not if you're drunk here. Besides, I haven't put it on for a treat yet!

When I thought about the food, my stomach rattled.

At that time, someone pulled my clothes from behind.

Looking back, there were bears and toddlers!

"Priscia, you and Momo"

That's right, Priscia. Without fear of the two demon kings, he came honorably to the place of the demon king's banquet.

Momo looks like Priscia's got her hands on me. However, Momo is a little nervous about the gaze of the demons around her.

Well, I think so.

It's not that surprising that Priscia is coming.

But when it comes to accompanying Momo, who is extremely familiar with people, he tilts his neck.

Priscia sometimes invites people forcefully, but she never hates them.

That doesn't mean that Priscia wanted to come here, did Momo?

"What's going on?

Speak to Momo, who pulls the hem of my clothes. Then Momo was behind the bear's fur, looking up over her head.

"Empty...? Different. Is it a glowing tree?

"Gugggggggggggggg"

Momo laughs when she sees the wide spread branches of the glowing tree.

"Nda. Momo says she wants peaches!

"Peaches? Right, peaches."

We also looked up at the branches of the great tree that glowed when Momo caught us.

The glowing tree shines in the sunset, glittering. We narrow our eyes to glare.

But the kind of thing Momo would expect didn't turn out to be a glowing tree.

"The great tree was created because I thought of the spiritual tree. Are peaches tough?

Even if there is fruit in the glowing great tree, it may be fruit similar to the fruit of the spiritual tree.

So I can't give you what Momo wants.

"Mmm."

But is that good enough to give up?

Momo must have remembered the peach tree when she saw the lovely big tree. So, the great tree with its splendidly stretched branch leaves, I thought it would have peaches, and you went out of your way to my side where the demon kings were entertaining you.

And yet I can't fulfill Momo's innocent hopes?

"Momo, Priscia, let's pray. If you do that, you're sure to make a nice fruit come true."

"Yeah, I get it!

"Gu gu, pray, l!

Priscia and Momo look up at the glowing tree and pray hard.

A very pure prayer.

Our hearts are dusty and warm watching.

But the glowing tree doesn't bear fruit.

"Mm-hmm. Maybe you haven't prayed enough yet, have you?

And I shrugged and stared at the demon king and the neighbors.

"Hate, dragon king. Take us...!?

"Damn, you've been used to good health. Let's dance with their palms this time."

When the neighbors realized what I meant to do, they said, "You!" and wrinkles between his brows. But when the demon king of the giant takes the initiative to pray, those beneath him also reluctantly obey.

Kushalilla also prayed for me, "Remember ya" foolishly.

Um, the demons, an extremely evil species, are praying softly.

Yeah, you don't have to worry about the demon king's temper or evil signs!

Mr. Alf's suspicions were also dispelled.

And I can follow Momo's wishes, too.

I'm very satisfied.

When the lights were all praying, at the tip of the branches far overhead, the little ones glowed. The lights eventually form a round contour and become small fruits.

The nuts ripened in innocent prayer fell from the branches.

Like a grain of snow, the nuts slowly descend to the ground.

"Whoa, that's amazing!

"Gugggggggggggggg"

Priscia is thrilled.

Momo, too, reached over her head with a glass of bears' hands and took hold of the nuts that came down.

The nuts, in response to Momo's thoughts, had peachy fruits, not spiritual tree fruits.

"Ali, Ga...... tho!

"Thank you very much."

Momo, who thanked us deeply, grabbed the fruit and ran out.

Priscia also runs out after Momo when she thanks the demon kings and demons of the giants.

"Wow, where are you going?!?

I round my eyes to the unexpected reaction between the two of them.

Where the hell are you going with the fruit?

"Yeah, I'm just gonna go"

Me begging for free for the Titan Demon King and Kushalila.

The giant demon king sent me off laughing. Kushalila was showing signs of staring at me, but she didn't say anything.

I follow Priscia and Momo and run through the ballroom.

The two ran for a place, cleverly avoiding the crowd.

"Tower, is it?

Without even paying attention to the treats and buzz around, Priscia and Momo enter the tower at first sight. Then he rushed up the long stairs leading to the top floor.

I'll follow you too, don't be late.

And know what Momo's purpose is.

"Peaches.... delicious, sii...... yo"

I carried it with me dearly, my favorite peach. Momo gives it to the sleeping girl.

Momo let the girl's little hand gently hold the peach.

What a sweet heart you have.

For Momo, peaches are both a favorite and food for life.

Of course, the fruit that has become the branches of the glowing great tree is not a real peach, but nevertheless, I think it's as important to Momo as a gem.

Besides, for the sleeping girl, an extremely familiar momomo came to the side of the Demon King, who had been hostile, and desperately asked me for a favor.

That's how I finally got it, the glowing great tree fruit. A mind that can give it away at all costs.

Touching Momo's kindness heals our hearts.

The sleeping girl also sneered and smiled, wrapping peaches in her hands as she slept and looked important, whether she had reacted to Momo's kindness.

One day, when a girl wakes up.

"My favorite is peaches!

And will you tell me?

We were not the only ones watching over the gentle world we visited after the fierce war, Lady Levé and Société, and the other fairies loosened their cheeks.