We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Straw, despair today!

Istericia is still being chased around by the spirits today, even though she says the battle against the demon king is over.

"Mmm, that's a mess!

"Guggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg

"Whoa, whoa, have fun"

"Wait, wait, wait."

And the young girl chasing the spirits crosses the chicken dragon, and the bear crosses the bear warcraft. Zilong's Fiorina and Reem were also flying around with their wings winged full of energy.

Isterisia escapes and the spirits chase around. And the little ones shall go after it, and the beasts shall follow.

Sister, Fei Long's hunting grounds are still busy today.

"Whoa, I didn't have a sister."

"Elnea, don't run away from reality, do your part properly"

"Yes."

The day after the big banquet.

Of course, the grand banquet is still ongoing.

And it was also time to reward everyone who cooperated.

"Mistral, I guess it's your fault. I feel like not only the spirits, but other races are queuing...?

"Oh, it's not your fault, is it?

Before me, spirits who were not part of the party were forming a long line of snakes.

The reward for the spirits was decided to be stroked with a head stroke.

I will stroke the spirits' heads with labor.

Then the spirits will rejoice with joy.

Well, while expressing that joy, the spirits will next join Isterisia, so the spirits in this queue will continue to chase Isterisia.

Anyway.

For some reason, many non-spiritual species were seen in the line of rewards for stroking me.

"Why, even the Ids...?

"Well, you. Until the spirits manifest themselves, you're stroking my head. I don't know, but isn't it good for you?

"I was in line for the right reasons - Huh!? Besides, if you don't have a religious view or something, what's the profit!

"Ha ha. Do we have the heart to serve something or wish for thoughts?

"Well, I respect the Dragon God and all that."

Anyone, unconsciously, offers a prayer or a favor to something. And you want to benefit from the "something" that you worship.

The human race can be the goddess of creation or the temple religion. By the same token, dragon people and other races have the heart to worship and devote themselves to nature, their ancestors, and those who are honored by it.

"Whoa, Elnea, what are you whining about? The queue is long. Quick, turn the queue."

"No, no, because this is a line of rewards for the spirits!?

Really, man.

I can't see the end of it because spirits seeking rewards alone are an amazing number, but they are the ones lined up with people of all races at the center of interest.

"Yes, Mr. Cat Spirit there. Don't fool and outrun the Mouse Beast Clan."

"Wow, warcraft of the tiger species, it is forbidden to drool when you see the spiritual buttocks of the cows lining up in front."

I stroke the heads of spirits and other races one after the other.

The queue continues to be extended, so I'm sure it may not be over by the end of the day. That, it was Louiseine and Lyla who were managing the endless invisible matrix.

At the end of the line, Mr. Sefina should be standing with a sign, but it's too far from my position to see.

"Oh well, if you have too much of an Elnea monopoly, the next Spirit will be in trouble."

"It's time, get away. If you want Ernea to stroke your head again, rearrange it in the queue."

There are other people who help to strip off the spirits who won't give way to the place even after I stroke their heads.

It is Grandma Yuri who teaches gently, and it is Mr. Cornelia who is powerful not to say yes or no.

By the way, Mistral is an enforcer if a non-Spirit race rubs!

"Come on, Elnea. We're just getting started, so give us a break."

"Yeah, I got it!

Mistral scolded me, and I'm motivated, too.

"Hang in there, hang in there"

Hang in there.

Ares and Spirit Tree were there for me, too.

As good as the queue I had before me. Yeah, maybe more rows, but I could do another one.

The beginning of the matrix is at the root of a glowing great tree that still shows no sign of disappearing.

And at the base of the glowing great tree, the fairies assembled, and the priests managed the queue.

"If you're in line, please be quiet"

"Just look. It's just a peek, right?

It is Madeleine who brings together the priests.

The witches who came from the ancient capital are also busily moving around, following the instructions of Master Madrine.

Those who line up in the queue follow the instructions of the leading clergy and wait quietly for the order.

So what is at the end of the matrix, at the root of the glowing spirit tree?

"Hmm, that's a pretty sleeping face. I'm not interested in people's faces, but I can tell you how adorable they are. '

"What a strange charm."

"I just saw you asleep, and somehow I was happy."

Those who served their purpose and left the queue were engulfed in a sense of well-being for all races.

Sleeping faces that make all happy. The identity, descended with the fairies, was a girl.

We kept the girl's presence a secret.

I was exposed at the time of my descent, but still only a limited number of people could come to the girl's side.

Still, everyone gathered at Feilong's hunting grounds united their wonders and will, risking their lives to protect the girl, to fight against evil beings.

As a reward, the fairies allowed me to see the girl's sleeping face.

Of course, if I were caged on the top floor of the tower, I wouldn't be able to see a big dragon tribe or a warcraft or anything. So you went out of your way to travel to the roots of the glowing great tree.

You're a strange girl.

Not only people, but spirits, warcraft, and even dragon tribes loosen their cheeks happily when they see the girl's sleeping face.

Girls will be traveling around the world from now on.

And I'm sure the girl will be a beloved being from everyone in the world.

"Ernea? I don't have anything to do with it"

"Oops, sorry"

"Caress me? A lot of strokes?

"No, no, Mr. Ludriard, you've got a pretty voice and you're just sick already, aren't you?

"Ernea, I don't have that..."

There were other matrices and groups that appeared here and there.

"Yes, don't push it -? If you were making too much noise about disorder, Master Sheliar would blow up all of your weapons, wouldn't he?

"Tris, I'm gonna get rid of you first, okay?

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Nevertheless, there was a particularly busy group of human adventurers.

Those are the people who gathered to reward Astel for the weapons he created.

Astel created a variety of weapons for us against demons and demons.

But now that we have defeated the demon king and the demons and demons have vanished, the weapons with excessive power will be in the way the other way.

So some people tried to destroy Astel's weapons.

But it's a waste, isn't it?

Demon kings have been defeated, but demons and demons still exist everywhere in the world.

And people struggle with demons, and it's normal to not be able to fathom demons.

So it's really a waste to destroy Astel's arsenal.

That's why I negotiated and decided to distribute some of the weapons as rewards to those who wanted them.

Of course, in distributing it, I consulted with the Titan Demon King and Old Sleighsta and secretly set out a number of decisions.

One does not distribute weapons more powerful than the holy sword held by the brave Listeir.

This was not so much a measure to inspire the Demons and Divine tribes as to take into account the Listeners.

If a man possesses a powerful sword or demon sword, he will draw attention from all around him even if he responds.

Besides, you can't handle giving people too strong a weapon, says the Titan Demon King.

"Regardless of the new Sacred Sword, I was so grateful to have the" Sacred Sword "before it broke. Let them have their own prey."

It's a bit of a spicy word, but I'm also convinced by the words of the giant demon king.

Even with this reward, the tools at your disposal will eventually destroy you.

Those who did not participate in this battle are targeted, in some cases deceived or robbed of valuable weapons.

You want to suppress new problems caused by rewards if you can.

So I was telling the adventurer to choose a weapon that suited his height.

As a result, only unexpectedly, human adventurers showed interest in Astel's created arsenals.

Dragons, beasts, etc. see their own flesh as capital, and weapons as tools to compensate for it.

So he seems to think it's important to train himself to the extreme before relying on powerful weapons.

Others, ear elders and giants, seem to have a normal idea that it is desirable to procure their own weapons.

Besides, Alex, who was one of the few participants of the Divine and Heavenly tribes, said clearly that he would not make any debts to the Demon tribe.

And the demons say.

"A weapon created by the Duke of Cats..."

"I'm interested."

"There's no curse..."

And, somewhat "created by Astel," how vigilant you are.

Well, the Demons' anxiety isn't a mistake, though, is it?

"Whoa whoa whoa!

"And I won't stop. Can't stop dancing!?

Some of the adventurers who had grabbed their weapons and ordained what they would get were suddenly screaming, laughing, dancing and running around.

"Since Luirala is not here, you don't know if the cursed weapon is in the mix..."

There is no curse that would curse a man to death or turn him into a demon swordsman. But an adventurer, unluckily touched by a small curse, was in terrible shape.

And when I saw how it was, there was Astel holding her stomach and laughing.

"The demons are familiar with Astel's notoriety."

We laugh bitterly at the noisy group.

"Come on, Mr. Elnea. Can you stroke your head, please?

If I had made any extra findings, I was rushed by a woman waiting for the order.

"I mean, Mr. Anemone. This is the third time you've stroked your head!?

"Hehe. 'Cause when you stroke your head, Elnea, it feels good."

"Please let Zan stroke you."

"Master Zan is shy about that, and he won't do it."

"Sounds like Zan!

Or it wasn't just Mr. Anemone.

The matrix never gets shorter. The reason for this is that you didn't limit the number of times you were rewarded for stroking your head, it's our downfall!

"Come on. Come on, Mr. Elnea. Good luck with that."

Inspired by Louiseine, I stroke the heads of Mr. Anemone and those who lined up.

There are big banquets going on around, or people running wild. Some people get paid, some get cursed if they think they've got it, some make noise.

But it's really peaceful.

A calm day flows slowly.

I don't know, it was around lunch a little.

From Dragon Peak, I busily feathered my wings and a flying dragon flew in.

"Good news!

To the roar of the flying dragon, we looked up into the sky.

Fei Long finds me and descends suddenly. While doing so, you couldn't wait until you landed, or you let me know what happened at Dragon Peak.

"The territory of the apes has finally disappeared!

"Hey, what the heck!?

Before intercepting the demon king. We were listening to the gorillas nesting in Dragon Peak.

In the course of this year, I was told that the hellfire showing the territory was gradually beginning to weaken.

But I can't believe that in such a short time since the first report, the gorilla territory will disappear.

The hellfire showing the territory has gone out, which means that the gorillas rode the dragon pulse and moved to the next place.

"Finally, peace has come to Dragon Peak."

We shall rejoice as we interpret the words of the Fei Long.

But it was then!

Guru, and old Sleighsta rang his throat low.

"Mummy, this sign is. Ernea!"

And let your eyes shine golden to make your warning color stronger.

To the other ancient species of dragon tribes, tension ran.

"Oh, no..."

I'm late for the old Sleighsta to detect the signs. I stiffen my body to fear.

An overwhelming presence arrived at the hunting ground of the flying dragon, aboard the flow of the dragon pulse.

Dragon tribes, dragon people, warcraft, and other species that can sense dragon veins blur their faces one after the other.

But I didn't have time to run.

Hellfire columns that burned everything down sprayed up from behind the earth.

"The girl!

The fundamentals of a glowing great tree. The fairies also fight on the firepillars that emerged just outside the place where the girl sleeps.

I force my body, which was stiff with fear, to move and activate a spatial leap. And broke in between the firepillar of hell and the girl.

"Elnea!"

The Mistrals rushed right at me, too.

Loose, and the firepillar shakes.

We made ourselves strong. [M]

"There's one soul that looks strong."

Terru, who was hanging and playing on the branches of a glowing spirit tree, approached the sleigh of the

Even that Terru had his eyes glistened to vigilance.

That should be it, too.

He showed up before us...

"The flames of the gorillas..."

I don't know much about what the main body of the gorillas is.

But we know the overwhelming despair and fear that this flame unleashes.

Burning, Hellfire Pillar. That's definitely part of the flame where the gorillas show their territory. Above all, whoever can explore the dragon veins that flow beneath the firepillars of hell, beneath the earth, should know.

"Under this pillar, the gorillas...!

apes that they left Dragon Peak.

But more importantly, at this time of year, I can't believe you're moving to Fei Long's hunting ground!

My throat was sore when I tried to swallow the sawdust and spit.

My spit had evaporated and my mouth was dry.

I finally suppress my trembling body.

Tense and rigid bodies, just stand.

Even that demon king or evil tribe feels like it doesn't extend to the signs of the apes.

But you can't just run away.

We have to protect the girl!

Besides, we have a lot of people we can count on right now!

Telulu, the spider with a thousand hands, tells me he's equal to the gorillas.

I manage to reach for the white sword and the wooden sword of the Spirit Tree, staring at the swinging pillars without alarm.

Everybody, let the fear seep in colour, but get up.

In front of us like that, the firepillars shake even more.

And I showed the change.

Loose, heavily swayed firepillars weakened the fire.

"Yeah, no. I shredded waste by increasing the concentration of flames!

Fire columns that seemed to reach even the branches of the glowing great tree, became smaller.

Instead, the flames were concentrated to the point where they emitted light to change shape.

to the shape of a person.

"Ol... ta...?

Mistral is breathtaking.

That, too, should be.

Something shaped by flames with increased concentrations to the extreme. We looked familiar to him.

A wretched horn stretched out of his forehead. Huge wings. Thick tail.

Flame, so the contour was shaking every bit, but he definitely looked familiar.

"Is that happening!? Even with the gorillas. You know, when it comes to Alta..."

Even Zan was stunned with his eyes wide open.

"But..."

Word trembling mistral.

The gorillas, when they eat up everything that goes into their territory, take the dragon vein and leave somewhere in the world.

We dropped an alter in the territory of the gorillas.

And now. The territory of the apes that existed at Dragon Peak said it had disappeared.

That means that the swallowed alters were eaten by the gorillas, even if we didn't say so.

You should have understood...

No one can move to the exact situation.

Upset, confusion, fear, despair. We can't move in all sorts of situations.

The flames that take the contours that remind us of a former alter do not move like asking how things are going.

'No way, Alta's resentment took over the gorilla consciousness and came here with the intention of taking revenge!?

"Or are you willing to make this place a territory next!?

The Dragons and the Dragons were trembling.

But then.

I noticed.

The flame that shapes the alter points the way.

gaze, it's unclear if I should call it, but what lies ahead with the eyes of the flame pointed.

"Maybe...... I wonder if the gorillas just want to see the girl!?

The overwhelming signs remain unchanged.

But if you look closely, you don't feel threatened by us. [M]

In the first place, if the gorillas were targeting us as prey, they would have attacked us without question.

I should have swallowed everything with the flames of hell without having to bother raising the firepillar.

But the gorillas didn't.

Maybe it's because I had a similarly sized, strong, thousand-handed spider, Teru. But I still don't think so.

The gorillas wanted to see it before they moved anywhere in the world.

The presence of girls somehow heals all.

And I don't think anyone would want to hurt a girl.

Come to think of it, even the Evil Nation and the Demon King showed how they were after the girl, but didn't show a bare gesture that would do harm once and for all.

Is that why?

Everyone was confident that even the Gorillas of the Warcraft feared not to harm the girl.

However, I don't know why the flames took the form of an alter.

Still, the flame that looked like Alta was directed only at the girl who still sleeps easily at the root of the glowing tree without even showing interest in me or Mistral.

"Through the flames, can we see girls? But it's good. If you don't make a scene, look at the girls too."

"Ernea!?

Mistral surprises me. The others were visibly upset.

But it was the fairies, unexpectedly, who moved to hold back my words.

Master Levé takes the lead, paving the way.

Even that Mr. Socier moved in front of the girl and gave way to the gorillas.

The flames in the appearance of Orta proceed at a slow footing.

And then the girl stood in front of a sleeping swing cage.

Still looking down at the girl, the flame in Alta's appearance.

The main body of the gorillas is still in the dragon pulse, but I guess I see the girl well.

There were no negative signs of hostility or intent to kill in the flames that silently looked down on the girl.

We drink and watch. [M]

Quiet time has passed.

A flame that looks like an alter, nestled in front of a girl who sleeps easily.

The gorillas stare at the girl and wonder what the hell she thinks. I wonder what you're feeling.

And I wonder why it's the flame that looked like Alta?

There are plenty of questions, but no one knows the answer.

The gorillas just look down at the girl quietly, under the gaze of our doubts.

I wonder how much time has passed.

Two, the flaming head that looked like Alta moved.

Transfer your gaze from the girl you were looking down on to me or Mistral.

For a moment, tension runs between us.

But it was a real moment.

I saw Mistral, right after I thought.

A dazzling flame suddenly disappeared.

And the signs of the gorillas lurking in the dragon vein had also vanished neglectfully.

"What the hell was that...?

I say as I turn my arms around my hips to support the confused Mistral.

"I'm sure, for the journey, I just wanted to see the girl. 'Cause you can only see such cute sleeping faces here."

"Hmm, Priscia's sleeping face is cute, too, huh?

"Priscia, I'll say it myself!?

"Priscia, you need to sleep better first, right?

"Mmm."

Priscia's loveliness soothed the atmosphere of the place where the apes were stranded.

Everyone strokes their chests down relieved and heads to the grand banquet again.

"Come on, your reward time is still up! The spirits who want rewards, line up before me."

The signs of the gorillas, even exploring the dragon pulse flow, can no longer be felt.

I'm sure you've moved somewhere in the world.

Can we someday learn the meaning of the flames that look like Orta?

I stroked the heads of the spirits as I leaped my chest into a hunch of new problems and future adventures.