We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Well, we..."

The Winged we first encountered seemed to be militant.

Well, I don't even know if there's a friendly Winged in the Humans.

Anyway, when I was pointed at the tip of the spear, I raised my hands to show that I had no intention of resisting.

However, the rest of the Winged have set up weapons and surrounded us with no questions asked.

Why are there people in this place?

"No way, you ran away from somewhere!?"

"No, but... there are two women in shrine costumes."

There are five winged tribes surrounding us. They were both men.

And all of them, except for the big guy who jumped out first, were small.

In the first place, the people of the Heavenly Clan and the Winged Clan are many petites and skinny people.

Probably to avoid adding extra muscle and height to fly.

Maybe that's why the presence of a giant man stood out so much.

The brown wings are big enough to be even bigger than a giant body if spread out.

Musculoskeletal hands and legs. A thick breastplate. A sharp glance reminded me of a raptor, and the spear in my hand was thrust at me with a slight sway.

He's quite skilful.

If there's an emergency like a fight, we might have to watch out for this guy.

No, maybe. And I look ahead of the five who are surrounded.

Beyond my sight, there were two winged people who did not participate in the siege.

One of them is a little man who keeps arms and keeps an eye on us like everyone else. The person who stood behind it to be protected was the most well-dressed man in the winged clan.

Young and well presented. When I was younger, it looked like I was in my early twenties or about halfway through my life.

Bright green long hair. Green wings, the same color as the hair.

The outfit is also based on green and white, a fine outfit.

I had a sword, but it didn't look like I was holding a weapon. But he was watching us with his sharper eyes than anyone else.

I'm pretty sure he's the tallest person.

In that case, we may have to keep an eye on the trend of the green winged man.

"Hey, you! Don't even think about getting a weapon."

As I watched the Winged people, a small man with gray wings pointed his weapon at Mistral.

Oh, my God.

Mistral, smiling bitterly, raised her hands against me.

Without resisting, I turned to the female formation, and the other four, other than the giant man, had a lowly (gibberish) smile.

"Shit. The bastard is a child. The only thing left was a woman. How dare you! These people were in this place."

Are you a deserter after all!?

"It doesn't matter." They forced me to come here, but I got a good souvenir. "

"Heehee. Women are always the best!"

As if to trample the price of a product, I feel harsh towards the winged men who stare at my wives.

I hope you don't look at my family with such vulgar eyes!

Rooisseine stopped me from unconsciously releasing Dragon Qi. It pulls the hem of my clothes and distracts me, giving me a gentle smile that calms my frustration.

I also regained my coolness with Rooseine's smile and revisited the men of the Winged tribe.

Among the men surrounding us, the four, except for the gigantic man, were still turning their vulgar gaze to the women.

So, I'm going to intensify the discomfort I just felt.

Looking at the costumes of Louiseine and Madeline, the men realized that they were two shamans. Still, I think it means a lot that the winged tribe is a subject of slavery.

Even if you attacked a shrine maiden in an unpopular place, you think you can explain everything if you don't leave evidence.

As shallow as it is, there are races with such ideas. So, I guess that doesn't help.

but.....

The man with the gray wings was still staring at Mistral with his sword.

Yes. I feel a strong sense of discomfort from the way this man looks.

I mean, I've got a certain certain certainty.

Mistral is a dragon race.

Rather than being a winged clan, the demons and gods thrust their swords at a race that ran away with its tail around it. Moreover, I will not stop turning my gaze without hesitation.

And I am aware of the existence of Nemea, who is still relieved in my head.

Though small, Nemir is an ancient dragon race.

Even if the ancient species cannot be distinguished from the ordinary dragon race, the dragon race is a dragon race. Even if it was Xiaolong, it was much stronger and more terrifying than humans and winged tribes.

However, even the giant man, rather than the grey-winged man, doesn't seem to have any particular vigilance towards Mistral or Nemir.

I mean, yeah.

Can't the Winged identify the race just like we do?

Yaaaa

As if to affirm it, Nemea crowed.

I see. These people don't know what kind of species they're dealing with. Is that why you're acting like this?

I get annoyed with the terrible gaze I have on my wives, but I feel calm because I can catch the situation a little.

And when I regained my coolness, I began to make room for my thoughts.

Then, more and more questions arise.

What was the "impossible problem from them" I was talking about earlier?

Apparently, the Winged came here because of something they didn't like. What kind of errand is that?

Is the client a green winged man? But I don't think I'm going to vomit in front of my client, so I feel different.

So who would have let the green winged men and other winged men in fine clothes head to this place?

Besides, what does it mean to be a deserter?

I have a lot to ask. Which one should I ask first? That's what I thought.

"Hey! He's coming from the sky again!!"

It's a flying dragon!

The men of the Winged tribe who were surrounding us and pointing their vulgar gaze at us suddenly panicked.

"Shit. Where can I hide near you!?"

"Hurry up and get inside!"

"Wait, from this position, it's better to hide in the cave beyond!!"

The winged men ran ahead as if they had forgotten about us, and headed to the point indicated by the black-winged man.

"Flying Dragon!?"

That's definitely Leviathan.

Well, what are we going to do? And everyone left behind looked at each other.

Isn't it better to follow him?

I see. I don't think the Winged need to know that Levaria is on our side right now.

"On the other hand, there are ways to make Levaria-sama's presence known and keep the winged tribe quiet."... that's going to be a hassle later on, right? "

It would be effective if it threatened only the Winged Clan, but if the rumors were to spread elsewhere or even to the Imperial Venerable Mansion, it would be alert and might make it more difficult for us to move.

That's right. What do you mean?

As a different option.

If we were to flee from the militant Winged, now would be a good time for the men to flee?

However, I still wanted to ask you some questions, and most of all, I feel suspicious when I sit here relaxing.

Alright, let's follow the winged people!

We'll run, too.

The winged men ran through the fence and into the woods. Then, he ran into a cave in the shadow of a rock.

We run in late, too.

"Ah!?"

The green winged man was just a little surprised by us running in together.

Well, there's no surprise.

In this land, man is a slave. Hunting was a winged tribe. Even so, I came into the same cave as myself, without fear or running away from the Winged.

The other winged men were amazed at us. However, I immediately turned my awareness to the sky and killed my breath.

We also held back our signs and asked what was going on in the sky.

A huge red shadow passed over a forest with caves at high speed.

A terrible roar resounded.

The winged men were stiff and frightened.

The red shadow in the sky revolves around the cave several times. And then she let go of her terrible roar once more and left far away.

The red shadow over the sky disappeared for a while.

Among the winged men rigid in the cave, the first to move was the giant man.

"... have you been there?"

The gigantic man from the terrified cave looked up at the sky and asked what was happening around him.

However, he did not use his wings to try to soar into the sky.

I think I'm frightened when I see a flying dragon flying up into the sky.

"Damn it. It's horrible."

When the giant man finished checking his surroundings and letting them know that he was safe, the other men were finally relieved and exited the cave.

Could it be that the Flying Dragon has settled here!?

"If that happens, I won't be able to use this path anymore..."

While looking up at the sky, the winged men began to talk about the flying dragon that had left.

We're still staring at it in the cave. [M]

In the same way, the green winged man who remained in the cave was quietly observing various things.

Who are you guys?

A green winged man who looks at us with the same keen eye as he did at the beginning.

"We winged people weren't upset, and we didn't show how frightened we were by the flying dragon." Isn't it the people who escaped from somewhere? "

I see. He's very observant.

Without being told, we didn't show any agitation in any situation.

Because even when I was surrounded by the Winged, I was confident that I could get through it if anything happened.

Besides, the dragon was also a Leviathan.

Leviathan just came by to see how we were doing.

Of course, Levaria quickly found the Winged and the caves we were hiding in, and if they wanted to, they raided the Winged before they could figure it out.

However, Leviathan also flew off to take care of our situation.

So for now, we're not in an upset situation.

But I can't believe there's just somebody watching it.

Perhaps this green winged man is the most troublesome.

"We are..."

Levaria is flying away, and the winged men are returning with their weapons in one hand.

He stood to block the entrance to the cave and pointed his weapon at us.

I tell the situation to the green winged man who leaves the cave while being protected by the giant man.

"Over there, I crossed the Heavenly Mountains." Rumor has it that there is a winged nation here? ”

Just be friendly.

I smiled and said "lies", but the Winged didn't believe me.

Heavenly Mountains!

"There's no way that a monster can cross the mountain range like a woman and a child!"

As you say.

I can't believe what I'm saying to the winged who didn't recognize Mistral and Nemean.

That's why I add.

"She's a shooting star, Luiseine. This is how we have travelled through so many different lands.”

"Shooting star...?"

If the Winged knew about the shrine maiden costume, I thought they knew about the shooting stars.

The men only tilted their necks uniformly, and they still didn't believe me.

However, there was only one person who raised his eyebrows to my story.

He was a green winged man.

"I see, a shooting star. A little, but I've heard of it." If you ask me, it's a little bit different from the design of a witch in the country. I've heard that shooting stars dress differently than other shrine maidens to identify themselves. ”

Not only is this person's eye of observation sharp, but he also has a lot of insight.

"The other shrine maiden was dressed more splendidly than I've ever seen." Then it may be that he is not a man of this earth. "

Madeline was wearing a better shrine costume than other shrine maidens, as the head of a shrine maiden in the Kingdom of Yortenitos. We were only a little surprised by the depth of knowledge of the green winged man who sees through it and affirms that he is not the shrine maiden of this land.

"I don't know the truth about whether or not I came across the Heavenly Mountains, but I will not lie about being the rest of the people. So, what are the requirements for you to go beyond that mountain range?”

“If you know about shooting stars, you can talk quickly. We're on a journey to find the fate of shooting stars.”

It's a crimson lie!

It's only true that Rooiseine is a shooting star, but it's not a journey to find fate.

We've infiltrated to free Louilala and the others.

But I can't tell you the truth.

We don't know who these people are yet. That's why this time, I'll also tell a lie, just like I did in the land of the gods.

A green winged man with his eyebrows in his eyebrows.

After all, it's too sudden. Can't you believe it?

Mmm. If the Mistral and Nemean races had been spotted, they would have been a little more convincing.

"A shooting star and a journey of women and children..." Well, that's fine. I'm not going to ask about you right now. More than that. "

The green winged man looks into the sky.

Let's go back to the village before that flying dragon comes back.

That's right. When the flying dragons settle down, the villagers will have to know!

You seem to care more about Leviathan than you do about us.

"I'm going to ask you to follow me." I'll tell you more about it in the village. "

And then we got out of the cave with our weapons pointed at us.

Apparently, I wasn't treating you like a slave hunter, but as suspicious people, I'd be trapped by the Winged.

We leave the cave as told by the Winged. Then, together with the winged people, we headed to the nearby village.