We Live in Dragon’s Peak
Some days are bad.
I met an unexpected person in a carriage I boarded to go home.
No, you've been waiting for me.
In the carriage, there was Master Grave.
"Oh, uh"
I'm upset.
"The carriage moves. Why don't you sit down?"
Master Grave pointed me out, and I sit back face to face.
This, I wonder what this means. I'm confused by a situation I don't even think about.
Whether you know my mood or not, Master Grave doesn't keep his eyes on me.
Like a frog stared at by a snake, I hardened myself face-to-face with Master Grave.
I'm scared. I'm scared. Obviously, Master Grave is targeting me with hostility.
I had never been so harshly hostile in my life, and I was completely shrunk.
The carriage moves out.
The return wasn't a royal carriage, but the shaking isn't as bad.
As I hear the sound of the carriage's wheels and the sound of the horse's hoof, I cannot move rigidly while facing Lady Grave.
It's awkward.
Lady Grave doesn't keep staring at me, he doesn't make it faint. I was also overwhelmed by the atmosphere in the field and couldn't take my gaze off Master Grave.
What the hell is Master Grave doing with me and I wonder if he's in the carriage?
I know it's obviously not a good thing.
Me and Lady Grave didn't move with our gaze in place as the carriage raced.
I wonder where you'll drop me off on my way home. I'm in the mood for you to drop me off now.
My heart was exhausted even though I was only gazing at him.
Then, even longer, the carriage stops.
I wonder if we got somewhere. He called out to you from outside the carriage.
"I really doubt that a knight from my kingdom has ever been challenged by a child like you."
When I hesitated to come down, Master Grave finally opened his mouth.
"From what I've seen, I don't even look like I have a big arm. Arms are as thin as women's and the spirit swings easily to this extent. It's only dishonorable that someone like you has spoken to me. If I could, you wouldn't be too touchy."
When Lady Grave said so, she took the wipes out of her nose and threw them at me.
I'll take it in a hurry.
Along with the stiff sound of Jarin, a tightly weighted wipe falls in my hand.
"This is..."
"It's gold. There's plenty of room for civilians like you."
I wonder if this means a silence fee.
I found myself with a flashy look. [M]
Master Grave tells me not to tell you that he defeated the knight of the kingdom of Yortenitos because he pays the stopping fee.
I forget that my opponent is the first prince of the kingdom of Yortenitos, and I stare.
Are you kidding me? That's what I did so desperately to help Louiseine. But it's no different than killing people. I don't brag about it. It's not a good conversation.
"I can't take this kind of money. But don't worry. I must have been lucky to win, and I wouldn't tell anyone else if I didn't."
I returned the heavy wipes with the gold coins to Grave's hand. [M]
"If that's all you need, I'll excuse you."
I lay my hands on the carriage door.
"It would help if you did that"
I stepped out of the carriage with a voice on my back like a little fool.
As it was, I thanked your man and left the carriage behind without looking back.
The carriage was giving me a lift to school. Could it be that you left in the middle of class, so you thought you had luggage and sent me to school?
Too bad. I went to school with my bare hands, right? Because I'm not a wealthy family, I also rent textbooks at school.
The carriage ran away behind my back.
Something made me feel so bad.
I know you don't care that a knight from your own kingdom was defeated by a kid from another country. But if they say high-pressure disgust with their eyes from above like that, I'm sure everyone will feel bad.
That makes the future king of the kingdom of Yortenitos.
Oh. Good to be an Armuard kingdom citizen. I absolutely don't like a king like that.
I felt bored and headed to the Dragon Forest.
I want to be worried about something, and I hurry up.
I'm sure seeing Mistral would clear up this nasty feeling.
I also have to report the sword of the dragon killing attribute, and I went into the woods early enough.
Into the woods and wander appropriately.
This is good to wander around, but I want you to make it a little easier to see where you can reach the moss square.
Sometimes I get there early, but sometimes I get walked for a moment when I'm late.
Well, can I just stop being attacked by warcraft these days?
That gray giant werewolf warcraft hasn't shown up before me since he was stretched down by Mistral.
I go through the woods early than usual. [M] Maybe it was a little harsh.
You don't have a choice, it sucked in the morning.
Even though it was a precious day to go to Royal Castle at the corner for the first time, it was engraved as the worst day in my memory.
Walking in the woods for a while, I felt like I heard people talking, and I stopped.
It's not uncommon to have people in the woods.
People who pick up firewood, people who look for fruit, people who come hunting animals. A lot of people use the forest.
I go to the woods every day, too, but I see people a lot. You just can't reach Moss Square while we're seeing each other, can you?
So I'm going to walk the opposite of what people say.
I wonder which way I heard voices coming from.
I'm listening.
But I heard disturbing noises in my ears.
The grudge and the sound of cutting a tree with something.
Ahhhhh. What a day it doesn't have.
I drop my shoulders disappointingly.
And he approached the one who sounded, sneaky.
The logging of trees in the dragon forest is strictly prohibited. Felony if found, capital punishment if done badly.
Could that mean the sound of cutting a tree?
I would have snuck out back in the day and reported it to your official, but not now.
I became close to old Sleighsta, who protects the woods.
So I can't forgive anyone who roughs up the forest.
Me giving in and sneaking off.
I wish I was cutting decaying fallen trees and carrying them, but it would be tough if they weren't.
Finally, the sound of cutting a tree and talking came close, and I hid in the affordable bush to see how things were going.
There were five men.
One is sitting back on a tree stock and drinking something.
The two of them wandered around vigilantly around.
I breathe so you can't find me.
And the two of them, holding each end of a giant saw, were cutting down a fallen tree.
The cut of the fallen tree is brightly colored, and it is obvious that it is not decayed and fallen.
He's a tight picker, for sure.
I was already cut down. Are you breaking down the fallen tree so that it's easy to carry after you knock it down?
What do you mean?
I'm nervous when I see a serious crime.
I don't know what to do, I have to report it.
You're an official. No, let's hurry up to Moss Square and let Old Sleighsta and Mistral know.
Mistral would be able to easily catch this grown man.
I can't do this. I'm sure even one of the men will lose.
I sneak back so they don't notice me.
Bakiri.
"Who!!
Shit. Careless at my feet, I broke a branch.
"Hey, that's the bush over there"
One of the watchmen found me.
I rush out of the bush. [M]
"Wait! Don't miss it"
I can hear the men's anger coming from behind.
Shit, run.
I ran at full speed.
Get out of the way.
Heavy impact on my right shoulder, followed by severe pain struck me around my shoulder.
I scream and fall. [M]
Turn away and confirm.
On his shoulder, a single arrow stabbed him.
Look at the wound, the pain doubles.
I scream.
"Let it go, be quiet"
One of the men caught up and kicked my stomach as hard as he could.
A man steps on my face, almost screaming again.
"Hey, grab the rope. Tie it up."
"Trouble, let's kill him"
"No, you can't. If I kill you here, there may come a warcraft to the smell of death."
The men said something to each other, but I didn't know it was a severe pain.
A burning pain in the shoulder. A dull, heavy pain that causes nausea in the abdomen.
I was tied up with my hands and legs while being made men. [M]
What should I do? They'll kill me like this.
I can't concentrate because of the severe pain in my upper body, and I can't find the dragon pulse.
Dragging me in a hurry, the men turned back to the side of the fallen tree.
I get dragged down and get more fine scratches all over my body.
Ouch. Ouch. I wanted to cry, but all I could do was snag my teeth with a monkey grub bite.
"In the meantime, what do we do"
"Just split the tree fast. We're billionaires if we just bring back what we can have."
"You can kill this hungry ghost one last time."
"Shit, why is there such a kid deep in the woods?"
On my side, where the pain is likely to take my consciousness, the men resume their work.
I couldn't do anything, I was lying on the ground.
The first man who was sitting on a tree stock drinking something put his foot on my face and weighed in.
I groan at the severe pain that seems to break my head.
"It's okay, I'm not going to kill you yet. But unfortunately. I need to seal my mouth when I'm seen."
A man with a scorched expression. I tried desperately to resist, but I moaned when it came to getting kicked in the stomach again.
I threw it back up, but the monkey grub put me down, and my mouth filled with unpleasant objects.
Spit it out of his nose.
Seeing my ugliness, the men were laughing lowly.
What should I do? Help me.
I was full of fear. [M]
I'm afraid of the gaze of the men looking down. I'm afraid of a kick that will fly relentlessly if I try to resist at all.
It hurts hot as if an arrow wound to the shoulder mouth is blowing flames.
I was trembling. [M]
Guru.
When the men had finished cutting out as much wood as they held, they heard the beast from somewhere.
"The beast."
"Where?"
Men who are instantly on alert.
"Hey, I just saw something over there"
One man rushes to the one pointing his finger with a weapon in his hand.
The men fell out of my sight.
"Where is it? There's nothing here."
"Be careful, you must be lurking somewhere"
The nervous interaction of the men.
"Gah."
Suddenly, the scream of one man echoed in the woods.
I was surprised as if I had been eagled in the chest.
"What, what's up"
"Grrr."
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
"Hey, there's something here."
Screaming and the upset voices of the men continue.
"Hi, hi, no, what is this?"
"Grrr."
I'm terrified of what's going on out of my sight.
Even though the five of us stood up to each other, what we hear is a voice of agitation and a scream.
What's going on?
I'm scared, Mistral.
I was getting smaller and shivering.
"Ku, don't come."
I screamed, and a man rolled in.
The man wore a buttcake and had a sword in front of him, but he was trembling and his sword tip was shaking.
And.
An artifact that represents the appearance from the inside.
Don't make any noise.
What appeared silently in my sight was a grey great wolf warcraft with a brutal grin.
Warcraft slowly approached the man with the buttocks as if he were slamming.
"Oh, come on."
A man who screams and lags behind.
Warcraft opens his wet big mouth with bright red blood and has a tongue lick.
Warcraft claws were also stained bright red.
One step, another step and a warcraft approaching a man.
I can't believe that warcraft shows up here.
Like men, I was afraid of the brutal appearance of the Great Wolf Warcraft.
If these men get killed, I'm sure it's my turn next.
I thought I hadn't seen him since I lost to Mistral, but I knew he was still lurking in the woods.
He's willing to take revenge on me. He must have been after me while Mistral was gone.
And the Great Wolf approaching before the man.
The man waved his sword, but the great wolf played briefly with his forefoot, and the sword flew in the direction of the day after tomorrow.
The great wolf narrowed his eyes with garlic, opened his mouth wide and covered himself with a man.