We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"What are you going to do because I brought it to you?"

Old Sleighsta laughs at the way I blush and blues.

"Elnea, calm down"

Mistral will comfort you, but you won't calm down a bit.

"Ha ha. Don't get me started."

"That's right. Elnea is mistaken."

Ugh. What am I mistaken for? Old Sleighsta herself has just said that it is the young tree we have picked. There was no branch from that little tree that could take this wooden knife. That means I didn't make it by scraping the trunk.

"Ka. That's a mistake."

Old Sleighsta, for Christ's sake, pinched the wooden knife again, and now stabbed it into the mossy ground.

I don't know what I'm doing. I just leaned my neck and stared.

Then a grain of pale green light overflowed the ground from a stabbed wooden knife.

The handheld part stretches and thickens while you look at it, and the twig also stretches and adds a few more twigs.

Surprised before me, what had just been in the form of a wooden knife transformed into a familiar young tree.

"I didn't make this by sharpening my baby trees. I just changed my appearance by Ong's secret technique. So if you stab him in the ground, he'll go back to where he was."

"Ugh. I want you to say that first."

Look at me in tears, mistral laughing bitterly.

"Well, I don't think Mistral and I are going to be so disturbed."

"You should have told him first. Sorry, Ernea."

Old Sleighsta and Mistral scratched my head in the same way and apologized to me.

The young tree also swayed the branches and seemed to comfort me.

At the end of the explanation and apology, Old Sleigusta pulls the young tree out of the ground.

You even have a proper root. Short roots grabbed just a little bit of dirt.

The young tree then returns to the wooden knife like it was earlier when it fell off the ground.

It's an amazing secret to change your appearance. That's the old dragon, I wonder.

"Come on, take it but good"

I received a wooden knife from Old Sleighsta directly this time.

"I give this to you. Take care of it."

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

Of course, I'll take care of it. It's a strange tree, and it's so cute.

"Well, let's say a little more about that sword"

Old Sleighsta, who nodded satisfied with my reply, told me more about the sword.

"As you can see, this sword is inherently a young tree of spiritual trees. Spirit trees grow by feeding on dragon veins. But I can't get any more food from dragon veins in the earth than I am from a sword. Therefore, if you give it dragon air, it will soon wither away."

That's right. You're alive, so you need food for your life, right?

I guess it's really best to grow on the ground.

"From now on, you should give the sword the dragon qi you have worked out when meditating"

"Does it feel good to pour dragon air into this young wooden knife?"

"Dear Left, by giving you dragon air, the young tree of the Spirit Tree will grow"

"Wow, that's amazing. A life that grows on my own. [M] Responsible, but exciting."

To my heart, Old Sleighsta smiled happily.

"Like earlier, stab him on the ground and he'll go back to where he was. But if you go back, it will be difficult for you to dig back and pull through the roots again. If you grow up, you'll grow up big."

Right. You're a young tree now, and you fell out easily because you were a giant dragon Sleighsta old man earlier.

From now on, if I grow up giving dragon air, I guess it will be the size that Mistral and I can't get out of.

"Even the appearance of a sword is fine with spiritual trees by secret art as long as it gives dragon air. But one day, if you find a place to spend your whole life, I'll plant you back on that side if I can."

"Yes. One day you'll root this kid out in the right place."

Until then, good luck with the sword, and I gently stroked the young tree that became the wooden knife figure.

Then I felt like a fluffy, gentle sign that was different from the wind had passed my ear.

"Even when it comes to the wooden knife of a young tree, it's a spirit tree. It's much harder than the weapons around here. Plus, it stores dragon chi, so it's sure to be used in action."

Mistral also bent over and stroked the wooden knife of the young tree.

"Really? Now I'm finally getting my weapon, too."

The first medium sword my family bought with this and the money they saved was dumped by old Sleighsta. I won't say how many starfrosts I've had since then, but I've been unarmed for quite some time.

I'm glad you lost that painful sight of a teacher to me who borrowed a weapon whenever training took place in the ruins.

"Best regards"

Naturally, I was greeting the wooden knife.

I saw it. Old Sleighsta and Mistral were smiling the same way.

From then on, it became the usual routine.

Meditate and practice dragon sword dance. Make arrangements with Mistral before you leave.

Oh, you were a little different with the usual.

During meditation, I gave more dragon air to the wooden sword of the young tree.

Strangely, as I meditate on Walrus, I feel a small life force from the wooden knife of a young tree placed on my thigh. When I poured dragon air in there, I felt like I was dancing around.

And for some reason, the wooden knife was told to hold it in my left hand.

When I dance dragon swords, I'm basically duplicitous, but why a wooden knife on my left hand? I'm right-handed, so I wanted to hold it in my right hand.

So when practicing dragon sword dance and working with Mistral, on his right hand he was still finding and gripping affordable branches from firewood.

By the way, it's basically a medium sword in your right hand for a site survey or something.

After I got the young wooden knife, I carried it with me. [M]

And, as always, it was called the Son of Azhu at school.

Anyway, I finally got the weapon, but it looks like it's a rough shredded tree branch wooden knife. Besides, you couldn't help but meditate on that because you were still meditating without swinging it in martial arts training.

And as I expected, the brave listeers and delightful fellows get busy and get off school a lot.

As a result, Keeli and Inea, the witches, often accompanied Listeir, and Louiseine, alone, began to speak to me often.

"So when are you going to tell me more about that secret drug?"

One day, I panicked when Louiseine broke into me. Yes, I promised Louiseine a little detail. Then I hadn't had a meeting with Old Sleighsta to see how far I could go, so I got stuck in words.

Look at me like that, Louiseine smiling.

"I'm sure you'll let me know someday"

That's what I'm saying. I won't pursue it any further, Louiseine.

Louiseine is sweet after all.

Yeah, yeah. Only Luiseine told me she was cute with a young wooden knife.

Everything seems cute to see three leaves on the tip of a twig and a thin crawl tangled in a wooden knife.

It's pretty good to see this cuteness, too, Louiseine.

That's how I spent the summer, around the time I plugged into the fall.

An invitation came to me from the Long Ear clan hiding in the Dragon Forest.

I haven't seen you at all since one incident in the woods, but speaking of which, Mr. Carly said you wanted to invite me sometime.

I totally forgot every mediocre but busy day.

"I'll come with you."

With Mistral, I was supposed to go as far as the village of the Ear Long clan.

I wondered what kind of village it was, and I walked through the forest with Mistral.

Apparently, the village to the Ear Long clan will have to follow several steps to advance through the woods.

Mistral explained to me that I could go alone.

Find an ancient tree in the woods first. Around that old tree, three circles.

Then I walk south.

Then a small pond appears, so now go around the pond.

At the end of the circle, the first place is ready for the road, and then the road begins.

"Is this how you get to the village of the Ear Long Clan?"

Surprisingly simple tricks surprised me.

"It's easy if you know the procedure, but no one usually goes around the first old tree three times. Plus, there's a stray curse. Anyone who doesn't follow the wishes of the Ear Elders will get lost in the woods, even if they know the procedure."

"Hmm, really?"

If you do say so, you don't normally go around the ancient trees and go further around the southern pond. And if there is a curse of stray, does it make sense to know?

If someone says and spreads the word, you're not going to make it.

Talking to Mistral, at some point it had become a colorful flower garden around.

And beyond that, there was a village.

It's not surrounded by a fence of chi or a gate at the entrance.

There's a wooden house lined up from the end of the flower garden, and I can see that's the village.

Between the house and the house were many times wider than the housing situation in Wang Du, and I saw several people going between them.

One of the people on the street noticed us and hurried to the back of the village.

I'm getting nervous.

The Ear Elders often listen to the story of an exclusive race, so there was a slight fear of visiting even though they said they were invited.

Summon me, people go home, they won't say,

As we approached the village in a tense foothold, large numbers of people emerged from behind the village.

I wonder if the village is bigger than I thought. I was surprised at the number of unexpected people.

There are dozens of them. This is everyone, the ear clan, isn't it?

"Wow."

I shrugged at Mistral walking next door. [M]

"Hehe. You're welcome. I'm sure it'll be a great day."

Mistral smiles at me and proceeds through the flower garden.

"You've come a lot"

It was Mr. Carly who welcomed me in the front row of the villagers.

He still has a sharp face, but a grin on his mouth.

"Hello, thank you for today"

"Hello, this is a plug from Ong"

I greeted Mistral and handed him the kettle he had brought.

Do you think the contents of the pot are Shizuku, the spirit tree? This is a careful collection of water droplets spilled from the leaves of the spirit tree in the morning dew, and it's normal water, but it's delicious.

I used to drink in moss squares all the time, but they were actually precious.

It's enough to be a souvenir for the Ear Elders.

"I appreciate this. We'll all be delicious."

Mr. Carley was very pleased and had received the kettle.

"Come on, it's a festival. Please come this way."

After being guided, Mistral and I entered the village.

Today was the Ear Long Village festival, wasn't it? What a festival to celebrate.

I proceeded with an intriguing view of the village of the Ear Long clan, which I had first seen.

All the houses are made of wood. Wooden houses are rare because most of them are made of stone in Wangdu. Unlike the stone inorganic texture, it's kind of warm to watch.

The houses are all bungalows, not as big. However, there were properties that were very open and some of them had no part of the exterior wall and could see the contents of the house in full.

The roads aren't even paved with stone. The muddy soil was trampled, and that was the way to go.

There are also many trees growing in the village. There are some places where grasshoppers thrive, and I feel like homes and paths are in places that don't get in the way of such nature.

Exactly, a village in harmony with nature, what is it? There was a fantastic world in front of me that I could see and hear in the story.