We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Nda. This is the first time Priscia's ever been out of the village."

"Nyan."

Me and Mistral going to the woods and Priscia faking it.

Priscia was in a good mood with Chanko on her head falsely.

Contrary to that, me and Mistral are confused.

Falsely, Chanko was squeaking properly to match Priscia's nose song in the potent weather.

The time is near evening, and we're in a hurry. Anyway, I have to be home by sundown.

Mistral seems to be staying at the moss square with Priscia today.

Who the hell is this fake? In other words, we noticed who we were, including the Ear Elders. We couldn't possibly have said it from our own mouths if we hadn't heard it directly from Sleighsta's old mouth.

'Cause this is a forest protected by the ancient species of dragon, Old Sleighsta.

Hurry anyway.

But in the end, I can't get there without being led to a moss square, so I'm just gonna walk.

Priscia and I walk a little further along the Mistral with little conversation. Sounds really fun.

"Oh, wow."

Priscia suddenly stopped, pointing to the back of the woods.

At the end of the finger, the Grey Great Wolf Warcraft stood and looked at this one with interest.

He showed up again without punishment, didn't he?

I wonder what he's been up to.

Be on your guard, or Mistral will call Priscia back.

"No, no, no."

"Nanny."

But Priscilla shows a strong interest in the Warcraft and doesn't come back here.

"Big wok"

Warcraft is not wacko. It's Jun Min and it's dangerous.

Mistral sighs at him, turning to Priscia.

But it was too late.

Priscia, who looks like she's having a good time, disappears in an instant.

"Wow soft"

At the next moment, Priscia was on the back of the Warcraft.

Me and Mistral, and the Warcraft surprise at the same time.

Especially the Warcraft jumped in surprise as Priscilla suddenly appeared across her back.

There's a lot of momentum, Priscia, and she's going to jump.

I couldn't help but look at Priscia thrown out in the air.

But the next moment, Priscia disappears again.

And again, it was crossing the Warcraft.

Hey, what's going on?

I can't grasp the situation and get confused.

Warcraft also jumps again in surprise.

And you'll be swung away, Priscia.

But then it disappeared again at that moment, to the back of the Warcraft again.

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

I screamed. [M]

Warcraft is also rampant, not knowing what it is.

Each time, Priscia is swept away and crossed over the back of the Warcraft like nothing happened at the next moment.

"Oh, boy."

Only Mistral seems to understand the situation, sighing and turning to Warcraft and Priscia.

"Don't play with the Warcraft."

Mistral catches Priscia just jumped by the Warcraft.

The warcraft, finally liberated, panicked and vanished.

Oh, fake. This is Priscia turning her eyes over her head.

"It was funny."

Priscia with a full smile.

This one is confusing without understanding why.

"If you play with the Warcraft, you won't be able to get to Ong."

"Nda. Dragon Grandpa?"

"That's right. I'm going to see you now."

"Exciting"

Priscia honestly walked out holding hands with Mistral.

"Hold on, hold on."

I rushed after him, too.

"What was that?"

Catch up and ask.

"Nda."

Priscia thinks with her fingers on her cheek.

"Want to try your brother too?"

Priscia says to reconnect with me.

"Ah."

It was the moment I heard Mistral's short voice.

My vision suddenly reflects a different landscape. There's a mistral a little further away.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

All of a sudden, I had a terrible nausea, and I was throwing up.

My head hurts and tingles with cancer.

Heavy heartburn made me throw up again.

"Here. Priscia, suddenly you do something to someone you're not used to."

Mistral finds us, and he comes at us angrily.

"Nda. I'm sorry."

You can rub my back, Priscia.

My heartburn healed slightly, but my headache and eyesight continued.

That's it. They get motion sickness after a long ride on the carriage, but I'll tell them. I think it's similar to that.

By the way, I wonder what that was. Priscia, if you think you've held hands properly, the next moment you were away from Mistral, right?

"Ernea, are you okay?"

Mistral glanced at me worried as he rinsed his mouth and drew water from the water bottle.

"You get drunk when you're unfamiliar with spatial jumping. Be careful, Priscia."

Mistral pisses me off, pudgy Priscia.

Is that a spatial leap?

I remember. The Ear Long Clan travels a short distance instantly, doesn't it? I wonder if that's what it is now.

"Are you calling it a spatial leap? It's amazing. It's amazing how you can do this, Priscia."

When I compliment you, Priscia, I'm delighted to sparkle your eyes as soon as possible.

"Here. Don't spoil it"

Mistral frightened me, but I was really impressed. Anyway, you had a very valuable experience. I'm sure I've never experienced the brave Listeir either.

I rinsed my mouth and took a small leap, Priscia.

Oh, boy, and a mistral with the same eye as seeing your child.

You're still turning your eyes over Priscia's head, fake.

After we shared this joy, we began to walk through the woods again.

As usual, signs of changes in the air.

"Just, well."

"I'm back now"

"Hello?

We enter the moss square. [M]

Old Sleighsta greeted me as usual in my usual place.

"Ho. Is that the daughter of the Ear Elders? Well done."

Old Sleighsta sees Priscia coming with him, smiles.

After all, cute is common to all races, right?

There's no creature who doesn't think you're cute about Priscia.

"Hmm, was that your hobby? Then I guess I was too old for Mistral."

"What?"

Mistral that draws your face.

"Oh, Grandpa, what are you talking about? I'm not a pervert."

I'll explain in a hurry.

"Are you a pervert?

Priscia, don't listen back innocently. Mistral's cold gaze hurts.

"Ka. Nothing to worry about. I'm tolerant of people's tastes."

Old Sleighsta laughing delightfully. You look like you're having a good time being followed, Priscia.

I have to change the subject somehow. Otherwise, Mistral's blunt weapon is going to fly. I'm afraid.

"Oh, yeah. Grandpa."

I grabbed the fake that was still snagging over Priscia's head and showed it to Old Sleighsta.

"This kid showed up in the village of the Ear Elders, something like that."

Did you just notice so much about the fake I grabbed, Old Sleighsta turns his eyes round?

"Oh, why did this man come to the woods?"

Apparently, you know who this is fake.

Old Sleighsta looked seriously fake.

"Put him down, and leave you."

Old Sleighsta giving instructions in a rare and serious tone.

I put my dick on the moss as falsely as I was told and move Mistral and Priscia away.

Old Sleighsta's eyes gleam in gold, confirming that we have reached a sufficient distance.

also, i wonder if they've brought dangerous kids.

We swallow and watch.

"Ugh!!

"Ahhh."

"What are you doing -!

"Niko."

Damn it. This grandfather. Like every other time, he blew his dick off as fake as he wanted.

Screaming and disappearing into the back of an ancient woodland fake.

"Ha-ha-ha"

Old Sleighsta with big laughs.

Damn, yes, I was fooled. I can't believe I purposefully pretended to be nervous and run in disguise.

"Yanko."

Priscia rushes to the woods of ancient trees.

"Oh, wait a minute"

I'm going after Priscia, too.

"Fix it there, Ong."

The Mistral of the Killer explosion pulled out a pink black one-handed stick.

"Not really. Don't get me started."

Old Sleighsta in a hurry. I know this is going to happen, but what a bunch of stupid things to do.

No room for sympathy, and chasing after Priscia, Falsely Chanko came back from behind the woods of ancient trees.

I flapped my back wings and flew back.

"It's flying in"

Priscia circles her eyes in surprise.

Yeah. You had wings on your back. I wonder if Priscia really thought it was proper.

"Ho, ho. Isn't my little girl back? Not if you're doing that."

On our backs, Mistral and Old Sleighsta were attacked.

"Big Grandpa, he's back in"

Priscia happily cuddles her fake and returns to Old Sleighsta.

"Ho, look, it's Mistral. Now is not the time."

Old Sleighsta manages to circumvent Mistral's blunt instrument, while encouraging progress in talking.

"Come on, daughter of the Ear Elders. Leave that little girl downstairs again."

"I guess I won't do anything weird anymore."

Old Sleighsta, who nodded and admitted to being reluctant to threaten Mistral, had no majesty at all.

Again, we falsely distance ourselves from it.

"Then the play is over. Little girl, show yourself what you are."

Even now. Old Sleighsta's words, full of majesty, echoed the moss square.

"Huh."

Old Sleighsta and fake. Chanko crossed her gaze for a while, cat howling, and fake sounded.

Then.

This body gets huge and fake all the time.

The wings of the back are widened wide, and the tail becomes clammy longer as the body becomes massive.

The two horns, like sheep, increased in majesty and sharpness, and the rounded face transformed into it of the dragon.

As we stared, fake turned into a giant winged dragon.