We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Mistral is Princess Dragon.

The bearded giant carries a large desk on his own to an empty place, where he sets up a chair.

He then grabbed the collar of his frightening billboard daughter and forced her to stand up, ordering her to bring her booze.

The marabou's greatness leaves the response to the giant, and he takes his seat somewhere.

Looks like the great ones were better, and the giants were doing everything.

And the people in the cafeteria were just frightened and watchful of what was happening without being able to do anything.

I can't help it, they named him Dragon Nation.

Whatever people do, they're not the enemy.

There were a few adventurers in the dining room who looked awesome, but even they didn't try to gaze at the two dragon tribes with red copper skin.

Billboard daughter brings pot with horrible alcohol. I took it forcefully and poured it into the cup of greatness.

And I pour it on myself, too, and the two of us start drinking.

The giant took the delicious food from his nearby seat and ate and drank it to the deserted as we shriveled and watched.

I look at Mistral. [M]

She is also a dragon tribe. And Princess Dragon. I wondered if there was anything I could think of, but she was squatting, Priscia, as if nothing was going on.

Is it good? People from the same dragon tribe are rampant. I feel like I should do something when I go to arbitration.

You noticed my gaze, Mistral glances at me.

Oh, I'm actually grumpy.

I noticed the sharpness behind Mistral's eyes without having to exchange words.

Priscia, you were playing with me and distracting me.

"Again, here I am..."

Once again Mistral stood still as Luiseine tried to take his seat overwhelmingly.

"Stop. They named themselves Dragon Nation. The Dragons do not believe in religion. No matter how many witches you say you are, it won't work for those two. Now be nice."

It was a whispering exchange, but Mistral sat Luiseine down with or without.

Only Priscia hadn't felt the disturbance in the dining room, playing with Niemia or getting Mistral to refresh her.

The two Dragon tribes, who don't know how to interact with us in the back of the dining room, let their billboard daughter bring more expensive liquor and serve liquor in our faces.

Stopped by two men lined up near the entrance, and the people inside can't even get out of the dining room.

And then a couple of pairs of travelers come in who don't know the noise in the dining room and escape to a different situation inside.

Several adventurers full of justice told the two men who were responsible for the commotion, but they were named dragon tribes and they dispersed early, looking terribly harsh.

I couldn't do anything in this situation. I felt bad. [M]

Old Sleighsta of the Dragon Nation owes a great deal. And I had a sense of intimacy with the Dragons, who were close to the Dragons.

Anyway, Mistral is a dragon tribe. I had never met a dragon tribe other than her, but I thought they were good people like Mistral.

But I haven't seen anyone around here.

The Dragon Nation originally lives in Dragon Peak. But it's not like he's not in the kingdom of Arms at all. Some people come down from Dragon Peak regularly in deals, and some of them are adventurers.

I know that not all dragon tribes are like people who made fun of people for being such a jerk.

But this will discredit the entire Dragon Nation.

I want to do something, I think so, but there was nothing I could do.

If I could, I still think it's just Mistral.

I saw Mistral again. [M]

"Now be nice to me."

"But it's too bad."

"Whatever you do, you have to choose the time and place."

Mistral smiles and calms me down.

Mistral is aware of my impatience. [M]

"Luiseine and Ernea, now bear with me"

I'm sure the most patient is the Mistral of the same Dragon Nation.

I nodded honestly and waited for the storm in the dining room to pass.

The two red-brown-skinned dragon tribes ruled the dining room, and we were never transported a fixed meal.

The giant takes food from the next seat around him and adds booze.

Billboard daughter was also utterly frightened and said.

At the end of the day, the great man hands on the billboard daughter.

An awesome adventurer said, but he was stubbornly turning back.

Just a blow kicked, breaking the leg of a forged adventurer. And he was punched in the face, and the adventurer was blowing up to the dining room wall and losing consciousness.

Once again, we were wary of the dragon clan's overwhelming fighting power.

The two red-brown-skinned dragon tribes looked down on the people in the frightened dining room with a low laugh.

That's how you're finally satisfied, you two finish your meal and get up.

And he went outside without even paying for it.

Someone sighed relieved.

The storm finally passed, the dining room was surrounded by an atmosphere of relief.

No one talks about what is happening now or about the cost. Even those cutting up the dining room never went after two Dragon tribes at the price.

It was just silent and I was starting to clean up the mess.

And.

Mistral rises.

"I'm gonna go for a second"

"Oh, I'm coming too."

"Yeah, which way?"

"Nda. Priscia wants to eat chicken meal."

"Yes, sir. Well, then, Priscia's eating a lot of dinner here."

Mistral tells me, and I nod honestly, Priscia.

"You stay."

That's what Mistral told me, but I can't stay or not, and I wish to accompany him.

And Luiseine said she felt some swordswallowing atmosphere and she was going too.

"Totally. If you two come along, who's gonna take care of Priscia?"

"Well, Priscia can have dinner alone."

"Nyan."

Priscia, who doesn't fully understand the situation, answered with ease.

I can't go and do anything, either, but I really want to go.

Luiseine somehow pressed me to accompany her.

"Oh man, you guys..."

Mistral sighed like he'd given up.

"Priscia, just leave a message."

"Huh."

"Nah."

Priscia and Niemia respond well, and we leave the dining room.

When I left, I asked my billboard daughter to carry Priscia's fixed meal.

And when I went outside, there were still two dragon tribes nearby.

Apparently, it's causing people to go around.

You're annoying people everywhere. I learned to be angry.

But it was Mistral who was angry from the core.

From the mistral walking next door, I feel horrible signs.

"Oh, well."

Luiseine was surprised to learn that Mistral's atmosphere was unique and that it was the two dragon tribes that were causing all this noise that we were aiming for.

"Mr. Elnea, what shall we do?"

"Yeah, I guess we should leave this place to Mistral. I came with you, but I think we'd better just watch."

It's not like you can follow me and do something, is it? I just wanted to do something about my feelings, and I just came here about Mistral anyway.

"Really?"

Louiseine looks anxiously at me and Mistral about what's going to happen.

"I guess I should have stayed."

"No problem. I wanted you to know more about me, and watch."

That's what Mistral said, approaching the two dragon tribe men who were circling for a cause.

The two men immediately notice the puzzling signs of Mistral.

"Come on, sister, what the hell?"

"Isn't that a good sign? What, are you playing with us?"

The dragon tribe men look from top to bottom like they lick a mistral, with a lowly laugh.

But Mistral doesn't care. Get close.

Do you know me?

Mistral looked up at the two red-brown-skinned dragon tribes and said so.

Mistral is tall for a woman, but not for the two great men.

The two face each other in a mistral with their jaws raised and looking straight up.

"Ha?

"Oh, even if I knew. You're our exclusive whore."

The giant distorted his face when he didn't know what it meant, and the great man took the liberty of saying Mistral as their own.

"You don't know."

Mistral gets a big sigh.

"I know. I know."

"Okay, I'll tell you more about you in a good place from now on."

Said the great man tried to get his hands on Mistral.

Oh, and Louiseine screams small.

Many passers-by breathed watching something far-flung.

I bet everyone thought, what's that little girl up to?

A red copper arm as thick as a round too stretched into a mistral.

The moment everyone took their breath.

Mistral grabbed the outstretched arm and held it up great with one hand as it was, slamming it to the ground.

The rupture sound and vibration of the ground exploding echoes around the area.

Unemptied, Mistral approached the giant, and stuck it down.

The giant rolls on the ground as many times as a twig, crashing into a tree grown beside him.

But the momentum did not stop, and the giant man flew far after breaking down the tree.

I didn't even have to pull the one-handed stick out of my hip.

In an instant, Mistral was beating up two of the Dragon Nation.

It's too overwhelming.

Oh, yeah.

I was the only one who understood the situation. Mistral would do this much, wouldn't he?

But the others, many passers-by, including Louiseine, were confused about what had happened.

"Oh my goodness. There's no way these little girls are dragon people who will take you down casually. You're all fooled by your looks."

Mistral spoke in an acting tone and still told him to sound around.

At the foot of that mistral, a great man pierced his torso unbroken into the ground.

The giant was flown too far somewhere to confirm his appearance.

No, no, no. This won't be as destructive as my little girl makes out.

When I saw Mistral that it wasn't too much, he had a lucid smile that cleared his anger.

You did too much to worry about. Really?

Mistral smiles back at us. [M]

Passengers who were finally able to swallow the situation were making some noise.

And Luiseine remained solidified with a pulling grin.

"Now, do you want to go back? Priscia's waiting, and I'm hungry."

Say, Mistral, drag Luiseine back to the dining room, where he remains solidified.

I wonder what we'll do after this situation. I also dared to stop thinking and follow the Mistral.

I wonder if the people in the dining room sounded like the ground earlier and thought they were rambling outside again. Several people looked at me from the entrance.

They've only seen it after the fact. He was pointing a gaze of doubt at us about what happened, but he ignored it.

Yes, let's have lunch now.

I don't think anything. I don't think anything.

If I think about it, I'll be anxious about the future.

We were able to make it to lunch safely.

After this, no one knew yet at this time that an afternoon was waiting for the patrol soldiers who heard the noise to ask them to explain and flee.