We Live in Dragon’s Peak

I want to use it quickly.

Having acquired the sword of pure white dragon killing, I couldn't help but want to try out how powerful it was.

"Ernea"

Mistral is smiling bitterly.

"Recognize that the sword is dangerous to us."

"Ah."

Yes, I was.

It's a dragon killing sword, so it's a very dangerous thing for the Dragon Nation's Sleighsta Old and Niemia, and the Dragon Nation's Mistral and Mr. Zildo.

"I'm sorry."

I apologize to everyone.

I wasn't paying attention to being innocent in front of everyone. [M]

"Never mind. It was I who made the sword. I gave you the danger knowingly. That's good if we pay attention."

"That's right. Yeah, I just said that, but I don't care. And if we were afraid of that sword, we wouldn't be able to deal with you."

"Yes, but isn't it dangerous after all?

The weapons of the Dragon Killer attribute are really dangerous to the Dragon and Dragon tribes, aren't they?

It's so absolutely powerful that I've heard how hard scales, sharp claws that chop everything will be paper alike in front of weapons of the dragon killing attribute.

I can't get back on my feet in the unlikely event that I make a mistake and get everyone hurt.

"Don't feel too worried"

Mr. Zildo smiles gently.

"Non is a former dragon king, even though he is old. Mistral is Princess Dragon. As far as Sleighsta and Niemia are concerned, they are the Dragon Clan of the ancient species. I know enough to deal with dragon killer attributes."

"Nyan's scared."

Mr. Zildo told me not to worry while stroking his long beard, but Niemia shook her head and was scared as she sifted.

"Priscia will protect you, Neemia."

"Nah."

Priscia, who held Niemia, turned her back on me and sheltered Niemia.

"It's okay, 'cause I'm never gonna hurt anyone."

Not if you're worried all the time.

Mr. Zildo was right. Everyone gave me this sword while they knew how scared it was.

I think that's a sign that you know your power and trust me.

So I have to try to get used to this dragon killing sword as soon as possible. [M]

And all of a sudden, you may have to become a trusted and reassuring being from other Dragon and Dragon tribes, even if you have the Dragon Killer Sword.

"It's not that weapons are scary. The hearts of those who deal with them are terrified. Thou art innocent."

"Yes. I will not tarnish this sword with sin. I'm not waving this sword to hurt anybody, I'm waving it to protect everyone."

"Good mindset. You will succeed Non and become a fine dragon king."

"Hang in there, hang in there"

Ares leans on me. [M]

"Of course I'll take care of the spiritual tree."

When I stroked Ares' head, signs of joy came from the wooden knife of the spirit tree and Ares.

"Ah, sloppy. Caress Priscia, too."

I rushed over to you, Priscia, and Neemia. I'll stroke you, too.

"Oh, boy. You're still very popular with kids."

Sigh as if Mistral was frightened.

"Mistrals don't shy away, either. Shall I give you a stroke?

"What?"

You said it was meant to be a joke, but it's a cold gaze you got back.

Difficult.

"Oh well, you don't need Mr. Mist. Then I will ask you to stroke me, Elnea."

So Luiseine came, so I stroked his head for him.

"Guru."

That made Mistral look remorseful, but he didn't come to me, he was funny and we all laughed.

"So, you can't be sure of the performance"

After a glimpse of laughter, Luiseine asked questions.

"Right. You've tried it."

I clench a heavy dragon slayer sword. [M]

How long can you shake without dragon qi? How powerful is it when you have dragon chi? And how long can you send dragon air in?

I'd like to try a lot of things.

"Then why don't Louiseine give it a try?

"Am I?

"Me and Master Zildo know some power. But you have no idea the power of that sword."

Luiseine often thinks in the words of Mistral.

"Right. Perhaps it's best to try and work together to find out the power."

"Well, thank you. I'll try without dragon temper at first."

Louiseine snorted and we were a little further away from each other.

I pull out the dragon slayer's sword, and the sheath rests on my hips.

Oh, heavy.

If you don't strengthen your physical abilities with dragon qi, it's so heavy that you can't handle it with one hand.

I have a dragon slayer sword with both hands.

Did you originally assume that both hands would hold it, the pattern was long enough to hold it with both hands to afford it?

"Okay, I'll be there."

Luiseine has laid the sword on the lower level and has packed the intermission.

This is only a game to see the dragon killer's sword perform. So you don't dodge or use small tips, you purely fit the blades together.

I waved the dragon slayer's sword to match the sword I had cut up.

"Huh!?

And clear metal sounds spread to the field when it was moss.

The blade of Luiseine's sword had been cut from the middle.

"Nice, nice, slightly, slightly!!

The screams of Luiseine make a wooden spirit.

"Ahhh."

I screamed, too.

What, this power. This slashing flavor.

The dragon slayer's sword touched the blade of Luiseine's sword and cut it without resistance.

There was my situation where I was swung by a heavy sword, but I can't believe I broke iron without responding.

Isn't it too sharp?

"It's made from my fangs. It's a natural cut."

Old Sleighsta is laughing proudly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh"

Oh, Luiseine is broken.

I take the tipless sword and the tip of the blade and turn right and left.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Luiseine."

I rushed over to Louiseine. [M]

"What do we do, what do we do?"

Louiseine looks at me in tears.

"This is something important that I gave away from my grandmother. It broke. The blade is gone."

"Congratulations. I didn't know you were so powerful."

I panic too, knowing it's an important sword.

"I don't know what this is all about..."

Mistral was stiffened by his unexpected power to draw his face.

"Oh, my God, it's a big deal."

"Louiseine's spear broken?

Neemia and Priscia seem anxious about how we panicked.

"Bullshit. Bullshit."

Ares smiled and smiled at us.

"Luiseine, do it"

Ares takes the sword and the severed blade from Luiseine, who is still in a mental breakdown.

And maybe so, I cut a thousand leaves on the wooden sword of my spirit tree.

"Yeah, what, are you okay?

I wonder if the Spirit of the Spirit Tree can damage the young tree of the Spirit Tree.

"The leaves will fit again."

But Ares doesn't seem to care, and smiles at me.

Then hold the sword with both arms, with the tip of the cut blade and the leaves in both hands.

I wonder what we'll start with.

Ares glowed green as she drank her spit and stared at me.

Louiseine, who was also going right and left, stops moving and stares at Ares.

Following Ares, the sword in her arms shines out. Both hands on the blade tip and leaves were engulfed in dazzling light.

"Use the protection of spiritual trees as this weapon. Contract in my name."

Unusual Ares tone.

Ares whined a few bites afterwards in a song-like melody, finally breathing in both hands.

Then the light that was glowing dazzled scattered like a powder of snow, and the whole area around Ares was engulfed in dazzling light.

"Yes, I did."

When the light subsided, Ares stood holding the sword dear.

The tip of the sword has a proper blade tip.

"Shh, wow!

The miracle that happened in front of me surprised everyone in the moss square as well as Louiseine.

"This is what they showed me the good stuff"

Mr. Zildo is rarely surprised to open his eyes.

"Yes, go ahead"

Ares returns the sword to Louiseine.

When Luiseine thanked him and received him, he stared at the restored scythes all the time.

Wow, it's completely restored. I thought so, but I quickly realized that there was only one place that was clearly different, me and Luiseine.

At the base of the blade of the sword was embedded a small deep green light emitting balls.

"I groaned the leaves. No?"

I ask you a little anxiously, Ares.

"No, it's very beautiful. You fixed that for me, so I have nothing but gratitude. Thank you, Ares."

Luiseine was kneeling down and thanking Ares wholeheartedly.

"Have you taken in the power of the Spirit Tree? That sword is no longer a normal weapon."

Right. Even though it's a young tree, I took in some of the spirit trees. I'm sure there's a tremendous amount of power in the sword.

"Then we need to test the performance of both the white sword and the razor blade."

Mistral prompted me and Louiseine to relate again.

But don't be afraid. We waved each other's weapons.

The dragon slayer's sword meets the sword of the scythe.

Jin, sounded sharp, and now the blade of the sword of the scythe took the blow of the dragon slayer's sword.

"Oh."

"Oh, well."

Louiseine and I were impressed by what we took without even destroying the blade.

I tried to cross the blades a few times afterwards and the reinforced sword proved to withstand the dragon slayer sword without any problems.

By the way, wielded by a heavy sword, I wasn't skilled enough to play properly.

How helpless I am. [M]

and ho......

"Come on, you would have felt the weight and power of that white sword. Next time, get dragon-headed."

"Hmm, is this what you call a white sword?

With that said, you said Mistral was a white sword earlier.

"Oh, yeah. He said it would be better to build it. White sword, keep your eyes open."

"I see."

Thinking of "Dragon Killer's Sword" boils a backward feeling for Old Sleighsta and Mistral, and I guess I'll call it the White Sword too.

Besides, if you usually think of a "dragon slayer sword" and put it in your mouth, it's going to be a big deal.

Within the kingdom, weapons of the dragon killing attribute are strictly forbidden to possess per se, right?

Speaking of which, I wonder what happened to the dragon-killing sword of the former Demon Sword attribute.

I wonder if the Listeers are exploring the origin or something.

"What are you doing, set up"

Apparently, the dragon chi is a mistral match.

I nod and release my dragon power.

Until earlier, the heavy white sword turned to an affordable weight.

Strengthened physical abilities with dragon air make me feel as comfortable as the weapons I've been using.

Now I held the white sword only with my right hand and was slashed by Mistral.

Mistral also takes my blow from the front with dragon temper in mind.

A pitch-black one-handed stick and a white sword bumped into each other.

And a shockwave similar to the blast rushes to Moss Square.

"Huh."

"Nah."

To the power of so many shockwaves, Priscia and Niemia got their buttcakes on.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

I panicked and woke her up. [M]

"That's a hell of a power."

Mistral laughs bitterly.

"If you're serious, you can drop it as lightly as the Fei Long's neck."

Mr. Zildo feels a little off, too.

"Kaka, the boulder is made from my fangs and is a sword."

Only Old Sleighsta was happy.