We Live in Dragon’s Peak

At first I tried to elaborate on tyrants and dragon knights. But Mistral asked to hear it from the beginning of the journey because it could take a while, so he went in order after he broke up with the Mistrals in the Wang capital.

To be clear, I was hesitant and embarrassed to speak from myself to someone favoring a journey that was a series of failures. But I shouldn't run away from here.

If I don't honestly confess how reckless I was or how powerless I was, I'm sure I'll feel hindered by the Mistrals forever.

So I asked the mistletoes to tell me everything, including what I felt sorry for.

Louiseine was breathing and listening to me when she told me about the attack on a pack of wolves in the middle of the night and the spatial leap of her death near the suspension bridge.

In an exchange with a chicken dragon, Priscia eats up.

"Priscia wants to see chickens too!

And I forgive you, Priscia, on my lap.

And fighting tyrants.

Mistral was listening with a serious look, but when I told him about the tragedy of the tyrant's nest, the presence of the Black Fei Dragon and the Dragon Knight. Mistral blued his face to see.

"Oh no..."

Luiseine and I felt an unusual atmosphere in the appearance of a mistral that put our lips out of battle.

"I see. A long journey away from home."

When were you there? Mr. Zan left his back on the wall at the entrance to the room, listening to me.

Mr. Zan approached with surprise and concern for my gaze, and drank only one cup of tea placed before me.

"Visualizingly disastrous dragon qi, black flying dragon and dragon knight. That's settled."

Tell me, Mr. Zan, look at Mistral.

But Mistral still felt suddenly self-defeated with his hands on his mouth.

Mr. Zan and Mistral know the Black Flying Dragon and the Dragon Knight.

And the presence of it is such that Mistral forgets me.

"But... he's sealed..."

Mistral's eyes, which managed to open his mouth, swayed left to the right, representing the upset of his heart as it was.

"Let's find out about that now. You won't leave the village today or tomorrow or so."

To Mr. Zan's words, Mistral nods weakly.

"Then I'll check."

When Mr. Zan returned his heel immediately, he tried to leave the room.

"Wait. Is the Dragon Knight really that guy? It was Lady Larsa who sealed it, right?

"Everyone knows that. And if he's real, Lady Larsa won't be alive by now."

That's all Mr. Zan said, he left the room.

Mistral that can't hide the upset.

Me and Luiseine had to wait for her to settle down, confused by how Mistral looked like she'd never seen it.

Priscia also notices a mistral anomaly and looks worried holding Niemia.

Mistral carried the tea to his mouth several times. After a good amount of time, I finally smiled faintly.

"I'm sorry."

I shake my head in Mistral's weakness. [M]

"I have nothing to apologize for. Mistral will never apologize."

"That's right. I don't know what's going on, Mist, but there's nothing to apologize for here."

Luiseine re-pours a new cup of tea into the water.

"I'd really like to talk more about Ernea, but things have changed. I'll start by talking about the Black Fei Dragon and the Dragon Knight."

And Mistral started talking about when he became Princess Dragon three years ago.

Dragon Peak is dotted with several Dragon tribes. One of them was a slightly unusual tribe whose power was supreme.

And to the son of the tribal chief of that tribe was a young man who said, Alta.

Alta raided the village of Mistral three summers ago.

The aim is the Dragon Treasure Ball resting in the Dragon Temple.

"Is there a dragon treasure ball in the Dragon Temple built at the Fountain?

"That's right. There's a dragon treasure ball that the heir didn't show up."

It seems that the village was destroyed when Orta raided it.

The long houses we're talking about and the buildings that were built to surround the semi-circular village are brand new because they were rebuilt after the raid.

"So what happened to Alta, who attacked the village?"

To Luiseine's question, Mistral continued.

Alta, the son of a tribal chief of a tribe seeking strength, was still strong.

Mistral, who was not yet Princess Dragon at the time, of course, so much so that the village's tenacious warriors would not be enemies in bundles.

And Alta finally succeeds in taking the Dragon Treasure Ball from the Dragon Temple.

That and all three.

I was stunned.

I inherited dragon treasure balls from Mr. Zildo, and I've used that power several times, and I know it well.

Dragon treasure balls have immeasurable power. That may be because it's the Dragon Treasure Ball of the Eight Dragon Kings, but other Dragon Treasure Balls should have the same digit power, right?

I can't believe I took three of those.

But my thoughts were warm, and I was reminded in Mistral's next words.

"Two of the three dragon treasures taken were dragon treasures of the eight great dragon kings just like you."

"Become..."

That's exactly what I'm talking about.

"And the worst part was that he picked out all of the dragon's treasures resting in the Dragon Temple and took them from him, with all the horrible power."

Mistral continues.

It was something I found out later, but Orta had a bent idea.

Even though it was a tribe of supreme power, the tribe of Alta was not violent.

But Alta was different.

Power is everything. The powerless did not deserve to live in Dragon Peak, and only continued to seek strength as.

Such begins to neglect him, even the tribal ones, by the boulders.

Alta, who began to be clawed by the tribe whose power was the supreme, begins to have hatred for his people.

And went on an outrage.

I don't know if Orta himself chose the evil dragon jewel or if the evil dragon jewel chose Orta.

But Alta, who enclosed the three dragon jewels, gained superb power.

Three years ago, Dragon Peak seems to have been very rough.

Mistral told me face to face to face to remind me of the tragic events of the past, when Alta, stained with evil power, struck many of the dragon peaks, whether dragon tribe or dragon tribe.

"Um. How many dragon jewels can you pack in the first place?"

I see, Louiseine noticed a good point.

Sure, I wonder if I can keep all three of that in my body, even though I have enough power for one.

"Normally, no."

Mistral nods.

"No matter how big or small the power, the Dragon Treasure Ball will be all you need to live in one place."

"But did Alta pack all three?

"Yeah. Maybe that's why he totally broke his heart. Until then, he wasn't dangerous enough to have a distorted idea but not a conversation."

"Hmm? Could Mistral have known someone named Alta?

"Yeah, just a little bit"

Mistral with a complex look.

"Leave the story of me and Alta alone. I'll keep talking."

To Mistral's words, me and Luiseine nodded.

Priscia decided it was a difficult story, she left on my lap and was playing building blocks with Niemia in the corner of the room.

Those on Dragon Peak stood up against the atrocities of Alta, which contained three disastrous dragon treasures.

But because two of them were of the eight great dragon kings, no one could fathom them, and many warriors were lost.

Mistral makes up his mind then.

Mistral, who has attended and trained in Moss Square as a caretaker for Old Sleighsta from an early age, was tested to become Princess Dragon.

And Mistral, who managed to become the dragon princess, and the will of the remaining Dragon Peak, hunted down Alta.

But things happen that I never expected.

Alta didn't die no matter how cut and slapped.

Perhaps the rampage of the power of the dragon treasure balls to enclose makes it so, but the Mistrals had no hitters in Alta, where any attack would not kill and recover.

I wondered how I could defeat him.

One of the eight great dragon kings skilled in dragon art, Lazar, will seal deep in Dragon Peak.

And after the death fight, Lady Larsa sealed the alter.

"But this time, is Alta back?

I wonder if the Black Fei Dragon and Dragon Knight I saw was that resurrected alter.

"I can't say anything until I check the cheapness of Master Larsa. But as far as you're concerned, there's no mistake."

The way I saw it, it looks like the alter itself was three years ago.

I don't know if I've come across anything. [M]

I didn't mean to tell you that seriously, but I swallowed your spit at signs of unexpected importance.

"By the way. Is there any chance that that orta made a resurrection and why he attacked the tyrant's nest?

Luiseine pouring back the tea.

You make me a warm cup of tea every time, but you forget to concentrate on the Mistral story and drink it, and it gets cold.

"Why Alta attacked the tyrant's nest. That's probably because I wanted to get a tyrant."

To Mistral's words, me and Louiseine tilted their necks.

"Ernea, you said you were a dragon knight about Alta."

"Yeah."

"That seems to be a hit, slightly different"

"Saying?

"By dragon knights you mean dragon knights like people."

Of course. I wonder what else defines a dragon knight. When I asked the question, Mistral explained it carefully as usual.

"The people will catch Fei Long and teach him to obey."

"Yeah. They're going to be hunting dragons again this summer."

That's why there are so many amazing people in the king's capital of the kingdom of Arms.

"Your people will follow the dragon."

"Yeah, you are."

"But Alta is different. Alta manipulates flying dragons with dragon art."

"Is it different to manipulate from being able to obey?

"Not at all. If you can comply, at least the other person's will exists. But if you manipulate, even thoughts will be taken away from you."

"I mean, in other words, you can't hate a flying dragon if you can. But if I manipulate it, I guess I'll do whatever I want."

"That sort of thing"

"So did Alta raid the nest to manipulate the tyrant"

"Right. If you are truly resurrected and you are thinking of revenge against us, you will not have a stronger impact than manipulating the infamous tyrant."

I was listening to Mistral and I remembered one thing.

Speaking of which, the Black Flying Dragon ridden by the Dragon Knight wasn't as skilled at flying, was it?

I wonder if that's because the Dragon Knight was manipulating it, not because it's flying at the original will of the Fei Dragon.

When I told Mistral about it, he was praised for being right.

"Three years ago, Alta was manipulating the Flying Dragon. And the manipulated dragon was black discolored and haunting."

That was exactly what I saw this time.

Ha, and Mistral rarely sighs aloud.

"I'm surprised you came aboard the tyrant, but I can't believe anything more happens."

"Ha, I really wanted to talk more about the trip properly. I wonder why this happened."

Mistral was grinning bitterly at my vague grin.

"Fine. Let Zan take care of Alta now. The rest of the Elnea journey story will follow after lunch."

For the first time since I was told, I knew it was noon now.

Guh, and the sound of my stomach beeping from the corner of the room.

"You want some delicious potatoes?

Priscia's innocent words caught our faces.