We Live in Dragon’s Peak

The trees are uprooted and the earth can be decided. A series of big explosions and shockwaves strike the forest.

It wasn't as good as a twin princess though. I flew many dragon spears.

Dragon power is consumed at once.

But it was fruitful. The demonic group was devastated by the current dragon spear chaos.

Lyla and the men are further behind the demon clan to make sure they are safe.

And I slaughtered the rest of the demons. [M]

Strengthen physical abilities and force flesh on the demons who are suddenly upset, white swords and two truths.

Use the wooden knife of the Spirit Tree and stretch it around the dragon people fleeing the dazzling junction.

The demonic confusion spread further to the neglected dragon tribe.

Rain of dragon arrows pours down there.

Lyla and a man came running down on me, letting me out of breath.

The three of us will keep each other's backs and defeat the remnants of the Demon Clan.

How many forces are there?

The demon mob kicked in, but the demon mob was still out of range of dragon spear rambling.

A demon clan wielding a thick song knife looms.

I get a crooked knife with a wooden knife from a spirit tree, and I slash it with a white sword from my right hand in a flowing motion.

The Demons are never weak. White sword slash tastes too good.

Now in the attack of Lila's two-handed stick, the Demon Clan has not been quite defeated. Men are also defeating the Demons with dragon art, not swords in their hands.

It looks like the power of a white sword that slashes and rips without the defense of the Demon Clan, hard skin, or great resistance.

More around us, Demon Spring. [M]

The Dragon Nation within the Spirit Tree Junction gathers and feels signs of being lumpy.

From the outside, I don't see the inside of the junction, but from the inside, I usually see the outside.

The escaped villagers. The women and children would be confused by fear and strange circumstances. I have to explain later.

Yes, I could afford to worry about it.

Walk past the great ghosts who push their way through the barrier.

Where she collapsed, a blow from Lyla's two-handed stick flew.

The Great Ghost stood guard with his arms, but his thick arm breaks along with the dull sound.

A man's sword pierced the mouth of a great ghost screaming in agony.

Through the brain, the Great Ghost dies.

"Thanks"

He joined me, but I wonder if everything else is okay, and when I looked over, there were no demons left already alive.

I also feel that the noise in the village has subsided better than in the beginning. I hope the people left in the village are winning.

Lila breathes deeply when the war situation is over. But I cautioned the lila.

Don't be alarmed.

The demons around us have been defeated, but the surrounding situation remains unknown.

There's more to support than not knowing how many demons have attacked.

"Yeah, you're a human being, but you're amazing."

Then it was determined that the inexperienced appeared from behind the forest.

He looked like a good looking boy.

I didn't think it was the Dragon Nation. But there is no certainty. I don't know the race of people just because I saw them.

When I saw the dragon tribe man to confirm, he had a nervous face and stared at the boy who showed up.

"Demons."

Sawdust, and a man who swallows spit.

"Nice to meet you. It's the Viscount Louis Lara."

Say it, boy, Louis Lara made a classy meeting.

I felt chills running all over my body.

Lila grabs the hem of my clothes anxiously.

"Viscount. Nobility."

A man was trembling.

I'm not familiar with the Demon class, but I know that the boy in front of me is not the only one in the Demon race.

In a neat face, noble luxury outfit. The polite tricks are too much different from the demonic statues I thought, and I only find them uncomfortable.

"Let me take a look at your arrangements. It's great even though it's a people. My gestures are wiped out."

I admire Luilala, the demon clan who sends dry applause. You're the mastermind of this demonic raid on the village.

"Yeah. Good temper. I don't know, why don't you work for me? I'll hire you as a soldier, not as a slave."

Luilara laughs with a grin without looking like she cares about my power.

The spare attitude invites our impatience.

"I refuse. I don't know what to do with the devils."

I build a happy family with the Mistrals. [M] I can't go under the umbrella of an extremely evil demon clan.

"Right. Too bad."

Didn't you expect anything? Were you not interested in it originally? Luilala gives up on my rejection. [M]

"Then I have no choice. They killed my hand, and I have a job to do."

A slender straight sword suddenly reveals itself at the disposal of the said Luilara.

"Summoning magic."

The dragon men were already under barometric pressure by Luirala.

Trembling men and draining dragon power lowers the lila.

Luilara gracefully laid out her slender straight sword.

I also lay down the wooden sword and the white sword of the spirit tree without alarm.

"Well, what do you say. Die in the way."

Luilara kicks the ground.

Louis Lara's movements were graceful, but he doesn't look fast or powerful.

But I took it with a wooden knife from a spirit tree. [M]

Full force, I tried to play Luilala's straight sword.

But I can't play Louis Lara's straight sword. I'd rather lose my strength and be played better. [M]

Disorient to the left.

Luilala came at me with a straight sword without letting it go.

I use the momentum of my flowing body and wave my white sword.

Now I could play the straight sword back.

But I think. If it tasted like the slash of a white sword, it wouldn't have been strange to have a straight sword in two, would it?

Don't let Louis Lara's looks and graceful movements fool you. This demon clan is fortifying itself like us with magic.

"Don't you think the technique of the release system is impeccable? You seem to be quite able to use swordsmanship, too. I'm good at it, too."

Say it, Luilala, he's been making a streak.

I do it backwards. [M]

And return the serial trident.

Lure Luirala into dragon sword dance.

Flushes the opponent's sword trident, enters into his nostalgia as he dances and fights back.

When Luilara retreats, they move forward together.

But all my sword triumphs are held back.

Luilara has read and prevented and fought back my sword muscles flowing in a motion free of waste.

The straight sword I should have received grows larger and slashes my shoulder.

Luilala has continued to cut straight swords like whips.

"Don't you think this weapon is funny?"

Straight sword that grows without breaking.

Lateral abdomen, arm slashed and stabbed shallow in the thigh.

Continuous pain slowed my movement. Luilara then instantly turns to the offensive.

Now I'm on the defensive side.

Hit each other hard with your swords and ask each other about their opponents' gaps.

It was repeatedly counter-attacked in a meeting with the 10-in-20, but it is perfectly prevented.

Conversely, I couldn't read the sword straight enough to make a slash wound all over my body. [M]

Receive Luirala's upper slaughter with a white sword. He dodged a straight sword that approached his neck muscle while losing his posture.

Luilara stepped forward and scolded from the left in an attempt to pursue him further.

Me disfigured and sinking in.

Louis Lara's expression looses, convinced of the victory.

Lyla screams in the rear.

But.

I was aiming.

He took the blow of Luirala's entire body with a white sword in a low, falling position.

He kicked hard on the ground, loaded the bouncing upper body momentum, and slashed the wooden knife of the spirit tree from the bottom up.

The wooden knife of the spiritual tree slashes and tears the upper body of Luirala, who was treading deep into it.

I jumped in space behind Luilara without putting my hair down and stuck my white sword to my chest.

"Grr."

Luirala, who should have been sure of the victory, distorts his face in pain.

I had a dragon temper and poured it into the white sword.

"Ahhh."

Luirala causes cramps in the run-up of the intention to kill that is poured through the White Sword.

"Su, wonderful"

But never lethal, Luilala grabs the white sword's full body protruding from her chest.

I do my best to send dragon air to the White Sword, trying to break both ways.

Luilara keeps distorting and cramping her face in severe pain but she won't let go of her white sword.

I wield the wooden sword of a spirit tree with the momentum to prune my neck. But the wooden knife of the spirit tree slapped into his neck could not cut off Luirala's neck.

Luilara screams fiercely. At that moment the power to hold the white sword weakened. I pulled out the white sword and stopped moving in pursuit.

"Kuku. It's wonderful."

I couldn't move warily to Luilara, who bled black blood from her chest and stood cramped with a broken neck.

"Wow, you."

Luilala puts her head back in place with both hands before I stare stunned. Then his head was fixed as if nothing had happened.

The black blood that runs out of my chest doesn't look like I cared.

Luilala looked at me with a tranced look.

"Let me thank you."

Abandon the slender straight sword and applaud gracefully as you did in the beginning.

"Thank you for your honest swordsmanship battle. I saw you unleashing dragon art. I was half-hearted if you'd respond."

Luilara softens the blood that runs down her chest, mouth it.

"Well, if I hadn't been honest with you, I'd have killed everyone in this room."

Say, Luirala turns his gaze toward the dragon villagers, who are supposed to be hiding in the Spirit Tree junction.

"I haven't had fun today in decades. So I'm gonna miss killing your men."

He looks like a boy like me, but Luilala must be a demon tribe who has lived far longer than a human race.

"But no way, I didn't expect to be mutilated by a wooden knife. This is my alarm."

Luilara's upper body also had traces of a sword trident running vertically from her abdomen to her shoulder mouth.

The wooden knife of the Spirit Tree is not only capable of defense. With dragon temper, you can also get a white sword-like cut.

I unleashed a slash on Louis Lara with a concealed move and gave her a special stop. [M]

But the wound slashed with the wooden knife of the spirit tree was already blocked, and the wound on the chest is now gone beautifully and the bleeding stopped.

"I didn't think I'd lag behind in swordsmanship. I admire this honestly. And to that reward, I'm gonna miss you this time."

Luilala's words are neither vanity nor defeat.

Even now, there were signs that I would try that, and everyone I was with was afraid.

"Or something. If you do, and with the spirits wandering around, you want to play another game?

Ugh, I was breathtaking.

I'm aware of Ares' presence.

Ares was your wife's hand. Fused or unintentional, Ares' presence was meant to be taken to the end as a hidden sphere.

It was completely obvious.

"I wonder what I'll do. I'm not serious, but I'm gonna hang out with you till the end if you want."

As provocative as it sounds, Luilara.

Ares, whose presence is exposed, shows up on my side.

Luirala looks at Ares with a gaze, her eyes narrowing and intriguing.

"That spirit is interesting."

There are signs of Louis Lara swelling up.

That's when some kind of shadow passed over us at high speed.

And seven men and women dancing down from above.

"Whoa, what are you doing in Dragon Peak?"

"I've seen this guy before. You're the Viscount's Louis Lara."

"This is it. Dragon King, Princess Dragon, you're in line."

Six men emerge from the sky armed and alert Luirala.

"Ernea, are you all right?

And the only woman, Mistral, ran over to me.