We Live in Dragon’s Peak

The journey to Dragon Peak with the Dragon Nation was very comfortable and smooth.

My guardian ordered me to take a little distance from everyone, put them on the back of the ground dragon, and travel to take care of Priscia.

From a very high position, the view overlooking everyone walking ahead is stunning.

Walk, you fools! How I feel to be king.

Lyla, still frightened by the Dragon Clan, looked back sometimes, envying me and Priscia.

Lyla is too pathetic to be frightened by the dragon clan even though the roots are honest and kind and she is a very nice girl.

Sooner or later, when you can grasp and control the full extent of your powers, have them on the back of a dragon full of them.

"Nyan's fine."

"Yeah. When Lyla said she'd let you ride, let her ride."

"Hit me with a snack."

"I don't know if you're overeating and fat."

"Niemia, you won't be able to fly when you get fat. That's why Priscia's gonna eat you."

"You can't. Nha is really big, so it's okay to eat a lot. That's why I'm gonna eat Priscia's share."

"Yeah, no. Priscia's belongs to Priscia. It belongs to Priscia, too."

"What kind of theory?"

I laughed a lot at Priscia's theory.

"Priscia is terrible. I'm not gonna let you fly anymore."

"Ugh. I'm sorry."

Priscia caresses Niemia and gets in a good mood.

The food is tense, but your friendship with Niemia is better.

Friendliness is a good thing.

Still, it's safe and secure to travel with the Dragon Clan.

If it's the Dragon Nation as a whole, the Warcraft won't even try to get close because it's moving in a group, and even if the demons come out once in a while, the Dragon Nation will kill them instantly.

Sometimes I met other dragon tribes, but they didn't interfere in darkness either.

But I interfered from myself. [M]

In order to form a cooperative relationship with the Dragon tribe, the Zans went back to the village ahead of time. There will probably be a discussion, but I don't think anyone would disagree now that I've already made the fait accompli.

If I were there, I'd think I'd be too blunt about the dragon peak crisis.

In the meantime, whenever I ran into the Dragons, I persuaded them to go around.

The dragon clan, unaware of the raid of the cursed Fei Long and the black-armed warriors who were crossing it, was astonished by my story.

But there was also the help of the head of the dragon who accompanied me to persuade me, and I was successful in mounting a small number of dragon clans to cooperate.

"But nevertheless..."

"It's like too much"

A dragon clan walking in front of us makes me look back and pull my face.

"Mr. Elnea. There are limits to things."

Luiseine lays her hands on her hips in trouble and looks up at me.

"Yeah, is this my fault?

I tilted my neck cutely and showed it, but everyone yelled at me that it was natural for me to have a different accent. [M]

And ho, why did this happen? and me dropping my shoulders and looking around.

I look around me.

Grounddragon herds marching together. And around it, dragon tribes like giant lizards. Dragon tribe similar to snakes. Another ground dragon. Turtle-like ground dragon. There were several different colors of flying dragons in the sky, as well as wing dragons, and many other species of dragon tribes followed.

Dragon trade fair? What is it?

Whenever I persuade the dragon clan, a few of them follow me on my behalf from the herd.

And when I realized it, there was a huge variety of dragon tribes forming around me.

Yeah, there's no such incompetent warcraft as to give a little bit to such a strange group, is there?

Even if the demons come out, they'll kill you instantly.

Apparently, he looks over at the group that I've created, and he has a headache.

No, no, no. Don't look around. This is a bad dream. No dragon clan ever showed any interest in me, or that Priscia called me in. It's my fault. I told myself that and focused on dealing with Priscia. [M]

You're not running away from reality!

"Nah."

Niemia looked at me like she was frightened, as Priscia stroked her.

and at that time, the flying flying dragon and the wing dragon began to scatter in a hurry.

I wonder, I hear a familiar growl from afar.

I heard the roar, and the dragon tribe on earth panicked.

"What!?

Like the dragon tribe's rush, warrior candidates also exercise vigilance.

But I was used to this roar, so it calms everyone down.

"It's okay. This is a tyrant roar!

"What!?

"He said he was a tyrant!

Everyone who hesitates and begins to hide themselves in the shadows and rock shadows of trees. The dragons on earth also began to work together to stretch strong boundaries.

I was in an extra state of panic.

Shit. I was. The tyrant was still, for many living in Dragon Peak, a perception of danger.

Everyone who doesn't know the tyrant has been revamped, rushes, and flees.

And while I was doing so, a tyrant appeared above me.

A giant nearly twice the size of a flying dragon passes through the low altitude.

It was a flash of passage, but me and the tyrant did have a gaze.

Once the tyrant passes, he lands a little further away from us, intimidating the dragon tribe scattered over the sky.

"Guys, it's gonna be okay."

I descend from the back of the ground dragon and approach the tyrant.

The tyrant was surprised by the mixed group of dragon tribes, but he admitted to me and made a big deal of it.

"Revaria doesn't do anything wrong anymore"

And I tell everyone that the tyrant has changed. [M]

Both the Dragons and the Dragons had heard it half-heartedly at first, but they managed to convince me to see Priscia jump on the tyrant's back and play with it without breaking out.

"I think there's a strange group of people. Come closer. Was it still your fault?"

The tyrant looks down at me with a frightened look.

Yeah, even you look at me that way.

"Actually."

Now I've told the tyrant what's going on.

"The cursed flying dragon of that time."

The tyrant listens to me and groans his throat abominably.

"Hiya."

At the throat of a tyrant, one of the warrior candidates' men slips his hips.

Even if they told me it was okay and I was convinced on the surface, I still wouldn't be fine all of a sudden.

I don't think this means that men are hipsters, that's all tyrants were afraid of.

"But yeah. It's a little different."

"What's the difference"

"I don't know. Signs?"

I compare Fei Long's raid with remembering when he was attacked when I was with a tyrant.

"When I was attacked with you, that was really creepy and horrible. The more my soul seems to shrink just watching."

In fact, even the tyrants were afraid, even though it was a handful.

"But this time they are. He was definitely cursed like he used to be, and he was wrapped up in a creepy dragon temper, and he had a black armored demon swordsman on his back. But now I think you weren't as creepy as you were last time, and you were dressed differently in black armor. Above all, even if it was cursed, Fei Long wasn't even darkening and discoloring."

He also had different strengths. If it had been the Black Armored Knight before, I wouldn't have fought him at all right now, and the Fei Long would have moved a little more judiciously.

With my explanation, the tyrant rings his throat again.

"Is that what happens to people like that? You're right, the one we encountered and the one we encountered this time will be separate. '

"But even if the creeps and strengths were different, it was a similar situation."

"Probably the difference between a herd's head and its men."

The tyrant sees a herd of dragons behind me who will not break their guard if they break the line.

I see, in a flock of grounddragons, you mean the difference between the head of a large body and its clan?

"I mean, the guy you ran into was the captain, and this time they're subordinates."

Does that mean that, after all, as the Dragon Nation people first speculated, the guy I and the tyrant met was definitely in Alta, and this time they were cursed just like Alta because of some factor?

And that means this case will connect with Alta.

Alta supposedly resurrected. The conspiracies taking place in the nation of men and the cases pursued by Listeir. Tribes that leap within Dragon Peak. The raided village of Lazar and the village to the west. And the vanished western villagers and the cursed connect.

I'm not sure right now, but I'm sure it'll also connect the demonic raid with the leap.

Dots and dots connect.

I was wary of scale. [M]

'I see what you're doing. I'll watch out for Dragon Peak too. "

"Oh, you're doing a fine job."

The tyrant hated me for laughing at him.

"I've figured out what's causing this cod outcast, and I'll go now."

You remember how uncomfortable it is for a tyrant to stay on guard for a long time, too.

After a gentle goodbye greeting, the tyrant lowered Priscia and flew away with her rough wings.

When I left, I didn't forget the roar that intimidated me.

"It is not our cod. I want to annotate you because you're cod."

The dragon's head looked at me as if it had frightened me.

Guys, don't look at me like that.

And he dropped his shoulder, and I held Priscia back to the back of the ground dragon.

"Yes, again, tyrants don't do evil anymore."

"I saw the exchange earlier, and we'll believe your words."

"But the resentment didn't disappear"

Other dragons say.

"Yeah, of course I know that very well. But even if we leave it to our emotions to avenge each other, we don't have a bright future. So now I want you to see the tyrant make amends"

If you say so.

"I'll believe your words."

Reluctantly, some dragon tribes felt like they believed and obeyed my words.

Good. Good.

The tyrant himself is the one who needs to make the most of his atonement efforts, but I want to help where I can help too.

Little by little, I hope the tyrant's renovation and atonement spread to Dragon Peak.

Tyrants passed, and flying dragons and wing dragons began to return over the sky.

I tell the whole Fei Dragon who has descended to see how things are going, I tell him about the current exchange and the tyrant.

Fei Long was still surprised, too, but he was convinced by the tyrants who didn't attack him, and he went up and told the other flying dragon tribes.

"Cod out."

"I thought from the start, apparently, that guy's boy is changing."

"I've never seen or heard of such a strange person"

Ahhh......

It adds a frightening gaze from the sky.

It's sad to be able to turn a frightened gaze, not a look of respect or admiration or envy.

I don't want to look at you like this!

Depressed, Priscia and Ares stroked my head.

"All right, all right."

"Brother, cheer up. Priscia's by my side."

"Yeah, thanks. You're on my side."

I grabbed Priscia and Ares and rubbed their cheeks.

"Master Ernea is acting perverted!?

"Oh, well."

Lyla and Louiseine look up at me with a sigh.

"Hey, whatever. Shall we leave?"

Restore your mind and let the dragon tribe people resume their steps.

Following that, the Great March of the Dragon Clan followed.

And.

When I arrived back in the village of Mistral after a ten-day journey.

Behind me and in the sky, a group of dragon tribes was complete enough to think that the King's Capital of Arms could fall like this.