We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Good luck with your long journey, everyone"

"Hey, if I'd noticed the seriousness of the trial, it would have been easy."

"Really. Just walking."

"It was so much harder to help out in the village."

Arriving in the small woods in front of the village of Mistral, we held each other by our shoulders and laughed at the words of labor.

Never a dry laugh......

"Now we're a soldier in front of each other."

"I wonder if they've noticed the sincerity of the other direction."

"No way, no fool would be storming the dragon's nest"

Hahaha, and the laughter echoes in the little woods in front of the village.

"Ernea, come here for a second"

"Hiya."

Zan showed up to pick me up, and he grabbed my roots and took me.

How did this happen!

Yeah, I know why. I know...

"Hey, you, what's that all about?"

Zan takes me, surrounded by warriors of great skill, and I find myself in a predicament.

"That, even if they say so"

Zan drops fist bones at me half laughing.

"I understand that you have established a cooperative relationship with the Grounddragon. And now we need a strong connection between the Dragons and the Dragons."

"That's why we went back earlier, and we were discussing spreading the word during Dragon Peak."

"Some of them actually left already and moved out"

Fear itself is precisely like the inflexible men arm-wrapping and intimidating.

I shrink and take the word of a warrior.

"But"

Sigh as Zan shuddered.

"What is that!

Grab my face with both hands and twist my neck forcefully, in the direction where I didn't dare to turn my gaze.

"I still know if it's just the ground dragon. But that would be crazy!

Ahead of my gaze, which was forcefully directed.

A short distance from the woods, there was a group of dragons.

A wide variety of dragon tribes are gathering around a herd of ground dragons and staring at us.

And in the sky, countless flying and wing dragons.

"Yes, it is..."

I was reluctant to explain it.

The further I progressed through Dragon Peak, the bigger the dragon herd became.

I stopped going around the dragon's nest on the way, saying it would taste just as bad too.

But the strange group was too conspicuous in both good and bad ways.

There was a dragon clan coming to ask how things were going, and a dragon appeared in the group to persuade him to do so on his own.

That was funny, interesting, and the dragon population grew in the potato ceremony.

Apparently, the Dragons are surprisingly free.

The Dragon Nation, which is also in the highest position in Dragon Peak, is rarely attacked by other races or demons. Even if there is, it is not the enemy of the Dragon Clan.

Furthermore, on the eastern side of Dragon Peak, there was no skirmish with the Demons, as on the western side, and the tyrants, who were the seeds of troubles, were quiet and slightly shabby.

That's where the dragon alliance story with the dragon clan popped in, which I propose.

Every race jumps to my story, and then it's like I'm leaving my own tribe, and here I am. [M]

As was the case when I first came into contact with the dragon people, but the preconceptions of the dragon people kind of broke down.

I thought the Dragons were fearful beings and noble beings that didn't even hang people on their teeth...

Apparently, it's a mistake. It was a more secular creature.

"But look, you used to work with the Dragons against the Demons. It's not like I've never seen or heard of an alliance.

"Hey! Not"

"Ouch."

I got fist bones again.

"Sure, you're right, but there's no way it's gonna pull a bunch of mixed dragons."

"Ouch."

And fist bones again.

"Oh boy. The new Dragon King is apparently a big man in our common sense"

Oh, and the warriors who surrounded me sighed aloud.

"Ha ha. That's just being Mistral's son-in-law. Big deal."

It was Mr. Koa, the village chief, who gave me a helping boat that was shrinking and solidifying like a snake-stricken frog.

Mr. Koa unwraps the siege of the warrior and comes before me, stroking his white, long beard.

"Making alliances with the Dragons is a good hand. Well done. You came up with it and executed it."

Mr. Koa smiled gently and stroked my head.

"If the Dragon Nation and the Dragon Nation are strongly tied together, it will be a strong deterrent to both the Demon Nation and the fools who leap"

"But Master Koa. What shall we do with that group?"

"If you keep sitting there, you can't calm down."

The alliance agrees. But it's uncomfortable for a group of dragons to sit by the village. I know that well, too.

I don't think there's any danger, but you feel psychologically pressured.

Well, I'm the one who made the end of that cause...

"Hmm. They're not gonna sit here forever, either."

Mr. Koa sees a herd of dragons and smiles.

"They'll just have followed, interested in you, Ernea, for one thing. And secondly, show your face to Non. We don't exchange promises in writing or take blood vows, but by showing our faces once, we must know that we are allied."

Saying, Mr. Koa walked out toward a herd of dragons.

"If you say hello, you'll be disbanded gradually"

As Koa predicted, said, the herd broke up little by little, satisfied that Koa, the village representative, would greet the Dragon tribe.

I was responsible for bringing him here, too, so I did a greeting with him.

'When you stop by my nest, come and see me. No one is more interesting than you. "

"As much as I want to keep my daughter with you."

"Let's work together and spread this story."

The Dragons leave a friendly word in their mouths and leave.

But only the first herd of ground dragons that persuaded me remained.

"We shall remain here and let them know that the alliance is certain"

When I interpreted the will of the Ground Dragon's head, Mr. Koa agreed.

"That's reliable. Even if you do spread the word, there will be many dragon tribes who doubt it half-heartedly. But if you come here, I'm comfortable with the fact that there's definitive evidence. We will take care of you during your stay"

Thus, the flock of grounddragons would build a new nest just outside the forest, where the villagers would take care of it.

"Something's important."

"Don't you say that!

"Ouch."

When I spoke to myself like any other HR, my fourth fist bone flew out of Zan.

My head is already full. [M] and cheeks.

And the day after the big commotion.

Wall, who had entered the demonic kingdom and was conducting an investigation, returned, and his messenger arrived in the village of Mistral.

From the results, it seems it was still the Dragons who attacked Luilara's territory.

A demonic adventurer had defeated the dragon tribe that was ravaging the territory, and Luirala kept the body.

They've raided it with a few people, and Ruirala's territory was damaged less.

"So, which tribe are you of?"

Zan asks the question, who was listening to the report. The messenger then glanced at the parchment on which the report was written.

"Unfortunately, it seems unknown. Because of the intense fighting, the body was heavily damaged, and there didn't seem to be any clues that the tribe could find outside the race."

"For all that information, the investigation was lengthy."

"Yes, apart from the investigation, it looks like he was coordinating with the Demons"

"Adjustment?"

Several people inclined their necks, including me, to the words of the messenger.

By the way, why am I in the debriefing, too?

'Cause I'm involved in a raid on a village in the west, too. Well, I'd like to hear the results, and now I have to pass on this information to the messenger. The person who knows this information best is me, who created the alliance, so I'm accountable.

So I was also invited to join the people.

"Even as a Dragon Nation, I don't want to rub any more with the Demon Nation. That's the same view as the Titan Demon King and Louis Lara. So it looks like we discussed this raid drop point and what we're going to do."

"What's to come"

"Yes. In the meantime, I will stay in the Devil Nation until the problem is resolved as it were. And when there's going to be a rub with Dragon Peak, Mr. Wall will come in and adjust."

"Well, if you're a Demon, don't worry about it."

Mr. Koa raises a single eyebrow and looks at the messenger with interest. But the messenger's complexion sank while he saw it.

"That's what you can't say, generally. According to the story of the giant demon king, the demon king on the north side is showing some disturbing movement."

To the words of the messenger, the faces of everyone who was listening to the report become sinister.

"Come on, it doesn't make sense to talk to the giant demon king."

The demonic kingdom facing the western side of Dragon Peak is not the only country ruled by the giant Demon King. I was taught by the Dragon Nation that the North is facing a country ruled by another demon king.

The demon king in the north is making a disturbing move.

That sure doesn't make sense, even if you're interacting with a giant demon king.

He said, "If you're a giant demon king, the North will contain you as much as possible."

"I don't trust you."

Zan is right. No matter how many giant demon kings were plucked out one head over the other, I don't think it's ever possible to completely contain the demon kings ruling another country.

"We have to keep an eye out for the north."

Mr. Koa shrugged as he stroked his beard.

"Speaking of the North, it would be an example dragon tribe"

One of the warriors speaks.

"Indeed, it is the demons and dragon tribes and those in the north who are showing disturbing movements. There's a connection."

"Come on, it's time to punish me."

Another man absurds his voice.

I think so too. I wonder if some punishment should be quicker than being masterful and damaging around.

Yeah, but I think of something else. Can't it work so briefly now?

"Punishment may indeed be necessary early. But isn't it premature now?"

"Well, why not?"

Zan expressed interest in my opinion and encouraged me to go ahead.

"There's a suspicious tribe in the Dragon Nation."

"Oh."

To the sneering Zan, I came up with the whole conspiracy on my way back to the village in a warrior's trial.

Connection between the Demons and the Dragons. Spooky cursed flying dragons or black-armed demon swordsmen. Connection with Alta and the case of the Nation of Man.

If everything is connected, as I expected, there's no point in crushing one of the dots.

If you crush one point, and then you get alert and lose sight of the other, and then you lose sight of it to the line, you lose both your ex and your child.

So I know exactly what men say, but still, right now, we have to be careful.

People who listen and snort at my explanation.

"But this movement will soon be exposed, as well, beyond joining hands with the Dragon Clan. You can't stay long."

"Hey, this is gonna make you busy."

"We need to keep in touch with Master Ido more closely."

"Let's get more reconnaissance personnel in the north. It will be difficult for the Demons to influx more people."

"Hit the tail of the swallowing southern guys. It's not human resources."

The debriefing gradually changed its taste for future operational meetings and became incandescent.