We Live in Dragon’s Peak

While Mr. Carley was returning to replace his bow, me and Mistral hurried to Grandma Yuri's house, the Great Elder.

The house is as old as my grandmother's, an old wooden house. But because of the use of the special technology of the Ear Long clan, without decay, there is still luster on the columns and floors.

I guess my stone home looks older.

And Grandma's house, like the rest of the house, is built with very few walls, a blowout. Instead, multiple large cloths were suspended from the ceiling, so as to divide the room from the room, thereby blocking sight from the outside.

"The residence of the Ear Elders is unique."

"It's a long tradition to think that we don't build walls with our people."

When me and Mistral arrive at Grandma's house, your accompanying person guides us inside.

And I greeted my grandmother softly and told her about Lyla's visit.

Grandma gave me pleasure, but I don't ask for a detailed explanation on the spot.

He seemed concerned that me and Mistral were in a hurry.

Thanks to Grandma for her kindness and care, me and Mistral will soon head to the rendezvous place with Mr. Carly.

When I get back, I have to explain it properly. and exchanging words with Mistral.

The meeting point is the entrance to the village. When we arrived, Mr. Carly waited with a man of great age.

This guy was probably the one sitting next to Grandma at her birthday party.

"Early in the day, I'm sorry. Thanks for your help."

"No, we are the ones who visited in a hurry, and we apologize"

"No, no, on the contrary, it was lucky for us. If the Dragon Princess and the Dragon King were together, it would be comforting."

The name of the magnificent man is Mr. Astra. He's a former warrior and a superior spiritual user. You think she's my grandmother's tea-drinking friend now? This time, in order to stop the baboons moving fast through the forest, Mr. Carly quickly asked for backup, so we went into the Dragon Forest for four.

Me and Mr. Carly and Mr. Astra jumped in space. Mistral runs at speeds and drives through the woods.

The location of the baboons, who are still traveling and causing damage to the forest, is difficult to accurately capture.

But this one has a superior spiritual user and a dragon princess. Ms. Astra had the Forest Wind Spirit look for a baboon location, and Mistral traced the dragon pulse to track the baboon.

As we drive through the woods using Mr. Astra's and Mistral's ability to detect, we can see trees broken unbroken everywhere and the ground that was decided upon.

Probably a sign that the baboons have broken out.

Are the baboons strong enough to break the trunk of the tree? I abandon my alarm that Mistral and the other Elder Warriors are around.

And no problem.

We joined the warriors of the Ear Elders who were following the baboons' movements.

Dragon warriors consolidate themselves with a wide variety of weapons, but the Ear Elders have unified green leather armor and bows that make them key gear.

You specialize in warfare that takes distance with spatial leaps and shoots from blind spots.

If the trees stand side by side and are easily hidden or distanced in the woods, then perhaps it is a method of warfare.

When I joined the warriors, everyone was surprised that Mr. Carly, who had returned once, had brought me and Mistral back.

"How are the baboons?

After a gentle greeting, Mr. Carly will confirm the situation.

"You're rambling freely. As much as we're tracking, you realize, it doesn't look like you cared."

"Carly's bow doesn't work, and with his little moves, he can't be defeated."

The baboons are great monkey warcraft covered in black body hair, and you think this body hair plays blades and arrows?

I wonder if my white sword will cut. [M]

"How about in spiritual art? I brought Grandpa Astra just in case."

"I tried to make each of the tree spirits, the earth spirits, stop, but that's ineffective. Swing around with force moves."

"Spirituality of the wind, chop it up"

Mr. Astra said, a little green girl appeared beside him. It's like Mr. Astra's spirit.

As Astra turned her gaze to the girl of the Spirit of the Wind, the girl stared at us for a moment.

"I wonder if I can cut every forest."

And I made a noisy statement.

"Rejected"

Immediate Mistral refuses.

We can't let the forest protectors hurt the forest.

"So what?"

Roaring warrior. Mr. Carly looks over at everyone and suggests, with his hands on his chin.

"Is it a protracted war? No matter how many baboons, your health is not inexhaustible. If we keep chasing them, if we keep attacking them, they'll all lose their roots."

That's good if you knock it down, even if you can't knock it down, if you get out of the woods, it'll be a one-off solution. That's what Carly suggested.

Even if the Ear Elder Warriors can't handle it alone, there's me and Mistral. Especially since Mistral's weapon is a blunt weapon, not a blade, he might be able to show a certain attack power against the baboons.

While shredding the health of baboons, there may be less damage to the forest, but it would be better than more damage spreading in the future to those living in the forest, such as people and beasts. and when I almost came to a conclusion.

"Elnea, avoid it!

Mistral screams could be played in my ear.

What!?

I thought so and looked back at the rear. Behind me stood a giant, black monkey. And my right hand is shaken at a speed that doesn't go unnoticed.

The next moment, I was being beaten up and blown away by a big monkey.

Severe pain hits the right half of your body, and your vision turns dark. But then he clashed furiously from his back to Oki, forcing him to regain consciousness.

The pain runs like an electric shock all over your body, and you taste the pain of your breath squeezing out of your chest.

At the end of Xia's vision, a giant black monkey, a baboon, looked at me and smiled disgustingly.

"I don't know. If you think a strong guy came after you, it was a miscellaneous fish. Beginning."

Talked. I used to hear that cunning, intelligent warcraft can talk. And the baboons speak the words of men, and laugh like men.

"Ernea, it's okay!?

Mistral rushes to my side.

"Oh, thank you"

I was stretching my body so hard that I couldn't breathe, but I wasn't confused.

The moment the baboons appeared behind them and Mistral screamed and cautioned. I flew the opposite of my swinging arm and tied the line of dragon art. He hung me up while avoiding Mistral.

Had it not been for Mistral's aggressive movements, I would have been more badly injured by now.

"I was alarmed. I can't believe we were supposed to be chasing each other around the back."

After we rendezvoused, the Ear Elder Warriors stopped pursuing us. They poked me through that gap.

Mistral wasn't the only one who was alarmed. Me and the Ear Elder Warriors, all of us.

I manage to get up while distorting my face to the pain in my whole body that I still can't get out of. My right half and back scream, but it's not like I can't move.

He didn't even seem to have a fracture, little by little over time, but the pain pulled off.

"You're weak, I don't know. It would have been easier if I had died like that."

The laughter of the baboons as they laughed was so disgusting.

"The guy who just broke his weapon is back. They're unpunished."

Even if you look over the warriors of the Ear Long clan with scattered bows and arrows, baboons won't break your spare attitude. Thick arms are long enough to stand on two legs but likely reach the ground.

Thicker legs than arms, longer torso. The face is the same as that of a monkey, but it disgusts those who see cunning, deeply intelligent, sharp eyes and creepy, disgusting, tenacious grins.

Is this the baboon?

I confront him without alarm. [M] Ares appears behind me and merges quickly. And unleashed the dragon power, and laid down his weapon.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, no problem."

I nod forcefully at Mistral's words, looking at the baboons.

"I feel sorry for you. I feel sorry for women to worry about me."

The baboons whimpering their throats and mocking them.

"It doesn't hurt or itch at all to say sorry for your idiot."

I'll call you a loser.

"The Dragon Forest is the same as Sleighsta's old territory. There is no such thing as a warcraft who recklessly stepped in there. Anyway, it's no problem because there are other warcraft living there, what a cheap idea. You don't know the horrors of old Sleighsta, big monkey without the world!

And when I curse back, the baboons erase the grin they were pasting and shoot me through with a sharp eye.

"Oh, too bad. I wouldn't be afraid to stare at you with those pretty eyes. Sleighsta, you're 10,000 times scarier old!

In fact, it is not far from the power of Old Sleighsta or Mr. Ashel. Intimidation doesn't work on me.

To my provocation, the baboons turn their faces bright red and angry.

"A man's lad, he tells me. I'll kill you all, I'll kill the chief of the territory, and I'll show you my power!

The moment I said it, the ground where the baboons were on their feet could play. And shortly afterwards, the black giant of the baboons was moving right behind me.

The baboons' rigid arms roar. But the moment I sensed the signs of the baboons behind me, I was distancing myself with a spatial leap.

Beat a pitch-black single-handed stick as Mistral dodges into the arms of the baboons that end up empty-handed.

A dull, heavy shock sound sounds.

A fist of baboons and a one-handed stick of mistrals bumped into each other, creating a shock wave.

But the baboons are not the wind that suffered the pain, and now they approach the Mistral.

Mistral quickly backwards. Countless arrows of rain poured down on the baboons to chase.

"Such a weak attack doesn't work."

As I say, the arrow that hits the baboons, without stabbing, is bounced by black, hard body hair and falls to the ground.

I still can't afford a half-breed attack.

It's unclear if Mistral meant it, but I wouldn't even change her expression to one of her blows.

Again, as originally planned, it could be a protracted battle. We have to constantly attack, keep chasing, and sharpen the health of the baboons.

I was ready for a long fight and jumped behind the baboons chasing Mistral.

Dragon air into the white sword, swinging it down. stiff response and, at the same time, some black body hair splashed. Seeing, the white sword reached even the skin of the baboon, slightly scratched.

If it's a white sword, it can be slashed. I was so sure that during this time, the baboons looked back at me in a horrible shape and waved their arms.

"People!

Even more exaggerated baboons for being wounded. I run my eyes bloody and try to capture me at a terrible rate.

Take a swinging arm blow, using both a white sword and a wooden sword from a spirit tree. A heavy impact struck my arms, and before the baboons' power, I was blown straight to the side while defending myself.

It's not a power you can flush. If you take it from the front, it will crush every defense.

I am wary of the overwhelming power of baboons.

"I'll give you bugs my strength!

The baboons raised their long, thick arms high above their heads, and roared.