We Live in Dragon’s Peak
Two nights.
"See you tomorrow"
"See you, guys."
Mistral with a satisfied expression and I say goodbye, wrapped in a golden light.
I'll see you tomorrow.
"Dear Ernea, Mistral, I'll see you tomorrow"
"Let's play tomorrow."
"Nyan."
My vision was taken away by the blurry light as I waved the face of life in the village of the Ear Long Clan from now on. Once I closed my eyes and opened them, me and Mistral were inside the Dragon Temple.
"Come on, I'm home, stretch my spine"
I'm encouraged by Mistral to get back on my mind.
Right. I can't believe everyone blamed me for words or Priscia for toying with me, it's over. It's the past. Let's forget it!
I go out of the Dragon Temple, side by side with Mistral.
To the west of the village of Mistral, surrounded by mountain ranges, the sun still remains.
We broke up early so that Luiseine and the others could reach the village of the Ear Long clan while the Yang was there. I'm sure they'll get a cautiously pleasant welcome this evening.
I wonder if they'll be all right.
"Worried?"
"No, because I trust you. However, Luiseine will also be the first to go to the village without us. I thought you were nervous."
"I'm sure you'll be fine. Louiseine can see, she's got a strong heart. You have good manners, and with Louiseine, most things can be done without difficulty. I wonder if that's a war witch."
"Yeah. You're buying a lot of Louiseine high"
"Not in a weird way, though. For our people, it feels like war witches and priests are incredibly sacred and wonderful."
"I see."
"Speaking of which, Mistral studied our religion from Louiseine."
"Right. That was quite an interesting story."
"Do you believe Mistral is a goddess?
"I wonder. Perhaps there is a transcendental existence. But like you, it doesn't seem to mean I believe unconditionally and wholeheartedly."
"Ha, right? I believe it because we've been imprinted since we were born, but from other races, it could be mayuzuba."
Religion seems to be peculiar to people. Demons, dragon tribes, and many other races were taught in school seating that there was no habit of believing and worshipping something all by themselves, like a human race.
"By the way, what you call a goddess is separate from the divine clan."
"Yeah, I've heard it's a part of the neighborhood that's often misunderstood by other races"
Me and Mistral ride the water dragon and continue the conversation as we cross the fountain.
"I wonder why the Divine Nation says the Divine Nation. I doubt that, except for the goddess and the divine clan. The goddess is the Creator. In the end, the Divine Nation is one of the species created by the Goddess."
"Yeah, it's complicated."
"Yeah, there's no point in talking about religion."
"I get it. Luiseine didn't stop when she spoke."
"Haha, I can imagine that scene"
Get off the water dragon and say thank you. The water dragon was welcome, and when it rang, he dived into the back of the spring.
And through the long house, out in the village square, me and Mistral. When I tried to go straight to my usual room, Mistral pulled my sleeve and stopped me.
"Where are you going?"
"Where's the long room you're sleeping in?"
"Fool."
That's all Mistral says, he pulls me off and walks out.
Where are you going?
Me walking in the mood of being pulled, and the other side of the Mistral pulling my sleeve to lead. It was Mistral's home.
"When will it be just the two of us, and I won't bother staying in the long house? You can sleep in my room."
"Yeah!?
To my unexpected offer, I rise to heaven.
Sleeping alone with Mistral!?
In Mistral's room, that means the bedroom is one, right? There's no such thing as putting two bunks in your room. The two of us sleep on one sleeping table in one room.
Sakuri.
I'm suddenly feeling thirsty.
I arrived at Mistral in a tense foothold, invited but still, inside the house.
"Oh, welcome back"
"Hey, son-in-law. Welcome."
In the house, Mistral's father, Mr. Askles, and his mother, Mr. Cornelia, were lenient.
"I'm home."
"Oh, excuse me."
The highs of my chest stop for a moment. I imagined Mistral and I alone for a moment, but right? This is Mistral's home, so my parents are there, right?
I was disappointed to know Mistral's parents were there, not until, but don't tell me I was just a little bit discouraged for some reason.
But sleeping with me in Mistral's room is no different. When I thought of it, my chest rang out again.
"Father, Mother, from this day forward, we will stay here."
"Oh well."
"Oh, what happened to the other daughters?"
"Yeah, that's right."
And I'll explain to you about Lyla and the others.
"Ho, the ability to rule? This is unusual. I say some of the dragon princesses of the past had that ability. I wonder if this will be the birth of a second dragon princess, depending on Lila's efforts"
"Then you'll be with the first generation."
"First generation?"
I'll listen back to Mr. Cornelia.
"That's right. There were two first dragon princesses."
"Really?"
It's my first ear. I heard that the title "Princess Dragon" was created by Old Sleighsta a long time ago, but I can't believe Princess Dragon was just there for both of us.
Old Sleighsta didn't say a word about that.
"Well, it's hard to be a dragon princess,"
"But you, Mistral, are on your side, and you're going to Ong's garden, so it's possible."
"Right. You can brag about my daughter's husband marrying Princess Dragon."
"Is that what you're saying in the dark that I won't be proud of?"
"Oh, no. It's not, Cornelia..."
Apparently, Mr. Cornelia's relationship with Mr. Askles resembles ours.
I am led to the back of the house by Mistral, looking sideways at Mr. Askless as he is told. [M]
And at the end of the hallway. Diving through one door, it was a girl's room.
Mistral's home is as wooden as any other, but a slightly sweet smell tickles the nasal cavity, unlike the soft, calming fragrance characteristic of a building made of wood. It was Mistral's hair or clothes, I've only smelled it somewhere, her scent.
This is Mistral's room, and he walks into the room and looks over.
Come in. On the tree wall on the right is a few embroidered decorative cloths, and on the small desk is a poor flower decorated in a small vase and a reading book. On the wall on the left there was an ornamental bookshelf and several books lined up on several surfaces felt like a mistral.
And behind the room, by the small window, was a sleeping table with a cool patterned futon.
"I'm kind of nervous about letting boys in my room."
Behind my back, the mistral was dangling like it lit only a little.
"Maybe Zan's never been in there, either?
Zan said he was childhood friendly, and I felt like he was going to come into Mistral's room unconstitutionally.
"Right. When I was a little girl, I used to play in my room a few times. Not once have we grown up and built a new house."
Speaking of which, the village of Mistral used to be destroyed by Orta, didn't it? Long houses, mistral homes, and many houses still had lustrous stands of freshness.
"So this is the first time I've been in this room with a man?
"Hehe, yeah. Dad never came in either."
"Oh!"
It feels special!
Mistral and Zan are childhood friendly, which makes me lie if I talk about things I don't know from time to time, or if I say my breath is perfect and I'm not jealous. But in this way, I also felt special and happy that Mistral and I could share the world alone.
"Speaking of which, it would be inconvenient not to bring your clothes and luggage."
"If you ask me,"
"Let's bring it later. I'll borrow a small costume holder from my mother because I can't use it right away."
Me and Mistral get out of the room once. Mistral's ready for dinner, and I have to move my stuff.
When I finished greeting Mr Askles and Mr Cornelia again, I left the house with Mistral.
And move your baggage and eat dinner with everyone in the village.
Good night and say goodbye to the evening. When Mistral and I were in a situation where we both headed home, it seemed that the men finally got a hold of the situation.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!
Elnea, what are you doing?
"Stay, you want to show us more hell!?
"Mistral, don't get too early. It's not him, call me!
"Baldness..."
Zan sank the noisy men in an instant.
"They're loud. Be quiet at night."
Zan shuts up the rest of the men who make a scene and comes to us. And then you get me, and you pull me away from Mistral.
"Borrow a little"
"What!?
Without any acknowledgement from Mistral and me, Zan said unilaterally, catching my roots and bringing them into the darkness outside the village.
"You must understand what this situation is like."
"Yeah, you say?
Zan's cold gaze showers from the top, and I sweat cold. Hey, I'm afraid of Zan's signs.
"There are many men still after Mistral"
"Yeah, I know. Maybe Zan's after you, too?
In an attempt to open the awkward air, I asked back in a mild tone, but my cold gaze returned.
"It's who Mistral chose, not what I'd say anyway. But as his childhood friend, let me just say this."
Zan wrapped his arm around my neck for a long time.
"If anything happens to make Mistral unhappy, I won't forgive you."
Zan's cold gaze. Behind it, I saw a sincere heart and a tenderness to think deeply about Mistral.
I rang my throat once, swallowed my spit, and nodded loudly.
"Yeah. I wouldn't make Mistral unhappy. In the name of Elnea the Dragon King."
I swear sincerely to Zan's serious atmosphere, too. Then Zan satisfied me, lifted one of his mouths and laughed.
"A little like you. Then Mistral still can't be happy. Be strong now."
I say, untie my arm from my neck, and push my back with all my strength.
I jumped out of the darkness outside the village. [M]
"What are you doing?"
In front of the house, I was staring at this one, like Mistral was frightened.
I look back once and see the darkness. But it was dark, and I didn't see Zan. However, when I return my gaze from darkness to Mistral, I rush back.
"You're as close as brothers."
"Really?
I'm sure, too, that Zan feels like he's a brother, but I wonder if he's seen that from around.
The screams of the men disappeared, but now the women's yellow cheers on their backs, while me and Mistral went inside the house.