We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"I'm worried about Your Highness."

"What are you talking about? You have to trust him first."

"Oh, yeah."

On the return sky, Lila looked anxiously over and over again in the direction where the Fei Long's nest was located.

"It's okay, I'm sure that kid can work hard"

"It's okay, she can do it."

Unexpectedly, the twin princesses seem to trust and appreciate Prince Filrell more. I've seen it since Spring Ahead, so the two of you must have seen both Prince Philel's weak and strong spots. I want Lyla to rest assured that those two are okay, because I'm pushing my heartbeat.

I trust Prince Filrell more than ever. [M] I wonder what it is. I mean, you smell the same, or you feel like me.

Thoughts can be a little sweet, but I'm sure I'll spare no effort toward my goals. I think if I show you the way, Prince Filrell can move on without stopping, just like me.

So this may be a bit of a tough trial, but I'm sure he'll get over it.

"It's okay. Because the Spirit will protect you."

Priscia leans in to encourage Lila to be healthy.

"Hehe, thank you."

Lyla hugged Priscia tightly and smiled.

"Now, as he asks you to keep up the good work"

Say it. Mistral sees the twin princesses.

I wonder what you're going to do.

Ask Prince Filel to work hard on his own. Then the twin princesses won't be able to help, but I wonder what they'll do.

"It's been decided. Elnea, I'm going to play with you."

"It's been decided. Elnea, have fun with you."

"" I can't. ""

Three people react quickly to the words of the twin princesses. I wonder why we decide to work together beautifully at times like this.

"I don't care if you say no."

'Cause I'm free.

I'm the one who can give you free time...

"Go back to your country and earn some time while Filrell overcomes the trials. Elnea's busy with her training."

"No. Something not funny."

"No. Then we'll train with you too, Ernea."

Maidens staring at each other on Niemia's back.

Yes, I'm scared.

"I'm sure we'll be useful."

"A lot."

A twin princess looking over together in a meaningful way.

I wonder if he caught something in the fight with the cursed Blackfly Dragon earlier. The two of you are originally amazing adventurers, or maybe you'll grasp the situation sensitively with a few events.

"It's none of your business."

You shouldn't go in deep, Mistral's eyes say. You can't involve the princess of the kingdom of Armuad in your troubles with the Demons, in your disputes between demon swordsmen, alters, and dragon men.

But for some reason, the twin princess tries hard to stay.

"I know it's dangerous."

"Still, I'd like to live here."

"Dragon Peak is too dangerous for people."

"Elnea, you're a human being too."

"Ernea is a warrior recognized by our Dragon Nation."

"Then we'll be recognized warriors, too."

"You can't do this."

"You can't decide from the beginning."

"Even if it looks like this, we're awesome."

The twin princesses brag about their breasts. The chest, which is just chopped, is all the more accentuated.

"Tits, Nina."

"Become, Neemiah."

I read my mind. Niemia runs a big deal.

"Ernea?"

"Hiya."

"Well, Ernea, you like breasts."

"Well, Ernea, you don't like breastfeeding."

"Ugh."

Mistral stares me in the face and pulls me straight into the chest of the twin princesses and sinks.

Oh, hell like heaven again. Somebody help me!

"Dear Ernea, I'm going to help you now."

"Hey, Mr. Lyla. I'm not saying that helps, aren't you just in!

"Nah, there's plenty of Priscia."

"Nha! It's hard to fly when you get slammed in the back."

I don't see the maidens fighting when they sink into your chest. But it was Niemia who created this situation!

"Nah."

"So why did you come to me?"

Scattered on Niemia's back, I fled to Zan's house as soon as I arrived in the village of Mistral.

Everyone living in the village of Mistral lives in a house with their family. Zan's home is near Mistral's house, never came before, but I knew where it was. So this time, I took the liberty of letting it be a place of refuge.

I'm so glad Zan happened to be on vacation.

"Do you even have a woman in distress?"

Zan looks at me like he's scared. [M]

"But is this my fault?

"You say there's a woman in distress because she's involved in a woman's commotion, even if it's not bad"

"Oh well"

I drop my shoulders disappointingly. Were you...

"So what have you guys been up to?"

Zan switched the subject just because he didn't know how hard it was for me.

Both Zan and the villagers know what we went out to do. Zan, who was in the house, doesn't even know Prince Filrell isn't back, but he must want to see how it went on the go.

I'll explain Prince Filrell to you lightly. I thought it was more important to Zan about the cursed Black Fei Dragon, so I told him this one in detail.

"Well, did that happen"

Nodding emotionally, Zan.

"So, what were you doing when the cursed Fei Long came?"

"What?

"I don't know how you fought."

"Yep."

I'm not fighting. [M] Anyway, Fei Long was in a state of turmoil in the air, and the activity of the women allowed Black Fei Long to exorcise all of them. I was just watching. Explained, Zan slapped me in the head.

"He's pathetic. If the others are moving, did you think you didn't have to move?"

"Yeah, I don't mean that"

I wasn't lazy. In that situation, there was really nothing I could do.

"What are you learning dragon sword dance for?"

"Mmm."

"I only know by inheritance, but the dragon sword dancer has slashed and lay down like any opponent."

But you won't get my sword in the sky.

I don't think Dragon Sword Dance can handle anything, no matter how much, to the person far ahead of us in time. Or am I wrong? [M] I wonder if I'm making any mistakes.

Zan stares at my sword on both hips.

"Dragon sword dance is not the same as swordsmanship. It's not like dancing either. Why should we delicately manipulate dragon qi to wave the sword and excel in dragon art"

Poop, Zan didn't say anything to me, he leaked the word.

Old Sleighsta also said. The Dragon Sword Dance is truly worth the price ahead of the dragon and sword art. I did another training at that time to build up my resistance to accidental attacks, but I guess I had to think a little more about this.

Old Sleighsta will tell me sooner or later, I thought lightly. But I wonder if this isn't sweet. I was sweet to others, keeping a harsh attitude towards Prince Filel.

I took it for granted that you would tell me. It was easy to think that as long as we were doing the trials and training we were given, we could be strong.

But isn't this the same sweet idea as Prince Philelle? and now I realize.

Old Sleighsta and Mistral will tell you exactly what you need next and what to do for it. But that's not enough. I guess what you tell me is basic, and I have to try to find the application myself.

Zan's casual whining reminded me that I couldn't be at peace myself.

When the cursed Black Fei Dragon came. I can't do anything, so I just need to watch. I was wrong about that. You had to desperately think about what you could do.

Therefore, I must desperately think about what I can do with dragon sword dance.

"Hey, Zan."

"Mm-hmm. What?"

Zan, confused by his ideas, looks up at me.

"Why don't you hang out with my training for a second?

To my words, Zan laughed when he raised only one of his mouths.

"So, what do you want"

After the two of us leave the village, Zan asks.

Me and Zan had crossed one mountain and came to a meadow where lean trees had grown neglected.

Dragon Peak changes landscapes from mountain to mountain and from valley to valley. Even though all around the village of Mistral are rough and rugged rocks, just over one mountain increases the greenery. That's a really strange place.

A herd of deer and a family of pigs eat grass peacefully in the meadows. There are no shadows or signs of carnivores, such as mountain leopards or tigers, nearby.

It's seemingly peaceful and seems like a place where we all want to relax on a nice day. But this place is a little different. There seems to be a nest of earthly demons nearby, and it's a place where you can't even take a nap.

"Yeah, sure. My dragon sword dance, when it breaks down, will drastically diminish its power. And so far, you don't have any teeth at all for a big guy or a long distance opponent."

If you're the one who can push it off forcefully with a cut of white sword, it's still good. But if you are an opponent, such as a baboon, who doesn't know the power of the white sword, you can't even see it.

"Then why don't you dance with the Earthlings?"

Earthlings are softer than rock doll giants. But I'm sure it's stronger than a normal demon, and it's great for practice opponents because it's heavily blunt in motion.

"I'm oblivious to dragon sword dancing as opposed to swordsmanship, but is it really good for me?"

"Yeah. Dragon Sword Dance includes physical surgery. Zan is good at physical surgery, isn't he? That's why I want you to look at physical judgment and stuff."

Old Sleighsta has enough knowledge, and Mistral has excellent combat skills. But if it's just a local part, or physical surgery, someone as specialized and extreme as Zan is better.

That's why I wanted Zan to see my body judge.

A little wandering along the plains springs earthly shapes from the straw and the ground. Your body is as thick as a person's and your arms and legs are unlikely. The face is as bad as it was made appropriately by kneading dirt in the face and body. I'm extremely blunt in motion, but extremely aggressive. They're powerful enough to squash without a big shield, full body armor or resistance.

But, well, I have to hit it because it's dull. I don't know what to do.

I set up my weapon as I headed for the groundhog that appeared.

It's not a white sword or a wooden sword from a spirit tree. Just a one-handed sword borrowed from the village.

I don't need any sharpness or defense to practice. The only reason I want Zan to look at me is because I'm judging my body when I confront someone I can't fathom.

As Zan watched, I kicked the ground and approached the earthlings.

Gently flex the heavily blunt fist of the earthly form with a lateral jump, to the nostalgia. Wave the sword of your right hand as you dive in. A heavy impact runs on his right hand like he stuck a blade in hard clay. When you swing through the sword of your right hand in a flowing motion, rotate your body and now slash it with the sword of your left hand. It conveys the same weight as the right hand.

Another earthly shape hit me from behind, so I step on the body of the earthly shape in front of me and jump up. Twist your body and get behind the impending earthly shape. Slash at the same time as landing.

It's the mould of dance that doesn't collapse, but whenever a sword eats into a hard clay body, the movement is dull. Still, I have slashed the earthlings many times. [M] Sometimes I can put in a kick, but my kick doesn't work on a hard, earthly body. Conversely, this one can be worse off.

Aware of the flow, he dances dragon swords against multiple earthlings.

Zan kept an eye on my dance a little further away.

"I see. For now, get away from me once"

Follow Zan's instructions and distance yourself from the earthly flock at once with a spatial leap.

Zan pulled his right hand and stood.

Red lotus flames wrap around your right hand. And with the mood, stick out your right hand. The earth explodes in a linear fashion, and the firepillars erupt with eruption-like momentum. The firepillar proceeded as it was to the feet of the earthly flock, swallowing it whole and causing an explosion.

I can only sigh at the power of Zan's moves, which blew up a herd of earthlings without a trace in just one blow.

"I saw the battle now and somehow figured it out. Let's be funny in the earthly form. I'll deal with him."

Zan turned to me. [M]