We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Well, then, go with care"

Mistral and the villagers dropped us off, and we flew off on Niemia's back.

Destinations, of course, are the nest of flying dragons with Prince Filrell.

I'm going to take him and see Yugra the Winged Dragon called Uncle, but he needs to start by asking the Carnera-like tribe that he's taking care of Yugra.

So Mistral took over the role, and we were supposed to pick up Prince Filrell first.

Neemia rises over Dragon Peak through a bright white thing that doesn't tell if it's a fog or a cloud.

I am impressed with Niemia's ability to fly every time.

I hope the tyrant's rough way of flying is also compelling, but Niemia is exceptional after all. View flowing into the slip. Jump over one mountain with just a few wings. We only feel the breeze on our backs, even though the flying speed is not even close to our feet, such as a flying dragon.

The ability to fly with less wings, the power that is blocking the wind, and the speed of flight that does not allow other followers, all seem to be Niemia's dragon trick.

Neither I nor even Mistral are far from Niemia's potential dragon power.

You're usually small and cute like a kitten, but you're really immeasurable.

"Nyan is big but cute"

"Cute, cute"

There's nothing scary or manageable about heights for spirits, Ares moves to Niemia's head to stroke her.

Priscia also tried to imitate and go, so Lyla, who was happy with the view of the sky at the beginning, caught him in a hurry.

Lila loves it on the sky. Always happily riding Niemia's back, from the moss square to the chicken dragon's nest, to training in dominance.

I wonder if Lila wants to be a dragon knight, just like Prince Philel. I thought I asked a question last night.

Then, now they're not interested in dragon knights anymore. You think you're satisfied with riding a dragon and just flying in the sky?

Nowadays, the order of riding Niemia's back was always led by Lyla.

Occasionally, when Priscia wants to go forward, Lyla will be able to hold her. Like now.

Enjoying the view of the sky, the nest of flying dragons began to be seen forward without any time to make a scene.

I wonder if Niemia could easily reach the kingdom of Yortenitos.

"I can go in a day."

... Let's just say we didn't ask. I haven't heard anything. [M]

You noticed Niemia's proximity, or you could see several flying dragons flying out of the nest of flying dragons.

But it didn't reach Niemia, far above the cloud, and it felt like she was asking how we were doing while swirling low.

No way, Prince Filrell wouldn't be on the back of a flying dragon, I took a careful look, but he just wasn't riding.

Seeing, Prince Firrell waved loudly in the dragon's nest, greeting us.

Niemia slowly descends to avoid irritating the Fei Long and lands softly on the Fei Long's nest.

And when she was just small, she moved over Priscia's head.

"Hello everyone!

We open our eyes to Prince Philelle, who has greeted us well.

Prince Filrell was miserably dirty to see. It is dirty with mud and dust, from the ceiling of the head to the toes of the shoes.

There was no elegance there as a prince, and there were signs of one boy full of wild flavors.

What happened!?

Everyone was stunned by Prince Filel's transformation in just a few days.

Before breaking up, Prince Filrell was a "prince" for better or worse.

It is royalty who tells big dreams and gives us exhilaration. I thought you were in a position to lead the people.

But he doesn't do anything prestigious about Kasashi, and he talks and acts in a low way towards us. I think, well, there's still the harm in being born and raised in the aristocratic community. We, the civilians, and others, often saw scenes that were light and eye-catching from above. On the contrary, even though the same royal family, the twin princess, is older, there is also a hint of the atmosphere looking down just a little… Could it also be a female contempt subconscious?

It's good because we and the twin princesses don't give a shit about that, but I wonder if this is a bad influence with Prince Grave or something around.

Prince Filrell has no malice at all, and I guess he's unconscious. I thought those parts of the world that were a little apart were princes, after all.

We were surprised that Prince Filrell was out of dirt in just a few days and that the unreliable atmosphere of the beginning was changing.

"I misjudged you."

I wonder what happened.

The twin princess will pay for Prince Filrell's dirt. Lyla also hastily follows the twin princesses, with Luiseine chanting the spell of purification.

Without time to ask what had happened, Prince Filrell was surrounded by women.

Is that it?

Seeing Prince Filrell surrounded by the Luiseinees, a glimmer of jealousy springs up in my heart.

I thought I didn't have any appetite for exclusivity, but my breasts get a little bitter about the way women surround other men who would be favoring me.

Now if I stay in that circle until Mistral, maybe I'll go crazy.

I get a little upset knowing one side of my mind that I never thought I would.

"I can't help it, so I'll stay with you."

Niemia flies over my head. [M]

"Well, I don't know, but I'll stay."

"It's the only way."

Priscia and Ares are hugging me.

Yeah, that's all I'm very satisfied with right now.

As I stroked Priscia and Ares' head with a broken face, Niemia perverted herself overhead, whining small.

And after a few moments, Prince Filel, who had just gotten a little prettier, stopped by my side as he embarrassed himself and thanked the women.

"First, let me thank you"

Prince Firrell bowed his head to me.

"Thank you for all your cooperation for me. And I'd like to thank you for letting me meet these Feilongs and make time for us to spend together."

"No, we just did what we could. You've done something better than that."

It's still a little dirty, not the part where it looks. I kind of feel like my heart's getting bigger around the corner.

I guess you've learned a lot in your life with Fei Long. And feed on it, you must have been able to grow big.

I have to apprentice, too.

Shake hands with Prince Filrell, who raised his face.

Prince Filrell's hands were not thin and weak hands of high stature and uncharacteristic struggle, but stiff skin and wretched.

If you look closely, you had abrasions and fine injuries all over the exposed skin as well as your hands.

I really tried a lot.

I feel a different kind of reliance from the atmosphere I felt at the beginning of my encounter from Prince Filrell today.

If this is the case, I'm going to be Prince Filrell now, and I think I can move on and lead you to Master Yugra.

"Your Highness, that's why I came here today."

"Elnea, I'd love for you to meet my uncle!

"What!?

Unexpectedly, we were surprised.

"Fei Long told me. Long ago. Said the winged dragon, which the first king of Yortenitos had ridden, was still alive on this dragon peak. If you're alive, I'd love to see you!

I see. Prince Filrell had already heard about Master Yugra from Fei Long.

Then the story is quick.

"Yes. Then we came here to introduce His Highness to his uncle."

"Wow, you are!

Happily took my hand and rejoiced Prince Philelle.

Maybe Yugra-sama is more important to him than we think.

Anyway, it's the legendary Winged Dragon that the Founding King was riding.

"Then let's go!

We laughed bitterly at the motivated Prince Philelle.

Even though you've grown spiritually, you still seem to have a somewhat self-centered royal mindset.

"Your Highness, first of all, I must thank the Fei Long people for their help."

"Oh, I did"

Prince Filrell rushed under the Fei Long.

Fei Long watched over us quietly.

"We have learned a lot. I will never forget this grace. If we get another chance, we'll eat meat together."

"Ha ha. The last few days I spent with you were surprisingly enjoyable. I look forward to your upcoming work. I hope you get what you want. And eat more meat, meat!

"Yes, long live the meat!

What the hell happened...

We laughed face to face at Prince Filrell with the Flying Dragon.

"Um, thank you so much. Oh, I'm glad you finally joined the Dragon Peak Alliance"

While I thank you, I solicit you.

'I am grateful to you too. You brought me a good encounter. Let's move on to your purpose and work together. "

"Thank you"

When we thank each of us, we move on to Niemia's immense back.

"I'm going back to the village once."

"Right. We have to wait for Mistral to return."

Not now, but I hadn't heard where the carnera-like clan taking care of Master Yugra lived on Dragon Peak.

I wonder if it could take days to get back and forth.

I've been thinking about it a lot, and I've despised getting the information I need.

Reflection.

"You can ask the villagers when you get home."

"Yeah, you are."

"Um..."

When Neemia and I were having a conversation, Louiseine spoke out of sorrow.

"Hmm?"

"As Mist has often said, don't have a conversation that only the two of you can understand"

"Oh, I did. I'm sorry."

Niemia reads people's minds. I'm too used to that, and when I have a conversation with Niemia or Old Sleighsta, the only thing I want to tell you is to fly with my thoughts, assuming they're reading my mind, so I'm going to have a conversation.

"Tell me what kind of conversation you were having with Niemia in the sky"

"Yes."

Wait for the interaction between me and Luiseine to end, and Niemia slowly ascends into the sky.

Fei Long also flew away and dropped me off until Niemia ascended on the clouds.

The journey in the sky was as quick as it came.

Prince Phil was happy to report a few days in the Fei Long's nest to Lyla. We all smile when Lyla sees us listening to each other happily, and oh, it's good to see you two meet like this.

And when I approached the village.

Under the clouds, I saw a familiar red lotus-colored flying dragon. The first thing I noticed was Niemia, lowering altitude and approaching the Fei Long.

Fei Long barks with intimidation at the giant Niemia that has descended from far above the clouds.

With a growl, Prince Filel, who seemed to have a pleasant conversation, notices the Red Lotus flying dragon, or tyrant, and panics.

"Ha, it's tough. There's a very scary flying dragon nearby!

Prince Philelle hugging and trembling at Lyla.

Prince Firrell is also deeply afraid of tyrants slamming in the hunting grounds of the Fei Long. It's okay, it doesn't even work on Lila's words that can be called, and she shudders with fright.

Sights I've seen more than once. Everyone who lives in Dragon Peak as well as Prince Filel sees a tyrant and feels the same fear at first.

But that's a story of the past.

The tyrant has already changed his mind.

Prince Filel had his twin princesses pass out early in the Chicken Dragon's nest, so what's the first time he's met a tyrant like this outside of the Fei Dragon's hunting grounds?

Spending a few days in the Fei Long's nest, I would be a little used to the Dragon Clan, but is the tyrant just scared?

Neemia doesn't mind Prince Filrell, who frightens her on the back, getting closer and closer to the tyrant.

Oh, and a tyrant screams and spits a flame of intimidation out of his mouth. And scorched the surface of the nearby mountains black.

"Nha."

To go with it, Niemia rings cute.

A few times the extent of the mountain skin the tyrant burned black turned into bright white ash in an instant.

Hey, is that a greeting for you guys?

I laugh bitterly at the scenery of the interaction I've seen.

But everyone else I've ever seen was stunned by the flames of tyrants and Niemia's moves far above them.

And Prince Filrell, who understands that Neemia is stronger than a tyrant, finally regains his composure.

Lyla was gently rubbing Prince Filrell's back.

"So, why are you flying around here?

I speak freely to the nearest tyrant. Just for this, Prince Filrell had his face drawn.

I'm fine, I'm relieved, but I didn't think you knew him.

"Huh. I was called by Princess Dragon."

To Mistral? I wonder why, while we and the tyrants headed all the way to the village of Mistral.