We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"I'm getting nervous"

Beyond the mountain ranges, higher than the clouds, the forest greenery spread along the slopes of the mountains gradually darkened.

Niemia releases the tyrant over what appears to be a major mountain range.

When the tyrant was free, he flew around the sky just saying he was more amazing.

And on my side, that's what Prince Filrell whined about.

"I'm excited to meet the legendary Winged Dragon who has been awarded the title by the people"

When I smile, Prince Firrell nods happily.

"Yes, it's an honor to meet a dragon who ran through the sky with his first generation"

Prince Philelle will be more thoughtful than we are.

And we're used to being immeasurable through Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel, but how would Prince Filrell react when he was in front of an overwhelming existence?

No way, you don't run away timidly...

My heart will also be trained in my life with Fei Long, and isn't that it?

"Nevertheless, Ernea is amazing"

"Yes?"

Prince Filrell says as he looks at the ridges of the mountains looking down from the sky.

"Ernea has the great title Dragon King."

Before breaking up, Prince Filel had little knowledge of Dragon Peak.

Of course, within Dragon Peak, you didn't know the title of Dragon Nation.

Must have taught you a lot from Fei Long.

"It's amazing how recognized by other races."

"No, I happen to be. I was just lucky."

I met Old Sleighsta in the Dragon Forest. He toured with Mistral and inherited the Dragon Treasure Ball and title from Mr. Zildo.

Ever since I met Old Sleighsta, I've been able to get there with his guidance.

"I don't really want to say that luck is of strength, but still, I think meeting and spreading edges from it is also my power"

I don't know, that's a pretty grown-up word, I feel. I wonder if it was originally possible to have this idea. Or did my life with Fei Long still grow Prince Filel a lot?

"I'll try to be as fine as Ernea, too. I owe it to Ernea to see my uncle like this, but I'll see if I can grab the edge from there."

"You've done well."

"Make it look different."

The twin princess smiles at Prince Filel's determination.

I wonder how much they seem to have grown in their eyes.

The twin princess looks at Prince Filrell satisfactorily.

"You don't need us anymore."

"You don't have to be without us anymore."

"Yes. I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble. But I'm okay now!

Prince Filrell making fists on his chest.

"Now don't worry, Elnea, I can go under you."

"Now don't worry, Elnea, we can go with you."

"What!?... is that how you and Ernea were related?"

"That's right."

"That's right."

"So, my brother..."

"I don't know."

"We already have you, Ernea"

Hey! And I was asked to agree, and the twin princesses hug me.

My brother was concerned about the continuation of, but not now. Mistral and Louiseine join me when they pull me from the twin princesses, and a maiden war breaks out on Niemia's back.

"When you get rammed up there, it's hard to fly."

There's a complaint coming from Niemia, gentlemen.

When I manage to escape the twin princesses' heavenly hell on my own, I take refuge in front of Prince Filrell.

In the rear, disturbing air is drifting. It's dangerous, so don't come near it.

I didn't cause it. [M] I have a bad twin princess who runs wild.

"From Nha's point of view, the cause is…"

"Neemia, say no more!

me hugging and begging Niemia sooner. Sometimes we need to escape reality.

Prince Filrell was smiling bitterly at me and the women, but there was no penetration.

"By the way, I heard that a dragon king is a title and not a real king, is that true?"

"Oh, that's a little misleading, isn't it?"

If they say king, people immediately associate themselves with the ruler. If Prince Philelle of the royal family, I wonder if he means yet.

"It's only a title, there's no power to rule. However, the Dragon King is viewed with respect from the Dragon Nation."

"And Elnea, then? Amazing. I can't believe they respect me from the Dragon Nation."

"No, no, no, no. I'm just being seen as a color."

To Prince Firrell's dazzling gaze, I'm afraid.

"I'm a king, but I'm not a ruler. A respected being? I want to be, too."

"Prince Philelle would make a fine dragon knight."

I can't tell the king, even if his mouth is torn. Prince Filrell is the fourth prince. Inheritance to the throne is the lowest among brothers. And that disgusting prince, most likely the next king. As far as I'm concerned, I want Prince Filrell to do his best, but that's not the kind of problem you can have in your mouth.

To my support, Prince Firrell gives me a complicated look.

"Indeed, at first, I've worked hard with all my heart wanting to be a dragon knight. But it's a little different now. Something like this... I can't say it in words."

"You've got a bigger goal."

"Yes, it is!

Prince Filrell nodding happily.

A bigger goal than becoming a dragon knight. I hope that's what brings happiness to the people of the kingdom of Yortenitos and to the whole people.

"Good luck"

"Of course. I will do everything I can for the people, for the Dragons, and for your sister... Lila!

"We will support you as much as we can!

"Thanks!"

Prince Firrell and I hug each other hard.

"To the new pervert."

"No. Yikes!

Neemia dropped her shoulder hard into her penetration.

Neemia is slowing down and flying from around the mountain range.

I wonder if it's because the tyrants are flying around the area, or because they're flying at high speeds and not alerted by Carnera-like clans and wing dragons.

"You have to stop by Carnella-sama's village first to meet your uncle."

"Nyah. From up there, they hide in the woods and find it hard. So watch carefully."

Oh, is that also the reason?

"Master Carnera is the dragon clan chief, right?"

"Looks like it. The Dragon tribe lives in solidification from tribe to tribe, but it seems that the person who serves as the compiler will be the chief and the representative of the village. But when it comes to deciding what to do, it seems fundamental that all the tribes consult each other."

"Yeah. You know Elnea."

"Your Highness has been in Dragon Peak for just a little longer."

"Kings don't control the profits..."

Prince Filrell snorts emotionally.

"With that said, I heard that the demonic social fabric has also changed slightly"

"Social structure?

"Yes. It seems that it is the same class society with demon kings and nobles. Feilong once in a while said he would change the country."

"Oh, you mean that!

I have a verse that comes to mind, and I snort.

When there was a dispute between the Dragons and the Demons in the village west of Dragon Peak. Before us descended the demon king known as the giant demon king.

A demon king who seemed incalculable to unleash an overwhelming fear, backed up by the outrageous appearance of an endless beauty.

The demon king of the giant originally ruled the country around the center, even among the demonic nations. But at a time when disputes between the Dragon Nation and the Dragon Nation of Dragon Peak and the Demon Nation have intensified, they have switched countries to countries bordering Dragon Peak.

It can't be normal. Whatever the situation, I can't believe we're exchanging ruling countries.

For example, in the people, the kings of the kingdoms of Armuad and Jortenitos are replaced.

No. No matter how amicable they say the kingdom of the twins, there can never be an exchange between ruling kings.

Yet it happened in the land of demons.

It was in a special class society of demons.

I learned so easily in school seating, but what a far away place the Demon Nation is. I hadn't listened seriously, and I hardly came into a nation of people to learn more about the demonic nations in the first place.

So again, I was taught by Mistral and Dragon people.

Tell Prince Firrell what I taught him.

The prince also listened seriously to my words, whether he had any knowledge of the kingdom of the devil tribe far west.

First of all, the kingdoms of Armuad and Yortenithos have only aristocracy to the count. Barons, Viscounts, and Earls from below, and the royal people from above.

Marquis and Dukes don't exist, but they don't exist in other people's countries, do they?

Apart from the kingdoms of Armuad and Yortenithos, there are no other nations of people in the vicinity, so the area is a little vague.

So, demonic class. This was a little special. The title by which the hard-working or meritorious can be made is the Baron. This will be at the bottom of the throne. You're with the people. On top of that, the Viscount is sealed with a special demonic son called the Initial Clan. You were the Viscount with the relative Luirala in the west. The countenance where the next few generations can work hard to contribute to the Demon Nation or become a particularly powerful Demon Nation. Can the Marquis above it not be formed without power and power far from the lower titles?

And the Duke.

This is the rank that will be given only to the ancestors.

Initial ancestors.

That's the first thing I've ever known since Mistral taught me, too.

Negative forces on the land after the death of a large number of creatures in great strife, plagues, etc. He said that his temper would gradually gather.

And after many years, a new demonic clan is very rarely born out of a thick gathering of spirits.

The demon tribe, born out of temper, possesses immeasurable power and knowledge. Do you want to give it the status and territory of Duke to seal and deter it because it will also strike the Demons hard when it rumbles around like it?

But the presence that bestows this Duke is not the Demon King.

Oh, my God, in a demonic society, the Demon King is one of the ranks.

The Demon King is above the Duke. At the top of the hierarchy, they are given the country and the privilege of dominating the demonic tribe.

But who can give it to you? It will be.

Do you think there is a presence there that governs all of the demons?

The one who makes even the Demon King obey is absolute to the Demon Nation. A ruler grants demon kings and other titles.

There will be an immeasurable power, a presence that will seal Mistral to the throne and make even the demon king of that terrible giant obey.

And that absolute ruler assigns the kingdom to the demon king. It was also the intent of that person, he said, to move the demon king of the giant who had ruled the centre in the past to a country bordering Dragon Peak in the east.

I did not explain the incident in the west village to Prince Filel, but I told Prince Filel what I knew about the demonic society.

Prince Firrell was pale and listening to me on the way.

"Oh, I can't believe there was such a horrible..."

"Yes, when I was taught too, I was scared and couldn't sleep at night"

We are now about to quarrel with the devil clan whose terrible existence stands behind us.

Yeah, you can't really argue.

So Wall, one of the eight great dragon kings, is deliberately headed under the demon king of the giant to work.

But not the giant demon king. Signs that the other demon kings are leaping.

Prince Filrell trembled knowing the demonic society, but I blued my face to the disturbance that might ensue.

We found the village.

Niemia gave a bright voice to me and Prince Philelle when it got a little dark.

"The Demons are scared. So let's all work together."

"Yeah, you are."

Me nodding. And at the end of Niemia's gaze. In front of a valley of extinct walls. A number of houses were hidden in the shadow of the great trees.