We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Golden garden.

Reflecting the strong summer sun, the golden glow of the land.

The surroundings are surrounded by high cliff valleys like the ones we have come through.

The light reflected on the scales of the golden winged dragon that nested on the cove was dazzling the walls of the valley that surrounded it.

Beyond imagination, me and Prince Philelle are often seen silently.

Whenever the pterodactylus moves, the reflected light intricately illuminates the valley walls, creating a fantastic landscape.

Oh, I want to show you this, too. You must be impressed. I sighed at the beautiful sight of the sacred moss square and the dragon peak view from far above the clouds.

"Come on, you've arrived. This is the nest of my uncle's family."

Waiting for me and Prince Philelle to fully indulge in the golden landscape, Master Carnera speaks up.

"You're a family of golden dragons!

Prince Firrell shines his eyes and tells me.

But too bad. No.

"Hehe, the scales are indeed golden,"

Master Carnera smiles. And the three men and women who refrained behind them looked as if they had looked down on Prince Filrell for only a moment.

Hmm. Master Carnella is friendly, but I wonder if the others have just a little bad feelings for us.

Mistral said Master Carnera's clan is a proud clan, but maybe it has something to do with it.

"Prince Filrell. It's a shame, but it's not a golden dragon."

"Even though it's gold?

"Yes, it's golden, but it's a kind of winged dragon"

I'll put in an explanation.

Because of the difference between a flying dragon and a wing dragon in the first place.

Simply put, Feilongs can walk bipedally. Wing Dragon walks on all fours. The dragon that is generous in the land in front of you is four-legged, so it is a winged dragon.

And dragons come in many different colors.

Some dragons have red lotus scales like tyrants, and some beautiful blue dragons ridden by Prince Grave.

Just as people have black and white, yellow and red copper skin, so do dragons.

In it, Yugra-sama's clan is a type of winged dragon whose scales are golden, but that's not why it's a golden dragon.

Only ancient species of dragons like Niemia and Sleigusta are given unique species names like white dragons and black dragons.

So the Yugra-like clan of ordinary species is not a golden dragon, even if it is a golden scale.

I didn't actually know this until I learned it from Old Sleighsta either.

I mean, I think people all recognize it by mistake.

So it is not from ignorance that Prince Filrell made a mistake. and explain to Prince Filrell.

"Your answer. Knowledge."

Master Carnera smiled satisfied with my explanation.

But the three of you snort and turn to the basics.

Mm-hmm. Maybe this is more hostile than I expected.

Because you brought a tyrant?

Because I'm a man and I'm a dragon king?

Because I'm gonna get Mistral for your wife?

I think it all applies.

I need to pull my mind together a little bit, I might get my feet shrunk.

I secretly think things may not go smoothly this time.

Master Carnella doesn't seem to care about the atmosphere of the people with her or my vigilance at all, and urges her to turn her awareness to Wing Dragon.

"There are currently forty-eight winged dragons living here, including my uncle"

"That's a lot"

I've visited several dragon nests before to form alliances, but the Dragons generally seem to have formed a group of ten to twenty bodies. Compared to them, Yugra-sama's clan is a big place.

"My uncle is admired. And we take care of it."

"Looks like the place is special, and you're more prosperous than any other dragon clan,"

"Yes."

Dear Carnella, who snorts at my words.

"My uncle is a hero of Dragon Peak. We of the Dragon Nation have lived and been active long enough not to reach our feet."

Yes, me and Prince Firrell snorting at Master Carnella's words.

"My uncle is a member of the family, but he has a different personality."

I guess so. Because he's a hero.

Yeah, yeah, me and Prince Philelle snorting even more.

"So from now on, I'm going to ask you to look for your uncle."

"" What!?

My eyes and Prince Philelle will dot Master Carnella's flighty words.

"Looking for an uncle?

"Ko, are you from this!?

Master Carnella, why have you suddenly come up with such a problem?

"Tell me you want to see your uncle, and you don't even know which wing dragon your uncle is"

"Why did Mistral choose such an ignorant boy?"

"What do you think, people?"

Three men and women with you have been evil all along here.

The tyrant behind me gives a terrible throat to the atmosphere of increased danger.

"Good night."

"Revaria, no."

Master Carnella will punish the three of you, and I will stop the tyrant.

Prince Filrell remained stiff, letting his face pull.

"I'm sorry. Lots of blood."

"No, I don't think I have a choice"

They seem to be a proud clan among the Dragon Nation. With that pride, I've taken care of Master Yugra.

Yet I guess I can't allow the sudden appearance of people to be about to meet easily.

Dear Carnella's problems may have been taken into account there.

I guided her to the place where Yugra-sama's clan lived. But if you're going to meet him, find Yugra-sama yourself among the forty-eight winged dragons.

It seems like a difficult issue at first sight, but Mr. Carnella's eyes trusted me.

I can find it. Yes, my eyes speak.

"Yes, indeed. I don't know who it is to see you, I don't think so."

Oh, apparently Prince Filrell is also motivated and confident.

Maybe he's asking about Yugra-sama's appearance and features around Fei-Long.

"Elnea, let's fight. Which one can find my uncle!

I wondered what you were going to do with the competition, but Master Carnella agrees that's interesting.

... I'm not playing.

Oh, the sight of the three of you hurts.

The three of us turn a swordswallowing glance at us, even though we were bewitched by Master Carnera.

I don't know what's going on, but I agree with Prince Philelle.

"I have no choice. It's a competition which finds the uncle first."

"Okay, here we go!

When Prince Filrell says so, he bravely heads to the land.

Did you hear our conversation, Winged Dragons staring intriguingly at the approaching Prince Firrell?

The Wing Dragon looked interesting in the first place since we came over the valley.

"Do you know which old man is?

Tyrants look at me.

"Yeah, I don't actually know. So we're going to have to look for it based on a few clues."

'Hmm, it's the one with the fright. Can you find it with that?'

"Yeah, I wonder. I'll do my best... or is Levaria worried about me?"

Who are you? Make a mistake and be greatly ashamed. '

When the tyrant looks away from me, he snaps his throat in a grumpy manner. [M]

The three just accompanying tyrants had their faces drawn by the grunting, terribly throaty tyrants, but Master Carnera was flat.

The tyrant gave me so much love, now I figure out how to find it.

Master Carnella just said something that would make her a star.

My uncle was an active hero three hundred years ago. I live longer than the Dragon Nation.

Winged dragons have a lifespan of about five hundred years, and it's enough to say tyrants are old, so I guess they're old dragons.

If you're looking for it by the looks of it, you just need to look for an old wing dragon as much as possible. I'm sure Prince Firrell will be looking for clues around there, too.

But I wonder if people see dragons and know if they're young or old. That's what I think, I think of old Sleighsta.

When I first met Old Sleighsta, I was surprised that she was a giant dragon. But I've been protecting the dragon forest for 2,000 years, until they told me, you didn't feel like an old dragon at all.

Then maybe it's hard to look for it by the looks of it.

Next, when it comes to heroes, I wonder if they have strong and successful bodies.

The head of the Dragon Nation can have a large body around it among the same species. I think maybe Yugra-sama also has a bigger body than the winged dragons around her, so I'll take a look at the winged dragons in the sandbox.

But I didn't see the big winged dragon especially noticeably.

Okay, trouble.

I wonder how to find Master Yugra.

Even while I'm worried, Prince Filrell walks into the nest and looks at the Winged Dragon in detail.

Obviously, Prince Filrell knows what Yugra-sama looks like.

I am not lost in the way I identify myself.

Maybe I'm looking for a winged dragon that matches the look I'm hearing.

I can't help it. I have to find a way to find it.

Yeah, I guess it's because I concentrated.

Unexpectedly, I feel a dragon pulse.

Whether it was too much meditation training or feeling the dragon vein has become routine, now the dragon vein had become familiar.

And I notice it in the dragon pulse.

Speaking of which, Old Sleighsta sucks up the dragon pulse very naturally when she breathes.

This is my further frontier. Not only can you feel familiar, but you can unconsciously take it in because the dragon qi is treated extremely and sophisticated.

Then, if Master Yugra is a hero and an old dragon, even if he is not as good as Old Sleighsta, he should be skillful in handling dragon qi.

I concentrate on my surroundings, trying to feel the dragon's chi. [M] Then I instantly feel not only the winged dragon of the land, but also the tyrant behind it, and the dragon chi of the three men and women with Master Carnella.

Tyrants are a rough sign. Same as ever.

Master Carnera has a deep and calm dragon air flow. Tranquil, but seems to have enough potential dragon power to compare to the Dragon King.

The three of you feel a warrior-like or more intense dragon temper said to be at the top of the Mistral village. I guess I'll just have to say this.

And I further expand my awareness of the Winged Dragon.

Dazzling.

I narrowed my eyes to the strong signs of dragon chi that the Winged Dragon drifted through, just like the glowing landscape in my eyes.

Same as people, Winged Dragon has a personality.

A rough dragon temper. The one with the signs of decency and serenity. Is it a pull-in idea, or someone who tries to hide his strong dragon temper all the time?

Look for signs of purpose while sensing the flow of distinctive dragon air.

I walked out, spreading my consciousness all over the winged dragon's nest.

Step by step, to the person you want.

Prince Firrell seems to have looked around a lot and is pointing his foot at the rest of the Winged Dragon.

Into the nest, through between the winged dragons, proceed.

Coming nearby, I learned that Winged Dragon was bigger than I thought.

The ground dragon is bigger than the flying dragon. But a tyrant is nearly twice the size of a lined flying dragon, so even a tyrant is bigger than a ground dragon. I wonder if it's as big as that tyrant.

The winged dragon giant blocks my vision, and I lose sight of Prince Filrell. But if you know what Yugra-sama looks like, you can definitely get to the answer.

I'm not lost, I'm moving on. [M]

Under the wing dragon dealing with strong, sophisticated dragon qi.

Pass in front of one face, slip by the side of another winged dragon, and go under the winged dragon showing the skillful flow of dragon qi.

And at last, before my eyes, a winged dragon appeared dealing with the most sophisticated dragon qi.

"That!?

But I raise my voice barely. [M]

Contrary to me, from a short distance, Prince Filel's energetic voice echoed.

"I found it, this is more of an uncle!

Nearby, but Prince Filrell is not on his side.

You're such an idiot! Am I wrong!?

I took another good look at the winged dragon sitting in front of me, and I held my head in.