We Live in Dragon’s Peak

When the procedure was solved, the weather, which was rough with a vortex, showed a bit of a fit. But apparently my technique induced the storm, and the heavy rain and the rough wind just weakened somewhat.

The tyrant that was being flushed by my surgery still regenerates cleverly over the sky and heads this way.

Oh, my face is angry.

From his gaze, he misses his gaze. Ahead of the deviation, Mistral and Luiseine were grinning bitterly.

It's annoying!

The tyrant was rougher than usual and landed before me.

Because I was out of sight, the tyrant winds up, the moisture-containing dirt and sand pours down on me and gets dirty.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Looking back at the protest, the tyrant's face was in front of him.

"Ugh."

A tyrant who looks at me still up close.

Often, we stare at each other silently.

"... sorry"

"Hmm. You just have to know."

Hi, I'm sorry, but I just wanted to ask. Honestly apologizing for getting into the surgery, the tyrant was in a better mood soon.

Or I want you to apologize for muddling me up this time.

"Good morning. Revaria is up early."

Read the atmosphere with improved mood and Luiseine greets you.

"Huh. It's none of your business. The old man just told me to run errands."

I'm an interpreter.

Old age must mean Master Yugra. How honest you have become to obey even while you are in bad shape...... or what is an errand?

I shouldn't have asked.

When I asked the question with interest in mind, I was caught with both hands.

"Elnea, come on in."

"Kee, be careful"

Yes? What are you talking about? and with a question mark on my head, the tyrant rises wildly into the sky.

"That's it. Why do you have to come with me?"

My screams are wiped out by the wind of the storm.

On the ground, Mistral and Luiseine waved with a bitter smile.

Oh, I thought you two might enjoy a morning walk because of that.

My technique is dangerous.

He called a storm, he called a tyrant, he called every trouble.

Being abducted by a rough sky, I learned the horror of this technique.

"So, what kind of errands did you undertake?

The storm was interrupting after I expanded my dragon's temper. But the rain seems to have started falling around the area, and it's still falling.

After getting out of the storm.

The tyrant threw me away once and showed me the terrible absurdity of receiving it on my back. Thanks to this, the tyrant's eagle state was resolved, but it kept getting hit by the rain that fell.

The only salvation is that when I hold Ares, who has reproduced me on the back of a tyrant, it is as warm as a hon.

With me and Ares on his back, the tyrant was on his way to flying for a mountain range higher than the clouds.

"They've got demons. It's an exorcism."

"I see. Is that a dangerous organism?

Is it like Master Yugra bothering to ask a tyrant to crusade, a big man?

"I don't know. I'm just going to spare some time."

I wonder how Yugra-sama asked the tyrants to crusade demons.

And speaking of concern.

"Speaking of which, what does Fio and Revaria have to do with each other?

Apparently it has something to do with the cause the tyrant was rough.

Though I wondered if I could stick my neck in it just because I'm interested. I'm close to tyrants, and from now on I'm going to be close to Fiorina, so maybe you should know about it, even as much as I do.

For a moment, the tyrant pointed a sharp sign at me.

After all, I wonder what I don't want to talk about. I thought so, but the tyrant opened his mouth to me.

"Dragon treasure balls were supposed to be inherited by me if they were meant to be"

"Dragon Treasure Ball?

I listen back to words I don't even think about.

"Why does that little girl, the dragon's ally, get it? That's because he inherited the Dragon Treasure Ball of the Alliance Lord. '

It was unexpected.

Dragon Treasure Ball of the Dragon Alliance Lord!?

"Are you mistaken that dragon treasure balls can only be received by people?"

"Yeah, I was wrong"

I never thought I could let the Dragon Nation inherit Dragon Treasure Balls, not just people.

"So Fio took the Allied Lord's Dragon Treasure Ball from Leveria, and inherited it?

I don't think young Fiorina went there herself. But that's what you mean?

Tyrants, Guru, rattle their throats with a mixed look of frustration.

"The role I inherited from my predecessors was me, if it were me"

At Dragon Peak, a dragon called the Alliance Lord says it will serve to bring the Dragon Clan together.

Those chosen as the Alliance Lord will inherit a special dragon treasure ball that allows them to fly their will to the Dragon Nation living on Dragon Peak.

And the tyrant was raised and trained as the next Alliance lord.

But when earlier allies lost their lives. Someone took away the Dragon Treasure Ball of the Alliance Lord. And the newborn Fiorina, she inherited.

A tyrant who lightly suppresses emotions and speaks like other personnel.

But listening to me, I can't help but think that it's mad.

That I've worked hard. You can't be calm because what you've been trying to do isn't paying off, and you're deprived of what you were supposed to inherit, right?

Until the other day. Until the will flew in from Fiorina, even the tyrants, but other dragon tribes, apparently did not know who the Alliance Lord was.

He was looking for the one who rammed all over Dragon Peak and took the Dragon Treasure Ball, the one who inherited it, because he didn't even know the tyrant.

'But it doesn't matter to me anymore. I am not willing to stick to the Alliance Lord, nor am I going to look for the one who took it'

I can't feel any lies or lies in the tyrant's words.

I'm glad to hear more signs of a move into my current role than I have in the past.

Who took the Dragon Treasure Ball of the Alliance Lord? Given why young Fiorina could have inherited, the killer is likely to be squeezed. But now you don't have to look for the killer.

The victim's tyrant doesn't care anymore. You don't have to steam it back and cause problems.

Let's obey the will of tyrants here.

"By the way, why did your predecessors lose their lives?

If it was life expectancy or something, the heir tyrant would have been nearby, then I don't think the dragon treasure balls would have been taken.

'If you don't know, I'll tell you. My predecessors were dragon riders in Alta. Cursed and manipulated. "

"Wow, you did"

The new fact is, I'm the one that's gonna catch your face.

Cold sweat on the horrors of altera that will curse the Alliance Lord and make him a dragon rider.

"On the north side of Dragon Peak, sightings of the resurrected Alta are beginning to appear. Be careful. '

I wonder if that refers to the rubbing between dragon tribes that have become more tense. I wonder if you are referring to Fiorina, the current alliance lord.

Either way, the northern side of Dragon Peak, which is currently in the alert zone, will definitely be even rougher from now on.

Fiorina's a sign she's following us, but maybe her safety needs to be a top priority.

"Huh. The crappy exchange is over."

That's what I said, a tyrant who urges me with his gaze. I was there when I walked through my sights to be invited.

foot of the mountain range.

A creepy green object was stuck between the neglected trees.

"Wow, what's that!? Big."

and a very viscous, liquid-like body. Moving slowly, like crawling on the ground when wet. And when the grass touches the demon's body, the smoke rises hard and dissolves.

The demon gradually increases his body as he melts and absorbs the plants he touches.

Slowly moving under his eyes, the figure was a dragon-like giant.

"Kinkin"

In your arms, Ares trembles when you sift.

Sure, this is dangerous.

If the neglected grass trees are being nourished and grown, they may grow at a terrible rate if we break into the deep woods ahead.

"You'd better get rid of this in a hurry."

Did the tyrant agree with me, too, to head to the giant green software demon, where the tyrant emits flamethrows?

Red lotus flames swallow demons.

Ghost, a woody scream rose from the demon.

But that's all.

As the tyrant's flames subside, the demon slowly moves out again and swallows the nearby trees.

You evaporated just a little with the heat of the flames, your body seemed to shrink slightly, but the demons that absorbed the trees were getting huge again.

'Yes, trouble!

When a tyrant tried to visit an oversized flame. All of a sudden, several giant grains of green flew in from the demon.

"Huh, is that what you hit?"

Tyrants use sharp swirls and easily avoid demonic attacks.

But me and Ares on our backs aren't a bunch of things. I finally cling desperately to the rough moves to avoid being shaken down.

And after the demonic attack subsided, I saw a shocking sight.

The flying green grain, after being shunned by tyrants, lost momentum and fell to the ground. But the green grain was a demon. The grains that absorbed the grass trees that fell ahead, just like the main body, begin to become huge.

This is troublesome!

Endure the tyrant's flames, attack me and it will split and increase the number by countless. And the increased demons individually absorb grass trees and become huge.

If you don't finish it early, it's gonna be a big deal.

Did the tyrant also realize the danger of demons, firing a series of flamethrows?

The grains unleashed on the attack evaporate with the flames of tyrants. However, countless more grains are released from the body, without decreasing the number.

"Eh, I don't know!

The tyrant growls and unleashes an oversized flame on the demon.

The fireworks swallowed demons with nearby grass trees.

Just like earlier, a ghost screams like a tree. Little by little, but start shrinking that body.

As he swirled over the sky, the tyrant pursued him further.

It rains the dragon technique like rain and ends the separation.

Overwhelmingly aggressive, I just bypass the tyrants on their backs.

Yeah, I guess I needed to come.

But my question is dispelled by the tyrant's tongue.

The demon was peeling.

of the surface, wet the flame-burned part, and detaches it, trying to evacuate only the remaining part.

My body was getting smaller one turn, but you were mad, allowances and gradually I started skipping the split.

'Yes. Can we deal with such a troublesome guy? We're leaving!'

"Yeahhh!

I'm surprised to look back at the tyrant's irresponsible remarks.

'This is a place of old age jurisdiction. I don't know. "

"No, no. Let's get the job done right to the end."

"Do you know how troublesome that is?"

I am not a strong enemy. I'm sure the tyrants who are completely evading the other attack are more overwhelmingly strong. But I can't get endurance and separation.

Even if you try to burn with flames, disconnect the burned areas and escape. And absorb the grass again, and become huge. That's the same for splits, and if you get a little out of hand, it's going to grow instantly.

It's just a natural place to be around, but it's a tough opponent.

But you can't leave me alone because it's troublesome. If this absorbs more and more forests and turns toward the Dragon Nation village, it will be a big deal.

Somehow, we have to get rid of it.

"I'll do my best, so will Levaria."

To my favor, Guru is a tyrant squealing his throat dissatisfied.

The first way I came up with it as a means.

That's it, that. I think I have a technique that might help quickly!

Even if you separate them, you just have to collect them!

It was Ares in my arm who watered me down with motivation.

"Do you dance here?

Ugh, I was. The technique we developed yesterday used the dragon pulse that sprang up when we were dancing dragon swords.

I'm depressed.

But you should be able to cover tyrants with other dragon techniques. Reinvigorate your temper and work out your dragon temper.

But Ares spoke to me again.

"I'm always hanging in there, stick with me"

Dust, and smiling Ares. And then he slipped out of my arm and started walking.

Not the back of a tyrant. Over the sky.

I felt the wooden knife of the spirit tree on my right hip swelled and swelled the signs.

Tyrants who keep flying. Avoid occasional demonic attacks in rough motion.

Ares walking in the air doesn't leave, as if the space is connected to a fiercely flying tyrant.

And I saw a stranger phenomenon. [M]

"Ares......?

My stare ahead. Still walking in the air, Ares, who proceeded to the overhead area of the tyrant, had changed her appearance from that of a young girl to that of an adult woman.

Something caught the face of the tyrant who looked up.

"The concubine is the essence of the spirit tree. All things, obey the concubine."

A voice full of majesty, like I've heard somewhere someday.

From the palms gently raised, the grain of light fell zero.

The grain of light slips through the tyrant and descends into the earth.

Then the earth began to sound.

Trembling vibrations are transmitted low to us above, and the trees shake violently.

And while me and the tyrant stare at each other. A giant hole appeared in the earth, swallowing the splashy splinter and the body of the demon to the bottom of the Naruto.