We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Filrell for Master Yugra. Lyla for tyrants. Everyone else gets on Niemia's back and goes south down Dragon Peak.

Heading straight east is a quick airway, but then a lot of things go wrong.

If three giant dragons fly out of Dragon Peak, the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Arms will be in havoc.

There are tyrants in particular, and there are no Fei Long Knights. We cannot allow them to pass through the sky at present.

So it was decided to go south once and go east through the dragon forest.

I wondered if I didn't have to say no to old Sleighsta, though.

"Hey. It's about that other guy. You'll realize it's us right after you enter the realm. We can't get to that place from the sky, so let's just keep passing. You can come home with a souvenir story."

And Master Yugra told me.

He didn't tell Filrell everything about Sleighsta Old and the Dragon Forest, so he was inclined to the neck with no sense, but we're convinced. Mistral said that's okay, too, so it doesn't seem to be a problem.

Speaking of which, Mr. Ashel returned easily from Dragon Peak to Moss Square, but I guess that's where he praises the ancient species of dragon.

Next time I get a chance to see you again, let me make you realize how awesome Mr. Ashel is.

After sufficiently southbound, we finally proceed east.

The journey in the sky was so smooth.

While flying through the sky of Dragon Peak, you will not be lucky enough to run into demons or warcraft. There are no dangerous organisms, as the sky above the dragon forest is the watchful realm of old Sleighsta.

The Warcraft still live in the Dragon Forest, but never bothered to represent the three giant dragons in front of them.

"Yeah, isn't it too far south?

I can't help but think. 'Cause even if you look north, there's a forest going on all the time.

I don't care how many invisible air routes you've chosen, I wonder if it's too far south.

"Shut up and follow me, but it's good"

Looks like you're headed southeast under Master Yugra's lead.

He said he was enjoying his empty journey wondering if it had any purpose. It appeared with a green vision ripped open.

I wonder if I could see the beautiful surface of the water as far as I could see, as if it reflected the blue of the sky on the surface, instantly spreading all under my eyes.

If you are a flying dragon at a high speed, what you see at the end of your sight turns into a view directly beneath you without setting it apart.

Everyone breathes in the scenery beneath their eyes, which in an instant has changed from green to water.

Further south of the dragon forest, I recall a story about a huge lake.

When I first saw the view of the water. At first, I thought it was the ocean that covers the continent. But I remember the legend, and I know this is the lake.

Niemia lowers altitude and flies through surface sludge.

Priscia and Ares embark on themselves and try to touch the water splash that jumped at the wind pressure. I don't fall because I have Niemia's hair wrapped around my body. Me and Mistral are finally going to catch them so they don't get too violent.

"It's beautiful down there."

"You should take a look."

Follow the words of the twin princesses and peek into the water from Niemia's back.

We are all amazed by the beautiful picture of Niemia flying on the surface of a clear lake.

It's like a mirror of water.

It's not only Niemia, it's also picturing clouds in the sky, and it's fantastic.

When I was fascinated, the water surface was severely disturbed, along with intense water sounds.

Everyone will be flooded by the water splash that has struck us with momentum.

"Here, what are you doing!

Mistral yells at the killer.

"Wow, it's not me."

Lila, wet all over her body, rushes to deny it.

That's right. There's no way you're the killer.

"Huh. Angry to this extent is a narrow-minded dragon princess. '

Yes. The killer was a tyrant.

The tyrant is pissed off by Mistral, but when he plunges into the lake many times, he plays with the water splash up.

I guess it's my fault. I feel like tyrants are the most haunted.

Every time I repeatedly fly after storming the water with momentum many times, Lyla standing on my back screams like she's having a good time.

Or Mr. Lyla. How can you stand on the back of a rampaging tyrant?

"Mmm, sounds like fun"

I envy you with my fingers, Priscia.

"Let's have it done next time."

"Yeah!"

I can't ask Niemia to do it now. Anyway, it's not just us on the back, it's some luggage.

If you play like a tyrant and unload it, it's gonna be a big deal.

Niemia flies with pleasure just above the water. Tyrants who run into or fly into the lake and play. And Master Yugra, who flies gracefully in a slightly higher position.

Oh, Philelle's looking down at us with envy.

Not yet.

So we need to get to a relationship where Yugra-sama can tell me that I want to play too.

At some point, the dragon forest is not even visible one scale, the lake and blue sky as far as I can see.

If you think there are deep woods, there are some rugged mountains. And some lakes are as big as they seem to spread infinitely. The world is huge.

Intense in unimaginable natural majesty.

After we enjoyed flying over the lake for a while, we decided to return to the dragon forest on the north side to rest.

"Omizumi Omizumi"

It's cold.

Early landing. Priscia rides Fiorina's back, Ares rides Reem's back and imitates the play the tyrant was playing.

The women were also scolding the view of the lake as they wiped their wet clothes and hair with a clean cloth.

However, only Lyla was so wet that she had to change, she was in the back of the woods and dressed.

While the king of the kingdom of Jortenithos is flying to the king's capital of his country because of his seriousness. I was wondering if it was a little careless, and when I asked Firrell, he was also looking at the landscape in a pleasant way.

"I'm concerned about His Majesty's condition, but I won't recover from rubbing all my attention here. Besides, I wonder if it would be nice to water a little kid where he enjoys it. Of course I feel in a hurry. But I'm sure we're going east as fast as possible on Master Yugra's back. So, no problem."

That's why. I guess you're thinking more adults than I am. [M]

The young girls, who get wet and play, just have to know what they're going to do to the kingdom of Yortenitos, play with all their strength.

Usually the angry Mistral and Luiseine also made the toddlers do whatever they wanted now.

If everyone was so happy, I guess I should have come to this lake sooner. I completely forgot the very existence of the lake, so it feels out of season to come.

We'll all be sure to come next summer.

After a frequent break, the flight was now to continue along the dragon forest and the abyss of the lake.

Master Yugra said that if we continue like this, we will go out to the great river that flows through the border between the kingdoms of Armuad and Jortenitos.

Once you have made your way to the Great River, you will go north from there and enter the flatlands of the Kingdom of Yortenitos.

"You can fly all the way to the King's Capital, but people will have trouble with it"

"Say?

"Three dragons who don't belong to the Dragon Knights, suddenly show up in the capital of the people. It will be a fuss. Besides, we're all Levaria."

Yeah. It's easy to imagine. It would be a terrible mess if only a flying dragon flew into the king's capital of the kingdom of Armuard. No matter how many people are on the back of a dragon, it's definitely a big problem.

And if anyone knows a tyrant scattered to interrupt the Fei Long hunt, it's visible that it won't just be.

"Shall I ask Ashel's daughter to be smaller?"

"Nha?

'It is better to reduce irritation as much as possible. Let's take my luggage.'

This meant that Niemia became smaller before entering the kingdom of Yortenitos, and the luggage on its back was to be carried by Master Yugra.

"What shall I do to sort the rides"

When I see a tyrant, I get my gaze off.

There's only one way. I'll get on it first and convince him to stay on the move.

When I rode on the back of a tyrant with a spatial leap, Lyla climbed up.

Hi Lyla is a big favorite of tyrants. I can't believe you chose the back of a tyrant when you said it was a good opportunity to get on Master Yugra's back.

"I envy you. Please give us a ride."

says Luiseine.

Speaking of which, with the exception of a young, deserted toddler, you've only ever ridden me and Lyla on the back of a tyrant.

"Yeah. I'll try to convince Levaria."

Then I look at the tyrant and laugh mean.

What do you think I am?

The tyrant flies wildly when he raises the growl of dissatisfaction.

I hang on in a hurry. By its side, Lyla stands calmly.

"Lyla. Why are you standing?

It's not a dimension that says you have an excellent sense of parallelism. Even if a tyrant tilts his body, he won't let it be slight beneath his feet. There are no signs of slipping or swaying.

"It feels better to be standing than sitting down."

No, you're not.

It was a bad way of saying it.

"Why can you stand?

To my question, Lyla leaned her neck for some reason.

"I'm sticking around, intertwining Master Levaria's dragon temper with mine."

What a clever thing to do.

I wonder if this will be a lila flow dragon technique.

While admiring Lila's strange dragon technique, she checked backwards, and Yugra-sama, with the rest of us on board, was chasing after us with a cold gaze.

"Push everything on me."

The heart of condemnation is conveyed by the dragon-heart.

Sorry. I was going to take about a toddler girl...

Thus, after a few rest breaks, we head east.

Niemia had previously said that even the king capital of the kingdom of Jortenithos could fly in a day from Dragon Peak. But this time Master Yugra and the tyrant are together, and the unfamiliar journey of the sky seems to consume unexpected physical and mental strength.

I'm fine, but the women seemed pretty tired.

And is Mistral just fine, too, when she landed near the campsite in the evening, she started preparing dinner alone.

The kingdom of Yortenitos is only a short distance away. Looks like we can go further if we're serious, but as Master Yugra pointed out, they're going to use all of tomorrow's day to slowly cross the kingdom of Yortenitos to avoid being useless alert.

No one thinks it's not if you're making room for it. Anyway, it was this morning that I got the news from the knights of the kingdom, and I'm already traveling to the border. And as early as tomorrow evening, we will arrive in the King's Capital.

Walking takes just under two days to get about sixty days. I'm sure there's no other way to travel like this than with us.

According to the story of Filel, even the Flying Dragon Knights travel between the king capital of the kingdom of Jortenitos and the king capital of the kingdom of Armuad takes four days.

A group of toddler girls who get tired of playing and sleep. Women who drain and relax unexpectedly. Philelle looks pretty tired, too, but she takes care of Yugra-sama for what it's worth with the three of you.

And I start preparing dinner with the busy Mistral. [M]

Tomorrow we finally enter the seemingly turbulent kingdom of Yortenitos. Let's have a cheerful dinner tonight and get ready for tomorrow.

The day was to have a quiet evening, sandwiched by the sound of the forest breeze and the sounds of the lake's various waves.