We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Because of too much momentum, Luilala collapses into a frontal position with my kick. Just there, a sharp thrust of slatton looms.

"Guuuuuu"

Louis Lara's chest was pierced by Slatton's blue-white, luminous sword.

Too much! I don't think. I deserve it. Whatever it is, I feel like slashing it from behind, too.

But I guess it doesn't work for Luilara to this extent.

You, with Slutton's sword stabbed in his chest, Luilara looked back like she was in trouble.

"Terrible, Ernea, you are. You're worse than the Demons."

"Yeah, I shouldn't because you don't weigh yourself"

"... e, ernea!?

Whoa, that wasn't if you were chatting with Louis Lara.

Slutton wasn't keeping up with the situation in front of him, or he looked at this one with his eyes on it.

Though it's just confusing, it's a boulder around pulling out the sword that stabbed Luilara in the chest and staying alert.

"Slutton, I'll explain later. Let's get out of here!

"Yes, no, but... we need to defeat this demon clan"

"And more!

"It's terrible. You're gonna take me down later, aren't you?

"Since you're going to hit Slutton, it must have been a mess. Slutton, let's just ignore this demon clan and move fast from here."

Ignored Ruirala's bullshit and tried to make an escape in a hurry. And find Crescio squatting painfully behind Slutton.

"Crescio!"

Slutton was wary of the Ruirala of the Demons and hesitated to see how they would move. But you cared about Crescio's presence, and your gaze retreats to her as you point at Luilara.

And as he held Crescio, he never began to run towards the exit.

We run after Slutton, too.

Ask how Crescio is as Luiseine walks with Slatton. The twin princesses hold Priscia and Ares back and run after them. Niemia is over Priscia's head.

I worked with Louis Lara.

I don't have time to relax and talk in the ruins.

The luminescence in the room of the first ancient ruins we were in was diminishing, but it is unclear how long it will last. And I don't even know when it will glow again.

The Necromancers who have been transferring from that room that emits light may be pushing over.

It was unexpected that Slutton was at the destination, but I've been assured that he was there. This must still be a ruin in the vicinity of King's Capital in Armuad.

Slutton must be wondering what's going on.

But you were most worried about Crescio's health, and I held her and kept running in the lead.

We're going after Slutton desperately, too, with escape as our top priority.

And we all escaped the ruins by running down a corridor that turned into a familiar view along the way.

Breathe out, everyone.

Slatton lowers Crescio to the ground once. In doing so, he threw a questionable glance at me.

"Hey, Elnea. What the hell is going on here?

Slutton's eyes saw slight hostility and confusion.

You can't even do it, can you?

Demons are horrible. Enemies of the people.

Plus, Slutton probably kept fighting the Necromancers until we moved.

And from the same place as the Necromancers, we emerged.

You can't tell me not to doubt that we might be part of the Demon Clan.

After Slutton saw me, he saw Louiseine and the twin princesses behind him.

"Louiseine and... fu, twins..."

Why not? Slutton is making her face pull by looking at the twin princesses more than she sees Louis Lara.

I also felt it when they called me to a tea party like the one you met in the outhouse, but the soldiers and sluttons are too wary of the twin princesses' ruinous words and deeds.

Not when you get used to it, huh?

"Just a few more moments to rub the situation together."

Say it. I leave Slutton's gaze at first, and I approach the twin princesses. And take the hands of Priscia and Ares, who were held by both of us.

When I receive the two young girls from the twin princesses, I bring them down to the ground.

Get down on your knees, match the height of the same gaze as the toddlers, and do me a favor.

"I want the Necromancer not to come out of the ruins."

"Mnh-mnh-mnh, good luck"

"It's up to you"

Priscia and Ares with a full smile.

"Elnea, you're asking for something horrible."

"Elnea, I'm asking you to do something terrible."

"Mr. Ernea..."

What? Why do Louiseine and the twin princesses look at me like I'm in trouble?

'Cause this is the only way, isn't it?

You can't destroy the ruins, can you? Or, I know the Necromancers will overflow and I can't even leave them alone.

Then...

Priscia and Ares joyfully held hands together and twirled out.

And cast a spell like fun.

"With Priscia."

"Ares'"

"" Relic Labyrinth!!

Your, and the low ground sounded with the powerful words of the young girls.

"Hey, what!?

Looking around like Slutton was bewildered as he lay down Crescio.

"Ruin training from next year is going to be tough."

Luiseine groaned blushly.

I don't have a choice.

This is the only way you could have done it!

I feel signs of underground noise with vibrations and earthquakes. And after a while, Qing Loneliness returned with the end of the toddler girl's little leap.

Yeah, it's not silence.

It's a slight gap in the commotion.

Turning his gaze to Wang Du, several muscles of black smoke were rising.

The hustle and bustle gradually begins to reach ears that were earthquake and paralyzed.

Soldiers screaming. Strange voice of the demon clan. The building collapses and I feel the swing of the air where magic, spells, and magic fly.

As Milly reported, the kingdom of Armuard was in the demonic invasion.

How many demons have broken into the king's city?

I wonder if the guards, the Royal Army, the brave adventurers and priests are able to fight.

The anxiety and agitation that springs up.

But just try harder and bear with it.

Looking in the direction of the king's capital, there was a man who had stormed his lower body.

"Thank you both."

I've been hugging you, Priscia. I'll give you a compliment and give you a hug.

Priscia smiled contentedly that she was happy to have been of service to me.

"It's a jerk-off."

"Yeah. I know."

I nod at Ares' advice.

No matter how many ruins you labyrinth, if thousands of Necromancers transfer to me, they will eventually overflow and come out.

It seems Ares, who exhausted the power she had accumulated in her battle with Orta, can't be an adult for a while. So this is the best I can do right now.

Lily should be working hard for me on the other side, but it's going to be hard to wipe out the Necromancer Army by herself. Anyway, Necromancer and Lily share the same dark attributes. Incompatible.

And if you realize that our signs have disappeared from the ruins, you should withdraw without force.

I don't think he's dead, do you?

Because you smelled my dragon qi, I trust you will notice that I transferred to this one.

Maybe Niemia should have left it over there? And I jokingly thought, like Niemia was in trouble over Priscia's head, and then I rang.

Forget the joke.

Now, we and Slutton have to rub each other's information using the respite that the young girl created.

In the meantime, Slutton, who followed my instructions, it's time to cut the paralysis.

"Hey, Elnea. It's time to explain. I don't know what that means."

You see.

So I run over to Slutton again.

Slutton is dropping his knees himself to lay down Crescio.

Run over and see how Crescio looks first.

I'm trying to suffer, but I don't think I'm hurt.

Perhaps you are debilitated by the use of too much curse.

Luiseine dampens the cloth with the water from the water bottle and gently wipes the sweat of Crescio. But if it's debilitating, even the witch can't apply her hand, and it seems to be best to lean on her.

When I made sure Crescio wasn't traumatized or in danger of life, I started by putting in an explanation here.

That the Necromancers have been transferred from the ancient ruins in northern Dragon Peak. That we came from there, too. And I only summed up the main points about the impending army of demons from the north and west, besides here.

"There are more than 30,000 demonic armies..."

Slutton to extinguish.

Are you conscious, in Slatton's arms, Crescio was pale in the face and trembling.

"Oh, we rushed to the king's capital knowing there was an imminent crisis... I can't believe the demons attacked us on a massive scale"

"Yeah. I'm sorry. It's only in the morning that we've figured out the movements of the Demon Clan."

Slutton can't hide the upset. Still, Slutton next explained our situation to us.

"Listeners and ids are all over the city of the king's capital."

We don't need a detailed explanation of each other's faculties. Because that's where Ido and Millie find out about each other.

Still, Slutton was surprised to have a twin princess beside me.

"Anyway. You don't have time to relax here."

Say it, Slutton, and leave the cuddled creecio with Louiseine.

"Mr. Slutton?

Louiseine turns the gaze of doubt to Slutton.

"Please, take Criscio to a safe place."

"Slutton?"

Crescio also turns to the look of doubt.

"The demons are pushing us in the army, aren't they? Then I have to do what I can as a brave man."

"... Slutton!

Slutton distancing himself from us and dropping his gaze into his own shadow.

You guessed something, and Crescio screamed as he moved into Luiseine's arms.

"Criscio, I'm sorry... but I'm not personal enough. I'm gonna have to use that one now!

"No, Slutton! You can't control that in this situation. In the absence of Ids, you are in danger of your life...!

"Ugh! There are times when a man has to risk his life to do it!

Urgent slatton and crescio air. We don't know why, we just have to watch.

And Slutton decided something and put his hand on the shadow at his feet.

"Now show me that power! Come on, Duranell!!

Responding to Slutton's words, the shadows thrive.

The black shadow extends greatly, swells up and changes into one form with mass.

In front of us breathtaking stares, the shadow of a giant slatton roared.

"Mr. Slutton..."

Luiseine looks up with Crescio in her arms.

"Slutton......"

I was looking up, too, beside Louiseine.

Luilala enjoys herself. smile.

Priscia and Ares were making their eyes glitter.

And the twin princess squeaks.

"... a dragon."

"You're so small."

"... what?

Everyone was stopping the movement.

Who Slatton invoked with his temper, growled and bravely emerged from the shadows. It was exactly, a black scaled ground dragon showing dark attributes.

But...

It's small!

Scattered on Dragon Peak, from us who have seen the Ground Dragons, we quickly know that it is a child dragon smaller than a lid.

And to the unhesitant words of the twin princesses, Slutton was solidifying with his eyes pointed.

Ground dragon Duranell, who appeared to intimidate everything, was also eyeing and solidifying Niemia, who was indulgent on top of Priscia's head.

The rest of us were hardened by this situation, or the relentless penetration of the twin princesses, which breaks Slatton's masculine determination and Crescio's sense of despair.

... what am I supposed to do, this situation!