We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Heh... heh. Ha ha!

Oh, the slatton's broken.

Slutton jumped on the back of Ground Dragon Duranell laughing as he couldn't help but endure the awful atmosphere.

Duranell regains his sanity by being crossed by Slutton and tries to roar and rave again.

"Follow me, it's Duranell! I'm in charge of your life. If you don't listen to me, I won't understand."

Duranell wrathfully throats at Slutton's scream. But I grew up following Slutton's orders.

Being held by life means that Duranell is possibly cursed with a dagger of dragon killing attributes.

Why is Slutton using the ground dragon? Where did you get the dagger? Some questions arise.

"Huh. Get up there and it's mine."

Slutton, crossing Duranell's neck, looks down at me with a disgusting grin, changing the pulling look he had just made.

"What do you say, it's Elnea. I'm a dragon knight now! This is my final weapon. Don't think you're the only one who can obey the Dragon Clan. I haven't been pulled out by you. Ha-ha-ha!

...... I don't know what that means.

Why is Slutton turning his back on me? And I'm not following the Dragon Clan.

As I leaned my neck, the twin princess sighed loudly behind me.

"Slutton is an idiot after all."

"I knew Slutton wouldn't understand."

"Ha. Why is that, twins?

"You said yourself you were a dragon knight."

"At that point, Ernea, I'm losing to you."

"What the hell!?

"Ernea, you are the Dragon King."

"A knight is one who obeys a king."

"... Huh!?

Wow, there's no forgiveness. I think that's something you shouldn't even notice.

Slutton, exasperated, was pulling his face again.

"The Dragon King?

Do you regret being crossed by Slutton, Duranell looking at me with his fangs out and his face crooked?

"Yeah. Nice to meet you. I'm Elnea Ease, the Dragon King."

"The people are the dragon king..."

"Yeah. It's rare, isn't it?

'Unusual...... or do you understand the word?

"I mean words. Because you have a dragon heart, you can feel your will."

"Guru. I didn't know there was such a person in the people... '

Duranell stares at me like he forgot what a relieved slatton he is on his back.

The reason Duranell turns hostility to Sluttons and people is surely out of pride as a dragon clan. I don't know how he became Slutton's dragon rider, but I can assume that watching Duranell's attitude was unintentional.

You must be cursed with a dragon killer dagger and obeying it reluctantly. Still, if I showed a gap, I guess the fact that I was trying to attack Slutton isn't even well tuned.

Until now, Ids may have held Duranell back trying to run wild.

But my curiosity as a dragon clan still seems to be with me.

I've been staring at you like you deserve me as a dragon king even though I'm a human race.

"The dragon men named Ido were dragon kings, too."

"Yeah. I've never met him, but he's a dragon king, too."

Are you saying you're as good as that man?

"There's a lot going on in the Dragon King."

Slutton knew Ido was the Dragon King, didn't he?

And yet you still don't know what it means to stick with me in a weird breeze.

"Ernea, you are the Dragon King after all..."

Pompous, and Crescio groaned in Luiseine's arms.

"Yes, I am."

Luiseine smiles proudly.

Slutton said, "Elnea, if you were the Dragon King, you'd be a dragon obedient."

"Well, don't call me stupid."

"You idiot. 'Cause the twins aren't right. The Dragon Knight is obviously worse than the Dragon King."

"Damn, that's..."

"Maybe no one pointed it out to you, Slutton?

"Yeah. 'Cause it's so stupid..."

Crescio, who deflects attention.

... Poor Slutton.

Listeer and everyone else noticed. But no one could say anything that would break Slutton's heart.

Knowing the facts of the shock, Slutton's eyes were already dying.

"And anyway. I think Duranell is a comforting ally!

"Phew, there's no reason for me to obey you if you're the Dragon King."

"Yeah. Right. So please. Will you defeat the Demon Clan with me?

"No."

Huh, and Duranell pointing that way.

That's the same, isn't it? From the perspective of the Dragon Clan Duranell, there is no other human resource for fighting between people and the Demon Clan.

"I don't have a choice."

Everything doesn't work. Even the Dragons don't cooperate.

Just because we had a conversation doesn't make sense to me.

Duranell's ethnic distrust seems deep-rooted.

I'd rather have a little more power right now, but I can't enforce it.

Even Duranell, who has a dagger stabbed in his neck and ultimately has to obey Slutton's orders, can't give me orders.

Yeah, we can't even let Slutton give orders.

The Dragon Knights of the Kingdom of Yortenitos are transforming. The distorted relationships that teach and subjugate and command from an absolute standpoint are changing.

I'm trying to form a bond of trust, mainly with Philelle and Asha.

So if you say you're a dragon knight, ask Slutton to imitate that as well.

Nevertheless, how can I persuade Slutton to open up Duranell to you right now in this situation? So troubled, disturbing signs gushed from the ruins behind me.

"Mr. Elnea!

Louiseine's warning flies.

Are you lucky or bad?

Seeing it, a necromancer emerged from the entrance, who had not lost his way through the ruins that had turned into a labyrinth.

Not if you're persuading Slutton or Duranell.

Pull out the white sword and set up.

Ares held Priscia over. Niemia looks up and becomes alert.

But there, a giant arrow flew in from the dragon forest just south.

When a powered arrow hits a skeleton soldier, it blows his whole body to pieces. Another arrow penetrating the ghost purifies the surrounding Necromancer when it gives him a clean water splash.

In an instant, all the dead spirits gushed from the ruins were wiped out.

"Mr. Carly!

In response to my voice, the warriors emerge from the nearby dragon forest armed with young grass colored outfits and leather armor.

"Mi, the ear clan..."

"Why is the Ear Clan here..."

Slatton and Crescio were amazing, eyes and mouth wide open.

"Ah, it's Carly"

Priscia waves loudly at my side.

"Oops, this kid has ears too..."

Slutton, you've noticed by now.

Though it was a noisy development, I didn't expect to overlook Priscia's characteristically dripping long ears.

Not yet, Slutton.

Not if you're swallowing.

The Necromancers let the overflowing number say something, and they are gradually wandering the labyrinth. So it's not strange whenever the next bunch shows up again.

"Elnea, what the hell is this?

"Yeah. That's..."

I'm Mr. Carly, who approached me on behalf of you, but I'll be on alert to Duranell the Ground Dragon and stop my leg. Instead, I walk over and explain the situation.

"The demons..."

Breathtaking Mr. Carly.

The other warriors also guard the entrance to the ruins with a tense face.

Slutton stared at Duranell as if he had fallen in love with the warriors of the Ear Elders.

Yeah. Dealing with the Ear Elders is now a priority over dealing with Slutton.

We got word there were signs of demons outside the Dragon Forest.

"You're a grandfather."

"Oh. So I'm here to see how it goes... and that's just how the Demon Army handles it. Besides, when it comes to pushing from the west and north..."

"It's okay. Mr. Carly, please give priority to the guardianship mission."

"But then the kingdom of the people..."

Thankfully.

Mr. Curly, the Long Ear Clan is tasked with protecting the Dragon Forest. And yet, I can't believe you're worried about a nation of people.

"Really, it's okay. Please protect the dragon forest with all your might, Mr. Carly. We'll take care of it outside the woods. And..."

I smiled at Carly, who looked worried, pointing to the east sky.

A sky dominated by more and more clouds. Beneath that cloud, I saw a shining being in the light only for a moment.

"Ooh!

I head to the east sky and wave big. Priscia and Ares imitate and wave both hands.

Can you recognize us? I don't need to worry about anything.

The glow of a grain glowing in the far eastern sky gradually grows.

The look on the faces of Slutton and Carly, who were invited by our gaze to see the eastern sky, turned to surprise.

Those who flew in from the east sky.

It was the Flying Dragon Knights, led by the Golden Winged Dragon Yugra-sama.

Master Yugra and more than ten Flying Dragon Knights are coming under cloudy skies.

Master Yugra can clearly recognize you even at such a distance that you cannot identify yourself as a person. Besides, my mind rides the dragon-heart and reaches a distance far from my voice.

Yugra-sama, who recognized me in the far east sky, flew straight this way.

"How could the Flying Dragon Knights... and what is that leading Big Winged Dragon!?

You don't know the Sluttons who made a mistake with us in the kingdom of Yortenitos.

"Mr. Elnea!

The Flying Dragon Knights reach over the Wang capital and swirl. On behalf of the Flying Dragon Knights, Master Yugra is heading this way and descending. A boy waving at us on the surface, trying to get himself out of that back. That's exactly what it was, Philelle.

"Filrell!"

I wave loudly at Philelle, too.

When Master Yugra lands on the vacant land, Filel descends on the surface and says thank you to Master Yugra. And he came running over here fine.

"I'm here to help!

"How did you know the king's capital was in danger?

I immediately realized that the Flying Dragon Knights had flown in from the eastern sky. But it's unexpected that Firrell will lead the Feilong Knights to this crisis.

Anyway, if it's just Master Yugra, that means he came with a regular flying dragon. If we count backwards, a few days ago we would have left the other side knowing about the crisis in the kingdom of Arms.

Even we just found out about the demon movement this morning, so why?

"Actually, notice that a woman is disturbed at the ruins of the Kingdom of Yortenitos. We rushed here."

"A woman?

"Yes."

Philelle replies loudly and looks back to Master Yugra.

One woman jumped gently from Yugra-sama's back looking out to land and guard her surroundings.

The red dot with you, it's not Mareina.

Unlike Mareina, who is feminine and soft, she looks good in her own way. If I hadn't heard of a woman beforehand from Philelle, I might have mistaken her for a man for a moment.

An admirable woman comes running over with beautiful blonde hair tied up and doughed.

"She's Mr. Sefina. For some reason, I'm an adventurer familiar with the ruins and dragonflies."

The woman approaching seems to be named Mr. Sefina.

When I ran over in light footsteps and tried to say hello to Mr. Sefina, who had a ridiculous grin.

My voice rose from an unexpected place.

"Oh, not Sefina."

Hey, it's Sefina.

"Oh, my sisters!

"" Yeah eh!!

The voices of me and Philelle fell on me.