We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"A miracle."

Someone said.

You don't know exactly what I did.

I was in a state of contention for a moment, so I proceeded with my treatment in a forceful mood. So you're not supposed to understand how the witch took her life and what's going on with the status quo.

The inhabitants roar with joy when they see the expression and breath of a witch whose anguished expression disappears and who is weak but at rest.

The clergyman is a miracle too. It's a miracle, I hugged the witch, whining over and over.

Rhinorrhoea panacea is a healing drug that can give you absolute confidence if it is not native to something. Even if the wounds you receive are lethal, you can save them as long as you retain your life.

It was shown to me by Louiseine, Lyla, and Levaria as living witnesses.

So this is not a miracle.

The life force of a witch who endured a fatal wound is amazing. It just so happens that Lyla discovered the scene and I was able to leave the Necromancer. And accidentally possessed a secret drug.

Miracles come from the goddess, not from a witch or a virgin.

I can't say I'm profoundly believing in God. I can't believe it's a miracle in my deeds, that's what Revaria says. It's disproportionate.

Oh, no. Mistakes.

I guess I didn't do a miracle like this, but the clean, right witch herself attracted a miracle.

Prayers like the admiration and inspiration around me were not directed at me, but at witches and goddesses.

... If you don't think so, you can't stand the hot gaze around you!

I have felt painful about the incident in the Kingdom of Yortenitos.

I don't need status, fame or money. [M]

I met Listeir and admired him strongly for something called a brave man. I dreamed of a life as powerful as he was and loved and admired by everyone.

But I don't deserve anything like that from a small citizen. Say it again and again. It's not a rating I had for my height.

I already got a great move called Dragon Sword Dance. I was tied up with the Mistrals and met some nice people.

That's all I'm hungry for.

I don't have anything more to want.

I don't want to be noble, and I don't want to be big rich. I don't need power. I'm just happy with what I'm grabbing in this hand right now.

From now on, I wish I could protect the precious things in my hands. Maybe wanting more than that is greedy.

I still think Listea is respectable, nice and well-dressed.

But he is no longer an admirer who stands at the end of the path I should strive for.

That's why my spirit didn't seem to stand up to the sight of praise that I could not hesitate to bathe from those around me.

If this happens, I'll have to use my wife's hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, how could you have been attacked by demons in a place like this?

Special, off topic!

It's a great topic to distract me from the question. [M]

The residents, who don't suspect this belly-black thought, made a scene, yes, they did.

"As a matter of fact, we were evacuating a small temple in a demonic raid. I was on my way to the Great Temple. But we were attacked by an earlier group here. If it's a minority, Lisene, the wife of the war witch, can deal with it..."

I see.

In case of trouble, one of the places where the inhabitants of the Wang capital evacuate is the temple.

The temple of temple religion is not the only great temple facing the boulevard of the king's capital.

It's a king's capital with only one flying breadth if it's on the wings of Levaria, but walking on the ground makes it quite a size. There is no way that residents of the entire Wang capital can go to the Great Temple.

Old people and busy people. Small temples had been established all over the place for the faithful and daily ceremonial people.

And because of its nature, the Temple is the home of the hearts and minds of the surrounding inhabitants, and an institution that serves as a refuge for emergencies.

That said, just because you're a small temple doesn't mean you have special defense equipment.

Even the Grand Temple does, but I can't let the kingdom hang around at all times. Let it be magic. Let it be a spell, the surgeon must continue to cast the spell in order to activate the junction.

Like the treasure of the Spirit Tree owned by the twin princesses, there is actually no convenient tool that can only be activated in any given case by keeping the force in place.

Furthermore, the small temple stands out. Because it is heterogeneous to the surrounding buildings.

And there is also a temple in the land of the demons. I mean, the Demons know what that building means.

Even if we evacuate, if we don't have a connection. Yeah, there was a witch, so the line could have been tight. But when people explicitly suspect their existence and search them, they find them easier than any other shelter.

No, they found it.

If they find us, we can no longer serve as a refuge.

A refuge built on the first condition that it hides itself from a flying dragon that originally flies through the sky. It consists of the premise that a flying Fei Long will not bother to go down to earth and dig up an underground shelter.

But the Demons are not. From the beginning, he travels through the earth, and if he finds out that the people are hiding, he will surely strike.

A recognized and prominent building, a small temple, became a vendetta.

These men, who took refuge in the temple, were found by the demons and escaped. And the only way to escape is the Great Temple.

I can't go to a nearby shelter. If found by demons on the move or while in captivity, the danger could even reach the first evacuees.

So you just had to go for the Grand Temple, even in the distance.

The Great Shrine continues to activate the kingdom. The powerful junction by the grand chant created a pillar of light towards the sky, continuing to protect the many inhabitants to be enclosed.

"I'm not a cleric warrior. My wife was the only one who asked for it. That was attacked here...... it really helped"

I smile at the priest who bows his head deeply, glad you helped.

I know very well that this witch is deeply admired not only by her husband's clergy, but also by the inhabitants.

We are all delighted by the wounds on our abdomen, and now we are all shoulder to shoulder and rejoicing as we forgot about the demonic raid.

Perhaps it was this witch's instructions that allowed us to evacuate the shelter quickly and move around.

The witch I saw again was in a state of unconsciousness, but still didn't seem to lose her cleanliness and correctness.

"So, what are we going to do?

It was Luilara who called me out like I read one paragraph.

You were coming down, weren't you?

Looks aristocratic good youth style, demonic Luilara. Whatever the contents, I'm glad he looks human.

If Luilala had a demonic appearance, fear would have descended on the residents again.

Most of all, it's desirable that Louis Lara isn't here, but if she is, I can't help it. I want you to stay adult.

From the arrow tip I think.

You stayed too long on this spot, and a new dead spirit began to appear from the alley with straw.

I wiped out all the dead spirits around me once. You felt signs of battle, and the Necromancers gathered from somewhere else.

A fright spreads among the inhabitants at the terrible appearance of ghosts and knights without necks.

If this happens, we will have to destroy the Necromancer again and move quickly.

I thought so and tried to get up, and a kid nearby was grabbing the hem of my clothes. A young woman screams and hugs me.

I'm in trouble!

Even as they responded, the inhabitants caught me with frightening instincts and couldn't move.

Even as we do this, the Necromancer is imminent.

But I don't know, one hell of a Necromancer was slaughtered by Luirala.

"Nice. I don't hate belligerents."

Luilara creepily breaks her expression at. And pull out the demon sword of your hips.

A reputable Necromancer knight for defense. But in front of Luirala's swordsmanship, it was a miscellaneous fish.

Seems like all you can do is defend yourself against Luilara. After hitting each other several times with swords and shields. The Necromancer fell before a series of sharp slaughters.

Neither do I want to compete with Luirala on one side of the defense. Luilara is a super first-rate swordsman, and her weaknesses don't work against her.

Luilala, who buried the Necromancer, sighed boringly.

I'm afraid of the look on my face for some reason.

"Absolutely not. My sword is not for the miscellaneous fish. Set up a battle, not to this extent."

Brooch.

I feel dark and deep signs that Luilara has never shown before.

A huge unidentified organism emerges from the bottom of the lake, a heavy, oppressive creepy killer that targets water prey.

Allez tied the line.

If Ares hadn't let her drive, the residents could have died just because of Louis Lara's unleashed killings. I've never seen Luirala so deeply and horribly murderous.

Luilara stares at the Necromancer with her dull, glowing gemstone-like eyes behind the lake. Only then will the Necromancer be terrorized and extinguished.

It was just a hellish landscape for the necromancers, as if they were symbols of death, to vanish in fear and boredom and suffering.

My whole body was shockingly wet with unpleasant sweat.

Reminded.

Luirala is near the Demon King of the Giants and a senior demon clan of the Viscount with parents of the Initial Clan.

I don't know exactly how powerful the original clan is. But there is such a thing that superior beings than demon kings don't like them to move freely and give and seal an environment where they can live without any freedom. An heir to that blood.

And one of the Demon King's favorites is the giant Demon King, who seems to be releasing his presence. There is no way that Luilara is just a superior demon clan.

Not even General Demon is at his feet. If you do poorly, you may be hiding the power of the Demon King.

Swordsmanship idiot?

No, I'm not. Because of that ability to make too many digits, we need to tie ourselves up or we'll have no one else.

Demon King opponents can only handle those with Demon King power. But if such forces bump into each other, not only will both sides suffer tremendous damage to their surroundings.

That's why we were tying ourselves up, sealing ourselves up, fighting to match our inferior opponents.

Overwhelming magic. The demon clan in line dies just because of the killing spirit that releases it. It is the devil tribe. We of the people will perish before our hands and feet reach out.

He prided himself on being able to fight more than each other in swordsmanship battles. But no. It was a swordsmanship battle that made it possible for us to be one another.

Know the horrors of Luilara and know the breadth of the world.

I can't believe I'm still here.

There's no way I can do a miracle like this.

Staring ahead, Luirala wiped out all the dead spirits with only the killing spirit to unleash.

"Oh, man. Don't make me do anything boring, please."

Luilala said, pulling in the horrible signs of the last minute, and smiling softly at me.

"Luilara...... thanks"

"It's disgusting. Elnea, when you thank me, I feel like my soul will be cut off."

"Thanks!"

"No, so don't try to sharpen it, right?

"Thank you, I appreciate it!

"Ugh, you are worse than your majesty, after all."

The gratitude is genuine. The way it was done was tyrannical, but it doesn't change that you wiped out the Necromancer on my behalf, who couldn't move.

So thank you. Whether Louis Lara's soul is shredded or extinguished, I thank her.

Whenever I repeated my words of gratitude, the children laughed out among the inhabitants who were solidified by fear as to whether Louis Lara was deliberately bored.

A child's laugh calls for salvation.

The tension was eased so that the adults could be caught, and the place began to ease.

It was a horrible killing and hellish landscape, but the look of Louis Lara was really helpful in a good youth style.

Fortunately, he hasn't been noticed as a demon yet. Because people don't have the ability to identify their species. And no way, you can't imagine being attacked by demons but also having demons on your side.

When the kids thanked me as well, I had to laugh just as louis laughed.

"Come on, I don't have time to be soothing. Because there won't be a second time, will there?

"Yeah. We'd better hurry up and move now."

That said, I don't know what to do.

Given these residents, it would be most desirable for me and Luirala to head to the Grand Temple while escorting them.

But considering the whole thing...

The western fort was probably broken.

Revalia and Lyla rushed me, but I don't know what the situation is.

If the situation is breaking into the king's city so that the demon army is overflowing from the western fort, it will be too late if we do not respond as soon as possible.

But I can't just leave these people like this.

Exactly the choice.

Ask Louis Lara to split it between two hands?

One of them heads to the west fort and the other goes for the Great Temple as he escorts these people.

Will Luilala do me a favor? [M] Will you honestly move?

Troubling for a few moments.

I do not consider myself a miracle performer, nor do I realize that I am a glorious and humane people who call in miracles.

But I'm still human.

I never lose hope.

This troubled situation will surely be overcome.

Did I make sense? [M]

I felt signs of nostalgia from the West.

Me looking west. Everyone looks west when they are followed.

Soil and dust rose, and it came running wild.

"Wow. It's a sign of the Demons!

"When we are demons, we are not our enemies"

Assault!

Those who showed up in groups.

That's chicken!

It wasn't, it was a flock of chicken dragons.

Chicken dragons thrust in with momentum that seems to leave a remnant.

"Destroy, you demon!

And the chicken dragon with the head running the lead bounces to hit a special body.

"Guuuuuu"

The tip that penetrated with fierce momentum was Luirala's abdomen.

"Oh, he's on our side!

My screams cut the sky.

The chicken dragons who jumped late in the head hit Luirala one after the other.

"Damn. What a setup"

Luirala sank into the Chicken Dragon's onslaught.