We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Mistral!"

I rush over to the Mistral, which is falling near the entrance to the village of Ear Long clan, and I can hug it.

"Ugh..."

A slightly distressed exhale leaked from Mistral's lips. However, the chest looks painfully up and down, and the focus of the eyes is only thin and open. With his vain eyes staring into the void, he tries to see me in his arms, responding to his voice and moving his hand. But a small cup fell from the palm of his hand, which fell powerless.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?

I can't imagine a situation where Mistral is down. Stronger than anyone and more attentive than anyone else, I can be puzzled and wolfed by the circumstances in which she was defeated.

What the hell happened to Mistral? What is happening in the village of the Ear Elders?

Carefully explore what's going on behind the village of the Ear Long clan while holding Mistral in a strong embrace.

The village of the Ear Elders, who usually fall asleep with the sunset, was full of hustle and bustle.

Someone's screaming I hear from time to time. The sound of several feet treading the ground reaches me. Behind the village, perhaps from around the central square, the light leaks and receives signs of spirits flying.

"Ernea... garlic... and..."

"Mistral, what the hell happened? Are you okay!?"

He seems to be slightly conscious. Mistral issues a warning. But I don't have enough strength to move my body, and I don't have the strength to keep my weight with me, Mistral.

I don't know what's going on, but should we retreat here once? Something is happening that even Mistral can't handle. Maybe it's better to go back to Moss Square and ask for Old Sleighsta's instructions. In some cases, we might need everyone's help.

Trying to get up with Mistral in his arms.

I stretched my body against the signs that something was rushing over here from behind the village.

"Mistral!"

A woman who used a real spatial leap and appeared right in front of me in an instant. That was Priscia's mother.

"What the hell happened!?

"Oh, Elnea. What's going on at this hour?

No, I'm the one asking the questions.

Unlike me, I feel uncomfortable with Priscia's mother, who is not nervous.

Look at me, look at the neat mistral in my arm. Next thing you know, Priscia's mother tilting her little neck. Chestnut rich long hair flutters and shakes beautifully.

"When Old Sleighsta told me to come here, Mistral was down. What the hell is on her?

"Oh, that's..."

Priscia's mother clouding her expression.

And he offered me the vessel he had in his hand.

"Let Mistral drink this for you"

Receive the vessel and check the contents.

Just water?

Even as I raise my doubts, I bring the vessel closer to my mouth trying to get Mistral to drink it as I was told. When I poured just a little water into the slightly open mouth, Mistral drank it for me.

"My fools hey..."

Priscia's mother explained the situation to me as I asked Mistral how I was slowly drinking water.

"Mistral came all the way here to apologize if Priscia doesn't make it to the village this year. Then the grandfathers didn't force this kid to drink. You brewed the Spirit Tree Shizuku, and the alcohol was very strong. I'm drunk..."

"Yep! So, Mistral's just drunk?

"Only, that's pathetic. Because Mistral is vulnerable to alcohol."

"Really?"

I didn't know that. I mean, I've never seen Mistral mouth alcohol before, speaking of which.

Priscia's mother told me to look at Mistral again.

An exalted face. Very luscious eyes. Just a little disturbed exhalation.

If you check in no hurry, there are no wounds all over Mistral like injuries. And a small cup that fell to the ground.

Was there alcohol in it?

The noise of the village of the Ear Long clan is also the noise of the festival, if searched calmly. It's the new year, and it's a rare all-night festival.

"Good... I'm in such a hurry"

I know how cheap Mistral is, and nervousness falls all over my body at once.

I sat on the ground holding Mistral back.

"Mistral got drunk, but he said he had to go home, so he ran away."

"He said he had run away... I mean, you kept getting drunk"

"I'm sorry. Hey. I'll scold the grandfathers so hard."

A group of elderly ear elders who flirt with even Mistrals. Don't be afraid!

"That's what Elnea came for, and could I leave Mistral to you?

"Yes. But can I take you home?

"Oh, why is that a question?

"'Cause you're here with Priscia's apology, aren't you? Don't I have to show my face for once, too?

"Heh heh, my child doesn't distract me too much. I'd rather apologize for Priscia. I don't want to see her again this year."

"Oh, I was. I'm older now, aren't I? Welcome and best wishes for this year"

"Heh heh. A decent greeting. Another time, we'll all be here before we tell Grandma Yuri."

"Yes, then..."

I was able to make sure Mistral was safe and protected. I could say hello to Priscia's mother, and I could beg for her free time.

Then let's go home, when I stood up with Mistral in my arms.

"Wahahaha! Mistral, don't let them get away with it."

A drunk attacked me.

"Ernea, I'll take care of this place. Go quickly!

"Yes, thank you for the rest!

As I fled from my drunken grandfather, I followed the village of the Ear Long Clan with a spatial leap while holding the princess.

Sequential spatial leaps to earn distance at once. With no rush, the spatial jump shortens the deep and wide dragon forest at maximum flight distance.

Keep jumping in space, knowing there's no sign of looming from behind.

Run through the midnight dragon forest through the boundaries of the Ear Long Village. That way, it's up to your luck to reach Moss Square.

Yeah, but you know what?

Mistral and I are alone because of this.

Go back to Moss Square right away. Oh, I guess it's a waste. Oh, my God, stop your leg.

And hold back Mistral, who was holding him tight so he wouldn't drop him.

Mistral was spinning his arm around my shoulder with slight force.

The soft feel of the mistral that passes across my arms. I feel strongly conscious that Mistral is a woman in the comfort of a slender body.

Mistral's face leaning against my shoulder. Distance that cheeks are likely to touch each other. I have beautiful golden hair shaking close to silver. Exhalation leaking from thin, soft looking lips and extended neck muscles glossy.

A slightly disturbed mistral exhale that is usually unnoticed touches my skin.

Not the merciless cold winds of winter, but the warm air streams that boil the mood.

And a little alcoholic aroma.

"Ernea, I'm sorry..."

"Are you okay?"

Mistral turned his face to me just a little while he kept his whole body to me. If I look back, my lips will touch me.

"I got Shizuku from the Spirit Tree, so it's much better. You've annoyed me."

"Yeah, I rather feel useful. You rarely see Mistral drunk."

"Already..."

Mistral who inflates his cheeks just a little and shows his willingness to protest against my jokes. But his eyes remain stubborn, and his expression looks adorable.

I find it cute in the sweet atmosphere that you don't usually show.

"I always think Mistral is perfect, so I'm glad to see a different side."

"Idiot. Do not rejoice in my ugliness. Besides, I'm not perfect."

"Yeah. Right"

Strong, beautiful, able to do anything, just attentive. It's such a mistral, but Old Sleighsta always makes fun of me, and the Elderly Society of the Ear Elders makes fun of me.

"I didn't finish this trial perfectly, either. Even Mistrals can be weak, inadvertent, or useless."

"Yeah."

"We think Mistral is perfect on our own, and we treat it that way. Is that a burden?

"Yeah? What is Ernea saying?

"I thought it was a fluke. I didn't push anything but Mistral."

"Hehe, what are you talking about? I may ask Luiseine and the others to take care of him, and I rely on everyone. We don't feel burdened, we don't think we're being pushed."

"It is. Good."

"But suddenly what's wrong?

Keep the Mistral in your princess's arms and slowly advance through the dragon forest.

Because it is enhanced by dragon air. I can afford to walk with a light mistral.

I continued my words feeling the warmth and softness of Mistral.

"Am I getting stronger after all? First promise to Mistral. I swore I'd make you fall in love before you got married, but you still don't rely on me... thinking you're perfect about Mistral on your own, and you're not looking at the weak part. Even mock warfare is still something we could have won. You just rely on it and it's far from making you fall in love..."

I wonder why. What am I saying to Mistral?

I can't control my cheeky head rotation, and what I thought leaks out of my mouth.

The very fact that you say such a stupid thing is evidence of a weak, useless man.

Mistral, who was listening to my crap in silence, broke his mouth.

"Is Ernea drunk, too?

"What!?

I haven't had a drop of alcohol. [M]

The only time I feel sober is when Mistral exhales...

Ha!

No way.

You're saying I was drunk just because of Mistral's exhalation?

No, no, no, that can't be happening.

But I feel weird for some reason.

Fluffy, fluffy. I guess it's my fault. My vision is shaking just a little too.

"During the trial, did you eat proper rice?

"Yeah, like spiritual tree fruit and potatoes, after all?

"Was it tough?

"Yeah. I worked hard every day until the dragon's temper dried up."

"Heh heh... isn't it weak?

Oh, maybe.

After working to the limit every day, you flew in a hurry to say it might be a mistral crisis. Use all your power to make a spatial jump.

Mistral alcoholic sweet exhale there.

So I got drunk, too, did I get drunk?

When I was walking, I went out to an open place rare in the Dragon Forest.

This is a square that we've all built for the festivities: the Ear Elders, the Dragon Men, the Warcraft.

I have the proper permission of Old Sleighsta. So it was wide enough for Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel to come.

Proceed to the square that has just been done.

Oh, you had a full moon this evening.

I didn't even notice.

Now I realize the brightness of the sky.

I'm apparently just a little drunk, too, and I'm taking a break.

Put the mistral down and I'll sit down, too.

The mistral that sat beside me brought it to me.

"You can count on me. Guys, I'm glad you're counting on me."

"Yeah, why?

"Hehe, you don't need to know that."

"Why..."

"You just have to be sweet a lot. I'm worried about you."

"But I want to be the man I can count on. If you don't, you won't fall in love with me."

"To whom?

"... to Mistral"

I'm just a little embarrassed to say it.

Mistral staring at me as I was brought to light.

I wonder if the drunkenness is starting to return just a little bit. The tone is starting to return firmly. But my eyes are still melting.

Mistral stared at me with his faint eyes.

"I'm counting on you now."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Really, really?

"It's true, it's true."

Me and Mistral staring at each other.

"I like it."

So he shrugged, and Mistral closed his eyes.

I hold Mistral to attract. [M]

And I gently touched my lips.