We Live in Dragon’s Peak

A large group of beasts are falling and lying on a glorious meadow with flowers in full bloom. From a distance, it also looks like the adults are taking sunsets and naps on a mild Haruhi. I found that if I approached them, they were all white-eyed and passed out.

"I knew this would happen..."

With the holy sword in his sheath, Listea with a frightened face came this way.

I grabbed Priscia and Luiseine and got off Lily's head. Fiorina and Reem are following us.

"It's okay. I didn't kill him."

"If this were all corpses, it would be an all-out war, not reconciliation or something"

"It's good to try your arms"

There should be no dead. Listeir was also indiscriminate in his flames waving the Holy Sword, because his opponents were the formidable warriors. Even if you are wounded, there is no other provision in your life.

The arm-testing battle is over, and Keeli and Inea break the line.

Looks like Gawon was evacuated to the junction of magic at some point.

Um, it's a wise decision.

Keeli, Inea, Luiseine. The three witches ran around the meadow and began to heal the wounded Beastman clan. We will also help bring the Beastmen who are falling in the distance to the nearby field.

May had deposited it back with Gawon.

"In a tragic battle, you blossom with resting hearts," you said.

Helping the Luiseinees, several figures emerged from the ruined capital.

"Prayer Master Jabalayan."

Gawon corrects his posture.

Me and Listeer stop and turn to the old ladies and the people around us who walk slowly this way.

A woman walking in the lead.

Long ears grown from the top of your head look like ravens. I wonder if it's a beast tribe of the raven species.

Shirana, the old lady of the rod species, walking with her bent hips in support of a loud wand that sounded cool to Shirana, was very small.

"I apologize for the noise in front of you"

Gawon drops his neck on both knees.

The old lady of the rodent walked up to Gawon and put her hand on his head.

"It's Gawon, the brave warrior. I would like to thank you for bringing May so far. This conflict is what my impudence wants to invite. Let me thank you on behalf of my uncle Larsegan."

"I couldn't succumb to the Forgannes on my own. This is because of the help of their people."

"Yeah, that's right"

The old lady of the hare breed turned to us now.

He smiles with a loving smile, and Luiseine, who was on treatment, also summons him at the invitation.

I wonder what it is. Even though she is a grandmother of the Beast tribe of the Rabbit species, she feels the same sanctity that preceded the High Witch.

Until now, I had thought in a callout like any other HR, but I realized that was disrespectful.

Luiseine and the others, who returned to us on invitation, also had a strange look.

"Even from afar, I could feel your battle. The rare ones who fight not hatred or madness."

"Sorry for the disturbance"

Listeer bows her head deeply and shows respect. We give in, too, and learn from Listeer.

Not from above, but by dropping his gaze, he well understood the presence of Jabalayan, an old lady of the species. And notice.

As Gawon said, Master Jabalayan's outfit was somewhat similar to the witch outfits of the Luiseinees. Yeah, more like the kind of outfit that advanced witches wear with the right outfit, divinity, etc.

The cane in hand was also shaped like a three-day moon, if you look closely.

I feel like the witch heads of the kingdoms of Armuard and Yortenithos had similar wands.

Luiseine and the others had noticed it and had revealed their surprises.

"It's been hundreds of years since I've seen a human witch. Come on, ladies and gentlemen, face up. Sijun, please take care of the Forgannes."

"Yes, sir."

Lady Jabbalayan gave instructions to the people of the beast with whom he had come, and to the people of the same species of rabbit for the purpose for which he had seen them, and gave us an invitation to turn to the ruined capital.

Gawon follows Master Jabalayan and follows without hesitation.

We look at each other once and have no choice but to follow.

I didn't escape this tragedy!

Priscia held hands with me and came to me about honesty. Fiorina and Reem follow me, too. Lily was round and generous in the meadows.

The abandoned capital had collapsed leaving behind the foundations and slight walls of the building.

Because it wasn't my fault, was it?

"Was this the capital of the Beasts?

"No, you don't. It's an ancient city we've been in since we got here."

Colorful spring flowers are also blooming on the paths and empty spaces of the ruined capital, with no lonely atmosphere. But maybe it's really a very old landscape.

"Was there a different species living before the people of the Beasts came?

"Isn't that the Dragon Nation?

"Listea, I don't think so. The Dragons are not the kind of people who build cities like this, and they prefer the qualities."

"Well, then, who made a capital like this?"

"You care"

To our doubts, Master Jabalayan looks back and smiles. And led us silently.

"Hi, I hear the answer's on the way."

"What do you mean?

Leaning his neck in doubt, it follows after Master Jabalayan.

Master Jabalayan walking very slowly. He says he's been alive for over a thousand and three hundred years, and you have no choice.

Even if it felt late for us, it seemed like a gentle speed for the young girl, Priscia, and she was walking. When I find a beautiful flower, I leave my hand and go pick it. And when he comes back with a full smile, he makes us look proud of the flowers he picks. Niemia also enjoyed flying away about Priscia and taking a break with someone's head.

Fiorina and Reem were eating when they found flowers that looked delicious.

Is it more dough than flowers? Really?

The toddlers were so cute, Keeli and Inea twitched their eyes and watched how they were doing.

As we proceeded to do so, we saw a large building at the end of the street. That said, I didn't collapse and fasten the prototype.

"This is..."

But from the stones scattered on the ground, the fragments of the sculpture, the shaping of the site in front of the building and the surrounding land, the Luiseinese seem to have noticed something.

"Could it be a temple ruin?

"Looks like it."

"Why not?

"If you ask me, it's like building a temple."

"Really?

"You..."

Seems like I'm the only one who didn't notice, and everyone laughed at me.

Ugh, terrible.

I can't tell the facility from scrap shards alone. And when I made the excuse, Louiseine told me, "Please take me more to the temple".

Right. Reflection.

By the way, it's not Inea's question, but why is there a temple ruin of temple religion in a place like this? Locally, I feel like this is near the center of an abandoned capital.

It feels strange that there are remnants of people's culture in the lands where people did not live.

With our questions in mind, Master Jabalayan enters the temple ruins.

We'll follow.

Then there was a green dazzling square at the end of the collapsed wreckage.

When the temple was alive, I wonder if it was the courtyard.

There was one large tree growing in the centre of the square, spreading branches and making shades of trees.

Master Jabalayan sits down at the root of the tree and invites us.

"A long time ago. When the Beasts still continued their journey."

After confirming that we had sat down, Lady Jabalayan began to speak slowly.

"I am the capital of a people called the Temple City, baptized"

"Then again. Master Jabalayan is a witch."

"Yeah, right. They're now called prayers, but if you follow the roots, you're a witch."

"Eh. What do you mean?"

"You think witches can only be human beings?

"Chi, is it not...?

I've never thought deeply about it before, but could a woman be a witch of all races?

"Simply because only the human race believes in the goddess of creation, witches and clerics are full of the human race. But if you have faith in other races, you're a fine believer. And if you train and baptize, you can be a witch, whether you're a demon or a god."

"I mean, is Master Jabalayan a devout believer?

"hehe, I wonder if that will happen"

"Wow, that's amazing!

I am so surprised that I turn back. [M] Priscia imitated and rolled all over the back.

"Hey, I've noticed... So, the baptism May receives, you mean the baptism of becoming a witch?

"If you ask me, yeah"

"You're right to think so. But that's a mistake. I'm the only one in the Beast clan who believes in goddesses. Think about it. Sometimes men are chosen, not just women."

"Right. A man can't be baptized."

"That's right. So the baptism that we are about to perform is only a ritual to become the Patriarch of the Beastman Nation. We will not impose impossible preaching on those who become Sovereign. That would be understandable if you were witches."

"Yes."

The nodding Luiseinees.

We were surprised by the unexpected. But someone was more surprised than us.

That's Gawon.

"No way...... I didn't know."

Apparently, it was a story that even the Beasts didn't know about.

Gawon, who opens his eyes wide and stares at Master Jabalayan.

"We've come to the north to find what we call the flowers of the full moon. Is it also the guidance of the goddess that we were able to visit the baptized Jabalayan here?"

"A full moon flower, is it? It's an old habit. I understand what kind of trial it is. So you're keeping other women waiting in your hometown."

"Yes, we find the flowers of the full moon and we must return."

"Really..."

Apparently, Master Jabalayan, connected to the Temple religion, knows about the flowers of the full moon. I did, but I don't have an excellent expression.

"I truly hope you find the right full moon flowers."

"The right full moon flower?

We looked at each other.

What do you mean?

You mean there are the right flowers and the wrong flowers?

I've come here with further questions.

I know something, Master Jabalayan of the wind, but he never gave me any further advice.

It seems we only have to find out for ourselves. The severity of the trials is still reminded here.

"On the next full moon night, perform the baptism of May. I hope you'll be well by then."

Dear Jabalayan, who can change the subject, receive May from Gawon and hold him dearly. A loving smile was like a grandmother watching over her grandson.

"Boys and girls of the people. I acknowledge your stay. Please, guide May and the Beastmen. And may you survive the trial."

I was able to deliver May safely to Master Jabalayan.

We solve one problem and stroke our chests down with relief. I couldn't grasp any information about the full moon flowers, but if the disturbance of the Beastman tribe subsides, I can safely find the full moon flowers. As a result, I was convinced that we were able to move forward, and sweetened by Jabalayan's words, we decided to stay in the ruined capital.

But we didn't realize.

To the true meaning of the trials of searching for full moon flowers and another problem among the Beastmen.