We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Leaving the dragon stables, we now travel to the outhouse.

Lyla and Niemia are supposed to be at the king's first, so let's meet up.

Prince Grave kept going even though he hadn't exchanged words about whether he was willing to take me to the king, too.

... silent, awkward?

I guess it's my fault. I feel like the killing is leaking out of Prince Grave's back walking ahead.

"The witch-head is going that way."

"Oh, you're Master Madeleine. Everything seems to be here about our wedding."

"KEEP, MARRIAGE...... Huh!

Prince Grave's killing spirit rose.

"You're not gonna let the twins grieve, are you?

"Yufi and Nina are having fun, too. Recently, I greeted the King and Queen of the Kingdom of Arms."

"Your Highness's, you mean you survived that trial!?

"Not only me, but everyone in my family can distinguish Yuffi from Nina."

"Grunt..."

I wonder if Prince Grave hasn't given up Yufi and Nina yet. That's a problem.

"The Prince will also be invited to the marriage ceremony."

When I smiled, I was stared at with murderous eyes.

"Priscia says that when Yuffi and Nina get naked, they can tell the difference with or without moles in their inner thighs"

"What the fuck!?

So let me tell you something extra and break Prince Grave's heart.

Heh heh, it's starting to be fun.

"Well, I haven't checked yet."

"Not yet..."

The signs of Prince Grave change from killer to muddy.

It's funny how different people were tilting their little necks when they saw me following Prince Grave with a full smile on his mind.

"Prince, the king's room is not that way."

"Oh, oh...... A little, it hits the wind..."

Why am I better able to walk without losing my mind? [M]

I pulled Prince Grave off trying to walk in a weird direction in a depressed manner, but he walked away as he did.

Apparently, I've overdone it.

Prince Grave looks good, and he's heir to the throne, so I think he's very popular with aristocratic women. I want you to find someone nice soon.

Alone, I follow my memory down the long corridor. Then he reached the front of the door guarded by the Kingsguard knight.

The Kingsguard knight confirmed me and let me into the room without any tests.

You remain in possession of the White Sword and the Wooden Sword of the Spirit Tree, yet you are not overtrusted?

"Hello, I'm out of time"

Whatever it is, it's superimposed because things are going well so far.

Upon entering the room, he placed his chair where the sun was shining by the window, and the king, sitting beside Lyla, greeted him with a smile.

"Nice to meet you."

"Yes. This time to play, it's not. I'm sorry."

"Oh, my God, I don't care. Whatever the requirements, it's a pleasure to meet Lila like this."

Oh, man. This king is too adamant about certain women, too.

"Lyla tells me the story. It's about the old Fei Long."

"Yes. I haven't talked to the king, and I've spoken to you first, is that good?

"No problem. Respect the will of the Dragon King more than the dictates of the Dragon Nation."

"No, no, I don't know about that..."

Don't give me weird authority.

Very troublesome.

When I went beside the king, Lyla held hands. I exchanged words with the king as I shook Lyla's hand back.

Niemia sat behaving on her desk with fruits and treats on her cheeks.

"I'll take care of the process of returning the old Fei Long. I just need a lot of time. Right. Let's get ready by tomorrow morning."

"I'm sorry I rushed you"

"I know the troubles of rotting dragons by staining myself. There's nothing wrong with prioritizing old dragons. Come back and see me when you're settled."

I'd really like to make a pretty rough return right now, but it's already before this evening. Niemia alone would still be able to go home by the end of the day, but with the old Fei Long, you can't earn the distance.

Besides, we're taking the Fei Long of the Kingdom of Yortenitos home, and the national procedures must be properly followed. No matter how much privilege I had in the Dragon King as the King would say, I can't exercise my authority without darkness.

And we need Old Fei Dragon's strength and dragon qi prep, and we have no choice but to leave tomorrow.

"Take your time today."

"Sweet for your words. Kings, play with Lyla a lot."

Lyla smiled brightly in my words, and the king smiled a little embarrassed.

If you're so happy, you have to come see the king more often.

Mmm, if you do...

Dragon Forest, Dragon Peak, Demonic Nation and Ban, Northern Land, Armuad Kingdom and Yortenitos Kingdom. Aren't my activities too broad? [M]

If we don't move systematically, we're going to be dissatisfied with the women.

Planned, huh? When there's a commotion like this one, it's annoying, too.

I need to be more calm and not stick my neck in weird issues.

On this day, he was to receive entertainment from the Kingdom of Yortenitos.

Starting with everyday clothes, I was forced to change into luxurious clothes.

Why is my costume or Lyla's costume ready as usual...

Rigging with the King, Lyla and me, or giving dragon knights a guide to the treatment of dragons. I didn't see Prince Grave until the dinner party, but the next time I saw him, he was only getting a little more alive.

The dinner party was also attended by the noblemen and dragon knights I found out about, and it was a pleasant evening.

It was nice talking to the dragon knights, Anya, for a while.

Speaking of which, you don't see Philelle. Thought so. He's fifteen this year, so you're out of Wang Du, your home town.

After a lively dinner party and some things after tomorrow, I'll have them exit early. Lila was also imitating me and saying goodnight to the king.

Lila, the shy one, was always beside me or the king, so cute that she was worried about which way to get when I left.

"... so I wonder why my room with Lyla is together"

"E, Dear Ernea. It's embarrassing."

For some reason, it's one bedroom, and apparently it's just the two of us here tonight.

"That, what about Niemia?

"Heh heh. We made a deal."

"What kind of deal is that?

Or didn't you just say "embarrassed"?

Oh, boy. Lyla has a strange personality, whether she's shy or bold.

"So, what about Niemia?

"Yes, I asked you to help me cheer up old Feilong-sama."

"Oh, it's Niemia. You're a worker."

What the hell kind of deal did Lyla and Niemia make? I'm very concerned, but I'm more concerned about tonight than about Niemia right now!

A slightly dim room. A sweet-scented incense burns, and Lyla, dressed in a thin fabric room, looks at me. [M]

You shouldn't.

An unexpected crisis is looming!

No, as a man, it's a nice situation.

Am I allowed to do this before my marriage ritual?

Or is this the King's understanding?!?

"Dear Ernea, it's early tomorrow, so it's time to go to bed"

"Ugh, yeah. Right."

Lyla came beside me, shyly leaning down, tangled up in her arms.

A twitchy chest under a thin cloth wraps its arms around it. The tension feels very good.

The smell of cleanliness drifts from Lyla to see if she's re-bathed after the dinner party.

I was aware of a heartbeat in my chest that was different from when I fought.

Lyla leans her face against my shoulder, holding me tight. Lyla weighs in on me and conveys the soft feeling of a woman.

Sweet exhalation glossily irritated the neck muscles.

"La, lila. Shall we go to sleep?"

Yes, sir.

Lila still doesn't want me to move. [M] I had no choice but to hold Lyla because it was hard to walk with her in my arms. And then he turns his hand around his hips and hugs Lyla.

Lyla put her arm back around her neck from her arm and hugged me hard.

Keep Lyla in your arms and proceed to the bedroom.

But in a dim room. I have a lila, so my front vision is poor, and they took my foot in the corner of the bedroom.

"Geez."

With Lyla in my arms, I fell over the bunk.

Me and Lyla's face are so far away that my nose seems to stick.

Two staring at each other.

Lila's breath was only playing a little. Something hot from my chest runs all over my body. [M]

My left arm was turned to Lila's waist, and I noticed that my right hand was buried in Lila's chest.

I feel Lyla beating.

I wonder if Lila feels my chest squeal, too.

Gradually, Lila and I got closer.

"Lila."

"Dear Ernea..."

Slowly, gently.

Lips overlap.

Soft lips with a slightly moisturizing lila.

Lila has turned her arms around my back so strongly that I can't leave nature and my lips.

A gasping exhalation of Lyla came into me from the gap between my lips.

I was unconsciously unwrapping Lyla's clothes.

Oh. I'm with Lila tonight...

"Nyah..."

From somewhere, sounds like a familiar kitten.

And there was a noise coming from the door of the room.

"Hey, what the heck!

Niemia, didn't you go to Old Fei Long?

Lyla seemed unexpected, too, and was surprised to see her eyes wide open.

Me and Lyla rush away and open the door to the room.

Then Niemia walked into the room with a sleepy face.

"I'm sleepy."

"No, no, aren't you going to sleep at Old Fei Long's?

"Ni? Lyla told me to tell her about tomorrow. But I want to sleep in a fuzzy bedding."

"... Mr. Lyla. What kind of favor was that?"

Lyla was soggy on the sleeping table knowing she was doing her favor the wrong way.

I'm sorry about everything, but I can't help it.

For some reason, the laughter is creeping up.

The world, yes, is something that doesn't go so well.

When I was laughing, Niemia tilted her little neck and wondered. Lyla had also changed from an unfortunate look to a smile about whether the laughter was contagious.

"It'll be tough tomorrow, and we'll go to bed tonight"

Yes, sir.

"Uh-huh."

So, me and Lyla went into the bedding side by side, and Niemia went round on it and fell asleep.

The next morning.

The time has come to leave.

Lyla is exchanging final greetings with the King.

I head to the Dragon Stables and take the old Fei Dragon out.

"Ooh, Grandpa. Welcome home at last. '

"Grandpa, you've had a long time."

"Relax for the rest of your life"

On the way out of the dragon stables the old Fei Long.

Flying dragons and ground dragons have spoken words of labor.

Old Feilong walks badly as he greets his discipline back.

You're so loved.

Old Feilong despised himself, but the fact that he is so admired, I think you can be proud.

Those who are not serious or prestigious even though they have not achieved great merit will not be recognized no matter how long they have been active.

"Grandpa, you'll be waiting for me at Dragon Peak."

"Don't die till I get home."

"Say hello to Grandpa, Dragon King"

"Don't make me push you."

I will also say goodbye to the Dragons and go outside.

"It will be a little long journey. Let's do our best."

"I can't show my pity for the dragon. Let's try. '

Going outside, Lyla and the others were ready and waiting.

"Come on, let's go back"

"You've got a lot of souvenirs. I could have reported it to Mist."

"No, no, Niemia. What are you going to report?

"Niemia, you can't tell me secrets."

Me and Lyla turned bright red in the face and panicked to take in Niemia.

Again, were you aware of last night...

Niemia looked at me and Lyla in a panic.