We Live in Dragon’s Peak

The person who emerged from the cloud of temper unravels his long and rich brown hair with his hands. And, ha, I sighed glossy.

Slightly sad, adult woman.

A neat face and smooth stretched hands and legs highlight the beauty of the appearance.

But a little shoulder-width?

"Dragon Nation...?

Mistral squeaks.

Well, I guess so. Anyone who shows up at a place like this would have something to do with Dragon Peak.

But why is there a dragon tribe near the dragon altar in the dragon cemetery?

He stared at the woman who appeared.

"Look, you guys. Don't be silly!

A woman who was getting her clothes messed up after a splendid flying kick draws attention.

Yes, it was. This was a situation where the dragons were attacking in the midst of a cursed temper!

Not if you're in love.

I am slain by a newly emerged cursed Fei Long from the right. [M] Lyla also rushed to get the fight back on track.

The woman glances at us and squeals her nose like she's impressed. And now he rolled out his back fist at the rotten dragon approaching from behind.

twirl, and rotate his body, slamming his fist into the rotten jaw of a rotten dragon and meat. Then the whole body of the rotten dragon was wrapped in a golden glow and vanished without a trace.

"Huh!"

Too much power makes us angry again.

"There you go. If you stay alert, you'll feed the dragon."

A gentle smiling woman. While doing so, release the kick.

A shockwave as dazzling as the sun emitted, and with every cloud of impending temper, the third rotten dragon was wiped out.

Strong, not something.

I understand.

I'm not taking that down. I'm purifying it.

It draws infinite strength from the dragon vein and purifies and ascends the infinitely regenerating rotten dragon with one blow.

Despite his bare hands, he hasn't touched the dark temper or rotten dragon's flesh.

That should be it, too.

Because it purifies everything from the edge where dirt touches a woman's body.

Luiseine was also stunned by the heterogeneity of the woman and had her eyes wide open.

"Oh, I don't like it. Next to next. Oh, my God. Come on, guys. Almost there. Good luck running."

Without showing the rotten dragon attacking you or showing you cared about your impending impatience. The woman made the call in a calm manner.

"And anyway. Guys, let's run!

Start moving your legs, which had stopped completely.

Restore your mind and Yufi and Nina slash the darkness open. Mistral can hold Priscia, and Louiseine continues.

Me and Lyla didn't have another shard left.

A tiny space, made into a gaping dark gap. The rotten dragon that appeared there was purified from one end by a mysterious woman.

Even me, if I dance the dragon sword, I think I can purify the rotten dragon. But I can never do that with a single blow.

Staring at the reliable back of the woman who leads us, I was saddened by her immaturity.

As I was running up the rough rocks to my full potential, the slopes became a little smoother.

He already said the destination would be right away, and maybe he reached the summit.

As always, the surroundings are full of blackish clouds, and I can't overlook the end of the road that Yuffi and Nina slash open, though.

And right after thinking.

"Ah!"

"Hih."

"Geez."

People can't stop suddenly!

Nina's slaughter made her way.... should have.

But what I saw before I slashed open the dark clouds was the end of the earth. Cliffs on the cliffs.

Suddenly, the ground disappeared.

We were on the lookout, and we quickly realized it.

But I can't stop.

Oh, and sudden braking to tangle your legs.

Mistral stops forcefully as he crushes the rocks he tramples on. Hold Priscia with one hand and grab Luiseine with the other.

I touch the lila I was running beside and use the space jump. Lila, who was stepping off the cliff, appeared behind her, saving her hair in an instant.

But Yuffi and Nina were ahead of the line to make their way.

And he was falling under a cliff without stopping.

Shortly after I rescued Lyla, I activated another spatial leap.

Without hesitation, move to the tip of the cliff.

The clouds of chi were interrupted by trying to follow the cliffs.

At the end of the cliff was a world that I had never expected.

Rock-skinned cliffs that soar like walls. It follows extensively from left to right and is connected far ahead. Cliff walls existed in the form of making large circles.

One mountain, big enough and deep enough to fit round.

Eyes glaring underneath. The edge of the wall turns to a gentle slope, with deep greenery. Forests spreading along the extinct walls under the cliff were interrupted by a huge lake in the centre.

"Kyah..."

"Kyah..."

You're totally with the chopped scream, too.

What a long time I can't think of, and not if I'm in love with the spectacular view.

Twice, use a spatial leap while falling.

Catch up to the two of you, take your hands.

But the fall won't stop.

The forest of the surface was looming at high speed.

I, unfortunately, can't fly. That is, the wingless cannot fly, even if they are dragon tribes.

With spatial leaps, can we move to the ground?

But I can't grasp the distance to the approaching surface at high speed, and I've never tried it.

Oh, I'm falling!

"Niemia!"

"Nyah."

You can't experiment with life or death. And nothing beats life more than anything else.

I asked Niemia for help as I fell holding Yufi and Nina.

In an instant, Neemia flew under us. And he takes it gently with dragon art.

Me and Yufi and Nina, we had a great time.

"Elnea, even if your brother didn't jump out, if Yuffi or Nina had called, he would have flown in."

"Ugh..."

"I can't. What was confusing."

"I can't. I wanted you to come before I called."

In Yuffi's and Nina's eyes, there were tears.

"That's amazing. Could it be the Dragon Clan of ancient species that can use change? People, hey..."

We sit on Niemia's back and watch where we hear voices.

A little above where Niemia lagged, a woman with brown wings floating. Bloody tail is shaking behind my back.

"Elnea!"

Delayed. Mistral winged gold wings close to silver, slowly descending.

He held Priscia and Luiseine properly in both arms, and Lyla clung to Mistral's hips.

Everybody, get down on Niemia's back.

"Not at all. Don't push me"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Let it go..."

"I think it's nice to be able to move to help."

The woman smiled gently at me when I was about to get angry and sheltered me.

The woman, too, stood down on Niemia's back casually.

Neemia doesn't look like she cared either.

Well. They're all safe, when you calm down and think about it.

Niemia has grown up, so our presence has been widely exposed.

The clouds of temper were broken off on the edge of a far overhead cliff, and there was a clear blue sky over us.

On the nearer surface are the deep greens that follow along the cliffs and the huge lakes in the centre.

Until now, if the old dragon tribes in the dragon's cemetery find us, it will be a riot, so we need to start over.

Seeing a mysterious woman. Everyone's gaze was pouring on women, not just me.

"Are you going to say, Niemia? Will you keep flying to the island in the heart of the lake?

"Okay."

At the woman's behest, Niemia began to move slowly.

Through a forest that spreads in a shape along the bottom of a circular wall, into the sky above a beautiful blue lake like a reflection.

"You don't have to be nervous. Because there are no dragons under the cliff, and the curse never comes in this far."

"Nyan."

Hehe, and the woman laughs gently.

A woman who shows an adult atmosphere. But we were getting sober and starting to feel uncomfortable about something.

First of all, he's tall.

Long and actually taller than the tallest Mistral in my family, I have more than half my head. And shoulder width without the women. I am concerned about shoulder width for a long time when my hands and legs are snug.

Rich brown hair, face, and standing behavior are women themselves.

Subtly low voice.

Mr. Sefina, something's a little bass, but you're not uncomfortable as a woman's voice. But I'm only uncomfortable with this woman's bass voice.

"Oh, I don't like it. I get in so much trouble when I can stare at you with such a hot eye"

The woman, smiling bitterly while lying down, tried to escape our gaze by waving her hands flat as she disarmed the dragonization.

The moment when brown wings disappear and skin hides with long hair. I saw a beautiful back.

Mmm.

Mm-hmm?

Something's wrong.

My lack of knowledge and experience prevents me from grasping the discomfort. But this woman has some secrets. That's all I found out.

The other women were also uncomfortable, pointing a strange gaze at the woman.

It's my first meeting, and I'm the benefactor who helped me, but maybe I'm not the kind of person I can trust wholeheartedly.

"I see the island."

To Niemia's voice, we finally lose sight of the woman.

The woman sighed in trouble.

Before Niemia could fly, I did see the island.

Not as big as that.

Enough land for the mountains to fit perfectly. An island floating on a lake that occupies a large part of its centre may not be found in the distance.

Niemia approaches the island as she descends.

"That looks like a dragon temple."

In the heart of the small island, an octagonal spiritual temple was built like that in the village of Mistral. However, a roofed corridor extends from the temple and leads to several similar buildings.

Zhu coloured pillars. Black roof.

It did resemble a dragon temple, but it looks out of the sky at architectural buildings that can't be seen anywhere else.

"Niemia, can you land over there?"

"I'll take care of it"

Neemia lands where the woman tells her to.

As everyone went down, Niemia got smaller and flew over Mistral's head.

Normally, I think it's over Priscia's head, because she's being held hard by Mistral right now.

Priscia is much quieter.

But that's because Mistral is depriving me of my freedom.

His eyes sparkled and, once Mistral had loosened his hand, he was showing signs that he was still going to jump around.

"Come on, sir. This way, please."

The woman smiled at us and led us into the building by invitation.

Wooden doors, that's normal everywhere. Dive through finely crafted doors and enter indoors.

The floor is cobblestone. Other than that, it's a wooden room with a harsh vibe.

When I was intrigued by the rarity, Mistral smacked me in the head.

"Don't be alarmed. I still don't know where this place is."

"It was. But you don't feel dangerous."

'Cause it looks like a dragon temple.'

"Because I'm used to dragon temples."

"You look just like the Dragon Temple in the building."

"Did the same person build it?

"Well, Priscia wants to explore."

"Tankenkan"

"Not now."

In the end, we all look around for a moment.

And a bittersweet mistral.

The woman smiled gently at us. [M]

"Please, relax. If it's not the central dragon altar, you're free to look around, right? There's no danger of threatening a little kid here."

Woman who gives in and says that to Priscia.

Priscia had a full smile, but she didn't let go of Mistral.

"The dragon altar, that means this is still the crater of a dead volcano."

"That's what I'm saying. Are you familiar with the Dragon Temple from that village? Nevertheless. I can't believe you're a human or ear elder on Dragon Peak. Before you know it, Dragon Peak is getting busy."

We were led down the corridor, and there was room for relaxation. Vase with brightly colored flowers at the desk. There is a rug laid on the floor, which is kept clean enough to keep it lying down. The benches, conditioning items, most of which were made of wood, were perfectly suited to the atmosphere of the building.

Free and generous, the woman leaves the room once she leaves. And as soon as I came back, the basin in my hand was filled with drinks and fruit.

Priscia, Ares and Niemia jump.

This didn't even hold Mistral still.

If it's enough to get you out of sight, it seems like we're going to miss out on bulimia.

The woman strips Priscia and the others of the fruit. He prepared drinks for us and handed them to us.

And we all sit back around our desks.

"Well, and"

The woman stared at all of us slowly.

We're staring at women, too.

"It was a noisy encounter, but should we introduce ourselves? I'm very concerned about your boy... You should say hello from me first."

In this, women look the oldest. There was calm and enough room was felt for attitude.

"I am, Irie. Homeowner of this dragon altar."

An adult woman with brown hair, Irie smiles and puts out her right hand. When they caught me and I shook hands, Mistral sighed.

"You trust people too much. But well. Enemy, I guess that doesn't mean. I am Mistral. It's Princess Dragon. Thanks for your help earlier."

Mistral shook Irie's hand next to mine.

Princess Dragon, Irie's eyebrows echoed the word.