We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Thank you for your help"

"This is the one who took care of me."

Me and Mr. Irie shaking hands.

In the end, I stayed long.

This is all because of the Dragon King, too!

"No, it's very popular."

The dragon tribe of the ancient species will be able to read my thoughts.

The green Xia winged dragon laughed delightfully.

Where we are. The dragon's altar is on an island on a lake that was made into the crater trail of a volcano that can die.

The curse that had accumulated on the summit of the volcano that could die and had spread to the dragon's graveyard was cursed. And the king of dragons who revived his existence.

No more. Every day, the summit of the Deadly Volcano, which can be seen down by an island with a dragon altar, flourishes with Grandpa and Grandpa. There were no dragon tribes coming down the cliff or breaking into the sky above the land where the mountains softly entered, but a number of dragon tribes were pushing from afar, from all over northern Dragon Peak, to take a glimpse of the Dragon King.

The dragon altar, transformed into a tourist destination, was busy with the elderly dragon tribes.

Surrounded by old dragons, we couldn't go home, and that's how we ended up spending ten days with Irie.

My wound itself was recovered in about three days after the witch Louiseine was present.

Even today, on a distant cliff, the Dragons were pushing over. But you can't stay here forever.

Because we didn't say anything to our mother or the people of Wang Capital, and we're going out.

Maybe someone from the Dragon or Beast tribe who has distracted me is running to the news. Still, I'd be worried about you. That's why I have to go home early.

"Mr. Irie, I knew you wouldn't leave here."

"I can help you. But yeah. My sweet apprentice did it, and I think I'll go out once in a while."

One new master, more!

Deny it so far, and start all over again, not that. Mr. Irie tells me what's missing and what needs to be improved.

Ever since I was able to move, I've been teaching Irie a lot of things.

Mr. Irie has taught me a lot this time at all costs.

Mr. Irie, with his small powers, let him fight against each other with the Mistral of great power. I mean, if I could be more of a dragon sword dancer, I could be a mistletoe.

My dragon sword dance has a lot of great moves. That was because there were a large number of opposing enemies or just opponents who could not win without showing extreme destructive power.

What I'm missing is a small hand move or the skill to draw in more opponents. The period was short, but Mr. Irie taught me those techniques.

Because I can't realize or teach these details without being a user of the same moves after all. I am very grateful to Irie. [M]

The Eileigh had a slight change of heart when she met me.

Heir of the Dragon Sword Dance. I'm not the apprentice Mr. Irie raised from the beginning, but I wonder if it would be a pleasure to have someone to take over his skills.

We cannot abandon the dragon altar for the provision of dragon treasure balls that we have sacrificed or for the post-mortem care of Grandma and Grandpa that we must continue to humble. But he promised me with a smile that he would come to see me once in a while.

I think we should come here regularly, too.

Because my dragon treasure balls are the spirit of the Dragon King itself, and without this, the curse will spread again.

Next time I visit, I'll bring Mr. Zildo with me.

The king of dragons, who was watching me say goodbye in a gentle atmosphere, sounded a divine roar.

In the distance, the old dragon tribes rejoice.

At the same time as the roar of the Dragon King, the dark green fog loses its contour and scatters.

This green fog is a mass of dragon air. The king of dragons has no flesh, and thus exists collectively in his misdigit dragon qi. Its dragon temper widens and fades.

And in the center of the mist emerged a dragon jewel in seven colors.

"Dear Sister Yufi, if I enclose this dragon jewel in my body, can I get dragon qi too?

Nina, that's a good idea.

"Can Priscia be strong, too?

"Part of Master Ernea's body in mine...... Rice noodles"

"No, no, no, what are you guys talking about!?

I draw the green mist and run over to Dragon Treasure Ball so that a few women of horrible ideas don't really take it away.

I guess it was my fault, the dragon treasure balls were shivering like they were frightened when they sifted.

As I rushed over, the dragon jewel that was floating high in the air slowly descended. Take it with both hands gently.

Beautiful balls of fist. The dragon jewel, shining and shaking in rainbow color, doesn't feel the weight even on your hands. But it conveyed a definite presence and feeling.

Gentle signs, yet powerful pulsations.

Bring the hand that received the dragon treasure ball to the area around your chest. Then, uh-oh, the dragon jewel blended into his chest.

I feel a fluctuation from the back of my mind that is different from a dull, heartbeat. The void in his heart filled like it was empty, and the feeling of being filled spread all over his body.

The Dragon King was showing very gentle signs when he existed.

But I do.

The Dragon King is inherently fiercely tempered as wild as a storm. I'm sure you got round to it while you were getting older.

I breathed deeply and deeply with a dragon jewel of tenderness and roughness in my heart.

Welcome back. And thank you.

Dragon Treasure Ball pulsed and responded with a definite presence.

Let's go home, then.

"Let's do that. But ask Niemia to get to the top of the cliff, and then we'll walk."

"It's easy to go home"

Move to the back of the grown Niemia. And say goodbye to Mr. Irie, who waves on the ground, and go up to the sky.

On the way home, you don't have to go home.

There are several ways to walk on Dragon Peak.

One is a method like the one we used. Turn off the signs and proceed in hiding. But with this, like when you come, you are likely to find it in the skilled dragon clan, cunning warcraft, etc.

Next, there is a way to thoroughly grasp the territory of the inhabiting Dragon Nation and the dwelling of the Warcraft and move around while avoiding it. So, this is common in Dragon Peak, isn't it? Dragon tribes are horrible to ordinary Dragon tribes who are not warriors. But sometimes I have to come and go to the settlement. For that time, we know the habitat distribution of neighboring areas from around the settlements. Conversely, those who are ordinary dragon tribes and have no such knowledge can't help but easily get out of their villages. That was the nature of Dragon Peak.

And the ultimate way.

Practice it now.

Demons, warcraft, and dragon peaks where the dragon clan travels. If you stay alert, even warriors of war can lose their lives in a world. To put it further, this Dragon Cemetery is the last place the Dragon Nation will visit that has lived in such a world for hundreds of years.

Those who disturb the peace and those who increase the youth's liveliness will be relentlessly attacked.

The means of travel we use in such horrible lands.

It pushes through with a grand display of presence!

I don't know about the dragon clan's territory, of the dragon cemetery, where there are no people in or out. Even if I hide the signs, I'm sure they'll find me again.

Then go home without worrying about those things.

What a joke.

If you make a seed.

It turns out who my dragon treasure ball is.

It was that of the legendary Dragon King, whom the Dragon tribe admired.

This means that if you show grandeur the presence of my dragon jewels, the old dragons won't attack you either.

Well, even the dragon graveyard can move to normal, the conclusion is.

However, it is not a good idea to overdo it. So only the way to fly away on a young, healthy Niemia had been issued a restraining order by Mr. Irie.

Take the Niemia and travel to the top of the cliff.

The island quickly became smaller, over the lake and above the wall. That's Niemia.

"Nah."

When they landed in the wasteland, where the clouds of temper had disappeared, the old dragons who had come to visit gathered straw.

I release the power of Dragon Treasure Ball.

"Oh, this is the king of dragons..."

"Thank you, thank you"

"I didn't know you could see the king of dragons before you die"

'I'm getting motivated. I'm still coming, too!

Dragon people's eyesight far exceeds that of men. I wonder if Kojima can confirm it from here, even if I have dragon temper in my eyes. The Dragon Clan had firmly witnessed the exchange between me and the Dragon King.

The old dragons favor us as we enclose the dragon jewels of the Dragon King.

The old dragons will follow us down the mountain with our bags on our backs.

Well, I'm used to a lot of things around here.

I don't even care.

Priscia is happy to have you on the back of the ground dragon as soon as possible.

Everyone takes to comfort, without being overwhelmed by the dragon clans around them.

"So, in what order are we going to go home?

As I walked, Mistral asked.

"Shouldn't we first report to those gathered in the northernmost villages"

"You should report it to your brother Feilong-sama of the North."

"At this point, I'd like to go visit the Forbidden Territories."

"At this point, I'd like to visit the Demon Nation."

"You know what? Priscia wants to go to the village of Mist."

Speaking of which, you haven't been to Mistral Village lately.

I haven't stopped by too many things since I left Spring before. I agree with you, Priscia.

But I have to report to the worried Dragon Nation people, and I have to inform the old Fei Dragons in the North.

Um, I just want to go.

"Right, we can go around in order, but let's get this place going fast. First, go back to the northernmost village and report to the villagers. This is going to be the first one, because we're going to the village on our way home. From there, Niemia and Louiseine can report to the north. Lyla, Uffi and Nina report to the flatlands with Revalia. Report it properly to Lady Sleighsta. Shall Priscia and Ernea go with me to the village?"

"Mistral, that's sloppy. I'd love to be with you too, Ernea."

"Mistral, that's sloppy. I want to play with you too, Ernea."

"That's right. I think the twins are the only ones who can report to everyone in Wang Du. … I would like to ride Master Levaria"

"Lyla, unfortunately you can't do that. I can't believe it's just Yuffi and Nina, because I absolutely hate Revalia"

"That's terrible."

"That's a terrible argument."

Are you a tyrant princess...

"Priscia wants to be with Niemia, right?

"Oh, you are. Then Priscia will go with you to the North, and then you will be in my village."

"Oh, wait! That means Mr. Mist will be singling you out, Ernea."

"No running out. Whoa!

The women seem to make a fun noise as they carefully descend the rough steep slopes of rock.

The elderly dragon tribes look at it uncommonly.

I also watched curiously to see what would happen. [M]

And in the end, as initially suggested, me and Mistral went first to the village of Mistral, where we were to wait for everyone.

"Mistral, you remember!

"Mistral, I won't forgive you!

"Don't get me involved!

Afterwards, it goes without saying that Yufi and Nina and Revaria's angry cry echoed the Dragon Peak.