We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Hi, Father. Don't you want to go out every once in a while?

"What is it, Ludriard? Now what are you up to?

"I don't like it. I'm not the one planning it. Elnea, it's you."

"Ho, he did."

"The royal castle under construction will be concerned too, Elnea, but your mansion will also be concerned, won't it? There's quite a bit of national spending going into it. That's it. Elnea, why don't you come and visit your house and stay?"

"Sure, a thief just got in the other day, right?

"There you go. I'm sure you'll be fine."

"I can't count on you being okay..."

"Oh, Ludriard. Would you invite His Majesty and we wouldn't invite him?

"This is, Mother Saila. Of course, it's a thousand customers."

Private room at Arms Ard IV. Rudriad's suggestion, which appeared unusual there, promptly planned a step by which royal faces would visit the Ease Mansion.

It was the bureaucrats, ministers and Kingsguard generals who panicked and shouted to the makeshift royal palace: "Also, those royals have begun to run wild," a wooden spirit said.

"Series. Let's stay."

"Series. Let's go out."

"I don't like it, sisters"

"Terrible, Celice."

"What are you up to?

"Nothing, Elnea. It's your invitation."

"Nothing, Elnea, you're asking me out."

"What the hell is he trying to do this time?

"Oh, I was told to ask Listeir out too."

"Oh, and then they told me to ask Namy out, too."

"We're here, Elnea..."

"Yeah. Eh. Me too!?

"Seriously, am I not invited?

"Oh, they didn't invite Slutton."

"Too bad. Crescio hasn't been invited."

"'Cause you're gonna be honeymooning tomorrow."

"Ha. Slutton, Crescio, I'm sorry to hear that."

"Whoa whoa whoa. Why? Whoa!

"So, do the Sluttons also extend their honeymoon plans and go to your house, Ernea?

"Series......"

"What are you going to do, Slutton?

"Crescio...... Son of a bitch. He's definitely up to something fun.... but I choose Crescio!

In the makeshift royal palace, in a room rented by the Listeers.

Here to Yufi and Nina, a line of brave men had been invited.

Unfortunately, Slatton and Creeccio, who ended their marriage ritual the other day, were disappointed to drop their shoulders, being saved by the fact that their honeymoon starts tomorrow.

Slatton and Crescio travel to the North to tell about the sight and hearing and the condition of the Beasts of the King's Capital.

"Come on, this isn't a trip, is it?

"That's good. Your majesty will build your house in return."

"So, are you sure it's okay to longitudinally traverse the Fei Long hunting grounds?

"There's Duranell, and even if there were, there'd be Elnea's bills, right?

"Do bills help...?

"You said something about the smell. Well, I'm sure you'll be fine..."

"Hey, wait. Why are you out of your sight there, Listaire?"

Only some know that the interaction was exchanged between the brave and their partners.

"It's unusual for Mistral to convene a Dragon King's Party."

"Sorry to have you all gathered so suddenly"

In the depths of Dragon Peak. The dragon kings gathered at Mistral's call were face-to-face in the building.

"Hey, Elnea has an idea."

And, Mistral talks about recent events on the flat ground.

"I see. Elnea, it's your idea."

Wal, the eight dragon kings who recently returned from the demonic kingdom, laughs joyfully.

"Isn't that nice? I'll get you on that idea. Now, can I take Millie with me?

"In your case, if you say no, will you take them?

Mistral shrugged his shoulder to a fierce looking ido.

"Hey, give me a minute. From now on, we can't make it without wings."

So it was the Slaney of the Grounddragon attribute that spilled the stupidity. Several other dragon kings had a look of despair.

"There, just come down good luck. In Ernea's opinion, I think I'm going to take advantage of this to accept the dragon tribe down to the flat in the caravan at my own home."

"Whoa, that's a good idea. You can be luxurious on the flat."

"That's forbidden because it puts more strain on Elnea's parents than is necessary"

"Yep!!

Mistral's relentless suppression overlapped the screams of all the dragon kings assembled.

"Mm-hmm. You know."

"Yes, sir. Swallow that which is in your mouth, then speak."

In the village of the Ear Long clan.

Priscia was back at her parents' house, cheeky with the dough her mother had made for her.

"I'm always sorry to bring you around, Priscia. So this time Lord Ernea would like to invite you."

"Hmm. Priscia wanted to say it."

When Lyla, who came with me, spoke for herself, Priscia swelled her cheeks puffy. But Priscia has no way of stopping her moving mouth from grabbing the dough. If I had waited for her full stomach, the story would have gone a long way ahead.

"Ernea invited you?

"Yes, sir. People and dragon people seem to get together, so in the name of intercultural exchange..."

"Nominal?"

"Ugh..."

Lila slips away from her gaze at Priscia's mother wondering what she's trying to do.

Priscia's mother treats Ernea and Lyla equally as family members. So when you get angry, you get angry without a scratch.

Lyla, who had been scolded several times before, could not stand the gaze of Priscia's mother.

"Come on, confess. What are you doing?"

"Oh, that's..."

In the first place, I didn't intend to hide Ernea's operation. Frightened by the kind of gaze pursued by Priscia's mother, Lila told him what was to come in a white-confessional killer-like mood.

"Dear Madeleine, this is the only time."

"Be careful. Louiseine is terrible. You treat me like a disturber."

"No, that's not true. I'm just a little wary here."

"I don't like it. It is incredible to doubt the character of the witch-head of the kingdom of Yortenitos"

"No, I doubt it. Don't you remember what you did in Mr. Mistral's village during this time?

"I forgot!

"I have found out. Madeleine is a fellow adventurer of Yuffi and Nina before she was a witch head."

"You know that!

Oh, and sigh, Louiseine.

"So this time it's special"

"I like the word special."

"If Master Madrine is willing to cooperate with your plan, Hernea, I invite you. Ah. Please join Master Yashra."

"Hey, no! Luiseine......"

I was also delighted to be invited to Elnea. I knew with Yashra, the witch-head of the kingdom of Armuad, who was like a visitor, and was a tearful Madrine.

How much, and the low ground, the soldiers who were packing in the west checkpoint jumped in a hurry.

Early in the morning, still long enough for the sun to finally manifest itself in the eastern sky.

Something, and the screams of the soldiers flew, and everyone threw their gaze into the woods that spread at the foot of Dragon Peak.

The deep forest in front of Dragon Peak is undergoing tree logging for use in the reconstruction of Wang Du. That said, a vast and deep forest. I still can't foresee the back of the dark woods because of logging by mistake.

Is that a warcraft? Surprisingly few people think so.

What technique was used by Hernea, the hero of the Redemption? Those who work in the woods are somehow not attacked by warcraft.

There is so much anecdote that an adventurer who recklessly stepped into the woods was attacked next door, but the wood dust was safe, etc.

That's why the soldiers sip and watch what the earthquake identity is.

"Open the door! Quickly open the gate and let the coming through!

That time. It took Sefina's decree to stay asleep at the interrogation office the past few days.

Soldiers rush off.

Two gates were opened quickly: the Dragon Peak side and the Wang Du side.

"To, chicken...... what!

Some soldiers point their eyes at a group that emerged from the back of the woods with soot smoke raised. And whoever uttered the reckless word took a mighty blow to the abdomen and smothered it.

They showed up in a group. That's not like chickens. A body that is larger than a normal chicken by one turn. Countless horns I've grown instead of chicken crowns.

Yes. It was the chicken dragons.

"Wow."

But the soldiers who did not witness the Chicken Dragon were unaware of its existence during the battle against the Demons. That was the enemy, and a small number of soldiers ate the chicken dragon's body to take care of the hygiene soldiers.

Can't the dead or seriously ill just come out, is what those who knew the Chicken Dragon thought.

The Chicken Dragons passed vigorously through the gates of the open inquisition and disappeared into the morning king's capital.

"Hey, you got a bunch of 'em together."

"I'm guessing you took the order to collect it..."

"Hey, Zan. Isn't that a long time ago?

"Why did you even call me if it was just the Dragon King?

"... somehow?

There is no particular reason.

I wish I could call Zan too, you did Mistral's favor with as much intent as that.

I confirm the faces that my parents have gathered at home, and once again I laugh bitterly at my plans.

I wonder if I needed to get this far...

A few days after a suspicious person broke into my parents' house.

The place is overlooking the garden where the Feilongs indulge.

Luxurious faces greeted and chatted with each other in harmony.

"But you think about it."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your cooperation with my unsolicited offer."

"Ha, ha. Elnea, it must be a flighty idea like yours, Father. This is why I enjoy playing with him."

"No, no, Mr. Rudriard. I don't want to play with you."

"Master Ernea, come to the royal palace once in a while and show me your face"

"Hello, Lady Saila. Now we're gonna go play."

Talking to Zan, who I didn't think would come if I asked him out, the Kings spoke in a pleasant atmosphere.

It's not just the king. Jura and Ids of the Dragon King have a quick arm test with the beast people.

Millie, who has accompanied Ido, was too grateful, crying. You were so happy to meet your fellow Beasts.

Priscia's mother and Mr. Curly and the ear elders were marveling at her surroundings with their young appearance and real age.

It is Master Madrine who is sad. Even though it's a fun place to be, there's Master Yashra next door and he doesn't make a scene. Yufi and Nina are teasing our dear Madrine.

A chicken dragon sticks to Priscia's zero sweet shards. The chicks seem to be bringing them too, and their pizzly cute looks are very popular with the women.

"Again, let me say hello. You fight mainly fights, don't you?

"It's Zan. Greetings."

Mr. Sefina and Zan were about to shake hands.

Oh, I thought so.

I just shook my hand normally.

Not really.

Zan's expression was normal, but Mr. Sefina moved his eyebrow root tingly.

You did it.

When shaking hands with Mr. Sefina, care must be taken. If you're alarmed, you're twisted inside your body and thrown away.

Next to Zan, Mr. Sefina was challenged by a bear-like id.

That's militant. It depends on who seems strong.

I also greet and shake hands with Ids.

It was Mr. Sefina who was thrown away.

Beautifully, dressfully receptive, Mr. Sefina. Ido had a satanic grin.

"Come on, what do you mean, throw your daughter away?"

It was Jura, the middle-aged dragon king, who flew a bitter complaint to Ido, and I can't have the excerpt or the bastard because this is it, I don't know what to say, but I hold Sefina's hand from myself.

He couldn't say anything about people either because he had a little stretch under his nose.

"What?"

And Jura, who gets thrown off brilliantly.

Too bad. Sube's father has been repelled.

Everyone who knew about Mr. Sefina's handshake was laughing at him as well as Ido.

"Nevertheless, you thought about it. I didn't expect to call dignitaries to the mansion where the thieves broke in."

Listea and Celice came sideways with a lively gathering.

"Now, if a thief breaks in again, it will be a national thief."

"Well, by the time I first broke into your house with a face on each side, it was something similar."

"Pfft. My grandfather taught me. [M] If you don't want to fight, just show your overwhelming power before you do."

To be precise, that's the word Neemia received when she was frightened of the battle. This doesn't just apply to Niemia.

"Before you fight, huh? Still, isn't that too much?

"hahaha......"

We looked over at everyone we were enjoying at the garden and we laughed.

The royal people of the kingdom of Armuard. the knights and Kingsguards with it. To the dragon kings, the dragon people who seemed free. The people of the Beastman tribe who are staying. The ear elders, the priests. And the dragon tribes who listened.

The garden, which was supposed to be large, was crowded.

Everyone at Chicken Dragon was the only one who got Mistral to speak up.

Where did you find out, the Feilongs were also here to see you.

The Dragon Clan is busy with the Fei Dragon Knights.

From what I hear, a huge number of tourists are packing up outside your mansion.

I'm sorry about today's security personnel.

Here's what I set up this time.

Hi, I found out that the burglar who broke in was not a glimmer of opponent.

That's why you don't have to move this one behind you.

I don't know when they'll break in again. That kind of anxiety was causing Priscia to evacuate for safety, too. Dragging the case annoys the servants, and there's no way I'm going to be much more cautious.

So he went on a defensive attack that ignored his opponent.

As Old Sleighsta once said, you just have to screw your opponent down before the fight.

So, chosen means.

Invite the kings, invite the priests. Get help from acquaintances named Dragon Nation and Ear Long Nation.

In other words, I thought I should clearly communicate my position outside.

He has a fat relationship to other races as well as royalty and clergy. You just have to know widely inside and out that selling a fight to me means turning these people into enemies.

I don't like these fancy things when I'm who I am.

This isn't just my problem.

Even this time, they broke into a gap where we weren't in your mansion.

From now on, I have trouble with similar things. Not only me, but my family and associates get annoyed.

Then create a situation where you can't even help me when I'm gone.

Like Celeste said, getting your hands on my mansion and inside me is going to be a national bandit. Not only that, but also from Dragon Peak and other races. Doing so prevents unnecessary disturbances.

By the way, security is adequate while dignitaries are staying. From the kingdom side, Kingsguard knights participate, as well as dragon kings and dragon tribes stay. The chicken dragons are moving freely around the mansion.

Now we can break in, I'm sure it's about the Demon King.

This was my plan.

I can't help thinking about the people who came together to endorse my plan.

I'm not alone. Once again, I thanked them for the large number of people who could help me out in this way.

Marriage rituals have to be splendid when it comes to thanking everyone.

Thus, the first operation ended in success.

Next, the second stage.

"Your Highness, I have received a letter from His Highness Ludriard"

"From Ludriard? It's bad luck he wrote to me."

Deputy capital Ambis.

It is the First Prince who presides over the administration in the office of the King's absence.

Cut off the seal of the letter handed to me by the butler.

"Is that a reminder?

If Rudriad sends a letter to his brother. I've probably never received a decent letter with a play money facade or vacation application.

Deacon was bitterly laughing at me for being so aware of that too.

The prince glances at the opened letter.

And gradually blushed.

Usually calm and settled, the butler is upset by the unusual appearance of the elegant prince he deserves as the next king.

"Yeah, get the horses ready! I won't forgive you this time, you Ludriard!

Even the companions and bureaucrats lost blood from their faces to the prince who revealed unusual anger.

"His Highness Ludriard, what the hell...?

"Bastards. Besides just me this time, I'm having a banquet with my heroes, Lord Ernea. This is a letter bragging about it! Summon the army. Bring my gear. Now it's time to show my wrath to my father, my king and my sisters!

"Your Highness, you're disturbed! It's a distraction!

Things have thus developed without Ernea's knowledge.