We Live in Dragon’s Peak

It was well understood through Priscia that the Ear Elders would serve the Spirit.

The ear elders of the Dragon Forest also coexist and prosper using spirits of various attributes.

I became friends with Priscia because of Ares, the spirit of the spirit tree that was possessed by the young tree of the spirit tree.

Priscia is a special child among the Ear Elder Tribes of the Dragon Forest who can see and serve the Spirit of the Spirit Tree. Grandma Yuri, the great elder, said the next chief is Priscia, who has those abilities.

But it looks like Toronto Priscia isn't thinking of using Ares.

As a true friend, I want to build a friendship.

He was just thinking about me and focusing on Ares. Thanks to this, Ares, a toddler girl, became Ares, a luscious adult woman.

And now.

Mr. Ares, who looked like an adult, was sticking his sword tip at me with clear hostility.

Mr. Ares is not in adult shape because of the influence of Priscia's power that she has accumulated so far.

He was shaping himself as an adult with Mr. Nazaria's spiritual powers.

"Mr. Ares, why..."

"What, did you still know this spirit? I've been feeling signs around Ernea since this morning."

"Served it... you ruled it"

"Was it the Spirit of the Spirit Tree? In the street, I shouldn't have been able to put it under service with a glimmer of string. I even used the back moves a little bit. That's why I can't serve for long. In the meantime, I'd like you to start a fight. Yeah, well, you can wait for my power to run out, but then, you're failing."

"On the other hand, I'm not interested in your grades?

"Don't say that. This is my opportunity, and I can't hurt you to try it."

"At a time when we're losing Mr. Ares, all we can do is lose."

I move my gaze from Mr. Ares to Mr. Nazaria and the others. [M]

The Nazarias themselves are unwilling to fight or show no hostility.

But...

When I returned my gaze to Mr. Ares, my cold eyes were being returned.

Do we have to fight?

With Mr. Ares?

"We don't need to ask questions. That's right, Elnea, right?

The words of Mr. Ares, who lost his emotions, did not sound like her voice.

Mr. Ares is motivated, even if I don't. [M]

I have no choice but to be served and ordered to fight.

"Come, Spirit of the Spirit Tree. Go!"

On Mr. Nazaria's orders, Mr. Ares kicked the ground.

The sword in my hand shines golden.

The leaves of the spiritual tree unfolded around him and began to ramble.

About, the scaffolding collapses. A tornado wrapped in flames strikes from heaven.

Everything in Mori Luo Wang stripped his fangs and attacked him.

There are no words in the compulsive battle that began without any reason to be prepared or convinced.

And a golden sword protruding sharply without any mercy pierced my chest.

"... Huh!

The battle was momentary.

I didn't move a step.

I just meditated my eyes on the impending natural mutation and waited for Mr. Ares to flesh out.

The fierce blade raised its fingernails relentlessly against me. Mr. Ares and I put our swords up against my chest, and we fall to overlap.

Mr. Ares did not leave with his sword protruding.

I didn't run away.

With the two of us down, I turn my arm around Mr. Ares' back. And I held him softly.

"Ernea......"

"Ares............"

I feel like Mr. Ares had a slight emotion in his voice when he buried his face in my neck.

I slowly stood up, holding Mr. Ares, who had fallen to cover without force.

"This is... how should we judge it?

"I don't know, Dad."

"I don't know either. How do you judge me, Mother?

"... Lord?

Four of the brown-skinned ear elders stared at me and Mr. Ares as confused.

A golden sword pierced my chest.

There is no such thing anywhere.

I don't have a hole in my chest, and I don't even have a scratch. I guess the bum I hit with the shock when I fell hurts enough.

Micheira tilts her neck like she's in trouble, too, to me, who looks fine, and Ares, who doesn't move because she's held by me.

"I mean, what do you mean?

Micheira has stared at me for commentary.

"That's easy. I have a lot of family. I've decided never to do it. I don't put a sword on my family, no matter what. Especially if it's such a farce to hurt each other."

Of course, Mr. Ares, who is close to one heart and soul, is part of my precious family.

"That said, I don't know what way, but it's a reflection that they took Mr. Ares as a servant. But with such superficial control, our family bonds will not break!

When the Spirit is served and commanded, he listens to his master. That's how much I understand.

But it surpassed the deep bonds we had built up so far, more than the ruler's orders. That is the result of this one.

"Even Mr. Ares wasn't trying to hurt me. Isn't that right?

When I heard it, Mr. Ares smiled happily in his arms.

"But it's a hopeful prediction, like a bet"

"It's not a bet. Whatever it is, me and Mr. Ares are connected by heart. Whatever you say in words, whatever you do, we both know what we mean. And I believe in Mr. Ares, and Mr. Ares believes in me. I was sure when Mr. Ares first uttered my name. He said he didn't lose his mind in the deep part, even when he was in service. Then all you have to do is believe in Mr. Ares."

"In other words, before the battle where the swords can be exchanged, the battle was held from the beginning in an inner battle that we cannot recognize"

"That's what I mean"

Mr. Ares worked hard to resist Mr. Nazaria's service even now in my arms.

I'll give you the freshman dragon chi to help. [M]

With my help, Mr. Ares pulled a thousand chains of Mr. Nazaria's curse.

If Mr. Ares moves unintentionally. I was convinced that if I focused my efforts and in some cases freed Priscia's powers, I could definitely go back.

I believe in my family.

"... but please stop using Mr. Ares already! Very troubled."

I never thought anyone could use the Spirit of a Spirit Tree.

At first, I was angry that I was caught in an unsolicited trial. But when I think about it, Mr. Ares realizes that when he stuck it, he was a wild spirit who was not under anyone's service, and thus could have been ruled by someone. And the spearhead of anger from Mr. Nazariah to himself turned to his own sweetness, who had lost sight of the matter.

It's a big reflection.

Mr. Ares, who was free, returned to her usual toddler appearance. And then he hugs me and he sweetens me.

Ares, you didn't like it because you didn't mean it.

Okay, okay, I stroked your head, and I smiled happily.

"So, have you finished grading me?

I don't know what was being tried. I don't know if it's in my interest or if it's necessary for Micheira and the others.

However, it is troublesome to get us involved with unsolicited thoughts.

Next time I do it, I won't know, and I'll stare at the Nazarias and stab them in the nail.

Micheira, who watched us interestingly, roared with her neck tilted, yeah. And I snorted.

"Unexpected developments. As I was asking, he's an interesting kid. But yeah. I wonder if Elnea's rating will come after seeing your family. 'Cause you're with your family, aren't you?

"Me as a family? I don't know, but if I'm going to make these annoyances to everyone else, I really won't forgive you this time!

"Yes. Okay. I won't do anything wrong anymore, brother."

"Oh, not your brother. Ugh."

She's a horrible girl.

Even if you say it adorably with a cute look on your face, you know you're a grandmother over a thousand years old!

You won't be fooled.

Me and Ares caught up in the one-sided convenience of Micheira and the others.

That said, as far as I'm concerned, I don't hate these people for any reason. The immeasurable thinks and moves in dimensions beyond the thoughts of ordinary people, as does the old Sleighsta. Because I know that, maybe I have the feeling I have no choice.

A lot of explanations have been omitted because I'm still immature and I haven't been able to stand next to these people. To put it badly, I haven't been dealt with yet.

After all, this is what these people are like before they learn to be angry at their irrational behavior, the giving up precedes them. I guess I have to grow up more to hit these people with anger and emotions straight from the front.

In the morning, I dropped my shoulder and sighed like I was tired.

"Pump."

But Ares, the primary victim, just seems a little unhappy.

The servant's curse broke and he was relieved in my arms, swelling his cheeks and dissatisfied.

I'm not getting angry about myself, but I'm sorry to think about Ares. I have to make it up to you with something.

"The Spirit of the Spirit Tree is growing selfish. Whose influence would that be?

"Well, who is it?"

Micheira walked up to me again after she had finished her evaluation of me.

I have feathers on my back, but I don't use them to fly.

Micheira, who came beside me, held Ares.

Ares moves into Micheira's arms without resisting.

Apparently, Ares isn't hostile to Micheira and the others, even if she's unhappy about this one. Whether you make a covenant with friendship or be subdued with power, there is no obsession with the covenant between the Ear Elders and the Spirit. Because if you don't want to be served by force, you have to be lonely so you don't get interfered with. Both me and Ares understood that, and I was reflecting on it.

By the way, Micheira is also a girl, so it's in the form of a friendly hug between the two of us without being able to cut it off.

"All right, all right. I'll reward you, forgive me."

"Naughty."

"Right. I'd love some potatoes."

Hehe, and the girl and the toddler smiled and looked up at me.

"Yes, sir. I'll do my best to find you."

I can't resist the demands of the little girls.

Oh man, I sighed and decided to go back to my original plans and go out looking for ingredients.

Apparently, Nazaria and the others are going to pick it up independently. While apologizing to me and Ares, I started getting ready.

"Yes, yes. Stay away from the lakeside of the lake where you can see it now"

From the abandoned village in the middle of the spiritual mountain you can see several lakes.

Do you think there are more than a thousand different lakes, large and small, in the embargo?

The lake that Mr. Nazaria pointed out is one of them. I could see the lake reflecting the dazzling and vibrant sky of the early morning.

"Why not?

"Because there's a witch coming around there"

"What!?

Surprised by the unexpected response.

Witch?

Is that that the witch that Old Sleighsta or Grandma Yuri or the giant Demon King spoke of several times?

"You know about witches."

"Only being. The presence of a witch means that the person is also allowed to enter the forbidden territory, right?

"I mean, that's one of the co-administrators over there"

"I see. But why should I approach someone who's a co-administrator?"

"Well, there you go. Because I'm scared."

……

What a reason.

Is a witch a scary person? But I can't believe we shouldn't get close for that reason.

Are you just getting close and being attacked without question?

Are you more scared than a giant demon king?

"Oh, you look interested"

"Ki, it's my fault."

"I wonder if that's true. I advised you. If something happens while you're getting closer to it, this one won't interfere."

"I mean, aren't you with witches? I thought we knew each other because we were gathered in the same forbidden territory."

"I know people. But, buddy, that's not it."

"Mm-hmm. There are a lot of things going on with people like Micheira."

And I told Micheira beside me, that's not true, and she returned it.

I'm sure there's a way the world works that I don't understand right now. and nodded deeply to convince his own heart.

"Well, let's just say it's time to go"

"Ernea, it's a battle!

"Mr. Azeiran, what are you talking about..."

"Brother, it's a good idea. Looks very interesting. Who will take the most offerings to the Lord, a battle?"

"Ayura, I don't like to talk about offerings."

"Lord, keep us company again while we are gone."

"Yes."

Micheira replied cutely and sat down with her knees like she did yesterday.

Apparently, Ares will give it back.

I left early with Ares. [M]

On a spatial leap, down the spiritual mountain.

The moment I first jumped, four other people besides Nazaria were leaking their voices, oops.

Spring young grass rushes down the lush slopes and into the deep woods. Exploring the surrounding signs, we were able to detect the signs of the animals as soon as possible.

In the distance, I feel strange signs like Micheira. But the signs of Nazaria, who had been exchanging words until just now, had disappeared beautifully.

Don't be afraid, the Brown-skinned Ear Long Family.

I didn't come into the embargo in search of these new encounters.

How did this happen?

After all, should I not be alone, as the Mistrals say? How dare you, look for the first prey.

Ares hugged me and looked at the flowing landscape with pleasure.