We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Hey, just another poison blessing!

"Stay, Nazaria. This mushroom..."

"You can kill hundreds with one of these."

"Heh, that's weird... So how about these nuts and weeds!?

"Poison, poison, poison!

"Ha, ha. Pathetic, Father."

"Azeylan, your prey is too stinky to eat!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

"You're right to bring a blue pig without scolding it. This meat only makes people faint because of the smell"

"Bye. This serpent..."

"Poison!"

"The deer..."

"It's not a deer, it's a warcraft! Of course, they didn't eat you!

"Heh heh. I feel sorry for the men."

"Ayura!"

"Ha, ha!?

"This fish is full of scales and bones. This one stinks of mud. That's poison!

"Hardly."

I'm out, space transfer! and no time to be impressed.

In the abandoned village, which returned in an instant, there were the figures of Sejm, Azeiran and Ayula, who were reprimanded by Nazaria.

...... too bad.

Three extremely evil people who followed me and took my prey.

But Ares was better.

I didn't realize, but apparently Ares noticed the tail. So, when he was about to be taken away, he dared lead me to useless ingredients. Not realizing that, the three worst people took it away.

The depression in the morning is clearing up thanks to this pitiful look. Ares is a satisfied face, too.

The three angry people and Mr. Nazaria are taking it in. I haven't noticed us back yet.

Nevertheless.

Micheira took me and Ares in and activated the space transfer without having to develop an old-fashioned surgical ceremony like Sleighsta.

Perhaps the scariest thing is Micheira...

Inspired or stunned by Micheira's spatial transfer.

By the way, we're the only ones back, but was the witch good?

When I checked, I didn't see the witch.

I wonder if Micheira's going back and forth one more time.

I tried to check.

Shimmering, and star-like grains of light began to rumble nearby.

The grain of light instantly increases, creating a space of stardust in the abandoned village before the evening.

In the strangeness of the village, I also notice the angry minded Mr. Nazaria and the three people who were angry and shrinking.

What, ahead of everyone's attention.

The moment I thought the brilliance of the stars had gathered.

There, a witch emerged with an unconscious brunette.

The grain of light drifts around the witch and the woman, like the aftertaste.

Witches have been able to transfer space, haven't they?

I'm afraid so.

"Ma, witch..."

Mr. Azeiran, who draws your face.

What do you mean, Ayura and Sejim shifting their gaze from witches to us?

"Your brother invited me."

"Yes. I invited you!

Be square, admit what you do.

"I can't believe you flex witches...... I see, this is the kid named Ernea. Again, I understand very well."

I'm a little shy, but I laugh back at Nazaria, who looks at me and laughs at me. Haha.

"I'm sorry. I'll take care of you."

"Yes, go ahead. The debilitated child, lie down over there. And there's no one I can count on, so help me."

"Okay."

When Mr. Nazaria and the witch exchanged words lightly, they moved on to each one.

The witch carries a brunette woman toward the indicated building trail.

Mr. Nazaria threw the poisonous blessings away relentlessly and came to me.

"Yes, give me what you've collected."

"Nazaria was tailing me, too."

You know I've got a lot of stuff on my hands because I've been watching.

Ask Ares to serve the harvest of the day.

"You're a big fish. But wouldn't it be a little too much?

Two goats were unable to move on the cliff. Deer and pig hunted in the woods. The bird that was running through the meadow. Lots of fish, lots of woods and mountain blessings. Finally, branches that were likely to become firewood and so on had also been collected.

I can't hold it alone, but Ares' mysterious space is huge.

"I've thought about the future, and I've taken a little more. So, do me a favor..."

"What. I don't mean to apologize this morning, but I'm gonna ask you some selfishness."

"That was good. Actually, from now on, maybe we'll need food for a long time. But I don't know how to make preserved food."

"Oh, then I'll take care of it. The meat is smoked. Fish dried or vegetables marinated. Let me give you a hand."

"Thank you! I'll split it among the food distress Nazarias, please"

"That would help. Then I'll ask you to collect some more after tomorrow."

"Leave it to me"

Negotiation concluded.

I ask Nazaria to prepare a preserved meal. Ms. Nazaria can increase her food reserves.

It was a good negotiation that was mutually beneficial.

Quickly, Mr. Nazaria will separate the ingredients released by Ares. Designate tonight's portion, and give us precise instructions to put our hands on the rest after tomorrow.

Mr. Sezim and the others had summoned Mr. Spirit, as they did yesterday, to help Mr. Nazaria.

"Doesn't Ernea have a short knife?

Ayura laughs when she looks at me with a white sword daring to pound deer meat.

When I told him I didn't have it in my possession, he took a dagger out of my nostalgia and handed it to me.

"I'll lend it to you. The cuts are great."

"Thank you"

Pull the dagger out of the sheath. And, oh, and I'm surprised.

The dagger was not made of metal. Beautiful orange sword with stripes. Yellow, red, and blue muscles, like nappies and formations, floated on the surface of the black blade.

Insert the dagger inside the deer's rear leg. Then the feeling of the tip of the sword slipping into the meat gap is exquisite.

Me and Mr. Sedgim, it dawned on the dismantling of the meat. Mr. Azeiran categorizes mountain vegetables. Mr. Ayura soaks or dries divided vegetables and fruits in a pot.

The kettle had been made impromptu by the dirt spirits.

I see, Mr. Spirit is handy at times like this.

The witch who put the brunette woman to bed was beginning to cook dinner with Mr. Nazaria.

I look forward to dinner because I have plenty of ingredients today.

Ares sits in front of the bonfire side by side with Micheira, waiting for the potatoes to burn.

It's purple potatoes. Is it delicious?

If you eat too much before dinner, you'll be hungry. and cautioned, the toddler and the girl raised their hands vigorously to reply, "Yes."

I did a handy job, but a lot.

When I realized, the sky was starting to dim.

"End of the day. Let's have dinner."

Mr. Nazaria and the witch arrange massive amounts of food around the burning fire.

I don't have a desk. Spread the rug on the ground, put the food there, and everyone is free to eat what they want.

I was worried that the meat would be okay during demolition or before processing. That's after dinner, Mr. Nazaria and the witch seem to get their hands on it.

That's a housewife. You're solid.

Witches, too, are surprisingly family. I don't know what you look like because you're still wearing your coat deep, but I don't have the scary impression you were told. However, there was an atmosphere where I wasn't trying to get in contact with anyone other than Nazaria and Micheira because they weren't very social.

"By the way."

Micheira approached the witch unconstitutionally.

"It's rude to hide your face forever. We don't know each other, and show your face when you're eating."

Say it, Micheira, jumped and played the headscarf part of the witch's coat back.

The witch's face was exposed to an abandoned village in the evening.

Me and Mr. Sezim and Mr. Azeiran fell in love.

Same as the coat, bright white skin. Long and beautiful silver hair. Beauty beyond all.

Printed paintings of celebrities, fictional heroes and beautiful women are sold in Wang capital and large cities and cities. The royal palaces, museums and mansions of aristocrats and rich people are decorated with beautiful sculptures and paintings.

But no piece of art or work of art that has been beautified with the addition of one hand is within reach.

The three men were instantly fascinated by the dewy, extinct beauty.

"Kohon."

and the cough goes into his ear and rushes away from the witch's gaze.

It would be rude to stare casually at a woman's face.

Mr. Sezim and Mr. Azeiran were also out of sight in a white manner, but were seen with white eyes by Mr. Nazaria and Mr. Ayula.

Or Mr. Sezim and Mr. Azeiran knew witches, didn't they? Beautiful enough to still be enchanted. Perhaps the reason the witch wears her coat deeply from time to time is around here.

"Come on. It's rice!

"Dinner."

The toddler and the girl jump to a side by side dinner with a face that doesn't know our slightly awkward atmosphere.

Place a pile of meat and vegetables on your plate and go back to where you were sitting. And I ate Momoko without praying.

"Come on, let's eat it before it gets cold. Because it's a treat."

After Nazaria sighed heavily, Ayura, the witch, and us handed over the dishes and started eating whatever she liked.

"I'll have it."

Because if you shy away at times like this, you lose money.

I'll make a pile of plates, too, and I'll sit next to Ares and start eating.

We all surround the burning fire and fill our stomachs with a delicious dinner.

The witch was also serving only a little on the plate, sitting beside Mr. Nazaria and beginning to eat.

The witch's cheeks lighted by the flames of the burning fire were slightly tinted.

"By the way, what was the witch doing in the forbidden territories?"

Speaking of which, I don't know the name of the witch.

It's rude to call them out, and can I call them "witches"?

"Speaking of which, yes. What were you doing with that kid?

Micheira nods to my question. [M]

You don't even know what the witch was doing, do you, Micheira? After all, I wonder if it doesn't mean the same people you know.

Though I had decided that the paranormal people could be moving with the same ideas, the same thoughts. Watching it this way, I could know that the people of immeasurable existence also have various positions.

"It's unclear where the knowledge came from, but it looks like a fool dug up an old ruin. I did the rest of it."

Old ruins......?

A certain ancient ruin comes to mind.

"Speaking of which. I forgot to hear the full moon door was open. But that's something you can clean up on your own. I don't think we need to bring her here yet."

"My concubine just wanted me to try that."

"So you were able to re-seal it successfully?

"Exactly, three places seemed tough in the short term."

"Uh-huh. So it's that debilitating."

Everyone but me snorted.

I had a few words to hear for the first time, but the witch and brunette woman still...

Three old ruins......

Without participating in the conversation, Ares was unconsciously carrying food served on a plate into her mouth.

Oh, man. Really, who do you look like?

We laughed at Ares' adorability when we saw her take more piles of meat and fruit instead.

Mr. Nazaria was always foolish to say it was food distress, but he seemed to have plenty of seasonings.

Micheira and Nazaria as well as I were satisfied with a delicious dinner with flavours.

Witches, too, didn't seem to have a uncomfortable vibe, although the word count was low.

The witch was still exchanging words with Mr. Nazaria and Micheira.

Apparently, no men have been dealt with, including me. That said, it's not ignored. If I asked you a question, you'd answer it, or you could just tell me a little bit about the area.

This abandoned village seems to be where the Virgin lived more than two thousand years ago.

You think there are a few of these lands on the continent in a sacred place that existed long before the Demons ruled?

"I want to go around the world and go to those places, too."

and leaked her thoughts, the witch raised her mouth corner just a little and looked like she smiled at me.

Finish your dinner and make a little joke.

The sky was completely darkened.

"Thanks to working more than usual today, I'm getting sleepy"

Dad hasn't slept since yesterday.

"Mr. Sedgim, aren't you asleep?

I stare at Mr. Sedgim with a big yawn in surprise.

"Well, I'll guard the night tonight."

"I'm sorry. I'll take your place on the way, please."

I'm supposed to be guarding the night in order tonight.

First me, then Mr. Azeiran. Sejim, Ayura, they go on.

I wanted to recover the dragon qi that I consumed in large quantities during the day with meditation, so I took it with pleasure.

Mr. Sezim leaves the field early and enters the nearby building trail. Mr. Azeiran and Mr. Ayula also went into the same building trail after the chat.

Are you going to sleep with your family?

There are walls from the burning place and I can't peek into the bedroom.

Nazaria and the witch finished the work we had left after dinner. And Mr. Nazaria goes to the same bedroom as his family.

The witch returned to the burning fire again and lowered her back.

"Aren't you going to sleep?

"The concubine needs to watch over that one."

That's a brunette woman sleeping in a different building trail.

It's not that you don't trust us. It's the witch who forced her to, so I wonder if she feels responsible.

I decided to meditate because the conversation didn't last. [M]

Applying an agura, Ares comes on her lap. Ares had the wooden knife of a spirit tree.

When I meditate, I immediately feel the mainstream of the dragon pulse. This is right above the mainstream of the dragon pulse.

Circulate the drawn dragon pulse in your body and divide it between Ares and the wooden knife of the spirit tree. I accumulated a little bit myself to restore dragon power.

How long have you been meditating?

Feel fully recovered and regain consciousness.

It's before breakfast for me right now, so much so that I don't miss my perimeter vigilance while meditating. But I didn't realize you were getting attention.

The witch and Micheira, who, speaking of which, didn't go to bed, were looking at me.

is, embarrassing.

"Who's the master?

To the witch question, I'm confused for a moment.

I wonder if I could say something about old Sleighsta. Would it be all right if I told you?

"Yeah, to my grandfather named Sleighsta..."

"Oh, that bad boy"

"Maybe, you know what?

"Ever since that was a kid. Was that so? That's my teacher. I'm going to have a hard time."

"Yes. A prank or something..."

"Not for a long time."

"Really?"

I didn't know the witch knew Old Sleighsta.

Micheira also knew as a matter of course, and from there it somehow became an old Sleighsta bad word or an old story.

Must be sneezing in a distant place right now.

"Were the young trees and spirits of that spiritual tree given to Sleighsta?

Ooh. I didn't say anything, but I was quoted for the identity of the wooden knife of the spirit tree and the attributes of Ares.

"No, it was me and Mistral who found it. Spirit of the Spirit Tree... Ares was possessed by a young tree."

and when i looked at Ares on her knees, yeah she was nodding.

"Can't you be a servant?

"Yeah, I'm not an ear elder. Because Priscia says she doesn't want to be a servant either. But that made me look terrible this morning..."

When I looked at Micheira, she was smiling without looking bad.

I was prompted to talk about what it means, so I tell the witch what happened this morning.

"We don't want to serve ourselves. I don't even want others to serve me. I don't know what it's like, but then I'm gonna have to deal with it."

"Yes, what I was missing is a reflection"

"Who..."

The witch saw me and Ares over the fire.

"Is the white sword of the waist an ancient species of dragon tribe, perhaps, the fangs of Sleighsta? That and the wooden knife that changed the young tree of the spirit tree. Weapons are legitimate, but protective equipment is poor. It would be a city man's outfit"

Without the witch telling me, my clothes were normal.

But this is normal to me, isn't it?

I also learned it when I was in school. Shields and heavy protective equipment may be effective against opposition parties and weak demons. But if the other strong demons or beings like Warcraft or Demons are beyond the control of the other person, they can only get in the way. Then it would be advantageous to be able to move quickly with lightweight clothing.

Furthermore, until now, I have lived among the Dragon people and stood up against the Demon people. The armor against an opponent with such an overwhelming offensive power was pointless, which is why I never turned my mind.

Talk about your knowledge and thoughts. Then the witch nodded to me that she had a point.

"But if you ever lack attention to the defensive side, that's what I'm going to repeat this morning."

"That's right..."

So, what do I do?

Lyla is susceptible to mental interference with the sequelae of recovering serious injuries by law. That's why I wear protective equipment constantly. Instead of physical protective equipment, they may need such inner protective equipment.

"Thanks for inviting me here. If you can gather what you specify while staying in the land, give them something to take care of."

"What! Is that true?

Me and Ares were delighted with the witch's unexpected offer.

"So what do I collect?

"First, there's one leaf of a spirit tree"

"You'll get that soon enough!

"Next, a Thousand-Hand Spider's Thread"

"... what is that spider?

"And then, the tears of evil dragons"

"Mr. Evil Dragon, have you flown somewhere..."

The only thing that's easy was the first!

I've never heard of a thousand-handed spider, and I've never heard of an evil dragon living in a forbidden territory from a giant demon king!

In honor of the witch's difficulty, me and Ares have solidified with their hands raised.