We Live in Dragon’s Peak

The next morning.

Make a big stretch, get familiar, and then leave the bedroom.

Last night, I was very happy to talk to a witch who I thought was a little hard to talk to, in addition to my thoughts.

The witch and Ares were there when we went through the building grounds to the burning place where everyone gathered.

Is Ares going to be, on the witch's lap? When did you get along like that!

Ares is a spirit, so she doesn't need sleep. But you were supposed to be in bed with me.

I was betrayed in a different way than yesterday.

And surprisingly.

Ares already has the purple potato in her hand, and he's cheeky... not that.

Beside the witch and Ares. There, a dark-haired woman sat.

Are you feeling a little chilly or are you wearing red and black fur on your knees that was also woven when you were asleep? And he watched Ares eat potatoes looking delicious with a gentle grin.

Black, long lashes, same as hair. Cut long eyes. White skin.

The witch is an immense beauty, but this brunette is also an immortal beauty.

"Good Morning"

You noticed me, the brunette has stood up and politely greeted me.

I say hello in a hurry, too.

Kind of like having Luiseine in front of you. You're not supposed to be forced, but this one makes me feel like I have to be polite.

To my kind greeting, the brunette narrowed her eyes and smiled gently.

I wonder what it is. That alone will heal you.

A smile full of charity, I wonder. It resembled the smile of Master Yashra, the witch-head of the kingdom of Armuard.

"Eh. My name is Elnea Ease."

"I..."

When I named her, the brunette saw the witch only for a moment. And he named me back a little sorry.

"… Arda, it is"

Fake name, huh?

I think there are a lot of things going on with these people, like I'm under embargo. So maybe I can't name my real name. I am not interested in exploring such circumstances.

Even if Mr. Arda's name is a pseudonym, I can forgive it in her seemingly sorry atmosphere. Maybe Arda's a sweet guy and doesn't like to lie.

"Regards"

When I reached out casually, he shook my hand generously.

Fine, slender fingers. If you look at it, the wrist, neck and even the thin hips peeking from the clothes make a luxurious impression. But that's a big mistake.

Whatever, he's taller than me!

Maybe it's about Mistral.

And the hand held back was thin but powerful.

"Come on, we have breakfast today. Ernea, I'm sorry to wake you up."

"I'll stay up late..."

In the end last night, Micheira stayed awake until about the same time as me.

I wondered if I could wake up. Fishing for breakfast again this morning, it took a light.

Have a lively breakfast for everyone.

When she was full, Ms. Nazaria began to treat the meat and plant the weeds and fruits for preservation following yesterday. Looks like Mr. Ayura will be joining us today, and he starts to move busily.

"So, what's Elnea gonna do?

I've heard it with a bad face Mr. Sedgim is masterful.

"I want to hunt a little more for Nazaria..."

And then I wonder if I want to collect the material that the witch told me last night.

"Arda."

I wonder if the witch will help Nazaria, too. Get ready, while I call Mr. Arda.

"Go hunt with Ernea if you want."

"... Though I want to go home as soon as possible?

"A distraction. Remember, sometimes they distract you."

Apparently, going hunting with me is a distraction.

"Well, do you want to come with me"

When I smiled and asked her out, Arda threw a little witch and dropped her shoulder.

Since Mr. Arda is here today, I wonder if it is forbidden to jump in space. But when I do, how do I find the thread of a thousand spiders and the tears of an evil dragon...

In the first place, where do you get those two!

It's supposed to be a thank you, but a collection of challenges. And I don't even get a clue.

Is this really a thank you?

Leaving no doubt behind, I will not fail to prepare. That said, I just received a lunch for three from Nazaria, not using bows and arrows or traps.

Then he held hands with Ares, a full toddler, and left the abandoned village alongside Mr. Arda.

Mr. Sezil and Mr. Azeiran were smiling at us.

Those people, they're definitely plotting to take over again today.

Bad people.

"Take care, Mr. Arda. Those two will steal their prey."

"Okay, I'll be careful"

Mr. Arda nodded, just like me. [M]

No, you're lighter than me!

I possess the white sword and the wooden sword of the spirit tree. [M] Ares is here, too. But Mr. Arda didn't even have a protective weapon.

I have red and black fur wrapped around my waist. Apparently, you were looking red and black because you had red hair growing on the black beast's ground skin. It was a feathered woven fabric that utilized the skin stripped from the beast intact.

I didn't know what outfit it was because when Mr. Arda was unconscious and asleep, he was weaving this fur instead of a blanket.

Mr. Arda walks next door in a very classy outfit. Blue fabric for hem, collar, etc. Sewn in gold thread or silver, or embroidered with patterns. I can see from a glance that I'm not a normal person.

But even though gold and silver yarn may be used, it's not nasty at all.

Either it's tough or...

Does this resemble something like Luiseine or Master Madrine being here?

Yeah, maybe better than what the witch-headed Madeleine is wearing.

"Anything?"

"Oh, I'm sorry."

I was staring too hard.

Apologize to Mr. Arda, who looks at me in doubt.

Mr. Arda had another loving grin that he didn't care.

But how does Mr. Arda hunt for his prey without bows and arrows or even weapons?

Oh, well.

I should hunt the animals and ask Arda to pick the weeds and fruits.

I think the witch sent me with that intent.

Sure, picking mushrooms and nuts is a relief, right?

"Well, let's look for animals and find fruits and stuff"

Exploring the signs, there are signs of small animals at the end of the meadow.

Unfortunately, I couldn't read the signs of Mr. Sejm and Mr. Azeiran, but let's not dare aim.

So turn off the signs and proceed with caution.

Is that obvious?

Naturally, Mr. Arda had erased the signs, too.

That's just the witch letting you accompany her.

Sit back and go to the meadows.

It's a distance that can be packed all at once if it's a spatial leap, but I guess we should go a little further. The moment I thought.

As expected, Mr. Azeiran appeared in a spatial leap near where there were signs of prey.

"Ugh."

But it was Mr. Azeiran who screamed.

When did you pack your time? Mr. Arda entered Mr. Azeiran's nostalgia and was throwing it away.

Flowing motion.

Speed that goes unnoticed.

That was like, Mr. Zildo's move.

Mr. Azeiran, who is thrown away, spins gently in the air and lands beautifully with a surprising scream.

"Mm-hmm. Don't do it, lady."

"Welcome. I didn't expect you to jump that distance in one go."

Mr. Arda was smiling, but Mr. Azeiran was letting him pull his face.

"... maybe"

I ask the terrified Mr. Arda, who was left in the situation.

"Could it be, but Mr. Arda is sensing signs of Mr. Azeiran and Mr. Sezim?

"The other wants to see this one down in the woods."

Oh, goddess.

Oh, my God.

I have no idea, but Arda knows exactly what it is.

That is.

Mr. Arda is more amazing than I am.

"Don't do it quite. Well, let me be a little more serious about this one."

Mr. Azeiran disappeared before us.

... No, no, no. It's not a battle or an arm test!

What are you serious about...

On the offense of Mr. Arda and Mr. Azeiran, the signs of prey that were felt nearby had escaped.

We're in trouble, and we drop each other's shoulders, and we go down Spiritual Mountain looking for our next prey.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Arda"

"I wonder what?

"How are you exploring the signs of Mr. Azeylan?

I'm very concerned!

Mr. Arda hasn't shown how he particularly felt, nor does he have a bare look at hearing the voices of all things. Yet it comes as no surprise that you are accurately grasping the signs of that extremely evil elder ear clan.

"How..."

As she proceeded through the meadow, Ms. Arda put her hand on her chin and thought only a little.

"There are people in my family who disappear perfectly. No matter how hard you try, you can't sense it at all. I still don't feel any sign of Mr. Sejm or Mr. Azeylan."

"Because those people are ear elders. I don't think you're ashamed if you can't detect the signs, though?

"Maybe. But I want to feel it. Otherwise, I'm going to be in trouble. So if there's a way, I want you to know."

I'm sure it's not an easy technology to acquire. But I think it's a mistake not to ask for answers just because you can't remember just asking.

Well, I feel hindsight in trying to gain knowledge left to others.

Still, I need a little skill and knowledge right now.

Mr. Arda stared back into my serious eyes and opened his mouth.

"When I was little, I was taught by the Ear Elders"

"You've had contact with the Ear Elders, too, Mr. Arda."

"Yeah, it was a short time. So. Until I met her, too, there was a presence nearby that could not read the signs, no matter how I scratched it, like Ernea."

I hear I'm just like Arda's childhood.

Who the hell is this guy?

"Ernea said she'd detect signs."

"Yeah. I can't read the signs of Mr. Sedgim's men, though."

"I was, too, doing that. But they're not."

"No?"

"Yes, reading the other person's signs is a mistake in itself."

"Hmm, I don't know what that means"

Me tilting my head and trying to read the meaning of Mr. Arda's words. Ares is imitating it. Mr. Arda looked at it and smiled gently.

"As Ernea also said. Some people can completely erase the signs. Even next door, I can't feel a sign."

"Yes. Yes, it is. When I first met Lyla, I sometimes felt no sign that she was next door..."

"I completely erase the signs, the signs of someone with that kind of skill, no matter what. I can't detect it, so there's no sign of it."

"Mmmm. But Mr. Arda is aware of the signs of Mr. Azeylan, isn't he? Doesn't that mean the ability to read the signs, going over those who have completely erased them?

When I uttered my doubts, no, I was totally denied.

"Again, there are those who completely erase the signs. The signs of such a person will never be found."

"So how is Mr. Arda reading the signs of Mr. Sezim or Mr. Azeiran?

Down the gentle slopes of Spiritual Mountain and into the woods.

Hold Ares back and continue through the roadless woods with the leaves drawn apart. Make it easy for Mr. Arda to walk with you from behind.

"What I have been taught. Try to perceive those without signs, not to explore. I feel the world."

I stopped and looked back at Arda's words. [M]

"I feel the world...... Does that mean feeling the dragon pulse, feeling the wind, feeling the warmth of the earth?

"Dragon vein?... Oh, is Ernea from this area? I learned from spiritual veins."

Old Sleighsta said it first.

Dragons and dragons call it the "dragon vein," but some people call it the "spiritual vein."

"Ernea is right. The world is filled with diverse signs."

If you take a deep breath, you feel signs of the forest, and if you ride on the back of Revalia or Niemia, you feel signs of the sky and signs of the wind.

Arda said, feel the breath of those worlds.

"One who has no sign cannot be searched. But there are many signs all around him who has no sign of it. Then, what do you think? The wind blows. The wind tries to create a natural flow, but when it hits those who kill the signs, it creates a distorted flow"

"You mean the wind's out there somewhere where nothing's supposed to happen."

"Yes. So what happens when there are no signs of tree branches?

"Mm-hmm. With the weight that shouldn't be, I wonder if the branches deflect.... right. If you have feet on the ground, the bugs avoid passing through, or the grass is crushed. If you're in the water, it can interfere with the flow of water or the swimming of fish."

My whole body was struck by lightning.

Since when?

Ever since I sensed the dragon pulse?

Something familiar, obvious. It's not just the dragon pulse. Wind streams and soil warmth, tree breath, and bird and insect farming. Nearby, distant stuff. The signs of nature brought us much information at all times. But they are too commonplace to be filled with nature to be aware of.

I and my family have the ability to hear the voices of all things. But beyond that. Not only is your voice important, but your ability to feel signs of a world full of them.

"I see. Instead of looking for the one with no sign, you look for discomfort among the signs full of the world."

Eye to eye scales is this.

It's not like the previous technique of detecting signs is a mistake. But if you want to be higher than you are now, I thought it was a technology that you have to meet and a mindset.

"Thank you!

I took Arda's hands and thanked her deeply.

Arda was surprised when I suddenly grabbed her hand, but you're welcome, she smiled.

"Would it have been nice just to advise you now?

"Yeah. That's too much. And then, I think it's my effort."

"Yes. Good luck."

"By the way, how long did Mr. Arda get to meet with that teaching?

"Because the environment and times were special in my case...... About half a day?"

"Murray, that's murray!

Don't be afraid, Mr. Arda.

I could get a definite clue, too, but I won't get to see you in half a day.

But for half a day, let's do our best to get to know each other while we're staying under the embargo.

I looked up at the distant sky and took a firm oath.

"Hang in there, hang in there"

Ares was there for me on the chest.