We Live in Dragon’s Peak

I heard your voice from the garden, Priscia.

As usual, are you playing with Niemia properly?

Priscia is always playing well. Sometimes Mr. Mistral pisses me off for playing pranks and removing too many wings, but the reflection is just a little bit. And then we'll play around naively again.

What kind of play are we playing this morning, I peeked into your garden and was just a little surprised.

Priscia was delighted to be held by a blonde luscious woman.

It's been a while since I've seen you, Mr. Ares. Not in her usual toddler shape, rarely an adult figure. I'm sure, Elnea, you freed your strength to hurry from you to come to Priscia.

Elnea, how many days has it been since you left? It seems like a long time ago we received a report of an attack by an advanced demon clan in the Dragon Forest.

Ernea, who has retreated from the demonic raid, take Master Revaria to the east sky. How dare that information be brought from the First Prince of the Kingdom of Arms, Rubion. In addition, Ernea, you were abducted by Mr. Ruirala on the Suranel River and the footsteps from it remain unknown.

"I'm sure we'll wait because we have an idea for Elnea."

That is Mr Mistral's view, and I agree.

But the truth is, Elnea, I want to be by your side. I'm just patient.

We are the only ones who know where and what we are doing. This is how Ares comes, too, to keep you informed of what's going on, Ernea.

Priscia sat on Mr. Ares' lap and began chewing hot purple potatoes with a mollusc of color to see where she had removed them from. Niemia is also forming over Priscia's head and eating the potatoes that Mr. Ares has skinned.

It looks very tasty.

However, with Priscia's head all over the potatoes, I'm sure Mr. Mistral will be mad at you later. I hope I can pay you before I find you.

Ah. Don't tell me you wanted to try it for a second.

Elnea, your parents' mansion. In that courtyard, you look happy.

As I smiled and stared at how cute she looked, but there appeared the suspicious.

"Ares, I found it. Today is the day for you to take me."

"Ares, I found it. I'm coming with you today."

It was the healthy twin sisters with silver hair who showed up in the courtyard to raise their will. It was Mr. Ufiria and Mr. Nina.

The noisy thing is, you two have dragon feng swords.

"It's dangerous, isn't it?

"Priscia, stay away. This is an adult battle."

"Priscia, stay away. This is a woman's fight."

The afternoon when I was having fun eating potatoes in the courtyard turned around and overflowed with dangerous odors.

"Come on, the twins are gonna bust."

"Evacuate - everyone, evacuate -!

"Run, run!"

Oh, my God.

The guards of your mansion, who were asking how I was doing, will flee at first sight.

Those who work for your mansion are probably familiar with the dangers of the two, as they are originally royal palace stuffed people.

"Come on, it's a battle. If I win, Elnea, take me to you."

"Come on, it's a battle. If I win, Ernea, let me see you."

Yufiria and Nina, who put up Dragon Feng Sword without alarm. The opposing Mr. Ares was looking up at the two with a luscious grin as he sat down on the lawn with Priscia on his lap.

Yes, it is. Me and Mr. Mistral will wait, believing you, Ernea, but not the others.

"I smell adventure."

"I have a feeling it's gonna be fun."

And with horrible things to say, I try to rendezvous with you every time something happens, Ernea.

Again today, I seem to have brought up some noisy stuff to say to Mr. Ares as best I can.

Oh well. I'm in trouble.

You shouldn't fight with your family, right?

I rush back to my room to get my sword.

Huh?

Me too?

It's my fault.

When I returned to the courtyard with the precious sword that my ancestors had inherited, there was at some point an increase in Mr. Mistral.

"Ladies, this is so noisy."

Mr. Mistral, who says so, has a pitch-black single-handed stick in his hand.

Yes. Very noisy. Perhaps the most dangerous.

More like this, won't we go on in peace?

"Come on... what?

Celice, who just came to see me, caught my face when she saw the swordswallowing atmosphere in the courtyard.

"Luiseine, is this...?

Celice hesitates to ask me questions.

"Yeah, right. Mr. Ares hasn't shown up here in a few days, so it's a welcome ceremony."

"Rituals..."

Yufiria and Nina take the Dragon Feng Sword. Mr. Mistral is a one-handed stick. And I have a sword. Celice complains silently about what kind of noisy ritual begins.

Very, very painful, Celice's gaze.

"Priscia, it's dangerous. Come on, come here."

There, Mr. Lyla, who showed up late.

When Lila let Priscia go from Mr. Ares' lap, she evacuated her to the corner of the courtyard.

It's unusual for Lila to behave tomorrow.

Don't think about it.

"Niemia, please sneak me to Lord Ernea alone. Look, there's so much sweets too. I'll give you everything."

"Mr. Lyla, you're about to run out, aren't you?

"Uh-huh."

To my point, Mr. Lyla blued and hardened her face.

After all, I had the soul audacity to take Priscia and Niemia on my side and join you alone, Ernea.

There is no alarm or gap.

Elnea, I believe in you. The only thing waiting for you is me and Mr. Mistral. And then Mr. Ufiria and Mr. Nina, and Mr. Lyla, are dangerous factions that want to have an adventure on your side, Ernea.

"Sister Yufi, we have more enemies."

"Nina, we have a disturber."

Mr. Ufiria and Mr. Nina darken the colour of their vigilance to the appearance of me and Mr. Mistral with weapons.

"Come on, both of you."

"That's right. The aim is to subjugate Mr. Ares with violence and indirectly control Priscia and Niemia, who listen to her favors."

I'm in a distant land, Mr. Elnea. In order to get to him, you will need wings that can cross the sky, like Niemia and Master Levaria. But did Master Levaria intuit that after your report, Ernea, you would definitely get involved in trouble, and he hasn't come down from Dragon Peak since. And Mr. Mistral is stabbing the nail at Priscia, saying, "You can't ask Yufiria or Nina for a favor." Priscia and Niemia follow because they are afraid of Mr. Mistral. Except for Ares' favor, though. When Ares asks, Priscia and Niemia will be bad kids without hesitation.

So it would be Yufiria and Nina's intention this time to yield the most influential Ares.

"That's what Mist and Louiseine say, but don't you two want to have an adventure with you, Ernea?

"That's what Mist and Louiseine say, but don't you two want to be with you, Ernea?

"Well, that's... I'd like to be with you."

"Luiseine? Everyone, you understand. What does Elnea want from us?"

It is my fault that my heart swayed by the words of Mr. Ufiria and Ms. Nina.

But Mr. Mistral is right.

Elnea, there's a deep reason why you're acting away from us.

Because we don't know when there will be another raid from the Demons, Ernea, you want us to protect our homeland.

This time we hear that the advanced demons are the opponents, excellent at putting out the signs, and very dangerous.

Alert of the demonic re-raids, the Dragons, the Dragons and the Ear Elders are still staying in your mansion, but we are the ones you have the most trust in, Ernea. So we need to protect our own family, Ernea's family, and many more people involved, in keeping with Ernea's expectations.

When I realized, all the dragon and ear elder warriors who were staying in the king's capital, just like us, watched with their eyes shining around them.

The dragon tribes also seem to enjoy watching this one on the far roll.

Guards who should have escaped and servants working in the mansion are also asking how they are doing with excitement from the shade of the building.

The Beasts are paying for their training, but if they were here, they would have turned the same weird gaze to this one.

You're in trouble. The wild horses seem to expect our strife.

Mr. Ares finally stood up with a deep sigh of relief as to whether he had opened himself up to the surrounding situation.

"Come on, it's always a battle."

Come on, it's time to be ready.

"Ho, which one would be prepared?

Oh well.

Mr. Ares' tone has finally begun to change.

You're both scared like Mr. Mistral when you piss Mr. Ares off. Do you understand?

"You can't forgive me. Be prepared."

"Well, Priscia will work with you."

"Ah, Priscia, you can't do that.

"Ah, Priscia, that's forbidden."

Yufiria and Nina panicked, but the latter festival. The contours of Mr. Ares, who received his spiritual powers from Priscia, began to shine golden.

Long blonde hair is shaking loosely.

And Mr. Ares took his weapon out of a strange space.

That's your weapon, Ernea. It was a wooden sword with a white sword and a spirit tree.

"Hey, I wonder why you have that!?

"Hey, what a thing to have!?

This surprised everyone who was asking about the situation.

Mr. Ares' possession of the white sword and the wooden sword of the spirit tree means that you are unarmed today, Ernea.

Is it okay?

Or, Ernea, what the hell are you doing without weapons?

You went to defeat the Demons, didn't you?

Without weapons, how do we take them down?

Are you sure you don't need a weapon?

Speaking of which, Ernea, it's not normal at a time when Mr. Ares, who should never leave beside you, is acting differently like this.

No way...

Don't doubt it, Elnea, but you're hiding something from us?

Mr. Ares is on your absolute side, Ernea.

Give Mr. Ares some time. Even if I tell him where he is, he asks Mr. Ares not to bring him in. And I don't need a weapon.

Two things and the devil started to wake up from the back of his mind.

Has Mr. Mistral become the same psychology as me, with his face drawn?

"Ares, do you want to hear a lot about this?

"Hehe, if you want to hear it, I'll do my best. Why don't you come?

Mr. Ares has a provocative grin on Mr. Mistral's words.

Where you want it, Mr. Mistral put up a one-handed stick.

When I realized it, I had a sword in my hand.

"Ready!

Mr. Lyla will be late to set up a two-handed stick.

But unfortunately.

Those two-handed sticks are made of spirit trees.

Mr. Lyla was betrayed by a two-handed stick of a spirit tree before she fought, tangled up in a stretched branch and rendered incapable of fighting.

"You don't forget, do you? The sword has the power of a spirit tree, right?

"Ah."

And I, too, was rendered powerless before I fought. The sword suddenly shrugged and heavy, and I rushed to let go of my hand, but my hands were sucked into the pattern of the sword and I kept my hands on the lawn.

The sword is too heavy to lift, and both hands have been deprived of their freedom.

Fear not, Spirit of the Spirit Tree.

Spiritual trees and natural phenomena are under Mr. Ares' control.

But my weapon is not just a scythe.

Draw a print with a slightly moving fingertip and play the eulogy.

That said, attack magic is forbidden.

Weapons can be stopped by inches when a battle is fought, but spells cannot be stopped when activated.

So it's a spell that affects the spirit.

He quickly completed the spell spell and released it to Mr. Ares, who confronts Mr. Ufiria and Mr. Nina.

I can't, and the treble sounds.

However, Mr. Ares was not affected by fine dust.

Damn it!?

I am still a war witch. As for the offensive side, I'm good at swordsmanship and magic...

Mr. Ares raised his jaw and grinned as he had won when he looked at me.

And I'm not the only one who noticed an unfamiliar neckline on Mr. Ares' neck with an invincible grin.

"Ares, I wonder what that is. You haven't worn those necklaces so far, have you?

As Mr Mistral pointed out.

Beautiful treasure balls hang over beautiful threads.

"Hehe. This is a testament to the love of the concubine and Ernea"

"Mm-hmm. Mr. Arda knitted the thread Terru gave him. I was so proud that the witch made the balls."

"" "" "Yes!?

Me and Mr. Mistral, Mr. Ufiria, Mr. Nina and Mr. Lyla's voices overlapped.

Terlu?

Mr. Arda?

And, witch!?

Elnea, what the hell are you doing?

"Ares, let me get you into more detail!

Oh, Mr. Mistral has changed his leopard.

Previously, we have been in a position to try to settle some disturbances, and now we are clearly showing Mr. Ares the will to attack.

Evidence that Mr. Mistral is serious.

My eyes began to glow blue.

"Oh, it's dangerous."

"For once, do you want to protect the building in the junction?"

"Let's make a loan to Ernea"

"Well, that's a good idea"

"Payment is in meat"

The dragon tribes watching over the potent weather are saying noisy things.

But no one can stop Mr. Mistral anymore.

"Nah. Peace be upon you today."

Niemia looked like she was having fun eating purple potatoes over Priscia's head.

But the disturbances that the Wang Du might vanish were brought to an end by unexpected intruders.

"Ares, keep me posted on Elnea. Otherwise, the capital of man sinks into the sea of trees"

"Well, that's troublesome. Dear Ares, please save the King's capital."

Celice screamed when she heard the woman who suddenly appeared.

A woman who appeared without any foretaste in a one-touch courtyard.

Anyway, the atmosphere is similar to that of Mr. Ares, but she was the first woman to see it.

"It's been a long time since that one stopped coming to my concubine. Ares, they are obliged to report any developments."

"Speaking of which, I wonder if you had such a role to play."

Rarely did Mr. Ares smile bitterly at the woman who suddenly appeared.

Oh, I see. Understood.

Only existence was known by asking you, Ernea. This woman seems to be the spirit possessed by that spiritual tree that Master Sleighsta protects.

When Mr. Ares came here, he was the first to hear that this Spirit of the Spirit Tree also had an obligation to report on your recent situation, Ernea.

The Spirit woman of the Spirit Tree turned the grounds of the Mansion into a tree sea without question when she appeared in the courtyard and detained everyone, including Mr. Mistral, with a gag.

I'm sure dragon warriors and dragon warriors will be able to pull off the dragon if they resist, but they can't go against the spiritual woman of the spirit tree.

Because if you resist and let your mood break, and the whole Wang capital sinks into the tree sea, not just your mansion, you have no ex or son.

"Come on, talk to me. Interesting. Report it crazy."

The Spirit woman of the Spirit Tree somehow held Priscia as a matter of course and began listening to your recent developments from Mr. Ares.

I didn't know there was a strange encounter in the Forbidden Territories.

Teru the Thousand-Handed Spider?

Um, is that the legendary warcraft they say is comparable to the gorillas...

I'm breastfeeding with Mr. Ruirala!?

One moment, please!

I won't listen to you.

Mr. Ares spoke funny and strange as requested.

Both Priscia and Niemia were shining their eyes on your adventure Tan, Ernea.

But we were weak, "What the hell are you doing..."

"Ernea. That sounds like a lot of fun."

Mr. Zan was sighing deeply.

I'm sure you'll be squeezed by Mr. Zan when you get back.