We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"So, do you know what he's doing?

"After crushing Count Baglad's next of kin, reports are coming back to the Devil's Capital"

"Is this the end of Count Baglad's clan?"

"All the while, Gilrad..."

The Devil's Capital has lost a ruler that has been reigning for many years, and a new ruler has passed that has emerged in the short term.

A painting of the desolate streets, with the fierce strife of the demons reaching out to the next demon king.

Multiple demons were gathered in the mansion where the inhabitants fled early.

But the expression of the demons gathered is uniformly dark.

At one point, Gilrad, a senior demon tribe that had dazzled him, was instantly placed under control around the periphery when he returned to the Devil's Capital.

"Hatred is that devil sword Bielmere. The last and best demon sword supposedly struck by the mason Bielmere. Without it, we would have had the opportunity to reward you with one arrow."

"That's not all. An ever-evening feather that the ancient demon king is said to have made by peeling the outer skin of the demon Jeszcherif. I can't grasp his entity because of that."

"There's a flair that doesn't even hold a title..."

"But he's the leader of a demonic hunt that divides the area. It's like holding a private soldier from the start, even if you don't have the power."

"Again, we work together..."

"Why not ask the Count of Euoyo, who has territory to the west, to cooperate?

"That one is one of those who goes for the Demon Throne. Right now, you might agree with us on shooting a remarkably powerful Gilrad."

Behind a tightly guarded mansion, demons were poking each other in the face aiming at the Demon Throne.

Now, I didn't know that Gilrad was going to occupy the Devil's Capital first.

After the Southern Demon King's gesture retreated.

We saw each other and got caught up in the gap.

The late aristocrats, advanced demons, and ambitious demons from another region were exploring recent Gilrad trends here in an effort to help defeat Gilrad, who began to have the power to pull one head out.

"Now hurry up and send a messenger to the Earl of Euo..."

A demon clan that was partitioning the field accidentally let the words cut off.

What is it, before the eyes of the gathered demons, whose heads fell to the floor?

"Huh!?

Suddenly, the servant demons also breathe and stiffen their bodies.

"Ooh, ooh. I wonder what you're discussing with the geese neck."

And.

Soon, there stood a demon clan feathering a pitch-black coat behind the demon clan that lost its neck.

A gentleman's grin was on his back, and a blue demon sword was held in his hand.

"Gi, Gilrad...... eh"

A man who called the name of a gentleman-style demon suddenly falls in two straight lengths.

What the hell, the demons who can't keep up with their understanding.

Gilrad stared at the assembled demons with graceful tricks as they stood in their first position.

"If you want to argue with me, please, on this occasion. Even this one, it's quick."

"Come on. You!

A demon clan returns to sanity as soon as possible is attacked by Gilrad.

Magic in his right hand, tearing Gilrad apart with sharp nails.

But demons who show confusion at the lack of response. And as it was, the claw-wielding Demon Clan collapsed to the floor and ran out of breath.

Someone leaked their amazement that it was such an idiot.

There is no Gilrad who should have just been standing there.

Without a doubt, everyone on this scene should have witnessed him torn apart by a magical nail.

"All night long feathers......"

The next time someone squeaks.

There were already five desperate demons, rolling on the floor.

"Damn, what are you doing on the lookout?"

A demon clan that shouts and unleashes magic.

"Don't you know? My magic, the magic of possession."

Everyone knew the rumors about Gilrad. Between the demons, it is a famous story that is passed down to other countries.

Knowing it, it was so powerful that when I saw it, I still thought, "No way."

You should be seeing it. You're supposed to be hearing me.

There's no Gilrad there.

Magic burns Gilrad's phantoms, and the Devil's Sword only passes the remnants.

And Gilrad, not rightly recognised by anyone while on this occasion, was just laid in a gentlemanly manner.

Just standing there, the next thing you know, the demons will feed on the Devil's Sword Bielmere.

A superior demon clan with a burn engulfed every mansion in flames with its own magic.

No matter how he could not capture Gilrad's body, the demon clan, who saw it disappear from all around him, gave birth to a blue body from his chest and held his breath.

"Heh heh. You think you can do something about me to that extent?

Gilrad washes away the flames and kicks the fireballs unleashed by another demon clan.

Roll the redskinned demon clan from behind into smoke and take the blind spot in reverse.

And stand somewhere else as if nothing had happened.

Not even knowing what happened, several more advanced demons held their breath.

Gilrad went on to shine his eyes in dangerous colors.

He was shown an overwhelming difference in strength, and the fleeing demon clan suddenly swelled the contour and blew it up as it was.

Many demons who were still showing hostility around them retreat a little later.

"Gilrad...... Not so much."

"In just a few moments, a few advanced demons..."

The hostile demons were frightened by Gilrad's misdigit killings and carelessness.

"Damn, who is it? Whoever said you could win if you attacked a lot of people."

"I can't, the magic is too different..."

To the frightened surrounding demons, Gilrad regains the gentleman's grin and prepares himself.

The battle had already arrived.

Soon, the wand was held, not by a blue glowing demon sword in his hand.

"Stupid. No matter how many large armies you attack, if you can read your husband's signs, you can't even help yourself."

Gilrad's minister emerges from the shadow of the abandoned mansion, and I salute him.

The demons, who were supposed to be guarding the mansion, were being driven out without one left.

"In the first place, you're wrong. You want a bunch of them? Stupid. Only the truly powerful are chosen as Demon Kings. Those who can only attack me by working with others are losers from the beginning."

No one can say back to Gilrad's words.

Their prospect was to help defeat Gilrad, a step-by-step presence in the battle for the Demon Throne, and then fight their own battle.

But the result was unbroken.

We should have planned to attack Gilrad, but on the contrary we were attacked by Gilrad.

The advanced demons, who were among the powerful on this occasion, could not even read the signs of Gilrad and would probably have died before they understood what had happened.

Though I tried to fight back with the remaining gestures, it still does, without even breaking Gilrad's defense.

Dozens of demons who were allied were down to less than half on short offenses.

The demons kneel down to surrender and abandon their weapons.

"With me, you're not willing to reduce the people of the future without a bottom line. From now on, you pledge your allegiance to me, so let's consider your treatment."

"Oh, thank you. I, Gilrad, serve you."

"Please, me too"

"Go ahead, minister some."

To the laying demons, Gilrad gave a satisfying grin.

"Receive your loyalty. But I won't tolerate betrayal."

In the eyes of Gilrad, who glowed, the demons were terrified of war.

"So, your husband. Lunch is ready. Let's go back."

Encouraged by a deacon who serves from time immemorial, Gilrad returns his heel.

Demons who do not like to fight leave and return to the lonely Demon Capital.

Upon his return to the country ruled by Demon King Kushalillah, Gilrad made a gap in which the Demon King of the Titans, who had previously occupied him, withdrew and instantly placed him under occupation.

Nowadays, Demon King Castle has been turned into a root castle and gradually began to extend its dominance to its surroundings.

"Hurry up and restore the upper castle. That's ugly."

"I'll make you hurry. But at the beginning and end of the day, the carpenters are getting away, and I can't get enough manpower."

"Spread the slave hunt to the region. The gesture would have been secured earlier. Let the newly organized army also turn to control of the surrounding area as soon as its formation is over. Those who resist are to be uprooted. Those who obey are generous."

"As Master Gilrad wills."

Staring at the Demon King's Castle you can see ahead of you, Gilrad gives instructions.

Gilrad walks magnificently on the Avenue of the Devil's Capital.

Residents, only marginally left in the Devil's Capital, had a frightened gaze at the new ruler.

How easy it is to hold power. and Gilrad laughs damned.

Gilrad was originally one of the advanced demons living in the Devil's Capital. A raw battle freak who made slave hunting his business.

Gilrad's cunning hunt is famous both nationally and internationally, and the Demon Clan, frightened by his work and leaving the Devil's Capital, continues unabated.

If you realize, the demons who did not like to fight fled early, all the demons who were as ambitious as Gilrad were defeated, and a strip centered on the Demon Capital had already fallen into control.

If it were so easy to gain power, you wouldn't have had to struggle to cross Dragon Peak. and Gilrad sighed into his past self, who was too cautious.

He defeated the war against the people, went backwards the stream of demon kings returning wretched, and secretly crossed Dragon Peak. The kingdom of the people that was ahead of us was fragile, so much so that we could wonder why the Demon King Army had been defeated. But by the time I arrived, the nation of men was already sheltered by the demon king of the south, and if I acted too prominently, I might be able to keep an eye on myself too. So I became cautious, and I took in the foolish people, and targeted the dragon king from the people who was the central figure in the war ahead.

As a result, the people I took in were too incompetent to end up in a tiresome loss.

The Dragon Clan and the Dragon Clan decided it would be troublesome to start putting out, and I had no choice but to come back.

Again, I should have worked on this side from the start, Gilrad thought.

Before blocking the signs and returning over Dragon Peak. According to the last gathering of information, the people they were after have since dazzled themselves.

After all, people are people.

Too small, I'm not even willing to go for it again.

During the retreat, I put in the provocation just in case, but this will not yield anything.

"Master, what are you going to do with the processing of the people who brought you here? That one, it seems to give your husband's name every once in a while, and the ministers are showing frustration.... because you really made a contract with someone like that?

"Say stupid. You really think I'm gonna make a deal with people? It's just one of those disposable pawns."

"But these days, it seems unnecessary."

"Though I have brought the Dragon King as a means of fishing. Well, don't be afraid to leave it at the moment. We'll think about it later."

In the end, that tribe was useless, and Gilrad still took a deep sigh into his past.

It is not something that I would do, such as try to be small.

After all, as a target of the Demon Throne, we must move with dignity.

This is not the first time that a battle for the Demon Throne has been fought.

The Demon King's Testimony, the Demon Sword, "The Soul Spirit's Seat" is all that's left. For whatever reason, I don't know if he will elect a new demon king, but the demons claiming themselves everywhere are rampant.

This time, the demon king Kushalillah was forced to change the country, transforming the land into a land without a ruler. To that end, there are people gathered from the demonic kingdoms for the Demon Throne.

Gilrad had already risen to prominence among the demons who were after the Demon Throne.

Quickly taking control of the Devil's Capital is a major factor.

It is the heart of a country ruled by the demon king Kushalillah. If you are also the new ruler there, it will be foiled.

A large number of demons appeared to submit to us without fighting.

Of course, there are those like earlier who have been fighting to take the Devil's Capital from Gilrad, but Gilrad's magic deserves superior rank, and he also owns excellent magic.

Defeat the named advanced demon clan, the demon clan that surrendered increased even more, and the forces expanded once and for all.

"It's a loose world. I wish I'd wanted power sooner."

To Gilrad's groaning, the butler nodded, "You're on your left.

"I've been thinking lately. Why is the Demon King not newly elected? But I understood it in this case. Beast plucked out of fangs. That's what demons are like today."

"Ho, can I ask you more?

"Yeah, let's talk"

Gilrad, who returns to the castle of the Demon King to be placed under his control, proceeds with a faithful butler. Demons and slaves working at Demon King's Castle bowed respectfully and welcomed new rulers.

Gilrad speaks with the look of being intoxicated by the status quo.

"Think of the demon kings who will now reign. The overwhelming magic is not to say, it cows the country with absolute dominance. Some moderates are like demon kings in the south, but that's because they control the country perfectly. If a fool wants to make a slight wave in his own country, he treats it brutally and mercilessly. The strongest and most atrocious of the Demon clans is the Demon King. But what do you think? Is there any cruelty to the nobles and superior demons of today? All those who are used to being dominated and happy with the bait they are given. So you don't choose a new demon king. No, I guess I can't choose. Though rulers reign at the top, demon kings are those who reign. You are not the ruler."

"Ugh."

"At a time when one's neck is draped by another, that person does not deserve the Demon King. Although to defeat common enemies, alliances and so on. The Devil King's vessel is dominion, not alliance."

"That's exactly the way your husband walks."

"Heh heh. Watch. Sooner or later, let us put this whole country under control. Dominate the country and rule the demonic tribe. That's the Demon King. And it's my future. If you show strength and dominance, you will surely elect me as Demon King."

"Whoa! You can see your husband's future clearly."

To the butler's praise, Gilrad grinned satisfactorily.

To the deacon's overwhelming reaction, Gilrad proceeded satisfactorily inside the Castle of the Demon King.

"But your husband. Recently, there have been strange developments in the region."

"Talk to me."

Gilrad turns his ear to the butler's report as he ascends the stairs and points his foot to the room of interest.

"Yes. Do you know the regional city of the north, that creepy city ruled by the Necromancer Goldba?

"It's a Necromancer City, isn't it? Was it an abominable city where only the dead lived?"

"It's the left. Since the loss of the dead from the Necromancer City, the southern demon king's reign has reigned."

"Are you the SS of the Southern Demon King? Sooner or later, we have to do something."

Now, not long ago, in the north, refugee flows are beginning to flow to the city of the Necromancer.

"What do you mean?

"Hi, it seems that the Fangless Demons, who don't like to fight, are fleeing to the Necromancer City. From what I hear, the Black-wing Demons seem to have changed their policy that nothing ever gets into the city. Inside the city, they hide demons and slaves who have been evacuated."

"You're abominable. It's just unpleasant to say that the demon king of the south continues to occupy even after his retreat. Now, are you thinking of flying an anti-flag against the demon king of the south and waking up your own country?"

"I don't know..."

"But was that the place where that man was raped last year?"

Speaking of which, I recall again the people I was after not long ago.

Elnea the Dragon King.

He's missing now, but is it possible that this Necromancer City move has nothing to do with that man?

It was that man who defeated the Necromancer, Goldba, who was believed to be immortal.

A world of weak and strong eating.

If I tell you, the new ruler of the Necromancer City will also mean that man.

"We need to find out a little bit."

"Leave it to me"

Having sensitively understood Gilrad's concerns, the butler quickly disappeared and moved on to action.

Well cared for, a working butler. While impressed, Gilrad entered the hall where the provisional throne rested.

Demon King Castle Middle Level. Between the thrones set behind it, it is dim to say that it is daytime.

Somebody get the lights. and trying to pronounce it.

I lurked my eyebrows in strange discomfort.

Hi, that's weird.

The signs of the ministers are faint.

It's not like there are no soldiers or servants to pack in Demon King's Castle. However, there is not even any sign of the slaves around the Throne Room, rather than the Demons.

It just so happens, doesn't it?

No, I don't think so.

Gilrad glanced at the back between the dim thrones.

"Who is he who sits there?"

Behind the hall. There was a man sitting uncomfortably on a throne stained with tears and gold.

"Come on, come on."

The voice that laughs invincibly is young. But the signs were tremendous, and why didn't he notice them until now, Gilrad said, stiffening himself to vigilance.

"There, my throne. I'd like you to leave."

"Kuck. Is this your throne? It's a long way off the mark. In the first place, you wouldn't be the Demon King yet. Yet what is the throne...... Kufu."

"You tell me"

What is laughable, the undead, deeply hipped on the throne, grins with his belly in his arms.

That attitude, which reverses Gilrad's nerves, gives rise to a willingness to kill.

Who the hell defiled his throne, Gilrad took a few steps and gazed behind the dim hall.

"... Ki, are you!?

And I was stunned and breathtaking that an unexpected figure was sitting on the throne.

"As promised, I'm here in the Devil's City."

"Guru. You are the dragon king of the people... Ernea!

To Gilrad's words, Elnea Ease, the Eight Dragon Kings, slowly rose up, one who was sitting on the throne in a disgraceful manner.

"Let me make you regret what you did to me, what you did to your family."

Say, Elnea has unleashed the white sword and the wooden sword of the Spirit Tree.