We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Clear blue skies that last everywhere. No clouds, it was the clearest day of the year.

Not hot, not cold, the sun envelops the earth with a merciful glow.

Best, a summer scene.

Cancer, cancer, and the grand shrine of the vice-capital Ambis rings.

Karin, Karin, and branches throughout the vice capital ring the bell.

Laaam, laaam, and royal palaces and public establishments ring the bells.

To the deputy capital Ambis, the gospel echoed.

The birds flap their wings and the animals make noise.

As people cheered for their blessings, a grand ceremony was about to take place in the Grand Temple of the Second Capital.

The large square in front of the temple is filled with petals such as red and yellow and blue and white.

People dressed in brilliant costumes surround the Great Square and wait to see the main actors of the ritual now.

One man and four women descended from a carriage based on the same red and black as the Holy Sword, receiving the glorious voices of people from all over the country gathered to surround the temple.

Those on the carriage who had triumphed around the main street of the Vice Capital by the time they reached the Great Shrine. That's the star of the day.

It is the symbol of the kingdom of Armuard, the brave Listeir and his daughters.

The senior witch who waited at the entrance to the square drew my hand, and the first person to get out of the carriage was Celice. Next, Keeli and Inea, followed by Namy in turn, put his feet on the petal square.

The four wear white costumes and wield the beauty of innocence.

The royal Celice and the average person, Namy, are in the same costume. Keeli and Inea in the witchcraft had a difference: the sacred costume of the priesthood, but it is a unified decoration regardless of identity or position.

An exclamation sigh leaked from the audience at the appearance of the beautiful brides.

And the last time I got off the carriage when four innocent costume brides took my hand was Listeir in a beautiful red costume like a flame.

More cheers than ever arose from the royal nobles and dignitaries of the square and from the people who could not enter the square.

The yellow screams and the wild voices of blessings mingled together, sounding even as though they were priestly celebrations.

The brave men and brides who stepped down to the square slowly proceeded, led by the advanced witch with the sceptre in her hand.

Listeer in the middle. Celice and Namy properly on the left hand side. Keeli and Inea on the right hand side.

Line up side-by-side, everyone joins hands and proceeds to the Great Temple.

This performance is what Listeer wanted strongly.

Listeer's real wife really becomes Celeste because of her identity and so on.

But it doesn't matter who you are to the Listeers. It seemed like Listeer wanted to express that we were all friends on an equal footing, whether we were princesses or witches, or ordinary people.

Namy was the one who wept over Listea's performance.

She's the only girl in her normal capacity.

Cheerful and brave, my son of a line of uplifting operatives, but inside, I was uncomfortable with my differences with the other daughters.

Of course, I know that Naymie's worries are with Listeer and Celice, and this is also a performance for Naymie.

Celice takes a firm grip on Namy's hand, which is already beginning to tear, and goes down the flower path.

On Listea's hips, there was no holy sword.

It's a sacred ritual, so I haven't done a sword, but everyone in this country knows that the presence or absence of a holy sword doesn't determine the value of Listeir.

I have constantly thought of my country and my people, not seeking profit, not being selfish, risking my life to be active.

And in the raid of the demonic army, which would be the worst since the founding of the country, he took the initiative to fight and showed so much activity that he was honored as a hero.

If the symbol of power is the king, then the symbol of people's hearts is the brave one.

Listeer, who had shown a rare activity in history, had become a brave man who, at the age of a little sixteen, made his name for history.

Listener hero Tan is spoken in the tavern, and the court bards continue to moan.

Walking in the sound and cheer of bells that bless that brave man and his four daughters, they were just the ones loved by the whole nation.

After the Listeers have proceeded, and gathered in the square, we also finally move.

First the families of today's protagonists go, and the priests follow. Followed by associates and dignitaries like us.

As a tribute to Listeir's accomplishments, some of the participants included the Beasts and Dragons, as well as about one Demon.

Leaving behind a large crowd gathered from all over the country to glimpse the sunshine of the Listeners, those invited to the Rite of Marriage stepped into the Great Temple.

In beautiful drapes and tightly decorated temples, we move to a designated location.

The Listeers had arrived at the altar first, in such a way as to welcome us.

This was also performed by the Listeers.

Today's ritual of marriage is no different to being a ritual for the Listeers.

But Listeir tried to be only a brave man in the kingdom of Armuard. I didn't lose consciousness that I was a brave man for people.

So it makes sense that, even in our own rituals, we do not ask family, friends, acquaintances and associates to attend, but because of everyone, we were thus greeted today, we want to welcome them with the heart that they did not come, they did not come.

When they all arrived at the designated place, the ritual for them finally began.

Yashra the witch-head, a representative of the temple religion of the kingdom of Armuard, stands at the altar.

The witches honk their sceptres and play their festivities as they ring the bells.

We also recite our freshly remembered congratulations to all, honor the goddess and bless the Listeers.

At the end of the long play, Master Yashra purifies the air by honking a great scepter, urging Listeir to say the words of his vows.

Listea vows love, so do your daughters, and we all promise to bond.

And Listaire and her daughters exchanged a sign of love.

It's a gift I've been preparing for this day, thinking about each other.

Listea sent matching rings to her daughters. Celice is a handwoven sword belt. Namy is a handmade bracelet. Keeli and Inea co-made protective gear necklaces.

The bracelet and protective gear contain the idea of protecting the listeer. You look like her, too, Celice's sword band.

Celice is royal, so if you want a gem, you can easily get it. But then it can't be a sign of love. Over time, thoughtful, hand-knitted sword bands are far more valuable than gems you can get without effort.

The gems in the ring sent by Listeir are made from precious ore obtained from previous adventures.

In the case of Listea, I will always work with my daughters as a brave man. Like the Styler family of adventurers, I can't just go on an adventure and collect them.

Still, it is a precious gem collected little by little by little by Listeir, who has had many adventures so far.

There was an inexpensive value there.

Pledge of Love No. The service to see the gift was served by Louiseine, a great best friend of Keeli and Inea.

Her original title is War Witch.

You're in a position not to stand out for these events, so you've worked so hard to learn to celebrate and learn how to do it until today.

It's very nice to see the Listeers full of happiness, but my eyes captured the hard working Louiseine properly.

And I was secretly determined that I would have to give gifts to everyone too, watching the rituals of marriage of the Listeers, which also had a strict, albeit glorious atmosphere.

Slatton and Crescio's marriage ritual was a tough one that used a whole day, but the Listeers ended in half a day.

Yeah, a little different?

Still, in a way, in the middle of a ritual.

After the sacred ritual performed in the Grand Temple of the Vice-Capital, it became a reception by moving to the Royal Palace.

It's a ritual where the country divides itself from here.

heir to the Holy Sword, which has been taken over from the Founding King. And the princess is also married from the royal family. At a grand reception with the prestige of the country, guests from nobles and leading families who were unable to enter the Grand Temple, luxuries and luxuries, and the Kingdom of Yortenitos were also exchanged on an unprecedented scale.

Furthermore, alcohol and food are widely behaved by the people in the vice-capitals and the Wang capital.

"Happy marriage, Count!

"Elnea, don't say Count or anything."

"That's good. Before we got married, Listaire became an Earl."

"You've gotten great."

"Slutton, who says so, has also become a baron, hasn't he? Congratulations."

After the dinner party, which brought together nearly a thousand people, it became a lively banquet.

And me and Slutton, who were bickering, bless Listea for coming around to say hello.

Yes. Yes, it is.

Listeer was praised for her achievements so far, and this time, she became Count.

Speaking of Counts, you're just like the legendary Winged Dragon Yugra.

No territory given, but a fine nobleman.

However, at the same time as the Symphony Medal, they will have a splendid mansion built in the vicinity of Wang capital.

Well, he hasn't made that much progress yet.

... you shouldn't think that my home, which is already finished, is what the Count's mansion is going to be.

When you come home after a long journey, don't think that some of the grounds and surroundings have become deep woods because of the work of a certain spirit, or that it has become a lost forest because of the influence of a certain treasure ball.

"Elnea, did you even talk about the medal?

"Yeah, I said no. Even Yortenitos turned down the title of Dragon Knight, and you can't just take it this way."

"Damn, the Dragon King has a different heart."

The Dragon Knight and Baron Slutton look at me like he hates me.

He still says, "I'm going to be the Dragon King," so maybe I'm the one with the eyes.

"Haha. Elnea, you turned down the Demon King's throne."

"Wow, Louis Lara! You can't say that here."

The only demons who had participated in Listeir's marriage ritual, Louis Lara, had made a bomb statement, and those who listened to our conversation around her were a little surprised to open their eyes.

"Ma, Demon King..."

"Elnea, what have you been up to all this time?"

"Haha...... Just to make sure you're safe."

"Yes, yes. You blew up every Demon Royal Castle that the Demon King ruled when he attacked you last year. Speaking of which, Ernea, you didn't become the Demon King, but you're no different than being the ruler of the Necromancer City."

"And you say it's a Necromancer City!?

"Ernea......?

"Ah. Next time, I'll invite you there. It's on the periphery of the Demon Nation, but I think we can take everyone there. Mr. Meduria, who is representing the Lord, is a good demon."

"No, no, you're the city of the Necromancer..."

Speaking of which, I don't live in Necromancer anymore, so you can't call that Necromancer City forever, can you?

With Slutton's pulling face and Listea's worried look at me, I finally realize that everyone is mistaken about Necromancer City.

I hastily explained, but something is noisy around me.

"I mean, why is Luirala invited here?

"Ernea, you're terrible. Even so, I am a goodwill ambassador sent by His Majesty as an envoy."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"For once, I was involved in rebuilding a nation, wasn't I?

"Yes, you did."

"Elnea, he's officially sent me an invitation."

"Listea, be careful. It's tough when you can put your eyes on it."

"I'd like to send that word to you, Ernea, exactly as it is. Elnea, the journey that you've been asked to help and ravaged the Demons has been really hard."

"Stop. Stop saying things that are misleading!

The fact that many people were trembling around us was a story Mistral told us after the reception.