We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Okay, gentlemen. Dragon Forest precautions…"

Boys and girls gathered in front of the woods.

Yes, it's not about us.

I'm talking about the raucous young boys and girls who are fourteen this year and will be a year of travel next year.

I'm only sixteen, too.

From now on, an outdoor internship means that boys and girls full of English are receiving precautions from their teachers.

Adventurers and us watched them a little further away.

"Okay, Mr. Elnea. Today's note is…"

"Eh. Louiseine, do I have a precaution too!?

"Elnea, you're the one that worries me the most."

"Mr. Mistral, you don't believe me!

"Elnea, what the hell do you usually do?

"Come on, it's Elnea. As a man, I'm sorry you don't trust a woman."

"Crescio, Slutton, you can't pepper words. I mean, I don't want Slutton to tell me."

"Ernea, every time, you deny me."

"Ha ha ha, Duranell was foolish, Slutton. The cow that tried to feed you again ran away?

"Come on, Duranell, you talked about that."

"Duranell said I was hungry. Not yet, huh? Isn't hunting better for me?

"Tell you what. Then it's a fight!

"Just what I want!

"Hey you guys...... Come on, man. You guys are the ones whose job it is to protect the students, the scene where they compete for hunting arms."

"Ernea?"

"Mr. Elnea?

"Slutton?"

"" Oh, I'm sorry... "

Kizilm and everyone pissed me off and Slutton reflected softly.

Ha!

The boys and girls are looking at us with strange eyes.

How embarrassing.

Slutton is on Crescio's back, and I blush in the shadow of Mistral and Louiseine.

Slutton is a celebrity alongside the brave Listeir. Everyone knows what he looks like.

Rumors are spreading about me too, and they're holding my finger that's the owner of the Dragon Hall.

But more than that.

The cold gaze of Mistral and Louiseine just stung me in the heart.

You were right to follow me.

"You were right to follow me"

"I don't know, you have all the words, like Yuffi and Nina..."

"Not at all. This is why I can't leave you alone."

"That's right, Mr. Elnea. Don't cause problems."

"I'm sorry."

"Reflection be seated."

"I'll be seated till I count a hundred."

"Yeah, we're going to have a front seat here!? Everyone's watching..."

"Goddamn it, it's Elnea. That's embarrassing."

"Slutton, you too."

"Ma, stay, Criscio"

Thus, me and Slutton were made to take their seats in front of everyone.

Very, very embarrassing.

But you deserve it, don't you?

From now on, if you don't want this to happen, you have to reflect properly.

Unlike me, Slutton, unfamiliar with the front seat, was paralyzed in the leg after reflection, when he could not move.

After hearing the precautions and explanations from the teachers, the students finally step into the Dragon Forest.

It's almost late summer, so students who have trained in the Dragon Forest and elsewhere since spring are accustomed to footsteps.

Has it been time to finalize the companions who will have a year of travelling together, divided into several squads, each proceeding in a different direction through the forest?

That said, it's also hard for adventurers to supervise protection if they really act in variance, so it's to some extent widespread.

The adventurers follow behind the students strolling through the dragon woods with exasperation, paying attention to their surroundings.

And me and Sluttons went further behind such adventurers into the dragon forest.

"All right, sons of the people. Let me tell you something about our real hunt."

"... why everyone in the Beastman clan!?

It was the Beasts who were studying abroad who appeared in front of the students, refreshed a little further through the woods.

Students are surprised by the presence of dog jegassin, cat breed revenge, pork breed kwaura and other beast tribes staying at my parents' house from the bush.

Is this the first time you've seen the Beast clan up close, girls and boys alike are a little lumpy in their beastly looks?

There was no way he cared about the signs of those students, and all of the Beastmen started classes about hunting.

"Hey, Mistral. Did you hear they were gonna join us?

"Ernea, you weren't listening to your morning teacher? I told you to be polite today when you're training to hunt wild animals and have the Beasts coach you."

"That's when we were making a scene."

Um, I didn't hear anything at all.

Each squad was followed by two Beastmen, and hunting classes began.

One seems to be a combination of carnivorous warriors and the other herbivorous beasts.

I wonder if warriors will teach hunting and herbivores will teach them how to collect mountain vegetables and such.

There will be a limited number of people who will need hunting skills over the course of a year's journey, but you don't have to know if you don't need to, either.

Nobody knows when and what kind of knowledge we're going to need in this life. So the boys and girls who are fourteen learn the knowledge of all life and experience many things.

I watched my students emotionally say that I studied a lot two years ago. [M]

I think my fate was decided when I was fourteen.

They might also be experiencing something that will determine their future life at this moment, right?

As I watched the warriors of the Beast clan far-flung the boys and girls who were taking whatever kind of classes they were hunting, Louiseine smiled gently at me next door.

"I don't know, Ernea, you're looking a little grown up."

"What, I'm an adult, huh?

"Mm-hmm. Elnea, you haven't changed much, have you?

"Criscio, what are you talking about?"

"Elnea, you're not uncomfortable over there."

"Slutton is an old man, isn't he?!

"What the hell?"

Was Slutton pointing to the students?

I raise my voice in protest.

But even Mistral said with a smile, "You're as cute as ever," which made me sad on my own child's face.

Would you look more mature if you even grew a mustache?

Slowly through the dragon forest, the Beastman class continues.

At first, they were students whose hips were drawn to the appearance of the Beasts, but I wonder if they got used to it while they were taking classes. The students divided into their respective squads often listened as they gathered around the Beastman tribe to walk through the woods.

The students teach the warriors of the Beastmen how to handle bows and arrows, how to tension traps, what places animals are lurking in, how to act, and what is dangerous.

I would have taken those classes before, but in the human race and the Beast tribe, if experience is different, thoughts are different. The boys, who seemed to dream of adventurers in particular, were listening with their eyes shining, to different perspectives, to knowledge and cum that they never thought possible.

Apparently, the first day of training is hunting under the guidance of the Beast Clan.

Find the prey, hunt it, hunt it.

If I can't finish my prey, they won't have dinner today. Sounds like a little more challenging training about getting through the training period with harvested meat and mountain vegetables.

"Look, the basics of hunting come from under the wind. Follow the smell of prey. Don't make me notice this smell."

"Even when looking for prey, the art of finding wild grass, fruit, etc., will help. Because animals eat those delicious plants, and carnivores come after them."

Doctor, I don't think I can do it, even if I say stinky nagging to people. People's noses don't work like beasts.

But attacking from under the wind is basic.

Even if this one doesn't notice the smell, the animals will sniff it off sensitive.

The students who have been instructed will just move on to practice.

Look for edible weeds and fruits, with the advice of herbivorous beasts. While doing so, explore the surroundings for any animals.

Sometimes the first day of training, the students move around energetically.

Some boys were pissed off by teachers and adventurers because of the noise, but roughly everyone was serious.

You don't have to worry about this.

For a smooth slip, pull out a little shoulder strength while watching in the rear.

After about noon, a squad emerged that could have laid down its prey.

Girls who hunted small animals and boys who laid deer and pigs in a few will rejoice in the harvest.

The hunted animals will also be treated with blood draining and skin peeling under the guidance of the Beast People.

Fire alone cannot be dealt with in the dragon forest, so it is not until evening that you go outside.

The squad that was able to hunt the big guy, I guess it's a banquet tonight.

"Speaking of which, you're not lost, are you?

"Right. Elnea, since you're here, I thought I'd be definitely lost."

"Luiseine, that's not true. I think I'm lost because of Priscia."

"What, are you directional tone deaf?

"Slutton, I hear you got lost in the forest of Urangaran, causing trouble to the Beasts."

"Shit..."

Now, that's a bit of a question, isn't it?

We get lost in the dragon forest. [M] Because the whole forest has Sleighsta's old stray technique.

But even though it's a shallow place in the dragon forest, there's no way that students and adventurers are lost even as they go through the forest.

If you want to go behind the woods, you can move on, and if you want to get out of the woods, you can get out.

What's so different about us and the rest of us?

These kinds of questions are quick to ask Dr. Mistral honestly, so I asked him a question.

"It's simply a matter of depth, I suppose?

"Depth?

"Yes. If we go in the back of the woods, I'm sure they'll get lost, too. And maybe the depth of engagement. Because we are deeply involved with Ong, we fall into extra surgery."

"... I mean, you're caught up in your grandfather's prank"

That's what I'm talking about.

Nothing. The frequency and seriousness of getting lost was the addition or subtraction of the old Sleighsta.

Next time we go to Moss Square, we'll protest.

The squad we were watching was finally able to hunt the prey and started processing it down a little bit in the woods.

To the blood and guts, uh, the boy with the face. Some kids turn away from the task of dropping unwanted heads.

In this case, for some reason, the girl has a better liver sitting.

It was the boys who tailored the prey, but the women were taking the lead in the lower processing.

A little further away, I can see a squad with a second head resting.

It's the skill of the Beastmen to chase their prey without their students scattered around.

While coaching students, they work together through their will with their peers around them to avoid isolation.

The escort adventurers are also leaking "easy work" to signs that things aren't going to go wrong.

We also went into a short break when the students stopped moving to process the hunted animals.

Sit back in an affordable place.

"Mr. Ernea, go ahead."

"Thanks"

Get water from Louiseine and moisten your throat.

Ugh, while I take a dose, I explore the signs around me for once.

Even in places you can't see from here, you can read the signs that the students are working hard. A beast tribe that doesn't fail to be wildly vigilant in any situation, the way adventurers are distracted. And run away, dive in, sense the animals who are unaware of the hunter's signs.

Yeah, let's give it a try.

We work in the Dragon Forest.

Teachers and adventurers are student escorts, and we're all such watchdogs.

There are others who are asking how we are.

Yes, the Ear Elder Warriors.

Normally, I can't even read the signs of the Ear Long Clan right now.

But I've gained new abilities.

Calm your mind, as you do during meditation, and tone your spirit to the dragon pulse beneath the earth. From there, we expand our consciousness and feel the world.

A little further away from the branches of the great trees, the coves, behind the bushes.

Branches and leaves bent by unnatural wind flows, trampled grass, earth, or external pressure. From the discomfort of those worlds, decipher the presence of the ear elders who killed the signs.

Wow.

If we don't concentrate like this, we can't recognize the existence of the Ear Long Clan.

This is how the Ear Elder Warriors keep secretly protecting the Dragon Forest.

"Hey, are you tired already?

"I don't know what you mean, Slutton"

"No, it suddenly got quiet."

"Oh, no, I'm not."

Is Slutton aware of the existence of the Ear Long Clan?

The Warriors of the Beast Clan may have noticed it because of the smell.

"Hey, how's it going over there?

As we took a break, Kijilm, who was escorting another squad, came this way. Apparently, the students in charge of Kizilm have also been safely laid prey and have been able to afford the time.

"This one's going well. Too much free time, I was watching a hunting course for the Beasts, and I was just nagging because I wanted to hunt."

"Oh, that was good. What do you say we fight this one out?

Apparently, Kizilm had his adventurer's blood noisy, too. Slutton and I laugh a little.

"Hey, both of you. Are we supposed to be escorting students?

"Ooh, Crescio. That's what I'm saying. If we don't prey for this evening, we're gonna have to eat dried meat, or we're gonna have the kids split the meat, right?

"Your child is yours."

Crescio puts a kick in Slutton's shin.

But maybe Slutton's right. We bring portable food just in case, but we'd like fresh meat and vegetables if possible.

"Ernea's in trouble."

"Elnea, you're disgusting."

Apparently, Slutton and Kizilm weren't the only ones who were nibbling.

As the men looked, the women dropped their shoulders and sighed.

"What, you guys are hunting now, too?

Jegasin, a well-eared dog breed, listens to our conversation and comes here.

And the students also perceived this movement and gathered together to see what was what.

"I admire Mr. Slutton. I want to be an adventurer someday who can make a name for himself in history."

"I want to be a Dragon Knight. How did you get the dragon rider?"

"I'd like to go to Dragon Peak."

The boys, who had left the processing to the girls and were out of hand, rushed over.

Too powerful, it retreats.

"Ha ha. That's good, you guys. Let me show you what I can do."

I hear Slutton feels better with his glittering eyes pointed at him.

I'll slap you in the chest and show you the hunt for a first-rate adventurer, what to say.

"Well, do we have a fight then? We beasts and people can't beat you."

And the Jegassins who come onto the story.

Turn your backs around, gentlemen.

What do I say, let's weigh ourselves in, shall we?

But there was no point in my worrying, and the story of the hunting match between the Beasts and the Adventurers swelled up a lot.

Spread out to the people of different squads, gathering straws and students and adventurers.

"That's a good opportunity. Let me show you the skill of the Beasts and the Adventurers."

What a statement even teachers make to oil the fire, so it was before evening and the outdoor internship moved in a hell of a direction.

"Elnea, as one of the Stylers, I'll show you I'm better as an adventurer."

"I'm delighted to have a hunting match with Ernea on such a spot."

"Knock it off. Has the time come to defeat the Dragon King?"

And Kizilm, the Beast Clan and Slutton, who burn up against me.

Why did this happen? I drop my shoulder. [M]

"Ernea"

"Ugh."

Mistral finds me and makes me angry again.

But Mistral's eyes said, "Do it."

That's unusual, I can't believe Mistral hitched a ride to this kind of noise.

I'm sure I shouldn't have spoken Slutton.

I'm the Dragon King.

Mistral, a dragon tribe and a dragon princess, silently appealed to me to show me the power of the dragon king.

"... you have no choice. If this happens, I'll show everyone my strength as Dragon King."

So there was a sudden, top-of-the-hunt showdown.

Adventurers and Beastmen warriors gathered in the square. Slutton, Kizilm and me.

Who will come hunting big men as soon as possible, or will be able to tailor many preys?

The referees are teachers and students. And herbivorous beasts.

Wait for the signal to start, and the bloody hunters will set themselves up.

And the decree of the signal rang in the dragon forest.

"I don't care what happens, so hey!

I scream.

What a cheerful thing to say back Sluttons on your ass, using a spatial leap, instantly into the back of the woods.

I disappear from sight in an instant, surprised everyone. [M]

Before the surprises returned to me, I came back from the back of the woods using another spatial leap.

In my hand was a round fat raven. [M]

Earlier, we were exploring the signs and figuring out where the animals were.

Stunning people.

But the next moment, their mouths filled with more screams than amazement.

"Hunt or I'll take care of it."

"I'm the best."

"Shit, Elnea's already hunted her prey"

"Mix it. Mix it."

"Banquet."

From behind the dragon forest came the warcraft.

Great Wolf Warcraft with a deer. A deer warcraft stabbed a serpent in the corner. Big bird warcraft with pigs as eagles.

See, I told you I don't care what happens.

When I say it's a hunting competition or something, there's no way the Warcraft are shutting up and asking how it's going.

I knew from the beginning that you would join me without thinking about the annoyances around you this way.

Because you're a friend of Priscia's.

Those who had participated in the training were in great disarray at the warcraft that had gathered in great force from all over the forest.