We Live in Dragon’s Peak

In the autumn of the harvest, the streets are crowded with barn zones.

The main streets connecting the capital and the vice-capital of the kingdom of Arms were, as usual, intense in the movement of people.

The reconstruction of the Wang capital continues even now that autumn has arrived.

While the Royal Marquis aristocracy hall, major buildings and residential dwellings prevailed, there were delays in the construction of entertainment facilities, parks and defence equipment.

Says the easy-going.

"There is no such thing as a crisis for the moment. We have Ernea and Listea."

But as a country, I can't be so optimistic.

Neither Ernea nor Listeir are immortals. Soon, they'll leave the world.

At that time, will man be friendly with the Dragons and the Dragons, and not only with the Beasts and the Ear Elders?

Can we continue our relationship with the Demons without Ernea?

In any case, the defensive functions of the King's capital must be developed. Nevertheless, in the end it was the current situation that was sweet to the presence of Ernea and behind it.

It was a good day in autumn that brigades arrived more than far away in such a rebuilding developing king's capital.

The people crossing the streets looked in cheer to the royal queue, which is rarely seen.

Thin clouds that flow loosely through high positions in the sky. Underneath, a group of flying dragons are flying.

Individuals flying at will fly south to the north, sometimes leaving the royal queue behind, flying west. Among other things, there was a group of flying dragons that formed a beautiful formation to match a line that formed a long line in the street.

Even in that formation, everyone looks up to the sky dazzled by the golden glow instantly in the sky.

A giant body bigger than one circle than the flying dragons around. A dragon that flies prestigiously is a little different from a flying dragon. The rare golden winged dragon figure is exactly what the fairy tale says.

Everyone knows.

It is a legendary winged dragon that appears in the story of the founding of the kingdoms of Armuard and Yortenitos.

But the people in the streets didn't just see the sky.

Even on the ground, there was a rare queue going on.

At first everyone was surprised and freshly fussed.

But for some reason there was no confusion.

Those who go from the king's capital to the vice capital, in particular, pave the way for those who go west on the streets in the manner they are accustomed to.

Those who are not accustomed to "the people" from the deputy capital to the king capital, after they have fled from the beginning to the point of sight.

First came the Grounddragons.

But there is no figure of a dragon knight on the back of a ground dragon. Apparently, it's a wild land dragon.

The earth dragon who walks carelessly does not look like he cared about the noisy people around him, but walks at a tremendous step.

For once, patrols and national armies in the Kingdom of Arms are touching people's attention, but no major problems have arisen.

Wild land dragons proceeding with low ground sounds. From behind it finally emerged a ground dragon with a man on board.

Brave knights, dressed in white armor.

The Dragon Knights are proud of the kingdom of Yortenitos.

Unlike the wild earth dragon, they line up and go solemnly. Long spears are tied with longitudinal flags and it is obvious that they are liturgical equipment.

Since its founding, the kingdoms of Armuad and Yortenitos have flourished amicably as kingdoms of twins.

Seeing the queue of the Dragon Knights of the Army of the Kingdom of Yortenitos so massive in front of King Armuard's capital, I don't think anyone has invaded.

That may, for one, be due to the solemn attitude of the Dragon Knights and the friendly attitude of the Armoured Kingdom Army, which welcomes them.

When the Ground Dragon Knights passed, the next was finally the advent of the royal queue's destiny.

Everyone takes a breath.

The legendary winged dragon that flies gently through the sky did have a presence, but it is a long way from the earthly people. But that person, who bears the cheer of the earth all by himself, is just what people yearn for.

A giant bigger than the grounddragons ahead. The ground dragon, wrapped in pitch-black scales, walks slowly in the style of a king. On the back of the pitch-black ground dragon was provided a luxurious saddle, where a magnificent man laid back loosely.

King of the kingdom of Jortenitos, that's the man.

who kneel in the streets. Those who tear with emotion. Or the king of the kingdom of Jortenitos responds with a smile to those who cheer and wave with great cheer.

He said he was lying down sick. Or, under the curse of the devil clan, they say he had long lost consciousness. I didn't know I could see the king of such a neighboring country in good health this way in the kingdom of Arms Ard. The lucky travellers drop off the royal queue to burn firmly in their eyes.

The Knights of the Ground Dragon also follows the pitch-black Ground Dragon that the King crosses. And finally the horseman shows up, and a line of nobles and merchants follows him.

Finally, again, the dragons of the wild land were lazily following.

A different queue of people and dragons, but was becoming a familiar landscape to the people of the kingdom of Arms.

Anyway, these days I've seen enough dragons in the king's capital.

If you don't stimulate it, the dragon clan won't storm either.

Boys and girls living in the mansion, rumored to be no bigger than the Royal Palace, were teaching themselves how to deal with the Dragon Clan.

The spectators escort off without confusion, while making an awkward noise at the strange queues they see up close.

"How big is it?"

"Including the Dragon Clan, there 'll be over two thousand of them."

"Wow. Not even during His Majesty's ceremony."

"No, our king is too married. If I had mentioned marriage rituals so many times, I wouldn't be able to come every time on a massive scale."

"But I didn't expect to attract more guests than the king..."

"Again, it's that boy"

"This is the Dragon King."

All the people knew.

All the way, the reason the royal nobles have taken their feet from the kingdom of Jortenitos.

That's to attend the ritual of Elnea the Dragon King's marriage, which I refrained from a few days later.

Elnea the Dragon King is called alongside the Ristaire of the Brave.

But people felt it.

"Oh, my goodness, the brave man is so sweet."

"In the first place, brave men are not enough to blow up the king's capital."

"Around. The brave take moderation."

"Hit it, that boy..."

"Anything, you erased the king capital of Jortenitos, too, didn't you?

"I hear you've wiped out many demonic lands without a trace."

"Hieh."

The people of the streets blossomed in the story of the hero of the Redemption, also in celebration.

"In the marriage ritual of Ernea, the kingdom will behave in large measure."

"I'm looking forward to that. I have to run some errands in the vice capital and give them back."

"Hurry up, hurry up"

"They're going to behave like shit in the vice capital."

"I'm glad he did."

When the royal queue passes, people start moving their legs again.

Rumor has it that the kingdom behaves as a celebratory food and drink to people who were not invited to the ritual of marriage?

Where in the hell was there so much stockpiling in the Armuard kingdom under reconstruction?

People don't know.

On the occasion of the marriage ritual, not only Armuard and Yortenitos, but also the Dragon Peak and the Dragon Forest, and even the Devil Nation, have received their usual supplies of support.

The royal queue of the kingdom of Jortenitos had already exited in the summer.

A king showing signs of recovery, but still not complete.

On an extra itinerary, they came.

Thanks to this, the welcoming kingdom of Armuad had a period of sufficient preparation.

He distributed the national army everywhere and welcomed the royal queue in a complete system. Still, I burned my hands to the wild dragons and the flying dragons.

But there existed in the kingdom of Jortenitos those who put together the dragon tribe well.

Princes spanning golden winged dragons and loyalists.

Understanding the language of dragons, just like Elnea the Dragon King, they often stumbled into dragon tribes trying to move on their own beyond the people's dictates when caught off guard.

Such a shadow actor in the royal queue, the golden winged dragon and the prince, and a beautiful flying dragon with blue scales, descended.

The royal queue stops the march.

And only the king across the pitch-black land of Dragon Gusferth comes to the lead by breaking the line.

"Oh, brother. That was a long trip."

"Brother, I didn't expect to see you like this again"

The king of the kingdom of Joltenitos, who came down from Gusferth with the help of his entourage, shook his hand firmly and embraced the king of the kingdom of Armuad, who welcomed him.

"I'm glad you picked me up on purpose."

"Oh, my God, this is the one who got me all the way here. We must welcome him before he enters our king's capital."

"And say?

"Ha, ha. There's no compartment, but it's the king's capital from behind."

"Right. The example of him..."

"Yes, he's the example."

The two kings, laughing joyfully as they embrace each other, look like brothers.

Is it because of the near age? Or because of the ancient blood connection?

Is it also because we were adventurous together when we were younger?

The distant brothers, who haven't seen each other in a long time, enjoy a good chat for a while.

Then two men descended from the slowly descending golden winged dragon and the blue flying dragon.

"Prince Filrell, you've been splendid. What did Prince Grave do to you? That kid has a pretty good head."

Four men and women were riding the Golden Winged Dragon. One of them, it was Philelle who came down.

From the blue flying dragon, Prince Grave came down.

"I'm sorry. Prince Castor owes me."

"Your Majesty, it's been a long time. My brother would love to help you, Elnea."

"I'm a fool's brother, but I hope you're helping me with this ritual"

Castor, the second prince of the kingdom of Jortenitos, had arrived in the kingdom of Armuad well before the queue of kings, and had participated in the preparation of the rite of marriage.

Apparently, it's gotten too big. And when I got the report, everyone laughed.

Sounds like those boys, or did you just notice the problem?

Whatever it is, they've decided to take a hand around.

Not only Castor, but also the Dragon Nation, the Dragon Nation, and other races will be being chased to prep by now.

Rubion, the first prince, has also been driven out of the kingdom of the armoured kingdom.

Ludriard, the second prince, also leads the National Army in guarding the Royal Matrix.

"So I heard the wedding ritual takes place in the hunting grounds of the Fei Long?

"Oh, yeah. Sounds like them. From what we can tell, Fei Long's hunting grounds are a terrible land."

"For the Erneans, the vast meadows are the ceremony of dressing, so..."

Though understanding between people and dragons was progressing, the hunting grounds for flying dragons were still a dangerous place.

But with Elnea the Dragon King, we'll be fine.

In the first place, he's the kind of boy who even gets along with the demon tribe that's supposed to be evil to the people.

I'm not surprised when they tell me I'm going to perform my marriage ritual at Fei Long's hunting grounds.

Except.

"How big is it going to be..."

"I hope you don't make a fuss."

Those present in the conversation between the kings had to laugh.

"Come on, let's heal the fatigue of the long journey. It's a sunny stage in their corner. It would be a waste if you didn't leave tired and enjoy it."

"Must be."

Drawn by the king of the kingdom of Armuad, the royal queue finally reached the end of its journey.

And a few days later.

Finally, the rite of marriage of Ernea was to be carried out.

Since the early morning, the whole Wang capital has been noisy.

It's a festival the night before, and for some reason people have been in festive condition for a few days now. The dragon tribes of the kingdom of Yortenitos, who multiply it and deepen their friendship with the dragon tribes of Dragon Peak.

From Dragon Peak, many dragon tribes as well as dragon tribes have descended and stayed in Wang Capital before the ritual.

Not just the Dragon Nation, but also the Ear Long Clan. And there were appearances of beasts and demons.

As the sun began to show its face in the eastern sky, everyone began to line up and head to the hunting grounds of the flying dragon.

A line of brave men is part of such men.

Vast flying dragon hunting grounds.

Where will the rite of marriage be performed?

Everyone already recognized it.

A giant creature that can be seen from afar.

The location of the legendary warcraft, the spider of a thousand hands, is the ceremony.

The thousand-handed spider, who has appeared for some time now, is now fully aware that he is a friend of Ernea.

He does look terrible and powerful, but he's not in danger.

That brings me curiosity.

People go for a thousand hand spiders, albeit slightly noisy.

Under the spider of a thousand hands grew an unfamiliar tree.

Around that neighborhood, there would have been so many trees, and not only Listeir, but some of them leaned their necks.

Whatever it is, you can tell if you go.

As the invited people were proceeding through the hunting grounds of the Feilongs, there were those who would guide them.

"Yes, gentlemen. This is the guide diagram. You can't get lost!

"... what the hell are you doing here!?

"What?"

"What, no!

Listeer turns back.

It was Elnea, the star of the day, who handed out a handmade guide diagram to the guests.

"It's not, Listaire. It's a misunderstanding."

"Explain how it's a misunderstanding."

Again, ernea is ernea at all times.

Everyone as well as Listeer was weakened by the protagonist's energetic weather.