We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"I pledge my eternal loyalty to Our Ten Families, Lord Elnea the Dragon King and His Ladyships!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!

When I visited the compartment where the demons gathered, all of a sudden a large number of demons knelt down and said amazing things.

They are a demonic tribe that has taken refuge in the Necromancer City, a delegation of those who still live there. Among other things, it was me and Louis Lara who helped them on the road.

When I helped you, I gave you a thousand spider threads as proof that I was involved. Make the yarn a family heirloom and inherit it it from generation to generation. And we were the eternal servants of me and my family, and I fled in a hurry.

Apparently, they underestimated me.

I got help. People but own cities in the provinces. He also seemed to be familiar with the Titan's Demon King, and he also took part in the Battle for the Demon Throne. Though he seemed to have the perception.

He crossed the Dragon Peak with guidance from the Dragon Nation for this day, and saw how blessed he was by so many races and so many others, he recognized us once again.

Well, because as much as a giant demon king had become a matrimonial witness that no one among the demons knew.

That's why the gaze of a bunch of demons looking at me is so dazzling!

I'm in trouble.

'Cause if you make a demon servant here or something that other races will recognize, there's a chance that the Demon King's story will come back.

Luilara and Charlotte, who were witnessing the scene, were nizzling.

That must be the face you're planning on making another scene by reporting to the giant Demon King.

Mr. Meduria, who is being asked to represent him in the operation of the Necromancer City, was a friendly colloquist with the Mistrals.

Escaped, I couldn't possibly go back. I had no choice, so I headed to the next compartment alone.

Then the beasts and ear elders who sat directly on the meadow were welcoming.

Something tells us about forests and nature.

Because both the Ear Elders and the Beasts are the species that live with nature. What a difficult topic to face the nature in which we live.

They say the story is exciting, and because of me, it's outside the mosquito net.

Difficult.

If you don't have gorgeous daughters, this is how I treat you.

"Elnea, come here."

Then Grandma Yuri, who found me grieving, invited me.

Next to Grandma Yuri, too, is what Lady Jabalayan looks like.

The super elderly grandmothers, who get old Sleighsta when they pair, look matte and hydrated and energetic for their hair.

Hmm.

Thanks to old Sleighsta, huh?

When I went to Grandma's, Priscia's mother brought me a drink.

Shizuku the Spirit Tree.

Again, this is a valuable drink, isn't it?

My family talks a lot, but it's really water enough to be a souvenir to the Ear Elders.

Only a limited number of people can get to the depths of the dragon forest where you can see the great trees of the spirit tree. Therefore, the role of collecting the Shizukuishi of the Spirit Tree in the early morning will remain ours.

And this is how Shizukuishi, collected little by little every day, is behaved and brewed by the hands of the Ear Elders.

It's a fine outfit.

"It was a lovely ritual."

"Thank you. Thanks to everyone who helped."

It's a busy venue, but when I'm beside the grandmothers, I dust and relax.

In the midst of a nervous ritual and a rough greeting, I could only breathe a little.

Speaking of which, where did the next chief of the Ear Elders and the Sovereign of the Beasts go...

I searched properly, and what a circle of mysterious groups I was in for a treat.

That's the fearless little ones.

The Demon King of the Titans tells me you don't have to say hello or say hello to that group at the end.

That won't be exactly without a greeting, but so far, so good.

"Speaking of which, the grandmothers seemed kind of close from the start, but maybe they knew each other?

Two people who have been alive for over a thousand years. I wondered if I had seen him in the past, and I knew him.

"When I was traveling around the world with a witch, I met her."

"Hehe. Yuri was your grandmother, wasn't she? I used to see witches getting mad at me."

"Yeah, my grandmother was my grandmother!?

"Priscia is the influence of Yuri."

"Oh well. Even I wasn't comfortable talking to them."

"... after all, the grandmothers know that group"

Apparently, the grandmothers know that mysterious group.

For some reason I assumed that the Titan Demon King knew and naturally, but I didn't know there were people here who knew.

If this happens, maybe Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel will know.

"You can't tell me who those people are, can you?

"It's a pleasure to say hello."

"Hehe, Ernea, could you join us?

"Yeah, I'm going to be a grandma too!?

"If I were to say that, wouldn't it be Grandpa?

"Ah, welcome back!

"Welcome back."

"Elnea, you're the only one who escaped."

"Elnea, you're the only one taking a break."

"Dear Elnea, my throat is dry."

"Yes, go ahead"

"Thank you. I'm the only one who brought water to Ernea."

"Mr. Lyla?

"Ernea?"

"" Uh-huh. "

Here come the Mistrals who have finished greeting the Demons.

Everyone sits near the grandmothers, too, and we're taking a break.

While we were greeting each other, the sun was passing the middle heavens and was beginning to lean west.

I was hungry, too, so I just chirp my knob on my cheek for a second.

The Ear Elders and Beasts, who were talking about nature, also came together because of the beautiful women.

Difficult.

I knew I was an extra woman. [M]

It was a good time, but I can't stay in this compartment forever.

There are still plenty of places left to say hello.

"Well, shall we go to the Dragon Clan section next?"

"Wouldn't that be fun to leave a little more alone?

"Don't enjoy people's misfortunes, Mr. Elnea."

"Ernea, you set me up, you're pathetic."

"Elnea, you've fallen into your trap, my grief."

There are other victims out there.

Everybody get together and stare at the Dragon Nation compartment.

Very few people were screaming.

Still, Mr. Zildo and Zan are miserable.

"I don't have a choice, let's go help"

Heavy hips up, we all move.

For some reason, the ear elders and the beasts followed along with amusement.

"Guru, Mr. Ernea, you've embedded Noon!?... Gah."

"Didn't I tell you before? I don't know if I regret it."

"Damn. Remember that later, Elnea!... Ya, stop. Please don't!

"Zan, Mr. Anemone is watching with jealousy."

"Ugh, Zildo hasn't been here in hundreds of years, so come here for more. Like Zan? That's a nice piece of flesh you've worked out. Hehe hehe...... Yes, Elnea, it was a lovely ritual. I'm so impressed, I'm crying."

"No, no, Mr. Irie. It's not a tear of emotion, it's a tear of laughter, right?

Disaster visited by the Dragon Nation.

That was Mr. Irie's participation.

She looks like a woman, her heart is a woman. But who is it...

We stood down to the Jilds to participate in Irie's ritual, as he hoped.

And for the first time in seven hundred years, Mr. Irie had his wings off as much as he wanted.

Give Mr. Zildo the mouth of baptism that I haven't seen in three hundred years.

There are lots of lip marks on Mr. Zildo's cheeks and forehead.

I see Mr. Zildo doesn't really want to visit the dragon altar.

Could it have been the same if I didn't have a watchman? [M]

Thinking about it, something slipped through my spine.

And the victims are not just Mr. Zildo.

"I didn't know you were sacrificing up to Ido..."

"Hey, you. I'll make sure you get this reward.... Guuuuuu"

Apparently, Mr. Irie prefers a nice flesh lord.

Apart from Zan and Id, many Dragon warriors were sacrificed and had lip marks everywhere.

"As much as you want, Mr. Irie, right?

"The children of this day and age are forgiving. I like it. Can we leave the dragon altar once in a while?"

"This is, uh, the legend..."

"Grater, grater..."

Mr. Irie is also a legendary warrior among the Dragon Nation.

But no way, hardly anyone knew that person as the one guarding the dragon altar.

I guess this was a nice draw for both Mr. Irie and the dragon people. On this occasion, I want everyone in Dragon Peak to be more united.

We get out of the Annoying Dragon Clan compartment early, and we still run around to say hello.

No matter how much time you have, the sun leans.

"It will be time for some of you to go home, so let's move on"

On Mistral's signal, we return to the stage.

I was just finishing up the third act of the Kyoto play.

Other races seem to enjoy the culture of the people.

Nah, who's a giant chick named Slutton, introduce her, what a lover of stuffing Listeners...

All right, Slutton's theory of women is settled!

When we came to the stage, the star of the ritual, the people who were making noise around the place also paid attention to us.

"Yes, sir. We're going to have a drawer draw."

The next facilitator is Lily.

Hold the big bell cleverly, teasing and ringing.

Then the drawer raffle? and everyone in the venue tilting their necks.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you have a proper guide diagram that you received when you came - If you dumped someone, please ask the nearby witch or clergyman again. In the lower right corner of the guide diagram, a lottery number is entered. Dragons and warcraft should have their numbers written on their hands, tails and somewhere in their bodies."

Yes, it is. The guidance chart also served as a lottery ticket.

And what's going to happen is a massive raffle.

... It's a drawer.

At first, I was trying to get the right number of guests. But there were too many customers, and it just got out of hand.

I would distribute it properly to people inside and especially close to me, but otherwise, unfortunately, I would distribute it to those who won the lottery.

Crates that are transported to the stage.

In this case, there are bills with the same numbers as the information diagrams distributed and the numbers written on the body. Those of us who pull it off and win it brilliantly will receive a great prize.

"What the hell gets handed out?

Good question. I grinned at the voices from the venue.

I need to know what's in the drawer, 'cause I'm not thrilled.

On stage, many drawers have been brought in.

"This ornament is a protection made from dragon bones and fangs. We carve each and every one of them."

Louis Lara's magic spreads my voice to a wide venue.

It may not be worth much to our handmade parts, but the material is the material. A great deal of cheer comes from the venue.

In addition, I will explain the prize.

Hit it, this guardian. Other fabrics made of spider yarn about the size of a palm but a thousand hands, or Shizuku from a spirit tree. Of course, there are alcoholic beverages that brew the Shizuku of the Spirit Tree.

Plus, behave in a big way.

The Spirit Tree Fruit, obtained with the special permission of Old Sleighsta and Spirit of the Spirit Tree. Unfortunately, the treasure balls, which are seeds, are not handed out, but the fruit is also super precious, more than anything else, so delicious that the cheeks fall off.

Even more!

Travel tickets to the kingdoms of Jortenitos and Armuad. This may not be worth that much to people, but I'm guessing it's a delightful prize for other species. And then there's the Village of the Beasts, Dragon Peak, and not only that, but also the travel tickets to the Demon Nation.

For some reason, there were plenty of people on their travel tickets to the Demonic Nation who blushed their faces.

But I think it's a really nice prize, huh?

I can go to the kingdom of the demon king of the thriving giants among the demonic nations, and it is the contents of the endless blame. Every travel pass comes with all-you-can-eat privileges, so the Dragons and Warcraft are happy.

I don't have many of these luxurious winning products, but I have plenty of other drawers to prepare.

Ear Long Families textiles, Beast Families fur, gems and balls from Dragon Peak. In addition, spell weapons from the treasury of the kingdoms of Armuard and Yortenitos.

I may have gotten it as a demon sword from the giant demon king, but it couldn't be a prize because it would be cursed if anything other than the demons equipped it. Oh, will it be a prize for the Demons?

Plus, the bad things that the Warcraft have hunted, and the rare beasts that the Dragons have hunted. And then there's the right to be crossed by ingredients, alcohol, dragon tribes and warcraft.

All of them were pleasantly offered by everyone who cooperated in this ritual.

"Come on, come on, quick, but we're going to the lottery. Yo! First of all, as a wake-up call, I'm suddenly going to put out one of my hit drawers! First of all, this is our handmade guardian."

"'Oooh.'"

The venue was enthusiastic about the overall behavior from the beginning.

I stick my hand in the crate, stirring the mess and the contents. And take out a single bill.

Everyone in the venue stares alternately at the number in their hands with us on stage.

"The first lucky one..."

Reading up the number, the venue began to make a bother noise.

It's not my number. Who, who won!? Peek into the neighbor's number and check with the people around you.

But somehow the winner doesn't show up.

Mmm.

Was it all of a sudden an out-of-the-box number with no winners?

I handed out a lot of guidance diagrams, and some people threw them away, like Lily said. So I wasn't even supposed to get a winner.

Well, if you don't have a winner, you have no choice.

He regained his mind and tried to stick his hand in the crate again.

At that time.

Off the stage, someone appeared to raise a fearful hand.

Person whose venue is twitching and featured at once.

"Yes, yes, I'll pick you up."

"I'll take care of it"

"I'll bring it."

Fiorina and Reem fly off.

The two child dragons hang one cage amicably.

It's a big venue. The winner will be in the hanging cage of Fiorina and Reem and asked to come to the stage.

Though a child dragon, the winner is bewildered by the figure of Fiorina and Reem. But when I got caught in a cage around me, they brought me to the stage.

"Yeah, yeah..."

But even when we get on stage, the winners are mostly.

That should be it, too.

Whoever pulled the hit in the first shot was a normal adventurer.

You're the one who came here with the invitations Mr. Sefina handed out.

He's a normal man, only in his early twenties.

"Congratulations!

We smile at men bewildered on stage.

Still, the man was swimming his eyes in suspicion of behavior.

"You don't get nervous, do you?

When the witch Luiseine spoke gently, the man finally reacted with a trembling voice.

"Oh, thank you.... but I can't take it."

"I wonder why?

"Are you unhappy?

"Yes, no...... Because if a normal adventurer like me receives such a luxury item, he'll definitely be targeted... I want to take care of it, but I can't protect you!

In the words of a weak man, the venue was engulfed with laughter.

True, if you had something unworthy of minutes, evil people might be after you and take it from you. Thinking about it, it may not have pulled the hit for this man, it might have pulled the misfortune.

Then I asked him if he would change it to something else he wanted.

"All right, let's build that weak mind and body. Besides the addition. Why don't we take you and your people to our land?"

It was the lion species Forganne who gave me the chubby suggestion.

"It's the dragon kings' fault. It is foolish to let go just because that is not what I deserve right now. You must be a warrior, too. Then you should make an effort to be the one who deserves to possess the gift. Or is a human adventurer to that extent?

Forganne's words are not directed solely at men on stage.

There are many other adventurers and ordinary people coming to the venue. Something else may appear who will step on two legs in the drawer from now on to be elected.

But Forganne doesn't, he says.

Our feelings. You just have to be a fine person who can own a drawer with a thankful heart. I urge everyone to work together to do this, and others to work together.

"Hmm. Not only do you look, but you're also a man of temper. All right, if that's the case, let's give the Dragons a hand."

When Ido agreed with Forganne's idea, one aspiration after another appeared.

"As aristocrats, there will be parts we can support"

"Come on, no one is hostile to the Demon Clan by plot. Come on, I'll teach you the wicked wisdom that holds back the wicked."

"Oh, my God, that sounds interesting"

"I don't have a choice."

Hands up from all over the venue saying, "Let's work together."

Looks like an unexpected, cross-racial connection is about to be created.

"So, what are we going to do? Would you hesitate to extend this period?

"No, I can't. I want you to take it."

"I won't force you, but I think it's a waste, okay? This is how I can be helped."

The man received his guardian thanks to the voice of the venue and our patronage.

"Oh, I... I'll make you a fine man like Master Ernea!

To the man's proclamation, the venue sprang up with greater cheer.