We Live in Dragon’s Peak

With all our energy and souls exhausted, we lie down in big letters and reflect on our battle with Master Farna.

But there was still someone full of energy.

"Hmm, Priscia wants to play, right?

"Gu......"

That's right.

I'm a naive toddler, Princess Priscia.

Princess Priscia comes on top of me lying on her back and slaps her chest that she's free.

But we're getting tired, and it's going to take a little longer to recover.

Princess Priscia swells her cheeks to the attitude of an unfaithful minister, relentlessly pleading not guilty.

"Only your brothers are sloppy, right?

"Sorry......"

I didn't mean to be playing.

From Princess Priscia's point of view, I guess we just seemed to enjoy ourselves.

"Rest is good, but the next one will hold off"

"Even Grandpa...... We're tired of working with Lady Farna."

"But isn't working with Kensei one of the trials and still going on"

"... Ha!?

Yes, I was.

Lady Farna said she was the first one to go along with us. Does that mean the trial is still going on?

Shit!

I've exhausted my powers with Master Farna, and I have no more leeway left!

"Ugh, Priscia wants to play too"

Princess Priscia walks out of me puffy and angry when she comes down from above me with a disgruntled face.

We're on our way...

"You know what, let's play with Priscia?

"Hehe, right. You promised to play at the venue."

It was another purple-haired woman.

Lady Farna and those who watched us fight smile at Princess Priscia's adorable demands.

A woman with two horns growing with purple hair dripping on the ground was also smiling at Princess Priscia's selfishness.

"Here, Priscia"

Nevertheless, the other person is still a mysterious person. When Mistral gets up in a hurry, he heads to retrieve Princess Priscia.

"No, no, no."

"Don't be selfish. Because I'll play for you later."

"Now's a good time, huh?

"The princess likes dragons nicer than the disloyal king."

Neemia, who had grown up over Princess Priscia's head, reads my thoughts and says weird things.

A disloyal king, you mean me?

Why is the king in a position to obey the princess?

Or dragon-like what?

Mistral, who recovered Princess Priscia, was also leaning her neck against Niemia's words.

"Hehe, you have to listen to the princess's request"

The horned woman gently strokes Princess Priscia's head in response to our questions.

"Yeah, but we still have trials, don't we?

"Right. Let's do the princess's hopes and trials at the same time."

"Yep! We, uh... I haven't recovered yet..."

There's no room left for another battle from now on, honestly.

I was the first to do an arm test with Master Farna. Micheira and the properly horned woman, and the witch of dreams. At least these three are the same people as Master Farna, and if you think about it, you've got three more trials waiting for you, right?

Another trial in concurrence while horned people are playing with Priscia. Does that mean Micheira or the Witch of Dreams is next?

Particular attention needs to be paid to that Micheira and Mr. Nazaria family. If you think about what happened in the Forbidden Territories, you're going to end up with no hands, no legs if you don't try in full swing.

"Ha-ha-ha, I'm already done."

"I'm done identifying Elnea, too. So this is the only one left."

"What!?

At the same time as the question of when did it end, I find myself perplexed when I look at the horned woman Micheira points to.

Horned women are now dealing with Princess Priscia, right?

But because the rest of the trial is this woman...?

"Shh, wait a minute"

"Your health is not recovering."

"Well, we can't fight in a row."

"I can't play another game."

"Well, I guess I'm tough too."

"Well, so am I..."

If a horned woman is the equivalent of the Farnahs, it may be easy to play with Priscia while dealing with us.

A little regrettable, but that much difference in power exists historically.

But we haven't recovered from the core yet.

"To the unfaithful king and queen."

"Niemia, I wonder if it was a king or a queen or something from earlier?

"Elnea, that's what your brother thinks."

"No, no, no, what is Niemia saying? I just thought you were a princess."

"Hmm, is Priscia a princess?

"She's more of a princess than we are."

"She's more of a princess than we are."

"Whoa! Priscia's a princess."

Princess Priscia Shaggy in the arms of a chatty and mistral.

It's a mistral I usually hold tight to, but you really don't have the strength to keep Princess Priscia out of your arms without being able to hold her rambling.

Princess Priscia jumps happily when she goes down to the ground. Then Ares, who disassociated herself from me, appeared and began to leap together.

"Ernea......"

"Mr. Elnea, for God's sake..."

"Me, is it my fault!?

I was the one who really thought of Priscia as a "princess" who was true to her own desires.

You can't do this because Neemia's gonna put it in your mouth!

"Nah."

The leaping Princess Priscia...... it wasn't, Priscia. Neemia was sounding cute jumping over that head.

"You know, Priscia wants to play tricks, right?

"It's good to see you, but should we go for a walk? Do you like walking in the sky?

"I love it!

"Now let's go, including the trials of kings and queens"

"Hey, wait a minute. Just a little more rest..."

"You're weak."

"Grandpa, if you say that to your own apprentice, you'll lose your character as a master."

"Hmm, that's trouble"

"Look, my mentor, comic talent is fine, so just take the test."

"Mr. Ashel is tough..."

"It's cold..."

To Mr. Ashel's sigh, me and Old Sleighsta drop their shoulders disappointingly.

Not if you're talking inside.

A horned woman who says she'll be dealing with us at the same time as a walk in the sky. Does that mean that the next stage is on the sky?

When that happens, old Sleighsta or Mr. Ashel, or on Niemia's back...?

Otherwise, Mistral will be the only one of us who can fly.

What the hell kind of battle do you want me to fight over?

The battle is over.

"What!"

"Because the arm test was the role of Farna. Come on, gentlemen. Let's all go for an empty walk."

That said, the whole body of the horned woman with her arms spread out shined out.

Clothes, two horns grown from above the ears, and long purple hair that creates streams on the ground also light up in purple, blurring the contours.

Purple light rises to the sky.

And in front of us who fall in love, the horned woman was wrapped in a purple glow.

The light ascends to the sky.

Countless rainbow light bubbles appear around columns made of rising purple light, rising to heaven as well.

"Dragon, it's..."

Lila shrugged as she looked up at the sky following purple light and seven-colored bubbles.

Lyla isn't the only one.

It's not just me.

Everyone had the same feeling in their chest.

The light and bubbles that had risen to heaven had begun to shape a new appearance in the sky.

Huge winged dragon.

From the end of the spread wings to the end of the sky, from the tip of the nose to the tail covers the sky.

Even Sleighsta old like Oyama is only a small point from the winged dragon above. So many giant dragons contoured with light and foam.

The purple light wrapped around a horned woman transforms into the figure of a winged dragon covering the sky above. The seven-colored foam was sucked into the body of the pterosaur.

"It's Dragon God..."

Poop, and a mistral looking up into the sky leaks the word.

A story I heard one day.

A presence honored by the Dragon Nation. The figure covers the sky and says it will guide the dragon clan.

The purple winged dragon, eminently over the sky, was exactly the figure of the dragon god I heard about.

"Whoa, you're a dragon goddess."

"Nha. To the dragon's mother."

Niemia gets out of Priscia's head, it gets huge.

"Everybody ride. Nyan also rides on the Dragon God."

"What, is it good?

"Aren't your brothers going for a walk?

"Yes, I'm going!

We rush to Niemia's back. [M] When Neemia put us on board, she rose to the sky.

"It's okay, I want to go too."

"Grandpa left a message!

"You are not the devil!

Buffoon, snorted old Sleighsta, winged at the sky. Mr. Ashel followed me too.

Neemia, who carries us up, and Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel, who follow us.

In an instant, the remaining spiritual trees and Farnah deities on earth become smaller, dotted and taller than they can distinguish between individuals.

But the distance from the dragon god in the sky doesn't seem to have changed. That's all it is.

"Fly with all your might."

"Neemia, show me your growth"

"Mother, leave it to me!

"... Hmm, that's a long way off"

In an effort to accelerate at all costs, Niemia feathered her wings well. From behind, Mr. Ashel was trying to confirm the growth of his beloved daughter.

But an extremely bad old man made a lazy decision at the rear.

Old Sleighsta eyes shining golden.

Then a three-dimensional procedure appeared around us.

"Oh, Grandpa!

"Uh-huh."

"Grandpa!"

Our screams were swallowed up in the glow of gold.

"... oh my god"

"I'm not lazy. I used my power to make you feel better."

Wrapped in a golden glow, he closes his eyes to too much glare. And the glow subsided, and when I opened my eyes again, there was already on the purple earth.

"Grandpa, do something extra..."

"Difficult, sad."

Sleek purple hills regularly continue everywhere. One hill, one scale. How big.

Neemia, who stepped down to one of the scaly hills, seems a little sorry. Mr. Ashel was also shuddering through anger.

Only Old Sleighsta cheerfully has a nose song.

You don't even know if you're waiting for a punishment later.

You seem to have forgotten your gratitude.

"No, no, I haven't forgotten. It's just that Neemia and Mr. Ashel are pathetic."

"Hmm, you don't seem to understand."

"Mmm, what do you mean?

"This is on the back of the Dragon God. You can't just transfer directly overhead."

"Nha!

I think Niemia noticed something.

The brilliance was returning to my eyes, which seemed sad.

"It will be the back of the Dragon God wherever you look here. I went up to the sky because of it. Isn't the terrestrial landscape the flavor of an empty walk?"

"Oh, I see!

We finally realize it, too.

Niemia winged energetically, and now it's time to fly with all her might.

Mr. Ashel chases him.

Old Sleighsta continued, laughing, "Oh, man.

Going for Dragon God's head!

Isn't it a little too lame that over the Dragon God's head is the destination? I also felt that the Niemias. The Dragon tribes of the ancient species don't seem to care.

In retrospect, you didn't have a respectful attitude towards Dragon God from the beginning, did you?

The person Niemia just spoke of as "Dragon God" is definitely about Dragon God. That means that the ancient species of dragon tribes, including Sleighsta old, should have realized who Dragon God was from the beginning.

"The idea would require a few modifications."

"Saying?

"We are not the only ones who were aware of the Dragon God. Everyone would have noticed if they were Dragons."

"Really!? But all the dragon tribes that were coming to the venue, as usual... Dragon gods, like Niemia just said, are dragon mothers, right?

"Lies or truths, some say that our dragon tribe is given a shard of the Dragon God's soul. Therefore, the expression mother may not be a mistake either. But our Dragon Clan hopes to come to the Dragon God with their own strength and effort. Even if the Dragon God came to your wedding ritual, it was not our call. So I'm not going to have fun getting anywhere."

"Well, if you'd called it in yourself, I'd see you properly, but otherwise, you'd discipline yourself and put up with it."

That's what I'm talking about.

Ahead of what Niemia was aiming for, there were two huge mountains.

Yeah, no. That's not a mountain, that's a corner.

Too huge a horn is crooked forward like when you were looking like a person. But it's really too big, and from afar, it just seems like you're seeing a corner of a steep slope mountain.

Two giant horns that grow very far apart. Still, Niemia flew at great speeds and the ghouls and horns approached.

That's the Dragon Clan of the ancient species.

A dragon god with a body huge enough to cover the sky, but the Niemias quickly reached the tip of their heads.

"Yes, there you are."

"Are you ahead of the curve?"

And at the tip of the dragon god's nose, Micheira, Farna and the witch of dreams were already waiting.

Apparently, the eight entourages and Mr. Nazariah's family left a message.

"I'll Grandpa"

"Yes, there you are"

Horn-piercing woman, again, the voice of the dragon god has been echoing directly to her head.

As we descend from Niemia, we look softly down into the earth from the tip of the dragon god's nose.

"Whoa, Teru!

"What, this is a dream, isn't it?!?

It was a strange sight.

Yeah, the view itself is no wonder or anything, but the very venue of the hunting grounds of the Feilongs, where the ritual of marriage was performed.

We were supposed to be in a dream, but we were coming over reality.

"There are so many lives I can't eat. I'd rather be eaten."

Besides, Teru noticed this one.

Terlu looking up at the sky and waving.

Priscia waves back energetically. Mr. Ashel was hooking the tip of his nail on his hip so he wouldn't fall.

"Maybe I'm out in the real world?

"Come on, what do you think? It's a dream, a reality."

The witch of dreams smiles.

But Terru has noticed this one...

Plus, it didn't seem like Teru was the only one who noticed.

"Oh, it's Dragon God."

"Only you guys are sloppy."

"Keep going!"

The dragons also look up at the sky and make a scene.

And this is what made me see a really strange sight.

Flying dragons and wing dragons rise to the sky with their wings winged.

The grounddragons followed to the sky. How dare even the water dragons get out of the water and come up into the sky.

When they realized, the Dragon Clans were flying, running, and swimming with the Dragon God.

"I don't know, but it's just like a dream reality, a strange world"

To my thoughts, the witch of dreams nods contentedly.

"... by the way, Grandpa"

"Hmm, what's up?

"The Dragons go to the Dragon God's place with their own strength and effort, right?

"... you are"

"So what is this situation!?

"I don't know!

The Dragon God was at the venue to celebrate us, and he never came to see the Dragon Clans. That's why the Dragons were adults even when they were aware of its existence... right?

And yet, when I noticed the dragon god flying in the sky, we all followed him. And not only the dragons who can fly in the sky, but even the ground and water dragons!

The dragon gods do not smoke the dragon tribe they follow, but fly together in the sky.

Is Priscia happy that we are all flying in the sky, or was she happy with Ares and Niemia at the tip of Dragon God's nose?