We Live in Dragon’s Peak

After a couple of trips back and forth over two days to Fei Long's hunting grounds and Dragon Peak, the water dragons were finally able to all return to their original residence.

Thanks not only to us, but also to Feilongs and Wing Dragons for their hard work.

"I'm home."

"Ah, here! If you jump out of the sky and do water damage to the Dragon Temple, Grandpa will be mad at you."

"Ugh."

Finally, when I delivered the water dragon living in the Mistral village fountain, there was a prank boy trying to jump in even though he hadn't landed yet.

You can't do damage to dragon temples and longhouses with water splashes. Let the water dragon solemnly proclaim this place.

Niemia slowly descends, releasing the last water dragon to the surface.

"Thank you. It was fun."

A water dragon rubbing his nose against the cunt.

"Thank you, get on your back? Do you want to ride? '

"Hmm, sounds like fun..."

"Mm-hmm. Can't you get in?

"I'm tired."

Priscia and Niemia are willing to play.

But looking back, the travellers who were waiting for the water dragon to return had already begun to form a line.

"I'm sorry I got home early, but they've been waiting for me, too."

'I don't have a choice. Let's get to work.

"Please"

The water dragon seems in a good mood for a big banquet and enjoying an empty journey. Make a lovely cry and bring in the traveler.

We left the side of the water dragon and gave way to the travellers.

"You know, Priscia wants to play"

"Right. You did your best, so I'm gonna have to enjoy the rest."

No penetration that Priscia was just on Niemia. 'Cause if you're gonna say that, you can ride me, too.

Speaking of what I've done in the last two days, I've worked so hard on giving instructions and taking breaks to the Fei Dragons I've been working with.

"I'm going potato digging."

"Let's go."

"I want some golden potatoes."

"I think the golden potato will be after it gets colder. I wonder what kind of potatoes you can dig yet."

Move to the village square and discuss your future plans with a pinch of snacks.

Priscia and Ares have buns on their cheeks as they say they want potatoes.

Tomorrow, the Mistrals, who sent water dragons everywhere, are also supposed to come back to the village and join us. That means you can't go very far.

Where potatoes are available in the near field, Mr. Koa called out, thinking that

"If you think you've finished your job, are we talking about going out already?

"Yes, before joining the Mistrals, combine ingredient refills"

"It'll be cold again this year, won't it? When you do, you struggle if you don't stockpile food"

Ms Koa says as she gazes at the peaks higher than the clouds she sees in the distance.

Apparently, the snowfall in the alpine mountains feels like last year.

For those living in Dragon Peak, winter weather develops into a dead and alive problem. When we have a harsh winter with negligible preparation, in some cases we end up in food distress from village to village, and in the worst case, we end up with many deaths.

The dragon people living in the north of Dragon Peak may already be in winter support.

I said, "I'm sorry, but you're releasing food all over our marriage ritual."

"No, what. Mistral is the precious daughter of the village of Nong. It is also a pleasure for Nong La to behave heavily in the sunny doorway. Oh, my God, if we're gonna get ready, we're gonna be fine."

Mr. Koa strokes Priscia and Ares' head with a warm smile. The toddler girl was eating a bun while leaving herself feeling comfortable.

"If you eat too much, you won't be able to eat dinner."

"Fattening."

"Oh, when I get fat, Louiseine's tough life is waiting to improve."

Louiseine is a witch, so she's tough on her diet and health care. Ufiria and Nina eat their knobs while sipping alcohol, their arms plump when alarmed. Then they put me under Louiseine's control and I'm going to have a tough life.

"I'll be fine. Nutrition goes to my chest."

"I'll be fine. Storage goes to my chest."

What an excuse for a twin princess, but that doesn't work for Mistral and Louiseine.

Running before breakfast or being made to do abs spine. When it comes to managing Luiseine, it's really tough.

"Ha, because sweets are better than rice. But don't you even like meat?

"I love it!

"Suki Suki"

"Yummy."

"Well, if you eat too much sweets, you won't be able to eat meat."

Priscia stares alternately at a bun in her right hand and an imaginary chunk of meat in her left hand. The troubled quote, Priscia gave Ares the extra bun.

"Ho ho ho"

"Yeah. Eh. You don't leave it, you keep it!?

Ares, who received the rest of the bun, put it away in a mysterious space. Thanks to you, the prepared buns are totally teased.

I'm sure there's a bun that was supposed to behave like a villager or traveler too...

With the lust of a young girl, the village aunts were laughing.

The warriors lose their sweetness after training and give a look of despair.

"I'm going to have to pick some potatoes in return."

Let's dig into the Mistral village, not just us. Potatoes can be preserved. If I had, I would be delighted.

Well, sometimes I get potatoes all over my inventory like I do.

"Potatoes. Then there's something unique about this season."

"What kind of potato is it?

I've been digging all kinds of potatoes with the Priscians. That's from regular potatoes to golden potatoes.

Enough to call me King Yam already.

But Koa told us about the potato that we didn't know existed yet.

"I have a rare potato called dragon potato. Is it especially the ground dragon? The potatoes that the Dragons like to eat will meet this time of year. It's sweet and nutritious. Turn into flower sugar or fry. It doesn't taste good in juice powder."

Apparently, it's not a dietary potato, it's a snack sweet one.

Priscia, just listen to me. Don't let anyone drool!

I'm Priscia's. Ask Koa where she's native as she wipes who. But Mr. Koa leaned his neck and laughed bitterly.

"That's right. Just like the golden potatoes, they're not very well known. Some travelers seem to know where they're from."

"Well, ask the traveler who's staying and you'll see?

"No, no, there's a better way."

"And say?

"See, there would be a grounddragon living at the end of the forest, wouldn't there?

"Oh, right!

The ground dragon especially prefers potatoes, right? Then it's best to ask the Ground Dragon.

"I'm sorry to ask you to do me a favor, Grounddragon. But I thought you guys would be able to pick it up."

"No, we want to eat too. I'll do my best to find it."

Quickly, we move.

Start by going through the woods at the end of the village to the Grounddragon's Nest. After a light visit, the dragons welcomed us with pleasure.

"... ho, dragon potatoes? That's sweet and delicious."

'But it's a long way from here. So we haven't spoken for a while. "

"Well, if you tell me where it is, I'll bring it home to thank you"

"Oh, thank God for that."

The dragons, delighted that they could eat themselves, generously told us where they were born.

Apparently, there's a place full of natives on the south side of Dragon Peak.

Then Niemia will grow up and we'll go straight to the sky. I thought so, but I'd have to get ready to dig for something like "kuwa" or gloves.

When I told the young lady to get ready first, she was gone from my side in an instant using a space leap. And instantly the little ones with all the tools are back.

When food is involved, what a power to behave.

When Niemia grows older, she puts us on her back and flies faster than usual. Priscia and Ares enjoyed an empty journey with their noses crossed.

Over the mountains, over the valley, Niemia goes south.

Nevertheless, it seems we don't have to go as far as deep a secret as there is a Dragon God Fountain.

The destination was at the end of a deep green tree sea surrounded by gentle slopes, rare in Dragon Peak.

I knew right away.

Because there are flying dragons in the sky, and there are grounddragons flocking on the ground.

Part of the tree sea has become a wasteland of soil stripping. There the grounddragons gathered, and stuck their noses in the soil and were moving about.

"Hello, would you like us to split the potatoes, too?

Don't be surprised, ask Niemia to approach you slowly. And speaking to Grounddragon, Grounddragon turns his gaze only to this way. But the tip of my nose remains diligently digging up dirt. Play rocks luxuriously with thick horns, digging for your toes and holes.

"Help me, or I'll split you up."

"Yes, I'll do my best."

When I get down from Niemia, I take my temper with me. Priscia and Ares wear gloves, too, and are motivated.

"Oh!

Swing down the shovel full of strength.

Retreat the soil and dig in.

So much so that the grounddragons stick their noses behind the ground. It must be buried in a deep place.

Priscia and Ares also try their best to retreat the dirt with their pretty hands.

"Nyah."

I can't believe Niemia is "digging in here" to stir up the dirt without worrying about her beautiful body hair getting dirty.

Cheers from the local dragons around him for Niemia's work.

I can't afford to lose, too, and live in dragon temper. I dig, dig, dig.

When you realize, the surface is far overhead!

I worried I'd dug too much, but the ground dragons and Neemia around me still kept digging.

What the hell, how deep is it buried? When I started thinking.

"Ugh, finally out"

Grounddragons leaked a paragraph of exhalation.

"Yeah, this is the dragon potato?

To avoid damaging the potatoes, stir up the dirt around the potatoes that we all see at the end of the big hole we dug.

But I don't see the whole potato thing, whether it's a draw or a draw.

"Maybe...?

"Dragon potatoes are huge. You didn't seem to know. '

So we're all working together to dig.

Digging it up, the dragon potatoes were huge potatoes with more than twice as many each as the dragon clan.

Apparently, the name comes from "giant potatoes like dragons" rather than "dragons' favorite potatoes".

Mr. Koa, I wanted you to be the first to tell me that!

"... Good luck, Niemia"

"Nha!?

I promised not only Mr. Koa and the villagers, but also the dragons.

"Elnea, your brother is terrible."

"Me, it's not my fault!?

Priscia and Ares dig potatoes and perform a little dance of joy.

Me and the Grounddragons saw it as an adorable little dance, but only Niemia was soggy.