We Live in Dragon’s Peak

It wasn't long before the season moved from autumn to winter.

Our marriage ritual, which was carried out with great vigour. Then they chase me to clean up, or they run around greeting those who couldn't make it. That's how, while I was busy every day, I was getting ready to live in the mansion I had built on a ban.

The mansion has all the furniture and conditioning, but we don't have food stockpiles.

Everyone also says with their mouths together this winter, when it gets cold like last year.

Winter in the Forbidden Territories is my first experience, so it can be a big deal if I have to be well prepared. In the worst case scenario, you have to save enough to survive the winter even when you're buried in snow and can't get a step out of your mansion.

After all those busy days, the snow began to fall clearly on the embargo.

It was already starting to snow in Dragon Peak, so I thought it might be time to go flat.

Once it began to fall, the snow continued to fall like a streak of days, and the embargo quickly covered itself with snow scenery.

More and more thick gray clouds dominate the sky and snow continues to fall that feels heavy. The cold wind blowing from the northwest runs through the forbidden flatlands early enough and leaves for Dragon Peak.

The two lakes in the inner courtyard were also frozen, making it impossible to fish.

The lake in the inner courtyard is full of edible fish. When I'm free, I thread the lake and aim for the big guy. [M] But I hadn't met a big enough guy to break a pole, like the day after I got here.

From a warm room, stare into the dark night sky over a fancy glass window.

Will it be sunny tomorrow?

Due to days of continuous snow already, the ground floor part of your mansion is completely buried in snow.

The respective rooms, which had finally been decided, were redone again because of this snow accumulation. Mistral and Louiseine, who had chosen the first floor because the kitchen was close, raised their dissatisfaction.

There are plenty of rooms, and everywhere they are equipped with bedding, so I think it would be nice to have a room wherever I want, but my simple idea doesn't seem to work for the women.

There seems to be a rush, and I still feel like I'm deciding which room to turn into.

"You know, can I sleep with you because it's cold?

"Sabi Sabi"

"Chilly."

"Oh, there you are"

The young ladies came to my room upstairs with pillows.

With Ares here, it's never supposed to get cold. I can't believe Niemia, she's supposed to be cold resistant enough to go out and play in this snow scene in a fine way.

That's why the young girls come to my room like every night.

"This must be Ares' ploy"

"Himitsu Himitsu"

We haven't had a great night yet because the Priscians sleep with me!

I can't believe there were more harsh days waiting than the trials of the Dragon Men...

My heart is getting bigger every day. [M]

What if one day it explodes and strikes the Mistrals!?

"You can't attack Priscia."

"Hmm, is your brother attacking you?

"Frightened."

"No, no, what are you talking about!?

"You know what? Priscia wants to throw pillows, too."

"Oh yeah!

I'm glad Priscia is innocent.

You mistook me for a play or something.

So we throw pillows.

Daily grudges, or you shouldn't read your thoughts and put them in your mouth, and throw pillows at Niemia setting a goal. Niemia jumped around and ran away, hiding behind Ares.

Think, read and combine, and pick up the pillow that was placed in the bench and throw it.

"Ho, take vengeance on your concubine"

"Yeah, no, no."

Ares has transformed herself into Mr. Ares, throwing balls of red and yellow light, not pillows.

"Fever. Cold. Ouch. Soft."

That man, apparently, is throwing the Spirit!

The red ball of light is Mr. Spirit of Fire. The water color is Mr. Spirit of Water. The brown is...... why are you only materializing Mr. Soil Spirit!?

It hurts when you hit it, so forgive me.

Priscia uses a space leap in the room to retrieve the thrown pillows. And give it to Mr. Spirit of the Wind and Mr. Spirit of the Soil, who serve, and Mr. Spirit of Light.

Lord Ernea, forgive me.

"Sorry."

"And excuse me"

"Yeah, they're all after me!?

When I realized, everyone was after me.

Priscia, you and Niemia are still. I didn't expect Mr. Ares to betray you.

I am desperate to escape and ask for a backlash. [M]

"Ugh, mix it up."

"It's sloppy."

Then there's a new intruder in the room.

"There you are. You're back safe."

"It was cold."

"I found a deer."

It was Fiorina and Reem who came into the room and rushed to me quickly.

I listen to the results of the hunt as I gently flaunt the two advances. [M]

The guardian Revaria should be back, too, but she can't go in there because she's big. I'm supposed to be outside, isn't it cold?

I'm also curious about Revaria...

I wonder why. Fiorina and Reem are attacking me too.

Don't you have my side?

One toddler and one luscious woman. Three more dragon tribes are after me to defend against the war, while I run away.

Still, the room is really big enough to do just that in the room. How relaxed I don't have time to think about it.

Me fleeing. Flying pillows and spirits. Occasionally, I fly all the way to Priscia, dispersed by an object called Fiorina and Ream.

When I was making a scene, the door to the room opened.

"Elnea, this is so noisy!

"Sorry!"

What came was a mistral in bedtime clothes.

Why not?

Mistral scolding us for making noise in your room at night, but he's got a pillow in his hand.

No way...

"Mr. Mist, you can't run out of here."

"It's a battle I've wagered Lady Ernea."

"So the winner can take you, Ernea."

"So the winner will be taken away by you, Ernea."

Well, everyone's got their own room around my room. If you make a scene, you'll pass it on to everyone, right?

Everyone who came into my room was bringing pillows.

And a pillow fight that begins.

During the day, I wonder if I had accumulated even with the depression of not being able to go outside. We all have fun throwing each other pillows.

"Ernea belongs to my concubine."

"Master Ernea is mine alone."

"Mr. Lyla, Mr. Ares, what are you talking about!

"Mist, daily grudges"

"Mist, today is the day for resentment."

"I wonder what?

"" Hiya. ""

Very few people, some of them speaking evil and personal desires, but it's a lot of fun.

When we can all play, we all have to play.

Priscia dives into the futon after being chased by a traitorous spirit. I saw it. I fled the flying pillow bullet into the futon.

"The Spirit of the Wind betrayed me."

"Did Mr. Ares do it?

"I'm torturing you later."

"Well, I guess so."

"Dear Priscia, Yeah, you know..."

Even if I hide, they'll find me soon.

The Spirit of Light turns the futon sorry.

The Spirit of Light is a new friend, contracted by Priscia in the lost forest of the Forbidden. You're not used to this noisy family yet, it's a little lumpy.

But, right? If it was enough to turn the futon reluctantly, I would have liked it to remain calm.

"Elnea, you were hiding from Priscia."

"Elnea, you've been pulling a string with Priscia."

"Oh, that's a misunderstanding."

They found me, and I ran away in a hurry.

As it stands, it's a straight sentence with no suspicion.

I don't have any weird hobbies!

I love your lovely breasts and muggy hips and buttocks!

"I don't think you can do that."

"Elnea, what does that mean?

"Mr. Elnea?

"Wow, Niemia! No, it's not. What Niemia said isn't exactly what I thought."

"But I won't deny it."

"Lyla!?

I love cautious women, too.

I wanted to explain it carefully, but Mistral and Louiseine stare at me and throw pillows relentlessly.

No matter how fluffy the pillow is, it hurts if they throw it hard.

I rush away. [M] But I'm gonna get caught like this.

If this happens, I slipped out of my room and ran away. [M]

"Hey Revalia...... It's cold."

I don't know.

The escape was next to Revaria.

Leveria, who pushed the snow across the front door and was getting round.

Oh, my God, it's so warm when you touch the scales of the Red Lotus.

That's a fiery flying dragon.

Normally, flame attributes seem vulnerable to the cold. They are more resistant to cold weather by storing heat in their bodies.

Speaking of which, you didn't even say 'it was cold' when Reem came back.

I dive into the crevices of Levaria's feathers and cheek on the warm scales.

"Disgusting. Get away. '

"Okay, we're on the same side, right?

"I don't remember getting along with you."

"Again. Well. Oh, could it be that I like Lila better than I do!? We've been together a long time lately, haven't we? I'm gonna be jealous."

'You're starting to slap a lot of light mouth. Shall I burn you to death on this occasion now? "

"No, no, no."

If we hide behind the great signs of Revaria, we shouldn't be able to find them any longer. But if Leveria abandons me, Mistral and Louiseine will attack me.

... No, I think it's a good idea to be attacked?

I don't hate you, do I?

The gap between Levary's torso and folded wings is as warm as it feels. I spent the whole night there. [M]

"Elnea, it's time for breakfast."

"Huh. Good morning, Mistral."

And in the morning, Mistral was picking me up.

Mistral looks at me sleeping round in the gap between Levaria, smiling bitterly. Revaria was looking at me with a smile on her face, but nothing like kicking me out.

"That's right. You want a roofed room for Levaria. And then we can all sleep together."

"Elnea, do you want anything more?

"Ugh. Right..."

'I'm not going into a cage. Don't be with the dragons around there.'

"I'll say so. Fio and Ream are having fun in that cage, aren't they?

"Huh."

"What?"

Leveria cleverly waves her tail and bounces me off the gap. I rolled over to Mistral's feet.

"Come on, let's have dinner without playing. I'll bring some meat to Levaria too."

'I don't want it. Yesterday Reem ate the buffalo he hunted'

"Yeah, well, there were buffaloes, not just deer? Tell me where you are later."

"No."

"Don't say that. Come on. Let's go hunting together."

'Go alone. And get wrecked.'

"Hidoku"

"Look, don't talk. Priscia's gonna have breakfast."

"That's tough"

An appetizing toddler would eat morsels in the morning after last night's rampage.

When I got back, it was just potatoes, so as to avoid the tragic situation, me and Mistral greeted Revalia and then hurried back to the mansion.

"Speaking of which, Ares said we don't have any more dragon potatoes in stock"

"That was sweet and delicious."

"Thanks to you, we all ate in the village of Mistral."

"Please get it again."

"Let Niemia do her best"

Enter the front door and head to the room where we opened the place so that we could all eat.

But before that.

When I stopped my leg perfectly, Mistral looked back wonderfully and stopped himself.

"Good morning, Mistral"

I said hello earlier.

This is specially made.

Overlay your own lips on the Mistral lips you looked back at.

Mistral ate the accidental blow and opened his eyes wide, but immediately smiled back at him.

"Not at all. You start in the morning..."

"Don't tell anyone."

"I don't have a choice."

Having made a secret just for the two of us, Mistral and I held hands and headed to the dining room.

"Nyah."