We Live in Dragon’s Peak

A little woman who breathes rough enough to likely spit everything out of the back of her chest and nods bitterly to the ground.

Even the nogging posture is hard, and the arms and legs supporting the body are shaking violently. The shaken disturbed hair was flowing from his deeply nagging head and touching the ground.

A flaming giant with no entity, not even a Yugra-like attack. We were surprised by the woman who came out of it.

Master Yun?

Is that from Lyla, the representative of the Ear Elders who have fled the Great Forest in the east?

But I wonder why such a person has raided the fort!?

At the end of our confused gaze, Mr. Gorgal moves as he rides himself out of the spire.

He crossed the fort in a spatial leap and tried to rush over to a woman who nodded outside the outer wall.

"Stop!

But it was Mr. Spirit of the Wind who stopped the movement.

One of the spirits that Priscia serves.

A good man pointing a sharp blade of two-handed sickles at Mr. Gorigal's throat as he jumped in space outside the fort, Mr. Spirit of the Wind.

"Be cautious of strange movements. I will not forgive you."

On the side of the little woman, whose flaming giant had changed her appearance and emerged from the remnants of the fire, also appeared a man as resilient as a pigeon.

A small woman who still puts her hands on the ground and breathes roughly out. He's all sweaty and pale. Turning relentlessly to the cutting edge of the spear there was this again Mr. Soil Spirit, whom Priscia serves.

Look, on the spire, there are some spirits of light who hold Priscia and guard her.

Apparently, the tension shouldn't be lifted yet.

People and dragons who haven't been able to swallow the situation. On the contrary, the spirits expose their alertness as if they got something at their core.

Mr. Ares, who is assimilating to me, was still not trying to loosen the signs.

The little woman is nodding to the ground with a spear pointed at her by a dirt spirit.

Rough and disturbed shortness of breath doesn't feel like it's going to fit. I can't breathe this way watching.

The strange spiritual art of man becoming a seedfire and flames shaping the figure of a giant may have been, as Mr Ares said, the art of eroding himself.

A woman who is likely to fall and lose consciousness now. But the spirits were showing relentless vigilance against such a debilitated opponent.

Mistral frowned at the signs of the spirits, but he brought me down to earth.

Pull out the pitch-black one-handed stick so that whatever happens can happen.

When I took my hand off Mistral's waist, I reached for the white sword and the wooden sword of the spirit tree.

Don't let them get their hands on you.

Then Mr. Ares appeared away from me.

Always, Mr. Ares, an adult who shows a luscious movement. But this time, we're getting closer to women in tough footsteps. And when he produced a green sword in his hand, he turned his cutting edge on the woman.

"You're contraindicated."

There's no such thing as human emotion when you talk to us, a cold voice.

To Mr. Ares' chilling voice, the grunting woman looks painful but raises her gaze. And breathe in the overwhelming signs Mr. Ares unleashes. With recoil, a woman who coughs. But Mr. Ares remains a sharp sign without worrying about the woman coughing in pain.

The tip of Mr. Ares's green sword touches his coughed and swayed throat. Skin seemed thinly slashed and blood spilled out.

You ate spirits.

Then we were stunned by what Mr. Ares said.

"No way......"

"Oh, my God..."

Mr. Carley, who followed Mr. Gorgal, who made a space leap, or Kate, who was watching over the spire. And Mr. Ellion shivers his mouth and sees a woman nodding with Mr. Ares.

"I've asked the Great Elder. Contraindications of the Ear Long Clan. The art of aversion that eats the Spirit and dwells in its power..."

Mr. Kate changes her emotions from surprise to anger. Listening to Mr. Kate's words, Mr. Carley and Mr. Ellion also had a harrowing look.

"Not only did I have the Spirit in my hand, but I didn't expect to eat it..."

"What barbarity!

"Ma, wait! Master Yun is not bad at all. I'm sorry about Noon."

Mr. Gorigal turns pale and tries to rush over to a nagging woman. But Mr. Spirit of the Wind's two-handed sickle remains stuck in his throat without slight movement, sealing Mr. Gorigal's movements.

"I'm young, but I made a mistake. When you brought the Ear Elders underground, you mistakenly thought of those who followed you from the woods and sent the Spirit of Rescue to Master Yun. So..."

"I haven't heard that story. That woman contradicted you, that's what matters."

Mr. Carley is right.

Why has that woman raided the fort? If Mr. Gorigal's explanation is correct, this woman, Mr. Yun, must have hit the fort trying to rescue her companion. But we're not talking about that right now.

Mr Ares said. Yun said he ate the Spirit and lived in the Spirit's abilities.

And that's not all we can talk about.

Because...

"Flame, wind and light... I felt at least three strong attributes from that woman!

Mr. Carley looked at Mr. Yun with a rare, harshly condemning gaze at others.

"No, it's not just three attributes. How many spirits did you eat?

"No way......! What a mess!

Losing words is exactly what this is about.

I wonder if you ate multiple spirits as well as one attribute, even though the very act of eating spirits is a contraindication to the ear elders!?

Mr. Ares and the spirits should not break their guard against Mr. Yun.

Kate and Ellion are stuck with too many shocking facts and have become stiff. The furious Mr. Carly is likely to continue to be attacked by Mr. Yun. It is the unfamiliar green-haired girl holding back Mr. Carly's movements with her hands on bows and arrows. Perhaps the Spirit Mr. Carly will serve on.

"No, it's not. Master Yun is nothing wrong."

And it was Mr. Gorigal who had complained in tears.

"You will be seen with the Spirit of great attributes. Please, please, save Master Yun. Listen to them."

Could it be that Mr. Gorigal doesn't know what Mr. Ares' attributes are?

I seem to recognize you as a spirit, but I feel signs of confusion about strange attributes. Still, you realize in this that Mr. Ares is the highest spiritual, and Mr. Gorigal begs Mr. Ares.

"Master Yun, in order to save Nong La... Ear elders and forests, to protect the Spirit..."

"You wouldn't say you can break the ban if you want to protect something, would you?

But it was Master Grave, who came out of the fort, who relentlessly blocked Mr. Gorigal's grieving appeal.

With a sharp gaze, Master Grave stares at Gorigal, who is bladed by the Spirit of the Wind, and Yun, who is rough and short of breath.

"I don't know the Ear Elder custom. I don't even know the relationship with the Spirit. But that's all I can say. Our people uphold the law and value order. I don't know what the situation is, but there is no way I can build a relationship of trust with a raw person (from time to time) who does not choose the means, whether it is contraindicated or not, if something is to be done. There's no way we can give those guys a forest or territory. Solve the ear clan problem with the ear clan. I will free the people underground immediately. So, go back to the woods. We should solve our problems freely in the back of the woods."

"I'd like you to wait. Things..."

"I don't need an explanation.... Ernea, I'm sorry you had to come, but that's the thing. You put in a lot of trouble."

"Yep..."

What am I supposed to do?

Mr. Gorigal wants to elucidate something. But Master Grave is angry that the fort has developed into a damaged commotion that will destroy it.

Master Grave is not the only one angry. Mr. Carley and the Dragon Forest Ear Elders stare at Mr. Yun and Mr. Gorigal with rugged eyes.

Ares and the others were also showing strong vigilance to Mr. Yun.

"Ha ha... As for me... do as you please. But... the others... have nothing to do with my business. There are women and children... … a little mercy…"

Then, interrupted by a rough breath, Mr. Yun finally raised his face and spoke out.

He was like a crouched grandmother's voice, not unlike a small body shape.

"Oh, Master Yun! Please, don't push it."

"I can't... let's... Here… if the people will abandon us… there is no place to go…"

Give the earthen spirits a spear cut tip. Yun also tried to rise to his temperament while Mr. Ares also pointed the blade of his sword at him. But he was at the limit of his strength. Even small weights cannot be supported by debilitated trembling hands and feet, which collapse to the ground.

"Ha ha... Great Spirit. I ate...... I... ate the Spirit. I bear my sins... this self... But the others... Please, have mercy on the Ear Elders..."

"Master Yun, that's not true! That, in that situation, I had no choice. Yet it was the sins of Non and others who made Yun bear his sins alone. If you mean mercy, please go to Master Yun. Non and all of them are prepared to do whatever happens. So please, only Master Yun......!

"That woman, you guys, go back to the woods, not apart. I want you to think it's mercy not to cut me off here."

"Grandpa Gorigal. Exactly, Kinzoi in Advocacy"

"Contraindicated. I've never heard of it before, but I can't reach out to spirit-eating people either."

"Right. I don't know, I can't believe the Ear Elders have the Spirit in their hands."

"Ma, wait! Grandpa Ellion, please listen to me."

The flow of the conversation, I think, is settled.

It seems that the representative of the Kingdom of Yortenithos, Lady Grave, decided not to engage with the Ear Elders anymore instead of questioning the fact that the outer wall of the fort had been broken.

The Carlies are also disgusted with Yun for violating the contraindications of the Ear Elders, and there is no indication that they will cooperate.

Mr. Gorigal is desperately trying to elucidate himself, but neither Lady Grave nor Mr. Carley had the ears to listen.

"So what will Elnea do?

Mistral spoke to me, asking how he was doing in silence. [M]

The whole family comes out of the fort and gathers around me.

"Mr. Elnea, what do you want to do?

Louiseine looked at me. No, she's not the only one. Ufiria and Nina, Lyla and Priscia were looking at me, too.

"Noisy people."

Revaria is invisible in the fort, but the sighing dragon-heart reaches.

I took everyone's gaze and enquiry and looked around again.

Master Grave has instructed his men to take out the rest of the Ear Elders who are captured underground.

Mr. Carley is a sign that the girl of the spirits of the wind beside him is likely to have bows and arrows, even as soon as she relaxes. Kate stares at Yun without alarm. Mr. Ellion had his sympathy eyes on Mr. Gorigal, but unfortunately there is no sign of trying to subsidize him.

And Mr. Ares, as usual, was poking his sword tip at Mr. Yun with no warning or hesitation.

You can't normally think of a different option than everyone else in this situation.

I laugh bitterly. And so that everyone could hear me, I spoke out.

"Yeah, sure."

In my words, Master Grave and the soldiers who had given instructions stopped moving and looked back.

"It was a long time ago. Yes, about two years ago."

What did you say, Master Grave looks at me surprised?

"I entered Dragon Peak in a year of traveling."

I proceeded to speak with the gaze of Grave and the soldiers.

"For a long time in Dragon Peak, fierce flying dragons called tyrants frightened people and dragons. Many had been sacrificed by tyrants, and even dragon tribes had been killed."

Guru, I think I hear Revaria's throat ringing.

"I am. I confronted a tyrant on Dragon Peak. The tyrant vandalized the chicken dragon's nest in front of me. It was a really bad flying dragon. So I fought tyrants. So, we were lucky to win. But..."

At the end of the outer wall of the fort, see where Revaria should be resting in circles.

"Tyrants did a lot of bad things, and everyone at Dragon Peak was afraid or hated. But I didn't do anything to take the life of a tyrant. How cowardly you think you are to end up dead and atone for it with your life. Because even if no one has done anything wrong, the days of fear will not be forgotten. Because the heart of hate doesn't clear. That's why I made a promise to the tyrant. From now on, with all your souls, atone for your sins."

Not only Mr. Gorigal but Yun also stared at me and the tyrant.

"Who has sinned? Whose fault is it? Who should make amends? How do you redeem? I think that's a difficult story...... You know, I think I'd like to hear a little more about everyone. The tyrant who was rampaging on Dragon Peak also had a real reason. Well, that was like an eight-win, it wasn't like being forgiven. So, I'm sure Yun and Gorigal have some reason or say. It's easy to banish them. But I think we can only discuss it now. So I'd like to hear more about Yun and the others. I would also like to hear from Mr. Carly and Lady Grave in the meantime. Last call, then it's not too late, is it?

I laughed so hard that I didn't deserve the place and said, Master Grave dropped his shoulder and exhaled a deep sigh. The soldiers are laughing at me when they see me.

The Mistrals looked at me like that, after all.

The whole family didn't throw a whole problem at me. He knew I was going to come to this conclusion, and then he pushed me back, claiming it clearly.

Mr. Ares listened to me and delivered a green sword. And when I leave Mr. Yun's side, I come back here. The earth spirits vanished to the ground, and the wind spirits melted in a breeze and vanished.

"Master Yun!

When the two-handed sickle of Mr. Spirit of the Wind, which had been placed in his throat, disappeared, Mr. Gorigal flew to Mr. Yun.

Looks like my behavior was foreseen by the spirits.

In the first place, if you were serious about convicting Yun of contraindications, you must have strangled him from the beginning. I didn't because you were waiting for my decision.

"Anyway, let's settle down first. And let's discuss this carefully with each other, shall we?

"Again, you..."

I thought you were going to dispute my story, Master Grave, but honestly accepted, this one is more surprising.

"Your judgment."

"Mr. Ernea, that's just great!

Master Yugra, who was asking how it was while swirling over the sky, descended aboard Filrell and the three accompanying him.

"In the words of the boy, does this turn things around..."

From my abrupt story, the flow changed all at once.

Mr. Gorigal looked at me as surprised as he leaned against Mr. Yun.

Yun also looked at me and Ares with strange eyes.