We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Elder Ear Clan. Giants. Forests and animals living there. And the Spirit. Long strife among races has made many sacrifices and sad histories. But that's coming to an end, too.

Mutual, little by little patience and walking by.

Shake off the causes of the past and be brave enough to take a step on a new path. Then there can be a future like none I've ever seen before.

Know different ways of thinking and standing from ourselves and recognize differences in the values and justice of our species.

The Ear Elders and Giants were sincerely facing each other and were beginning to recognize each other deeply by accumulating discussions over and over again.

Nevertheless, the walk towards peace is coming, isn't it?

Like the people, I do not accept (make) promises in writing.

The Ear Elders declare that by oath of the woods and the Spirit they shall make no difference in their covenant.

The Titans swear by the honor of the race and in their own name.

Even though this alone clearly makes cultural differences, it's hard to walk hand in hand while filling that ditch.

Having become the witness of the vows of the Ear Elders and Giants to peace, I made a promise to keep an eye on both in the name of the Eight Dragon Kings and to continue to support them.

When the discussion came together, Kong promised me that he would soon leave the army he was rallying to the east. Apparently, the Ear Elders will bring the results of this discussion back to their respective villages, and as soon as they get their support in place, they will accompany the spirits to visit the eastern lands to investigate how to improve their lean lands.

But before those moves, we had one more thing left to do.

It is a condolence to those who burned to death in the sea of trees at dawn, and to those who were sacrificed in this struggle.

Even during the discussion, the Ear Elders and Giants were jointly in the process of burying the dead in Dawn Hill.

A distracted Flying Dragon Knights brought some big rocks from somewhere. We'll even the surface of that rock and carve as many victims as we can figure out. Then he set a stone tablet with the victim's name engraved on it at the top of Dawn Hill.

"And then I hope Mr. Gorigal and the others come back"

Filrell returned to the fort, and a few more days had passed.

If it's Yugra-sama's wing, it won't take two days to get back and forth. But given the time to put in an interim report over there or convince Mr Gorigal and the others, maybe we still need to wait a little longer. With that in mind, the western sky sparkled.

"Heh heh, old man. Has aging finally made you fly?"

"As always, you are."

"Ernea, you!

It was Yugra-like's golden scales that reflected the cold winter sun.

Master Yugra, with the fillet on board, slowly flies over here and lands by Revaria, who was resting in circles.

"Is that it? What about Lyla?

But only Philelle rides on the back of Yugra who lands, and we tilt our necks and look at each other.

No way, is it difficult to convince Mr. Gorigals to sail?

Maybe Lyla stays over there to convince the Gorigals that she doesn't want to go back.

Everyone has a little anxiety.

"Mr. Elnea, we're back now."

"Welcome home. So, what happened?

Philelle came running to me as she stepped off Master Yugra's back. While I work for Philelle, I'm worried about Lyla and Mr. Gorigal and I'm anxious to respond.

"I'm sorry I'm late. But I've done my job right!

And Philelle saw the remaining burnt forest, which was visible to the west.

Then our gaze shifts.

"Master Ernea!

Then, Lyla rushed out of the woods abruptly, doing everything she could.

"Wow. Lyla, welcome back."

"I'm home."

Lyla rushes to me without even shaking her side and hugs me hard. When I took Lila's frivolous breasts from the front, I stroked her head, all right.

"I forgive you today. Thank you, Lyla."

"I forgive you today. Good day, Lyla."

Rarely, Lyla, who could hold me without being disturbed by any of her wives, smiles satisfactorily.

And I looked back at the woods I had just come to.

A few figures emerge, tearing apart lonely bushes that shed dead leaves in the winter.

Women and children, old people only, few young men are found.

Such shadows stopped their feet in front of the land where everyone had been burned wilderness.

"The sea of dawn..."

"The forest of Nona..."

"I heard the report, but I knew it would be hard to see."

Until just a moment ago, the forest, which should have run close to us like our own garden, has burned and disappeared. To that fact, the ear elders who lived in the sea of dawn, the returning Gorigals, drop their shoulders.

"Mr. Gorigal......"

What a voice to speak to. Though I headed to the depressing Gorigals, given the mood of the ear elders who lived in the sea of dawn trees, I can't speak a rash word.

"Gorigal. I'm sorry. Not even me."

"I'm the one who burned the woods. I'm sorry, but please let me apologize."

"Master Yun.... and, Master Lynn. Oh, and Master Lan."

Yun and Lin, who manifested themselves, bowed their heads deeply to the grumpy Gorigals. Mr. Lan, too, with his two sisters, bows his head.

"The story of the Tree Sea at dawn was heard by Mr. Lyla and Prince Philel. … but when you see reality, it's still hard"

"I'm really, really sorry"

"... Dear Lynn. Please, give me your head. And Master Yun and Master Lan."

"But..."

"It's good. Indeed, the Dawn Tree Sea has been burned. But the wish of Nong La finally came true, right?

Mr. Gorigal shifts his gaze from the three wise men who keep bowing their heads deeply to those who refrain behind him.

The elders give a complex expression to the situation of Mr. Gorigal's return, but their forests are gone. And the Titans, including the Gong Wang, stood shoulder to shoulder.

"Non's wish was peace between the Ear Elders and the Giants. That came true. No, it would come true at the reporting stage, because they asked me, so I came back with shame. This is a land that I once abandoned in despair. This burnt landscape is a punishment for the traitors who betrayed the forest."

"Goligal......"

"Master Yun. And Lady Lynn and Lady Run. Three wise men of the forest, would you please entrust this forest to Nona again? For hundreds of years, they will surely revive this sea of dawn."

"I don't know if we have such authority now, but the Dawn Tree Sea is their land. Let the woods regenerate as you wish."

"... then how can I atone for your sins?

"Dear Lynn. Please, keep an eye on me for a long time. That's enough for Nong et al. Hey, there's no more lives to lose. There is no dispute. I'm just satisfied with them."

Mr. Gorigal wakes his torso by gently reaching out to Lynn's shoulder, who keeps his head down. And I smiled gently.

"Apparently, Dawn Hill has turned into Comfort Hill."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know where the victim was buried."

"It's good. It is a hill where the Ear Elders and Giants sleep together. From now on, Nong et al. will take care of this hill of consolation. Oh, yeah. It's a corner. If other elders forgive you, why not create a village where the Ear Elders and Giants can make friends in the regenerating Dawn Tree Sea...?

Elnea, that's your idea.

"Elnea, it's the same thing you fantasized about."

"You feel good, Mr. Gorigal!

"Wow, that's a hell of a development."

"Grandpa Ellion was there, wasn't he?"

"You treat me badly..."

Apparently, our concern was a matter of concern.

It was at first that Mr. Gorigal was glaring at the sea of dawn that had become a burning field, but apparently the thought is poised to go forward.

Thanking us for coming back, we began to prepare for a joint solace festival.

The consolation tablet was also engraved with the names of those who were sacrificed in the ear elders who lived in the sea of dawn.

When combined, the names of the victims that climb to the triple digits. Other than that, we hold a solace festival to mourn those who have lost their lives in a long history of strife.

The Ear Elders turn to and pray deeply for the many flowers they have gathered running around the winter forest.

The Giants shouted loudly at each and every one of the victims' names into the sky in honor of their prestige.

The spirits come together naturally to watch quietly the people mourning the dead.

When I noticed, the animals were also asking about it from the corner of the woods.

"Please, let me also be a solace to the people"

At times like this, Luiseine challenges herself with a witch-like attitude.

Luiseine, who purified herself in a nearby creek, offered a memorial service.

The Ear Elders and Giants are intrigued by how people mourn the dead.

We, including the Flying Dragon Knights, begin with a deep and silent prayer on Dawn Hill at the head of Louiseine.

Then Luiseine plays the eulogy in a flamboyant voice, and prays that the dead may reach the goddess safely.

Please, goddess. May the dawn, when the girls reach their knees, receive them with mercy. May peace come to them. From the ground, I wish you all the best.

I don't think the Ear Elders and Giants know what people's religious views are.

But Luiseine's deep prayer and pleasant eulogy in his ears blend into the hearts of all.

"Mr. Elnea. To mourn the deceased, dance."

"Yeah, I got it."

And I'm offering a dragon sword dance, too.

Several of the Heartfelt Knights join their voices with Louiseine to play the eulogy.

The twin princess, who took out the hand bell that must be in Luiseine's luggage, rings the bell as she celebrates.

In a harsh atmosphere, I dance quietly and slowly, a dragon sword dance of condolences.

Clean dragon air gently spreads to the earth that has become a burning field.

The spirits are dancing with pleasure to match the dragon sword dance.

Be polite, then as if to attract the beholder. Unlike in battle, healing dragon sword dance.

When I was dancing a dragon sword dance, it was only at night.

The stars of heaven gleam in the night sky.

It makes it seem as if the deceased are staring at the earth from the sky and rejoicing in peace between the Ear Elders and the Giants.

Everyone stared at the shining stars and quietly mourned those who had lost their lives.