We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Pu Ha. I knew the hot springs felt good."

"He's a swallowing lad. You don't have a sense of crisis."

"Come on I said that..."

Watch Oz swim happily on my side soaked in hot water until he's under his chin.

Whatever you think, it's Oz who's more swallowing than I am, isn't it?

This is man water. Of course, there's no sign of the wives.

Immersed in an almost-private open-air bath, I reflect on the incident that occurred in the evening.

A man named Bartonoir left, scattering only the seeds of the storm.

In the kingdom of Jortenithos he used demon swordsmen to make noise, and elsewhere he broke the mirror of the Nine Tails Temple to attract Oz. Furthermore, I have a feeling that there will be some noise in the Demonic Nation in the future.

Luirala, a demonic tribe that floats in depression in a hot spring with puffiness. I wonder what he thinks of the Bartonoir leap?

Luirala is under the authority of the demon king of the giant and a nobleman with territory.

If Bartonoir causes disturbance in the land of the Demons, if he does poorly, his territory will be involved, or if the Demon King's command is given, even if no direct damage is done, he will have to move.

"Hey, Luilara. Don't you have to hurry home?

"Bullshit..."

"No, no, because I don't know what you're talking about. Talk to me properly."

I'm jealous that sinking your mouth and nose into hot water won't make it bitter, but when you're floating on depression, it just looks like a drowning body, so be careful when you have someone other than me!

Luilala turns over on her back and re-says to me her face, boiled red in hot water.

"Why not?

"Because. Bartonoir is going to cause a commotion in the demonic kingdom, isn't it? Don't you have to report to the Demon King or something?

"Right..."

Luilara thinks as she shifts her gaze from me to a starry sky full of heaven.

"My prediction is, if there's going to be a commotion in the first place, it's in a country ruled by the Demon King of the North."

"Why?"

"It's an area that was originally in a whirlpool of confusion. I don't know where that man's future prospects are set, but if you're going to make a scene and expand your power, wouldn't it be easier to have a confused place from the start than a country where the Demon King's rule is thorough?"

"I see."

Bartonoir's plan.

What the hell does he want in the end? What do you want to make up?

Looking back at the evening exchange, I feel like I could just get a little clue.

Bartonoir never showed any hostility or war while he was talking to me. You wanted to get along with me. You were so comfortable with me. [M]

And I feel like I had a proper respect for those on the lookout, Grandma Yuri and Lady Jabalayan.

It's a little radical, but it also added a touch of hand to the dragon tribe people in the village.

After that, Luiseine and Lady Madrine, who visited people who were lying down in the square, have confirmed that everyone has no symptoms that would result in trauma or sequelae.

Currently, the villagers who regained consciousness were returning to their usual lives.

Thinking only about this one, Baltic Noir doesn't feel like root evil.

But what makes you uncomfortable there is your attitude toward the Demons.

No, I guess against the ruling class of demons, to be exact.

Bartonoir feels like he was only harsh in his speech when he mentioned the ruler of the Demonic Nation.

When he does, is he trying to counter the rulers of the demonic tribe?

It is questionable how giving knowledge to a demon swordsman equipped with ancient weapons, or breaking the mirror of the Nine Tails Temple, relates to the thought of Bartonoir, but his consciousness is probably directed at the ruling class of demons.

Then again, as Louis Lara said, it's probably the best hand to set a starting point in a noisy place and expand from there.

"But then, as far as I'm concerned, you won't be able to calm down."

"You mean Necromancer City, right?

"There are no more Necromancers, though!

Nevertheless, Luilara's point fits.

"I've left it to Mr. Meduria to rule. I'd be in trouble if there was a lot of commotion in the country where Kushalira ruled, and there were more refugees."

Last fall. Talking about Mr. Meduria, who was reunited during the ritual of marriage, he said that the influx of refugees has also begun to calm down recently.

At first, chaos continued throughout Kushalillah's ruling country, with those who lost their way to the Necromancer City relying on rumors.

But over time, a lot of things will come to your ears around you, and those who fled in your spare time are moving to the surrounding countries, and the flow of daring to the peripheral Necromancer cities is showing a fit?

But if further confusion strikes here...

"Luilara, go home and report to the Demon King!

"Yep. I hope you'll forgive me a little. I'm tired of traveling, too, aren't I?

"It's your fault you went into Dragon Peak even though you're a Demon!

As a matter of course, Luilala enjoys a trip to Dragon Peak, but she's in a lot of trouble.

On the road, the Dragon clan has stormed many times in response to signs of demons entering within Dragon Peak, and even after reaching the village, they were seen with frivolous eyes by Dragon people.

None of them developed into noise because I know them, but it's a good annoyance.

Speaking of which, Bartonoir didn't respond to the Ruirala of the Demon Clan. And I looked back, and the adjacent female water became more noisy.

"Come on, you can't break out!

The voice of Mistral's scolding overlaps with that of a young, shabby voice.

And in the next moment, something has probably transferred to man water.

"Nha."

"Whoa, whoa."

"Here, Priscia. You can't make a scene in the bath."

You don't even have to check, do you?

It was the Tsubaki Toddler who flew to Man Yu in a spatial leap.

"You know, I was just messing around."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Here comes the ghost."

"Mm-hmm. We have to get out of here."

"No!

Catch Priscia trying to get out of the open-air bath and run around.

Hand over the toddler girl to "Mr. Ghost" here to scold her.

Come on, I wonder who the ghost is coming from Woman Yu.

Mistral, I guess?

Louiseine, I guess?

No way, like Master Madrine!?

Yeah, but I have Luilara, and I don't want to show my wife naked to the other bastards.

"Wow, this one's huge too."

"Ream is a ghost."

It was the dragons!

I was looking at the entrance to men's water with anticipation, but it was Fiorina and Reem who flew over the hedge separating men's and women's water.

Too bad.

The two child dragons storm at me with no hesitation embracing Priscia.

"Geez!

Zappa, give her a big splash, and Fiorina and Reem hug me.... I mean cuddle, they attacked me!

Though it's a dragon, it's not as tall as we are. By weight, the dragons are overwhelmingly heavier. I sink into a hot spring when Fiorina and Reem crush me like that.

Dragon tribes can hold their breath even in the water for a long time.... not!

I'm distracted by the offense of Fiorina and Reem, who rub their heads against me as I sink.

Air!

Give me some air...

"Buha!

Me, who manages to push the two child dragons away, face out of the hot tub and breathe.

"Come on, come on, it's a punishment."

I'm a little too feathery.

Probably got a lot of people on the road because of all the dangers, so they went into a safe village and opened it up all at once. A little more relief, please.

I'll see you tomorrow, I promise, and I can fool the kids. Then, Priscia took the initiative and grew up, so Fiorina and Reem stopped pushing their heads around me, too.

"They're noisy little girls. I want to see my parents' faces."

"Oz...... next time I'll introduce you to that parent. I can't guarantee my life."

Can Oz say the same thing before Levaria and Master Yugra?

I don't care what happens, so hey!

Nevertheless...

I looked over into the open bath for the man and made him pull his face off.

Back in the depression again, floating in the hot tub, Luirala the Demon Clan.

Dogging for fun, Oz the Fox Warcraft.

It's supposed to be a flying dragon species, but soak in the hot springs with pleasure, Fiorina and Reem.

Priscia singing her nose satisfactorily on my lap, and Niemia, who did not like long water and took refuge over her head.

And Ares, who manifested herself with Priscia's arrival, is sitting right on my lap.

It's like a zoo!

"Rare Beast Hot Water"

"If you say so yourself, there's nothing you can do."

"Nha."

I wonder how you would react if a dragon tribe man came in here!?

I'm sure he'll get away with it...

"There was a dragon woman in the water."

"... So the dragon men didn't come in anticipating this situation beforehand."

"Definitely."

"You can keep it private."

"Probably the biggest cause of this is the Demonic Luilara in it!

"It's terrible. As far as I'm concerned, His Majesty's intentions are to make friends with the Dragons and the Dragons."

"Heh."

Speaking of which, when you first met Louis Lara, you were hostile. Was Luilala a sign that he was going to kill all the dragon tribes?

I can't believe that's going to be like floating in a hot spring naked.

"Big best friend."

"No, you don't!

Shit. Niemia's return made me inadvertently unable to think.

"Oh, yeah. Hey, hey, Neemia."

"Ni?"

"Couldn't you read Bartonoir's thoughts? And then I want you to tell me about the Dragon Clan."

Niemia shakes her tail and answers me while saying "I have a lot of questions."

"A man couldn't read his mind. Mist, your protection is as strong as your sister's."

"So what was the race called Bartonoir?

You just thought about it, didn't you?

"Do you think the race is human?

"Doubtful?

There was a perception inhibition in there.

"What's that!?

"You had a lot of power in the clothes you were wearing. Look, you guys have it, too, right? Fabric woven with a thousand hands of spider thread or something like that."

"Were you aware of Luilara as well? I knew that guy's clothes weren't normal."

"Gaff's protection was added."

"The double-headed dragon, after all, is an ancient species?

"Rainbow Dragon Nha. I didn't even notice you were hiding."

"Yun Yun and Lin Lin didn't even notice."

"Ha, speaking of which!

I'm in a hurry to hide the front.

No, I was already pinched and hidden by a pair of toddler girls.

"Who's got a peek at man water? - Huh!

Lynn's screams and buckets flew in from the woman's water.

Apparently, he's materializing and enjoying the hot springs.... Wait, wait, more than that. I wonder why this conversation is reaching Woman Yu?

"Sorry."

"Yikes."

Enjoy the hot springs over there, too!

"Elnea, I've been watching your brother do something weird to Priscia."

"I'm not a pervert!

"Mm-hmm. What's the big deal?

"Heh heh heh heh"

"Priscia, there's something in the world you don't have to know. And Ares, what are you talking about!

Priscia stared at me in panic, tilting her neck.

"That's more than that. Rainbow dragons are an ancient species of dragon, right?

"That's right. I'm good at hiding."

"So no one noticed? But I can't believe you're joining the forces beyond even the ancient dragon clan..."

The double-headed dragon named Gaff was Cheng Long, no matter how you look at it.

I have a large group of Dragon Nation people around the Dragon Peak Alliance. Niemia and Lily are ancient dragon tribes.

However, when the ancient species Chenglong is the opponent, how much is the difference in power...

"Won't Mr. Ashel come this way?

"Your mother is serious about her work for a while."

"Hmm...... You should talk to your grandfather about Gaff."

I urge everyone to think it's time to get out of the bath.

With the advent of Baltic Noir, I've shown that it's better to think about things and take my hands first, but I still have too little information.

Still at the stage where we need to see how things are going?

Anyway, let's focus on the Mothers' Union journey now.

It's a trip. It's a rare experience, so I want to make it a good memory.

Now, when we healed the fatigue of the long journey, the rest was the banquet - and we took a good bath.