We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Ha ha... It feels good to exercise in the morning."

Sleep in big letters on a fuzzy, moss carpet all year round.

Looking up at the sky with a disturbed breath, the giant tree of the spirit tree was shaking with pleasure as it touched.

The little birds also chirp along with the spiritual trees, and in the back of the woods of ancient trees the animals are rushing around fine.

"Hmm, sometimes you need to escape reality."

"Grandpa, I'm not running from reality."

Old Sleighsta, stretching her long neck and peeking into me, chuckled with a grunt and throat.

"Ernea can't be serious, so I can't help it."

"Hmm. Even Mistrals who say that, you don't mean it"

When it comes to matching, there's no way there's anything there.

The White Sword I hold is given the Dragon Killer attribute. And Mistral is a dragon tribe, so if he gets wounded with a white sword, he'll take care of it.

So if Mistral and I work together, we go back to the beginning and use the wooden knife, but then the white sword familiar with our hands and the wooden knife used on the spot will affect us.

Especially when advanced people like Mistral are opponents, slight discomfort and proficiency can make a fatal difference.

That's why I'm not comfortable with it. Plus, Ares hasn't followed me today either.

I was obsessed with sneaking around in the village, and I thought you were just delivering lunchboxes.

Even Mistral, though, adds and subtracts.

Swordsmanship pays, twists, receives, and slashes the opponent's weapon.

But Mistral's weapon is a one-handed stick.

The way a one-handed stick fights is a move that destroys the opponent's weapon, smashes his armor, and slays his confrontation.

If Mistral is serious, what an easy way to grind a sharp wooden knife.

But then, it won't be a match, will it? So Mistral is always careful not to destroy the opponent's weapon in the case of a match.

"Heh heh. If Ernea is serious, I won't win. You have a storm dragon trick, and you have a thunderbolt."

"Well, with a thunderbolt..."

"This is it. Don't blackburn my address."

Old Sleighsta panics after reading my imaginary tactics.

Me and Mistral take a break together, laughing.

As always, I slept in the moss square in big letters. Mistral was sitting down beside him and seemed comfortable with the wind blowing through him.

I wish I could stay relaxed.

It's fun to adventure in all sorts of places, and I'm glad they're counting on me to escort my mothers.

Nevertheless, I knew you'd be happy to indulge in this completely with your precious family.

"Elnea, I'm here because of you, and why don't you go say hello to the Spirit of the Spirit Tree?

"Ugh...... Mistral doesn't want to be straight with me?

"Of course, I want to be neat, don't I? But look, when you get back from your trip, you don't want Wang Du to be sinking in the woods, do you?

"The spirits sense as much as I've come to Moss Square, don't they? And if you don't show your face, harass me..."

That's what I'm talking about.

You can't go play while you're offering your mother's union journey. That's what I'm telling you in advance, but if you came nearby, stop by, that's what the spirits think.

Again, should I show my face?

But before that.

"Hey, Grandpa"

Mistral told me.

"Oh, that's quick talk"

But tell me something from you.

If you want to talk to me, you mean don't spare the effort to explain yourself.

I speak of the disturbances that occurred yesterday evening in the village of the Dragon Nation. And finally, about the Oz I picked up along the way.

"Hum, is it the Kyouo Temple? I've also heard of folds flying around the world when I was younger."

"So two thousand years ago, there was already a Nine Tails Temple."

It seems that Oz served at the Nine Tails Temple hundreds of years ago, but the company itself seems to have existed for a long time.

"But I don't know where it's built either. Apparently, the location is strictly secret."

"But it looks like a guy named Bartonoir broke the mirror by locating him, doesn't it?

"Has he named himself your forefathers? Then you may have gained knowledge here and there. Anyone who tries to get involved in the world is going to take in a lot of knowledge of the world."

We've met a lot of people because we've been trying to get involved in a lot of things, and we've gained a lot of wisdom and knowledge.

Bartonoir is also a chosen man, even though he is different from us. I'm sure you've touched on a lot of things and gained some deep reason.

"So, Grandpa doesn't know what was worshipped at the Nine Tails Temple?

"Sure that's what Rosa said? Nine golden tails illuminated the world seven days and seven nights."

"No, no, no, I don't want to hear it anymore."

I block my ears with both hands.

There are such big things as warcraft that even the dragon tribes of ancient species can't handle.

Still with the gorillas sitting in a painting of Dragon Peak or the Thousand-Handed Spider Terru guarding the Forbidden Embargo?

Somehow, it smells just like them!

But wait a minute.

Didn't Oz say the Lord of the Temple of Kyouo is a Demon?

Mm-hmm, I wonder what that means.

"Rosa is more familiar with the temple than I am with the temple. That doesn't live long for Dada."

"Right. I'm going to ask you when I get a chance."

After all, it seems best to ask the oldest demon king about the Demon Clan.

If it's true, I just want Luilara to hear it, but I'm sure she won't like it.

"Then..."

One more thing. When I tried to hear about an ancient species of dragon named Gaff and opened my mouth.

Under the umbrella of branches spread by spiritual trees. I saw a red shadow flying in from afar.

I don't know, I don't seem to be well...

"Shit, was there still a dragon princess? Besides, even the intruders'

"Yeah, I treat you like a disturber!?

When it comes to red shadows flying into moss squares, there is only Revaria.

So it's been a while, and I waved to welcome you, and they seem to say this.

Revaria descends, staring at me and Mistral from above.

Oh, boy. It always seems more and more grumpy.

Me and Mistral fleeing the landing site so they don't crush us.

Or you're deliberately trying to come down to where we're forgiving!

The bulkiness and more rough wings wind up, and Mistral and I defend ourselves with both hands to keep the rising dust out of our eyes.

Is that it?

You felt like you weren't well when you saw it in the distance?

You don't seem energetic, you're grumpy, you're rough on quotas like this.

Damn, there's something weird about Levaria today.

I couldn't keep my eyes open properly because of the storm. At the end of Mistral with me, Revaria landed so rough that she might have even crashed.

Shizu, the ground rocks.

"Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

"Yeah, well, that's just it!

Shit, I'm alarmed!

The snot attack has dropped our chances of success for those of us who are accustomed to old Sleighsta pranks. But right now, we're covering our eyes with both hands, and we were conscious of Revalia.

Just here, playing a prank...

Oh?

Me and Mistral were prepared for all kinds of floods. But nothing's happening.

No way...

Fear, secure sight.

"Oh my God..."

And I identified the victim.

It wasn't me, it wasn't Mistral, it was the grumpy Revaria who was all over her nose.

Ah, this is it. Oh, we're going to storm.

We're in the middle of a riot that's about to happen.

But Leveria just stripped out her sharp fangs and never threw up a roar of anger or a flame of vengeance.

"Revalia, are you sure you're okay?

I'm not mad at you for doing this. Revalia is creepy.

Somehow I get close to wondering how Revalia is doing.

Then Leveria bounced off her snot, which stuck to her whole body, shaking her body all the way through.

Of course, it's harassment of me for trying to get close.

"Knock it off. It's easy to avoid this kind of attack."

Quickly dodged by a spatial leap, to the side of Revaria.

And I noticed.

"Hey, Revalia. Could he be hurt?

Were you hurt, exactly?

There was a large amount of blood paste attached to the base of the left leg, and the neck.

It plays beautifully with the effect of Sleighsta's old snot, but the coagulated blood paste didn't seem to fall off.

"An extra favor."

"No, no, let me take care of you. What the hell happened?

It's not just a matter of Levaria getting hurt.

A tyrant and a feared ruler of the sky wouldn't crash into mountain skin in a sleeping flight.

'I was just caught off guard. That double-headed ancient dragon, the next time I meet him, he'll burn me to death'

"Gaff!

Apparently, Gaff and Revaria, who flew west of Dragon Peak, did.

"He's a cowardly man, like coming through and attacking me."

Revaria eats up her fangs hatefully.

But I didn't do anything to turn the blame on me.

I see.

You weren't well when you came because you were badly injured. So when I tried to get Old Sleighsta to sneak up on me, Mistral and I were there and I hated it.

Is it because I didn't want to be seen scratched, with more and rough wings at all times?

I'll wipe the blood paste stuck to Levaria's scales.

The blood was clotted, and it must have been yesterday that I was struck unintentionally.

I'm sure Mistral will be staying at your service in the early morning because you won't be able to visit Moss Square at night, so you must have been patient to this day even though you're injured.

Damn it, I'm a strong man.

I'll add Mistral, and I'll clean you up Revaria.

You drained your strength by the time you got here, Revalia fell asleep in circles when the wound healed.

"Grandpa, it looks like Revalia was attacked, too. You know the guff of an ancient species of dragon named Rainbow Dragon?

"Gaff. It's a name I won't ask. Probably a useless young man."

"What is it normal for the Dragon Nation of the Ancient Species to be at the service of others?

"Normal, not that, but if you are one end, you have a role to play. However, as I have been, some young people will tour the world and spread their vision."

"Along the way, if anyone you care about shows up, give him a hand?

"Like Ashel's daughter or Lily is"

"I see."

Like Niemia and Lily in me, Baltic Noir has Guffs on his side. [M]

"And was it a rainbow dragon? I don't know about Gaff, but let's talk about Rainbow Dragon."

I've been waiting!

Listening to Old Sleighsta as he removes Levary's dirt.

"The dragon species known as our ancient species live longer than ordinary dragon tribes, but have fewer individuals. Among them, a rainbow dragon meets a rare one."

"You mean rare species?

"No, that's not it. They'll be transparent, as you know. Disappear, and the signs disappear. That's how they fly around the world."

"I can't see it because it's gone, and I can't find it?

"It is like the left. That some people, after their parents have separated, will not appear until the time of their death."

"Wow, you'll never encounter that."

Maybe a traveling rainbow dragon has jumped over our heads. But if even the signs go away, you'll never find them, will you?

"You'd be good at running away and hiding."

Old Sleighsta looks down at Revalia, who sleeps round.

"When that happens, it's hard to avenge Levaria"

"I don't really recommend it. Rainbow dragons are also ancient species. You won't have teeth in a dragon-like tribe."

Old Sleighsta says so, but if we confront Bartonoir, Gaff will get in the way, too.

Finally, it's been a difficult story.

"Identify the plans of the man who will be the Baltic Noir. If you don't need to intervene in vain, then sometimes you need to stay out of it."

"Yes. I'm going to move carefully"

Nevertheless, you need more information to decide how to face the Baltic Noir.

When that happens, I still wonder if I should ask the giant demon king for advice too...