We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Someone you know?

"Yeah. Neemia, get down near that guy. Don't scare me."

"Nah."

Beautiful water surface, reflecting the sky stained with cedar. It seems to be shallow enough or only as deep as the navel of a woman sitting by the water.

A woman with thin, long, beautiful dark hair in the evening breeze stared back quietly as she noticed this one approaching from above.

You don't get carried away by the giant dragon you're supposed to see for the first time.

Speaking of which, even when you broke into Terru's nest, you didn't show any signs that you were frightened even if you were paying attention.

"Arda!

As I descend from the landed Niemia, I wave as much as I can at those who are not holding Oz.

At that time.

For some reason, there were signs all over me that evoked nostalgic emotions.

A wooden knife from a spirit tree strapped to the right hip. The branches that bore the role of the twig, and the three leaves that were adorably attached, tremble with delight.

But that'll fit right in.

I've never experienced such a phenomenon before. It feels strange.

Maybe this is an important place for spiritual trees. For some reason it seemed so intuitive.

My legs loosened for a moment in the reaction of the wooden knife of the spirit tree. It's me, but I run over to Mr. Arda again.

Check me out, I think Mr. Arda broke his face.

"Duh, how could you be in a place like this!? Ha, no way!

"There is no witch. He threw me out here and went somewhere."

"I see!

The lake on a thin water membrane is vast and I can't feel this being the summit of the spiritual mountain. Reach Arda's side as she raises the water splash on the lake of such an enclave.

Mr. Arda was standing still and welcoming this way.

"Wow, it's cold."

Me and Neemia who put Oz down. It's something that's getting smaller and moving over my head, so I chilled on my wet limbs.

But I was feeling a little excited. My head was cold, just fine.

Because I didn't think I'd be able to see Mr. Arda again in a place like this.

"Dragon tribe, huh? You know a rare dragon who can change his size."

"This kid says," Neemia. He's part of my family. [M] And this is Oz. "

"Huh, I don't know who it is, but let's just say hello to Nong."

"Mr. Arda. Oz is such a lousy guy like this, but forgive me."

"Niemia and Oz? Hello."

"Hello."

Arda doesn't move when a giant dragon gets smaller in front of her or in front of a talking animal. Instead, reach out and stroke Niemia without cowering, or take Oz's hand and shake it.

That's when Oz acted oddly.

I smell Arda holding my hand.

"Come on, it's rude to smell a woman in your face."

"Oh, that was rude to the lady. What, I felt like I smelled nostalgic."

You smell nostalgic, Mr. Arda?

But you thought Oz himself was to blame, and he immediately stops the act of moving his nose.

"So why are you here?

Mr. Arda doesn't even show how distracted he was by Oz's rude behavior, and asks with a loving grin.

"Yeah. As far as I'm concerned, I'm wondering why Mr. Arda's here."

As I say, let go of the oz I've had so far.

Then Oz ran around energetically as he raised the water splash.

"Ho, ho, ho! That's fantastic. This is the promised land that Non was looking for!

Mr. Arda stares at Oz, who jumps with people's words in his mouth.

"Oz is a warcraft."

"He's a demon."

"... and I insist. It's like you're looking for a sacred place to make a mirror."

"Mirror?"

"Yeah. The mirror that was dedicated to a company called Kyouo Temple broke, so he said he'd rebuild it."

It's an unusual warcraft, Mr. Arda whining to keep it out of Oz's ear.

"So, you visited here."

"Until earlier, I was looking around the lake on the east side."

"... Speaking of which, though I tried to enclose two lakes and saw a large mansion built?

"That's our new home... Oh, yeah. I want Mr. Arda to come to my house. I want to introduce everyone in my family, and I think I'll definitely be more lenient than spending the night here."

To my suggestion, but Arda gives me a slightly troubled look.

"Though I feel like meeting your family. But I must return soon."

"That said, you can't go home without the witch coming back, can you?

To my words, Mr. Arda flaunts his shoulders and affirms.

Just like me, I think Mr. Arda's neighborhood is far away.

We have families that don't have long distances like Neemia, Levaria, Lily, so we can travel easily, but Arda can't come or go home without a witch.

"Then let's go! Oz, I'm leaving today."

Night is coming soon.

The Mistrals will be waiting, and that's it for today. If you find the right place, you can visit again tomorrow. That's what I thought.

"You guys go home now. Non stays here."

"Stay, what are you going to do?

"It's settled, you fool. We're going to create a mirror."

Oz proclaiming with his chest up. There was a strong willingness in his eyes.

Sometimes I can't give up if I'm strong enough. I'm sure Oz wants to get to work on making it a little faster in a spotless place he's finally found.

"Okay, I respect Oz's intentions. But don't be impotent. I'll bring you dinner tomorrow."

Tell me, I do Niemia a a favor that I thought I could finally take a break and get her to grow up again. [M] Then take Mr. Arda's thin hand and lead him to Niemia's back.

I'll see you tomorrow.

"Oz, see ya."

Me and Niemia waving goodbye.

Oz said greatly when he saw us like that.

"Wait, stay. Is the rice tomorrow?!? Non is hungry. Besides... can I help you?

"No. See you tomorrow."

"Muggy!

To Niemia, who ruthlessly began winging, Oz slips over like he panicked.

Jeez, I said I put Arda on Niemia's back because of him, but I went down again and confronted Oz.

"Oz?"

Put your arms around me and watch Oz.

Oz looked back prestigiously at first, but gradually missed his gaze.

"The... what... Be the hands and feet of a non..."

"Come on, let's go home"

"Nyah."

"Wait, stay. Wow, Non's..."

Oz sitting in a shallow lake with his hands together to worship.

"Yeah, shame on you, please. Please help me."

I have no idea why it would be embarrassing to ask for help.

I think it's a lot of fun to accomplish something you can't handle on your own with someone.

Nevertheless, it is not good to bully Oz any more who worships me. And if you're going to cooperate, you should take care of it sparingly, right?

So I held Oz and moved on to Niemia's back.

"I know Oz's motivation, but the work starts tomorrow. You have to look for a stone to polish first, don't you? Then the brighter days are definitely better than dark nights."

It was a no questions asked decision, but Oz followed my point.

Niemia flew off with me and Oz and Mr. Arda back to the mansion.

"" Mr. Elnea!

"What? Louiseine, please forgive me, Madeleine."

When we got back to the mansion, the expedition was safely returning, awaiting our return before dinner.

So, Luiseine and Madeleine, who saw Arda, suddenly attacked me.

"Who is this guy?!?

"Muki no. Cheating on me while the honorable witch is there."

"No, no, Master Madeleine's not my wife, so I'm not in a position to say cheating or anything. And, guys. That's Arda this woman told you about before!

Introduce Mr. Arda, shaken by Luiseine and Master Madrine.

Mr. Arda greets politely and beautifully, albeit with a slight glimpse into the disturbances between the two witches.

"I apologize for disturbing the family reunion. I... Arda. Elnea, you and I have met face to face in this forbidden territory before."

Same as before, I saw just a little hesitation when I named him. I guess it's because of my guilt about having to speak a pseudonym. After all, this guy is definitely a good guy.

Deeply bowing your head, Mr. Arda. When the sleigh and long hair flow from the back, the tip is likely to reach the floor. Arda's hair, even standing about behind her knees, is as beautiful as black silk.

Mistral walks over to Arda, who politely greets her.

"That verse was taken care of by my husband. I am my wife Mistral. Come on, go ahead. Please be generous with Arda."

Mistral and Mr. Arda exchanging handshakes.

I also felt when I first met Mr. Arda that she was tall. Thus, facing the long mistral, it turns out that Mr. Arda is slightly taller.

Yes, of course, you're much taller than me!

No, it's not. This is either the effect of inheriting the dragon treasure balls, or the fact that they stopped growing at about fourteen!

"Nah."

Neemia moved over Priscia's head, and now it was time to relax and indulge.

Following Mistral, Lyla greets him.

Luiseine, who secures the second as usual, is still clinging to me with Madeleine.

Subsequently, when Mr. Sefina said, "I am Elnea's wife" in confusion, the greeting was also neglectfully pulled from her sisters, Ufiria and Nina, and taken to the vacancy.

Mr. Arda was surprised by the number of my wives.... Well, that's right. Normally, I wouldn't marry such a large number of women unless I was also a royal nobleman.

Oh, maybe they misunderstood my position with this mansion!?

"You know what? Priscia's not your brother's daughter-in-law, is she?

"No, no, no."

Arda returns a gentle grin to Priscia, who greeted her well, and Ares, who has manifested herself.

It's a loving, calming and embracing grin for the child.

"Ares hasn't?

"Yes, it's my spirit."

Except for me on this occasion, Ares was the only one who saw Arda and the witch last time.

Speaking of which, it hasn't manifested itself yet...... Really? Did you enjoy exploring with the Priscians?

Ares storms Mr. Arda, holding hands with Priscia.

Ms Arda says a firm greeting to both of them when she kneels down and takes the young girl gently.

Priscia and Ares, who seem so happy.

Only Niemia, however, stared at Mr. Arda, who was nearer, over Priscia's head.

"Come on, say hello properly to you, too. Madeleine, if you can't say hello to your customers correctly, why don't you ask them to leave? And, Louiseine. It's unusual for you to be disturbed, isn't it?

The chick said she had finished greeting me, but Mistral still clinging to me, Luiseine and Madeleine.

Luiseine still looks like Arda even saw something rare in the look of Mistral, who relentlessly scolds the noble Madrine to see.

Luiseine and Madeleine, who were clinging to me, rushed to correct themselves.

And all of a sudden, I started to say awe-inspiring greetings on my knees.

"I belong to the great temple of the kingdom of Armuard. My name is Luiseine Ease, a warrior witch."

"I am a witch-head in the Great Temple of the Kingdom of Yortenitos, my name is Madrine Rafal Serastris"

"Yeah, what's up, both of you!?

We're suddenly surprised.

Arda also gives a troubled look at the awe of Luiseine and Madeleine.

"I will see you in your honorable capacity."

To Luiseine's words, I am annoyed.

The two of them may have felt, at first glance, who Mr. Arda was. That's why you stuck it in me.

But you know what?

I don't know who Arda is!

I'm sure you're an amazing person, I understand that. Because I'm a witch's apprentice.

Hmm? Wait.

You're a witch's apprentice, but you're the kind of honorable person that Louiseine and Madeleine break their knees?

Besides, like Niemia and Oz were having an odd reaction?

Increasingly, the identity of Mr. Arda has become unknown.

But it seems that Louiseine and Madeleine have some certainty. That's why two priests who don't even kneel before the king are breaking their knees and politely greeting them.

"Please, I want you to stand. Because I am not who you imagine I am."

Before the awe-inspiring Luiseine and Madrine, Mr. Arda was in trouble.

"If you let your customers worry, they'll feel uncomfortable."

Then, rarely, Niemia gives out a help boat.

"That's right. I begged you to come. [M] There is no prying about who Mr. Arda is! Let's all have some fun."

If you don't hurry up, the dinner you're preparing will be cold, too.

When I encouraged Luiseine and Madeleine, they both convinced me that deep pursuit was forbidden, and they lifted their heavy hips.

So we all head to the dining room.

At some point, Mr. Sefina, who had been caged in a separate room, was also back.

My forehead is a little red. Peppy, and my twin sister slapped you?

"Come on, get some rest today and good luck again tomorrow -!

"" "Oops" "

I was going to say hello to you, but everyone saw me with white eyes!

The only ones who responded were Priscia and Ares and Oz...

"It's luxurious."

Guided to his seat, Mr. Arda was surprised by the many different dishes lined up in front of him.

"Our meals belong to the Dragon Nation, the style of the Mistral village. You can line up a bunch of freaks and eat whatever you want!

"Mm-hmm. It'll be dinner tomorrow."

I don't waste the luxury. The extra dishes at dinner are reheated in the morning and arranged again at the table. We try to get our hands on too much food, and we try not to have any leftovers.

Well, there are a few young girls who don't like vegetables or something.

When everyone takes their seats, my "greeting for you" is assumed not to have existed, and we all pray.

This is Louiseine's influence.

Some people are not followers of the Temple religion, but we all pray to the goddess before eating.

Hiraki, and when I opened my thin eyes immorally and saw Mr. Arda, I was praying as deeply as Luiseine and Madrine.

When your prayers are over, it's war from here on out.

Priscia takes the biggest meat first. And hang out with Ares.

I, too, fill my hungry stomach as I lay my hands on the dishes that Mistral and Lyla gave me.

Ufiria and Nina have been drinking since the beginning. On a daily basis these days, Master Madeleine will also be joining us here... Louiseine and Madeleine are the most awed during their meals.

So, Mr. Arda's presence is huge.

The Arda was eating delicious dishes as she smiled at the lively dining table.

"You know what? There's Yun Yun and Lin Lin, too, right?

"Yun Yun and Lin Lin?

Priscia and Ares try to get close with dirty mouths and clothes to Arda in a fine garment with gold and silver threads sewn in. Mistral rushing to secure it.

Mr. Arda listens back gently to the cute little girls.

"That's right. It's pathetic not to call Yun Yun and Lin Lin on this occasion."

Tell Priscia to have the Spirit Tree jewel removed from her nostalgia. I'm building on this, and I'm allowing Yun Yun and Lin Lin to summon extraordinary people.

In response to Priscia's summons, the wise Yun Yun and Lin Lin manifest themselves.

Let's just say we didn't see the treasure ball stick out...

"Elder Ear Clan? No, but this is like a spirit..."

Mr. Arda looks strangely at the two people who manifest themselves.

"You know what? Ares is Spirit of the Spirit Tree! Priscia is friends with the Spirit of Light, the Spirit of Wind, and the Spirit of the Earth."

Me and Mistral supplement a little childish, unspoken story that doesn't get guidelines.

"... that's amazing. Elnea and her family have met a lot of people and had a wonderful experience."

Even now, Mr. Arda is impressed by the abundance of the species gathered here.

To see it. Priscia the Ear Elder, or Niemia or Oz I just told you about. And even the Mistral of the Dragon Nation.

I had predictions, but Mr. Arda is like a human race. Besides, few other races live in the area where they live. So while I was surprised at the lively dinner of racial confusion, he was enjoying it.

"You know what? Priscia's sleeping with Arda tonight."

And after dinner, when you take a bath and refresh, it's time to sleep.

Priscia joins hands with Arda and says goodnight to us.

"Unusual. I can't believe Priscia sleeps with adults!

What kind of trick is that? I wonder how Mr. Arda handsomely missed Priscia and Ares.

"I'm sorry. Sweet for your words, let me rest here tonight."

With all our great doubts, Arda took the young girls into the guest room.