We Live in Dragon’s Peak

People are slaves. No, less bugs, consumables. Rizen is ridiculed the other way from the person who looks down on him so that he can float his temples.

"Fine. Then you'll spill it. Don't think you can make it home alive, do you?

The basket, and the joints of the fingers, slowly filling in the intermission, Risen.

The black-armed young man puts his right-hand demon sword and left-hand divine sword in an unafraid state of battle.

The first move was made by a black-armed young man.

Wave the divine sword.

There's still plenty of time with Risen, and the tip of the sword can't be delivered.

However, from the shaken divine sword, a blade of white slashing was born as a shockwave and released towards Risen.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A young man who therefore continues to wield a divine sword.

Then the shockwave of the white blade appears each time and strikes Risen.

Youth rough moves are like unsophisticated moves.

Not the swordsmen of those who have mastered the right sword shape, like Ernea. But the power of the shockwave emitted was immense.

The white shockwave approaches Risen at high speed.

Risen still dodges it with an extra look.

The shockwave that lost its aim hit street trees and buildings as it passed Risen.

No, the tree that cut the trunk collapsed.

Easily breaking apart the walls and columns of the building, screaming those who had taken refuge indoors.

"Wow, you can do it. I couldn't get the plants back! Sorry for the inconvenience, guys."

He's a young man who talks about things that don't make any sense, but apparently he doesn't want to cause much trouble around him.

Still, they continue to generate shockwaves relentlessly to relate to the Demonic Risen.

"This isn't happening, what if we don't hit it?

A shockwave of white blades rolled out endlessly. But it doesn't even stop Risen from dodging everything in plenty of room.

Risen approaches Sefina with a black-armed young man, stepping step by step and on the ground to show off his spare time.

"I can't. You can't beat that man. We have to run!

No matter how many young people possess special weapons, the difference in power is historical.

The young man knew that, too, and was sweating on his forehead as he wielded his left arm.

"If you just broke in, you could have forgiven him to the point of killing him. But you can't do that. I can't afford to overlook a godsword holder, either, can I?

Slowly approaching, Risen's gaze looked to the divine sword that kept shaking.

"That's why you made the torture decision! Uh, would you be happy to take the sword back to the Admiral?

Say, Risen moved.

Magically blowing up multiple overlapping shock waves suddenly leaps into the youth's nostalgia.

And he rolled out a kick that went unnoticed.

"Noooo!?

"Say no! As planned!

But it was Risen who once again gave me a startling look here.

A kick unleashed at the left arm where the divine sword was gripped. It was a giant shield that took it directly from the front.

Where the hell did you get it out of?

A large shield, also as tall as a young man, cannot be shattered if it is subjected to an attack by Risen. On the contrary, the mouth of a middle-designed monster stuck Risen's foot in disappointment, as if it were a creature.

"Damn. What is this? It's not coming off!

"Come on, let's get out of here while we can!

Risen standing on one leg.

In that gap, when the youth regained Sefina's hand, he rushes out to scale.

"Wait, wait, wait!

Risen's roar of anger echoes from behind.

But the big shield took my foot, and I can't follow him.

Sefina and the young man ran away without looking back.

Run, run, run around.

I walked through strange land with all my might. From the boulevard into the back road, twist down the side road and sprinkle Risen.

And when I erased the signs and lurked in the shadows, it was enough for us both to breathe roughly on our shoulders.

"Ha, ha... So, are you okay!?

A black-armed young man who is short of breath just to say the limit of his health.

Sefina can afford some more than the youth, smiling and thanking them.

"Thanks for your help, thank you. But you got involved."

I'm really sorry.

Not only did he involve others in his problems, but he saved his predicament.

The participation of this young man in the war was greatly aided by the fact that the part about running alone was definitely faster when fleeing or not looking very strong as long as he possessed a special weapon.

To Sefina's apology, the young man smiles back in embarrassment.

"No, it's fine. If it helps at all, that's all I'm happy about."

He's a righteous young man.

I guess you don't show hesitation to help someone.

"Really, thank you. I'm Sefina."

"I... ah, they told me not to mention my name here... I'm sorry."

Two people shaking hands. But the young man apologizes with a sincerely sorry look on his face.

"No, does that translate into a lot of things? I don't care because I know a lot of people in that situation, too. But... does that mean someone's ordering you to do that?

"Oh, I'm a gladiator. Of course, what you can't name is an order from your husband. Well...... I've never thought of that moody woman as your husband before!

Apparently, his mouth only gets worse against the demons who subordinate people. But thank you. Vegetarian personality seems serious.

And young people who are perceived as older or show courtesy towards Sefina.

The two hold their breath as they dive into the shadows.

In doing so, Sefina looked again at the youth, paying attention to the signs around her.

Again, black arms like painted all over with ink first catch my eye.

This is the world where demons live.

Those who look like ghosts and monsters live as normal. So at first I saw the arms of this young man, and I thought he would be a demon or something, too.

"You're human, aren't you?

"Yes, I am. Oh, that's my arm."

Without a disgusting look at Sefina's inexplicable gaze, the young man mocks (sass) his arms.

"There's a lot going on, and this is what happened, right? But it's surprisingly convenient, isn't it? See, this is how you can have the Devil's Sword without being affected by the curse."

Say, the young man shows the devil's sword in his right hand.

I don't know as much as the quality, but there were definitely some disastrous signs drifting from the sword.

"So, this one's a divine sword, right?

"That's right. It's rare!"

Sefina cannot hide her surprise at the weapon of divine creation she sees for the first time.

Why does this young man possess the Devil's Sword and the Divine Sword at the same time? I named myself a gladiator, but what does that have to do with it?

In the first place, what exactly is a gladiator profession?

"Oh, more than that!

Suddenly, the young man let go of his weapon and grabbed Sefina's hand with both hands.

"Wow, you looked great!

"Yes?"

The eyes of the young man were glittering.

"Actually, I was there, too. Um, in the inn. I was sitting near Mr. Sefina's seat, so I was watching the whole thing. Oh, that's amazing. I knew I was a demon, that resolute response. And it was painful to trap that demon tribe! There are amazing people like Sefina in this land, aren't there? I'm so impressed!

"Ha ha..."

Apparently, he was witnessing where Risen tangled him.

Oh, so what? and Sefina to understand the situation.

This young man with a strong sense of justice came in to help me when he saw the first commotion and his predicament.

The admiring young man's gaze is dazzling, but Sefina is honestly filled with gratitude.

"But I didn't throw people away, did I?

"And say?

"'Cause, see. A year and a little while ago, in the Temple City, the Witch King defeated the Demon King or the Virgin was active. Mr. Sefina was facing the Devil's Clan. I wish I could someday do something to save the world."

"The Witch King?

The period the youth say probably coincides with the time when the kingdoms of Armuard and Yortenitos were in the demonic invasion?

But I've never heard of a witch king.

But that's not impossible either. Because Sefina was born and raised just beyond Dragon Peak east of here.

When it comes to the Temple City, it is a nation of people that lies further west of the world ruled by this demonic people. I didn't even know Sefina, who had lived in a closed world, such as information on distant areas.

But I can't believe the Witch King and the Virgin...

"Oh, could I not have known? That's right. It seems the Witch King has defeated the invading Demon King. However, they have been consulted..."

"Well, I didn't know that. Thanks for letting me know. So, what about the Virgin?

"Oh, I don't know you that well either... Something about knocking down a demon general? I just heard a little bit about it, too, so I don't know the details."

Strange story.

I didn't know the story of the Virgin of Being, as praiseworthy as the Witch King, was so vague.

However, this is still a demonic country, so maybe that kind of active tan of the people doesn't convey much.

And conversely, this young man and mistress, who can grasp such secret information, are probably those involved in the heart of the country.

"Nevertheless, that demon tribe called Risen was quite dangerous."

"Right. If I could, I'd like to stay put."

"Me too, I'm just waiting for your husband to come home, so you're anxious to hold it. Why, you don't want to fight as hard as you can."

"And yet thank you so much for your help"

"No! It's between the same people. Let's help each other."

He's a pleasant young man.

I don't hate the hard work I take. Sefina knows that there are people in this demonic world who can stand up for someone.

And notice.

Well, there's no need for Ernea to carry the problems of the demonic world.

Like this young man, he who rises with hope from any harsh environment comes out.

Instead of spearheading people with selfish interference, it's the opportunity to gush from the inside that counts, and Ernea hopes for it.

I'm sure Ernea will spare no effort when bloody people like this young man rise up.

It's slavery. What, I tend to see things that don't fit my values, but it's still only the shallow part I see.

Whatever the country or region, there are people living there with a variety of thoughts, ideas and values.

Sefina is deeply convinced that you need to take care not to destroy the fortunes of these people because you have only the power to be involved in the world.

And I decide that I want to be more involved with the Elneas who look at the world, too.

So not if you're bringing it here.

Sefina slowly stepped out of the shadows.

"Mr. Sefina?

Apparently, the black-armed youth hasn't noticed.

Seems to have special abilities and weapons, but I guess the foundation abilities aren't that high.

"Because I can't bother you any more"

Say, Sefina releases dragon air.

"Shit. Did you find it? You're gonna do pretty good, aren't you? That bastard didn't even notice."

"Whoa!

Sefina stares ahead.

Turning around the corner of the street, it was Risen who was supposed to have sprinkled.

"Are we done here? Oh, my God, I hate kids' games, so that's about it for you to give me a break?

In the meantime, Risen has an extra grin.

The black-armed young man stands up holding the Devil's Sword and the Divine Sword again, even as he gives a sincerely unpleasant look.

"Enough with you. Because I can't bother you any more."

"No, I'll do it, too. I hate demons like this who look down on other races the most!

Sefina thinks.

If it was meant to be, I guess I should do something alone.

But it is also true that youth favors are appreciated.

We made a lot of noise around the city by the time we got out of here.

Then maybe a city guard or someone will rush by in no time.

Until then, if we can somehow protect ourselves from Risen, it could help.

Sefina reads the situation as she lowers her hips low.

But unlike the cautious Sefina, the black-armed youth was short-circuited.

"Well, I'll distort your snagged face!

A young man who challenges an overwhelmingly poor demonic clan without cowardice.

When you kick up the ground hard and jump, you wave down the Devil's Sword and the Divine Sword at the same time.

Risen intercepts without escape, tongue-in-cheek uncomfortably at the provocation of the people.

Two swords crossed with ferocious flesh.

"Miscellaneous fishes don't gloat as much as they have a divine sword!

Many times faster than the mankind's rollable movements, Risen moved.

First, grab the young man's right arm and seal the demon sword blow. At the same time, he rolled out his fists towards the arm holding the divine sword.

Bye, and the hard stuff sounds like it can play hard.

Risen's palm bottom without a clue blew the tip unbroken from the youth's left arm elbow.

"Gwwwwwwwwwww!"

A young man who loses his left arm and screams.

"Ahhhhh...... Oh, my God!

"What? No!!

I had no idea.

Sefina, and Risen.

The young man who lost his left arm. You should have been distorting your face to severe pain, screaming and suffering...

Ahead of blown elbow.

If it was meant to be, the sight that bright red blood should be blowing out.

But the young man had a sharp sword before his elbow.

"Damn it! You, what the hell, those arms!

From Risen's hand holding her face, there was blood all over her.

"Zaramiro. My arms are prosthetics! With that, I planted it in my arm. It's always a divine sword!!

Or so, the young man with his arms blown off succeeded in wounding Risen's face with another sword he had hidden inside his prosthetic arm.

Risen, slashed in the face with a divine sword, was distorting his face in pain, not the young man who had lost his left arm.

"I won't forgive you... In the midst of the people…"

Bloating killer.

Sefina, who was watching in awe of what happened, freezes her spine at the signs of Risen trembling.

But the young man was facing Risen plainly.

"Bye. I'm used to that kind of killing in everyday tea meals. It's more scary to kill a cat."

"You, lick it!

Risen stares sharply at the youth. While doing so, I tried to take something out of my nostalgia.

I have a bad feeling.

Don't let Risen do the next thing.

Sefina, who felt so by intuition, tried to move, then.

Behind Risen, darkness appeared.

"... straw, limit"

"Huh?

Risen also quickly perceived the darkness behind her. And look at the full-blown first-born ear clan that emerged from the darkness, and dot your eyes.

"Oh, come on, Mr. Istericia. I just went for a nap, why are you dying so much!?

Without holding anything of the nostalgia, Risen hurries to hold the woman.

Sefina and the youth can't keep up with a situation that doesn't make sense, they're taken aback and just look at Risen and the woman.

"I'm leaving now. I'm going back out."

The woman, who only managed to seem to stand in support of the creepy scepter, fluttered but activated the procedure.

A number of treasure balls in the scepter glow.

Then a creepy mouth appears overhead. And when I open my mouth wide, I inhale something.

"Hey, wait up. I will avenge this son of a bitch..."

"Straw, I hate the Demons. So I won't obey."

"Oh, no, no!"

Did you let the force fill you up? When the woman caught Risen without question, she disappeared with her and into the shadows.

"Did you save me?

"Probably?"

And the leftover Sefina and the youth stared at each other to make sure they were safe.