We Live in Dragon’s Peak

I guess Mistral will be mad at me when I get home, how dare I go back to my parents, Mistral was away against my expectations.

I'm home.

Get off Revaria's back and unload quickly. Even so, I'm just asking Ares to get her stuff out of her mysterious space.

The servants who welcomed us home in the courtyard quickly retrieve the luggage placed on the lawn.

On the way home, we all took care of Revaria. Of course, so is Neemia.

Levaria, who worked hard on his return journey to the kingdom of Jortenitos and his expedition to the Nine Tails Temple, flaps his wings like tired as he descends into his parents' courtyard.

"When I hang out with you, I get tired for nothing"

"What, I'm not the cause of the tiredness, I'm the cause of the long flight!?

Karen, the lead servant, is also staying in the Kingdom of Yortenitos because she is a member of the Mothers' Union.

So, the remaining servant brings the beef thigh to Leveria.

It's a giant piece of meat that feels like it stays on its hind legs to behave to the dragon clans who come to visit their parents, not what people cut for food.

Revaria bites at the thighs that have been carried and chews them deliciously.

We stared at Revaria as she handed out the souvenirs to the servants.

Levaria would have attacked you without question when people just intimidated you or did poorly when you met them.

Yet now the servant will not attack you if you approach him, and he will mouth the meat prepared by man without dissatisfaction.

In a good way, you're used to people.

"Mr. Elnea, you're late."

"Mr. Elnea, you're late."

"Uffi, Nina. I'm home."

Looks like Ufiria and Nina were out.

But I wonder if I found Revaria in the sky and hurried back.

The twin princess hugs me to say hello. I embrace you both gently, too.

It's normal for our families to hug and say hello. I can't believe it, but apparently that was an over-analysis.

Luiseine quickly strips the two of them off, making them look as lively as ever.

"Fair enough, Mr. Louiseine. Yufi and Nina were leaving me a message, and that's about it, huh?

"Mr. Elnea. You're the one who's happy to be hugged, aren't you?

"Kee, it's my fault. More than that...... Hey, what's wrong with Mistral?

Now, after lunch.

If it was morning, I'd be at your service, I guess. It is unusual for Mistral to be absent at this hour.

By the way, there's no sign of you, Priscia. I'm sure you're spending time in the village of Ear Long Clan.

That means I wonder if it's possible that Mistral, along with Priscia, is also in the village of the Ear Long Clan. I thought so, but it wasn't.

"Mist has returned to Dragon Peak with all his love."

"Mist went back to Dragon Peak in a bad mood."

"No, no, that's not true, is it?

Totally no more. If there's a gap, it's evil. "Tell me the truth or I'll punish you," he says to Ufiria and Nina, thinking about the wax, tickling the flank of his hug.

To the tickle, they twirl and laugh.

"Look, if you don't say it quickly, my hand won't stop!

Hey, and me tickling Ufiria and Nina.

Niemia has also joined the war.

Niemia flies in front of Yufiria and Nina's face and tickles their noses with a fluffy long tail.

"" Hakushin ""

Two people sneezing at the exact same time.

But I can't break my mouth. Or am I enjoying this situation!?

"Sister Yufi. Elnea, you touched my butt."

"Nina, Elnea, you're indulging in my breasts."

"No, no, that's a misunderstanding, hey"

Luiseine alone can't stop these two ramblings. I knew there had to be a Mistral.

And for that, we have to find out where Mistral is.

From the two stories, I can guess if Mistral is back at Dragon Peak for any reason.

"Both of you. Time to tell me the truth?

"Elnea, if you're going to fill me with the atonement you left us behind, I'll think about it."

"Elnea, if you're going to fill me with apologies for not taking us, I'll let you know."

"Of course you are!

When I proclaimed with my chest outstretched, Ufiria and Nina finally left the embrace.

Behind my back, I was sighing that Louiseine could do it, because of me.

"So, what happened to Mistral?

Take a breath with the tea your servant brewed and listen to the situation while we were away.

"Mist went to Dragon Peak to attend the Dragon King's Conference."

"Mist hurried to Dragon Peak when Irie arrived."

"Mmm, what do you mean? Mr. Irie's manners? You didn't hear about the Dragon King meeting, so it's an emergency call, right?

As one of the Dragon Kings, I regularly attend meetings where Dragon Kings meet to discuss the situation across Dragon Peak. But I haven't heard about the Dragon King's Conference this time of year.

That means that the emergency call was made due to the manners of Mr. Irie that Ufiria had spoken of.

You couldn't recruit me because I was going to the kingdom of Yortenitos.

Encouraging Ufiria and Nina to continue their conversation, I saw an overview of the incidents taking place on Dragon Peak.

Mr. Irie was an old Fei-Long who spent the rest of his life in the northern region of Dragon Peak, known as Dragon Cemetery.

Old Fei Long said he flew here from the dragon's graveyard and told Mistral.

'A foolish dragon tribe is disturbing our rest. Those who dwell on the dragon's altar are also worried about the status quo'

Old Feilong said he was angry.

At the Dragon's Graveyard, the old Dragon clan gathers from all over Dragon Peak for their final rest.

Quiet, in peace, to come to an end.

There, they have a dragon tribe that brought in the noise.

There have been several cases of old dragons being killed by dragon tribes in shallow places in dragon graveyards, Old Feilong said.

Besides, instead of a squarely grand raid or something like that, you're going to use your dastardly hands for a long time attacking your sleep or those whose lives were running out?

There were several consecutive incidents in which old dragons were murdered unharmed, and the old dragons living in the dragon's graveyard filed a complaint against Mr. Irie.

I hear that's where Mr. Irie embarked on the investigation, but the killer won't be caught.

So, he came to talk to us.

"Dragon people..."

Second, there's too much about Alta on my head.

But this isn't a case that Alta made.

Alta also caused a lot of damage and disturbance to the Dragon Clan, but he's already...

"We can't overlook those who disturb the rest of the dragon's graveyard, either."

I don't know more than the information Old Fei Long has brought, unless I show my face to the Dragon King Conference.

Then we also went to Dragon Peak and breathed...

Hiraki, and look at Levaria.

But Leveria, who had finished her meal, had closed her eyes round to rest.

I don't think she's asleep because Lyla's gently wiping her body.

"Nyan works hard?

"Niemia, can you do me a favor?

"It's up to you"

The return is smaller and Niemia, who has always been lenient over someone's head, is full of energy.

All right, then let's get out of here.

When I'm in the mood, I see us restless at all, and I sigh like the servants and the dragon tribes who were coming to visit me in the courtyard were frightened.

And one servant expressed his doubts.

"Which way is the Dragon King meeting open?

"Yeah, Dragon Peak's... where is it?

If you ask me, I don't know the exact location of the event.

Dragon King meetings are generally, but not always, held in a determined village. Besides, the next place and time is pre passed on for a regular Dragon King meeting, but an emergency call like this one will gradually lead to a Mistral step.

I'm sure there are a lot of dragon tribes that can fly in the sky, and they're based in villages that can fly orders to all over Dragon Peak right away. You don't know where that base village is, do you?

"Maybe if we leave quickly, it could go wrong with Mistral?

When I told him to check, he nodded at me from all my wives.

"I think you should leave this here to Mr. Mist. I think Mr. Mist will be back soon if we have to go out."

"Right. Then let's just get ready so we can leave at any time."

So let's leave the Dragon King meeting to Mistral and we'll do what we can and wait.

Early in the morning the day after I returned to the kingdom of Armuard.

Alone, I went into the Dragon Forest to greet Old Sleighsta and the Spirit of the Spirit Tree.

Forest disturbances that occurred prior to departure are also now sedated.

The trees that were eroding the fields that were spreading in front of the dragon forest were being felled by the woodcutters.

In shallow areas of the dragon forest, there are strong signs of people who make forestry their business.

I go to the back of the woods to get away from the vibrant signs of such people.

As you go down the beast path, there will be a Great Wolf Warcraft behind you at some point!

"Don't surprise me anymore, do you?

"Welcome home"

"I'm home!

Unlike fluffy body hair like Niemia, the body hair of the great wolf warcraft with its unique and wrinkly touch. I stroke the Great Wolf Warcraft and greet him. [M]

"Playing with Priscia Today"

"It's gonna be tough, but please!

It's funny.

What a conversation, the next thing you know, a warcraft appears.

Already, the Warcraft are residents of the Dragon Forest, aren't they?

Old Sleighsta is a lot more forgiving if not harmful to the dragon forest.

The Warcraft who lived in the Dragon Forest seem to live in peace under the shelter of Old Sleighsta.

But in Dragon Peak, some old dragon tribe is killing them, right?

Who the hell did this to you?

There is no one I know who would do such a terrible thing.

It is certain that some Dragon warriors will challenge the Dragon tribe to prove their strength.

But there's no such thing as cowardly battles.

Win, lose, be square if you want to challenge.

I'm sure the Dragon King Conference must be incandescent.

The cowardly, the disgrace of the race. A dragon tribe of good sense would move to find the killer.

We also want to get information from Mistral as soon as possible and move on to action.

If I go to Moss Square early in the morning, maybe I'll meet the Mistral in service, and this is how I'm coming.

But when you're playing with the Warcraft, you can't reach Moss Square forever.

The Warcraft are familiar with it, so after they made contact with me, they left to play with Priscia properly.

And when I broke up with the Warcraft for a while and wandered behind the woods alone again, my sight opened all the time.

"Good morning, Grandpa"

At the tip of a calm, deep old wooded forest. Old Sleighsta exists like a mountain in the middle of a moss square that is blue all year round. I say hello well. [M]

Old Sleighsta looked down at me with her golden eyes as she opened her closed eyes.

"Hmm, that was a faster return than Mistral expected."

"Did Mistral expect me to make another noise over there!?

"Can't it be a mistake?

"Guru."

Old Sleighsta laughs as I read the events that come to mind.

Before I reported it, I got word with Charlotte.

"So, Grandpa. Hasn't Mistral come?

Usually, at this hour, Mistral should be in a moss square. Even if I explore the signs, I can only sense the immeasurable presence of old Sleighsta.

To my question, Old Sleighsta lifted her huge face and looked at the west sky.

"You said the stupid Dragon Men were making a scene. I came yesterday, but I haven't come yet today"

"Right."

Does not being here at this hour mean you're not coming today anymore?

I'm sorry I can't see you, but I'm here in Moss Square because of you. All right, I'll take care of old Sleighsta!

I'm in the mood, pulling out the white sword and the wooden sword of the spirit tree.

What are you going to do?

"Of course, I'll take care of Grandpa!

Surprisingly looking down at me, in front of old Sleighsta, I begin to dance dragon swords.

Concentrate your consciousness at the tip of your hands and feet, to the tip of your sword, and dance carefully.

When we draw strength from the dragon pulse, we gently scatter it around us. And when enough dragon air diffuses, it slowly winds the vortex and sublimates it to heaven.

Old Sleighsta stared quietly at my dance.

The swirling dragon air crosses the giant trees of spiritual trees that spread like ceilings to the sky.

A stream of dragon air over the sky called the clouds at the top of Dragon Peak.

When the swirls of clouds and dragon air mingle in the sky, it becomes a clear rain grain and returns to the ground.

The rain of vital grace pours down widely into the dragon forest as well as the giant trees of the spiritual trees, conveying signs of plants and animals singing happily.

The rain grain conveyed the branches of the spiritual tree as a shizuku down, falling over the square of Sleighsta old and moss.

By the end of my dragon sword dance, everything in my eyes was wrapped in water balls, glittering and dazzling.

"Come on, now I'll wipe your wet grandfather clean!

When you have a white sword and a wooden sword of a spirit tree, you put your arms around it and get in the mood.

But in my sight like that, I saw a mistral that got wet.

"Ah."

"Oh, it's not. You're getting wet!

"It's nice to have a wet mistral, too, huh?

Soon, it looks like Mistral was coming to Moss Square.

I smiled deceptively, but the whole wet mistral swelled her cheeks to protest.