We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Crouch!"

"All in all, on the occasion of the Fei Long!

The dragon head screams if Levaria eats his neck off. And the other dragon head shines his eyes in anger and strips his sharp fangs toward Revaria.

But when Levaria quickly pulled her fangs out of Guff's neck, she roared with a confrontational grunt.

The vicious fangs of Revaria and the blood that was dripping around her mouth evaporate instantly with a scorching flame overflowing from the back of her throat.

Gaff flies a lot of blood from one neck, while cleverly twisting himself in the air to avoid the flames of Levaria.

"Oh man. Is this the flying dragon that Gaff attacked in the sky of Dragon Peak before? I didn't expect you to raid me here. But not if you're dealing with someone. We should get out of here, Guff."

"Even if you don't tell me."

"You stay on my back so I don't shake you off!

"You coward, let it go!

Revaria is hit by the guff again.

Gaff, who was about to blend into the sky view and retreat, honks his throat like he was disturbed and caustic by Revaria. And he feathered his wings to shake off Levaria's pursuit.

"Master Levaria, evade."

"Huh. It's a blunt attack."

On Revaria's back, Lyla and Mistral were riding.

No, only Lila was Jen royal on Revalia's back.

That's the usual dragon trick.

"Dear Revaria, don't miss it."

I don't care if you don't tell me. I know. I'll put you down here!

Gaff soars to the sky. Levaria followed it with tremendous momentum.

From Leveria's back, a small shadow leaves.

Small wings over the sky have descended to the ground while keeping Levaria and Gaff out of the air war.

Mistral.

"Elnea, are you all right?

No matter how many Mistrals you can fly, you can't keep up with the dragon tribe aerial warfare.

More than the Gaffs have gone up into the sky, the air war can only be left to Leveria and Lyla.

Neemia, frightened by Gaff's threats, has descended to apologize for following Mistral.

"I'm sorry."

"That's okay. Because they're the adult dragons of the ancient species."

We shall gather under Neemiah.

Hopefully, Niemia will also help us to capture Luga here and crush the plans of the bartonoirs.

It's just that Neemia's not the only one in danger, so let's get on it. That's what I thought and ran over to Niemia.

But everyone surrounded me and made my face strong, not Niemia.

"Ernea, you..."

Mistral is bluing his face.

"E, Herneau. We're going to apply the recovery technique right now."

"What?"

Everyone's gaze was pouring down my neck.

Speaking of which, I stroke my neck.

The pain runs and the gaze looks down unexpectedly.

"Wow, I think I was hanging up more than I thought"

The area around my collar was wet with blood.

The hand that touched my neck conveys a lukewarm feeling.

That's it.

Bartonol's, first slaughter.

Apparently, everyone was surprisingly out of line. I wasn't aware of the wound because I was focused on the battle myself.

"Mr. Elnea, were you not feeling well while you were fighting the Baltic Noir?

"Elnea, you didn't move very well while you were fighting the Baltic Noir."

"What!?

Louiseine's soft hand touches my neck. At the same time, he was surrounded by warm and gentle signs around his neck.

But my consciousness was directed at the words uttered by Ufiria and Nina.

"Did I move badly?

"Yes. It kind of looked like you were flirting with Baltic Noir, didn't it?

Louiseine also says that, staring at me worryingly.

"Heck. True, he was flirting with the speeding motion that followed from the instantaneous movement, but he wasn't feeling bad, was he?

"What?"

But everyone but Mistral tilted their necks at my words.

"Mr. Elnea, is Bartonoir traveling instantly?

"Mr. Elnea, was the Bartonoir moving at an excessive speed?

What are you talking about? and Ufiria and Nina frown root.

"Eh. But look... Enter me in a flash..."

"No. Baltic noir didn't travel instantaneously, did it? What we're saying is, Ernea, you guys didn't get into time easily or dance dragon swords because of the slow reaction."

Oh no......

Bartonoir was, indeed, traveling momentarily. I finally managed to capture the supervelocity movement that followed from there, and I wasn't able to fight for myself.

Is that what you're saying?

I can't believe the battle I was experiencing and the battle we were all watching was something else.

But there's no such thing as everyone lying. Besides, Mr. Irie was saying weird things too, right?

"Ernea. Are you sure you're okay?

Mistral, who was wiping my blood, looked at me worryingly.

"I..."

Staring at both hands. One hand was wet in his own blood and the other was surprisingly hand sweaty.

I may have been stuck during Bartonoir's operation without my knowledge. [M]

Indeed, I have always felt uncomfortable during the battle.

But I still don't know who that discomfort is.

Just what I can say right now.

It's just that my wives taught me the fact that Bartonoir didn't travel instantaneously, and he didn't move at speeds.

What kind of technique did I fit into...

"Apparently, Ernea can't afford to join Master Revaria right now. This time, Ernea, you were more dangerous than us."

Sefina didn't see my battle, as she seemed to be at the mercy of Luga.

But seeing me wounded all over my body as well as my neck, it seemed like I felt the spectacle of the battle.

"... I'm sorry. I pulled my leg."

If I could have fought a little more properly. Everyone should have been able to capture Luga for sure.

Looking up at the sky, the aerial battle between Levaria and Gaff continued.

Revaria emits a flame. When Gaff dodges a spin in the air, he releases an invisible breath that appears to distort the space just in return. Revaria chases hard at the guff trying to disappear into the sky landscape while doing so.

Roaring and roaring filled the sky.

"You could have captured the sinner in a few moments. But, Ernea, is it a problem that you didn't have any hands or feet in the main circle?

"Mr. Irie.... Speaking of which, Mr. Irie also fought the Baltic Noir, didn't he? Were you uncomfortable or something?

On the way here. You must have outrun Mr. Irie in a long way, but you really helped me rush.

If it were just me, I'd still get a nasty sweat.

Mr. Irie looked at me from a distance, surrounded by everyone, and smiled.

And I said something amazing.

"Yeah, you were traveling momentarily. And I think it was incredibly fast."

"Yep!

Was Mr. Irie also experiencing instantaneous travel and speeding movements in the battle against the Baltic Noir?

But the way I saw it, you didn't use any of that technique or trick, did you?

Nevertheless, this goes hand in hand with the difference between my experience and the battle my wives saw.

Perhaps this discrepancy must have the identity of the battle shown by Bartonoir.

"But Mr. Irie wasn't late for Baltic Noir, was he?

Instead, he was pushing Bartonoir in.

Thanks to Mr. Irie, Bartonoir decided he was unfavourable and called Gaff.

To my question, Mr. Irie smiles again.

"That's, you see. Years to come."

Combat experience. Responsiveness. Difference in self.

Mr. Irie didn't speak directly to me, but he told me so.

"Hehe. I didn't lose, isn't that all you need now? It's like Kensei, isn't it? Mostly, if you don't lose, there's always next time. You can try as many times as you want. If you win one last time."

You're comforting me, aren't you, Irie?

I smiled back and looked up at the sky again.

Revalia was about to descend.

"Shit. I didn't know you'd run away with your tail wrapped around it. The next time I find it, it will definitely turn it off '

"Dear Ernea!

Revaria lands rough and frustrating. Lyla found my pathetic figure from Levaria's back and rushed over. And I try to hug her as much as I want, and Yufiria and Nina stop me.

"Lyla. And everyone. I'm sorry to make you worry, huh?

"It's okay. Hi, sorry I'm late for joining you."

Mistral isn't feeling a little cheerful about what he couldn't do.

"Phew, you weak bastard. I didn't expect to be late for those guys. Why don't you start over with your training?

"Right. Apparently, I can't afford it either."

I think it's important to everyone. I want to protect you from all the disasters. But if I'm like this myself, on the contrary, it just makes us all nervous.

"In the meantime, shall we go back to the forbidden territories? Maybe Luga and the others won't be close to Dragon Peak for a while."

Just like me, Luga had scattered eyes.

He should have been injured all over his body, and he shouldn't be back any time soon.

Besides, you must have understood that the Dragon Cemetery is also alerted by the Dragon Nation people in this case.

Now if you want to go into Dragon Peak again soon and do evil, I'll brand you as a reckless man, even if it's not Bartonoir.

Revalia was also wounded in the current battle.

Lyla ran over to Levaria after worrying about me and applied Sleighsta's prestigious panacea to her wound.

"We'll stay alert."

"No, go back to the village and report back to the others."

The two dragon warriors were also recovering from having their magic done by Louiseine.

And when you solve the human dragonization, it disappears into the back of the nature of Dragon Peak early.

"I took care of you. Let's thank you. '

Land dragons, who were in a runaway state for a time, are now regaining their calm. And he leaves in a relaxing movement like an old dragon.

The rest of us, we move to Niemia's back.

Mr. Irie has also ridden as a matter of course.

"What about the Mistrals?

"What are you talking about? I'm worried about you, so you're going to the Forbidden Departments, right?

"Dear Elnea, I will see you."

Apparently, I leave reporting to the search party to the Dragon Nation people.

Make sure Levaria flies out first, and Niemia goes up into the sky too.

As a precaution, we went back to the Forbidden Mansion, wary that the Gaff, who was supposed to have withdrawn, was not hiding.

"I'm home. Was this okay?

"Peace itself. More than that, Ernea, you've been hurt a lot, haven't you?

"Ugh, that's pathetic, isn't it?"

When I arrived at the mansion, Mr. Zildo, who saw me, clouded his face worried.

I tell him what happened at Dragon Peak, because the wound has healed, and on the contrary, Mr. Jild asks me about the embargo.

Apparently, there was no raid on an ear elder woman.

When I think back to what Bartonoir said, I somehow understand.

The colleagues gathered under Bartonoir act with purpose for each of them.

I'm sure the ear elder woman has broken in with some purpose to the embargo. And it moves only for its own purposes and ambitions.

So what's the unlikely possibility of responding to someone or jointly deploying an operation?

I'm sure the long-eared woman is healing the wounds that Mr. Arda suffered.

So no intrusion came in response to Luga's reckless behavior.

I bow my chest just a little bit.

If our fellow Baltic Noirs are cooperative and make a planned move, it's going to be dangerous.

But that worry is extremely low.

Those wearing red cloths move individually and do not work together. Then we just have to destroy each and every one of them.

Well, I need to get more strength and sharpen my responsiveness before I do.

I will tell Mr. Zildo more about the battle that took place at the Dragon's Graveyard and the strange battle that Bartonoir showed me.

Mr. Zildo was listening to me.

And finally, here's what I said.

"Ernea, do you like studying?

"Beh, beh, are you studying!?

Not training or anything, studying?

Is that the one that uses your head instead of moving your body?

Open the book to your desk and hold the brush…

Because I bled too much in the battle, I blued my face and brought it to Mistral.