We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Knock it off. Elnea, be prepared!

"I think it's Slutton who's ready, though?

Me and Slutton were confronted with weapons when the spring sun went out into the pleasant outer garden.

"Today is the day to cross you and I will be the Dragon King!

"While I'm losing miserably to Duranell, I still don't think so."

"Exactly."

The Dulanel of the Dark Dragon is gently stroked by Crescio, who came outdoors with us.

Duranell snorted heavily at my words.

"Ugh! It's only a matter of time before I can tap you lightly."

"I mean, I just wanted Criscio to teach me some spells?

To a motivated slatton, I flaunt my shoulders a little.

Then there, the customers who followed me to visit me peeked into my face.

"Elnea, you were here"

"Ah, Listaire! And Namy."

"Ernea, hiccup"

What showed up guided by your helpers were Listeer the Brave and Namy, one of his daughters.

"I saw Niemia just now over the king's capital. I went to see your parents. Then I heard you went back to see Crescio early."

"Yeah, I got a little errand to run."

Not to me, but to Criscio. The words of Slutton, who shouted, are silenced.

"... Phew. Are you studying spells this time? You're in trouble, too."

When he greeted me and Criscio and explained the situation to the Listeers, he nodded admirably.

"Okay. If that's the case, I'll help you."

And, most importantly, Listeir, who unleashes the Holy Sword.

"Hey, Listeer. Elnea's opponent is my first appointment, right?

"Okay, Elnea's the guy. You wouldn't have a problem with multiple opponents, would you?

"Ah, okay. Then mix it up with me!

Oh, it's Namy, you too.

Namy, who pulled out his one-handed straight sword and started the prep movement, is motivated by this again.

"Hehe. Good luck, Hernea."

That's what Crescio said, sitting Zen on Duranell's side.

"Why? Why, I'm just here to teach you a spell, to do this!? Or Listeer. What happened to the other daughters?

"Oh, Celice..."

"You got caught by my twin sisters in my home..."

"Oh...... Keeli and Inea went to the temple with Luiseine"

"I see.... you know, I've been haunting the flames since the beginning, you brave man!

When Listeir cast some spell, a phoenix shaped by flames appeared. And a listeer that merges with the phoenix without getting lost.

I'm scared.

"Criscio, ask me for a spell, too!

"Oh, then neither do I."

"Hih."

These people are war freaks.

Slatton receives a curse from Crescio, making the Great Sword shine blue and white.

Naime also began to show a quick move like a small animal, sayin 'that she had been strengthened in her physical abilities.

"Mr. Elnea, experiencing the spell is one of your studies, isn't it?

"Indeed. There's something you don't know unless you experience it. Oh, yeah. Then you want me to try to strengthen it with a spell, too?

"Yeah, that's good."

"Oh, my God, you're such a coward."

Huh. I want to monopolize your daughter-in-law. It seems to have become a mental pain in the ass for Slutton.

We all laugh at the slatton wrinkling between our eyebrows.

Doing so made it kind of easier for my legs and hands to move.

"Whoa. I haven't worked out my dragon temper, but my body's light!

Even though I'm not exercising prep, signs of pomposity and warmth boil from the inside of my body.

This is the spell, right?

"I don't want to get help from the Dragon King, you wretched bastard. I win, I take the Dragon King's throne."

"Hehe, you can't be a dragon king by force alone, can you?

Even though there was no signal of the beginning, Slutton came forward.

I wave my sword several times to make sure my lighter body moves and wait for the attack.

And he took the slaughter of Slutton, whose body had become immense, with a wooden knife of a spirit tree.

Huh, and a grinning slatton. At the same time, the giant blade slips through the wooden knife of the spirit tree and approaches me.

"Wow."

I'm in a hurry to dodge back.

I didn't mean to feel it, but I was able to dodge Slutton's slaughter with more movement than I expected.

"It's funny how your body works."

It's a slightly different feeling than when I worked out dragon chi, but my body responds as I think.

It kind of feels like someone is giving someone a good hand or leg as well as an entire body.

But unlike me, Slutton began to give me a distressed look.

"Ohhh... Ohh!

When I saw it, there was a strange twist over Slutton's head.

Xu is shaking to inhibit the movement of the slatton.

"Grunt, it's Crescio. You're wrong about the spell. Heavy. Heavy body."

"Ernea, I don't understand anyone trying to hurt you!

Apparently, this is also a Crescio spell.

A strange twist intertwines with Slutton's body. Then Slutton moved worse and worse.

There's a gap.

"Whoa!

It wasn't if you were relaxing and observing Slutton.

Behind my back, Naymie has set up an ambush.

At some point Namy, who was turning to the blind spot, attacks me with a small movement like a small animal.

A series of fine pokes hit me.

I swoop with a white sword and a wooden sword from a spirit tree.

But Namy's tricks are unusual.

Even though there are remnants of three pokes and four pokes, they roll out nearly ten spikes as well as five pokes and six pokes.

I accidentally jumped backwards and dodged.

"Elnea, you're a big enemy, aren't you?

"Wow!?

Now, the listeer is imminent.

From outside the intermission, Listea waves a holy sword wrapped in flames. Then the flames are released as waves, and they strike.

"Achichi."

Though the flaming mass was avoided, the fire powder danced and felt the heat.

But that's weird.

Crescio told me.

He said spells are the art of interfering with the colors of the world that you see when you meditate, unlike the scenery that normal people see.

By mixing any color, accentuating or diluting shades into the colors that people, animals, and nature hold, do you bring out a variety of effects?

But what I'm seeing, what I'm feeling, seems to deviate greatly from the basics of the spell that Crescio taught me.

Listeer is flaming all over her body. Not only the body, but the holy sword is in flames, and even flying it over here.

The flames are real, and I feel the heat.

How does this relate to interfering with color?

He leaned his neck in doubt as he avoided the flames emitted by Listeir.

Then something even stranger happened.

No, there's flames all around me.

Nevertheless, there is no fire.

It's rambling as if the flames are willing. Flames touching the ground burn up on the spot.

But the grasshoppers in your garden aren't burning in flames?

Not only that...

"Torah."

Namy attacked me through the flames.

You're supposed to be touching the flames, but it's like you're not feeling the heat at all.

"Duh, what do you mean!?

Thanks to Criscio, I can easily avoid Listeer's flames and Namy's attacks.

So Listeir answered me when I uttered my doubts while attacking.

"That's the spell."

"Hmm?"

"What you see or feel is a flame, not a flame"

"Yes?"

Looks like Crescio can't afford to concentrate because he's putting a spell on me and Namy and Slutton.

But Listea can use spells, too, so she tells me.

"From Crescio, you took a class, didn't you? The spell interferes with colors and gives them a variety of effects"

"Yeah. Top-notch magicians see the special colors of the world, don't they?

"That's right. It interferes with color, improves physical abilities as you are being subjected to, or cursed like a slatton."

"Hmm."

Slutton rolls around on the ground.

Apparently, he's under considerable curse.

"You are interfered with the colors involved in your physical abilities. Slutton is disturbed by the colours involved in the spirit"

"I'm getting interference in my physical abilities, too."

Namy's paranormal movements are due to spell-enhancement, right?

Serial slaughter creates remnants and looms at a terrible rate. I listened to Listener as I channelled it.

"So what happens if I'm affected by my vision and senses?

"... also, maybe. Is the Listeir flame a hallucination?

"No, I'm not hallucinating"

"Yep!

The story's not engaged, Dr. Listea!

I think I'm being disturbed by my vision and senses.

So I thought the flames were hallucinations and the heat was fake.

If they're both bluffs, it'll explain why it's okay for Namy to stick through the flames.

But Listeer says no.

"The flames and heat that burn bright red, they're real. For you!

Listeer cast a spell.

Then the flames that had covered the entire body of the listeer would be stripped away, and the flames away from the body would gather together to look like a phoenix.

The phoenix got on Listeer's shoulder with wings flapped several times when a divine chirp sounded.

"This is my curse itself. By accumulating power externally, it is used as a trump card in times of need. But think about it. These creatures don't exist in this world, do they?

Spirit birds and others who host the flames appear in many stories and heritage.

Among the spirits is a bird of fire.

But I've never really heard or seen a phoenix given life by a spell.

Oh, no. Because I am in front of you, have you seen it?

"Listeer is beyond the logic of the spell."

Slutton is tingling. Apparently, it's completely stretched.

So she tells me if she can turn her consciousness this way.

"Look, Ernea, you saw that earlier, didn't you? Something like a sluttoon."

"Yeah. That was a horrible curse, huh?"

There is no longer a sway of space like a swing around a slatton in a state of relief.

"I told you that when you meditate, you see the color. But don't get me wrong. I'm not looking at a different world. Both the world you see when you're opening your eyes and the color you see when you're closing your eyes are the same view of the same world."

"That means..."

"Ha-ha-ha, have you noticed? Yes. Strong interference with the world of colour can also affect the world you see visually."

"So, what you're saying is that the events that are interfering with color by spell are powerful enough to show up in our sight, too?

Dragon Qi is also visualized when extreme.

That's the silver flame that Zan wears.

You're saying that the spell is just as powerful things are going to be visualized?

"So, what about the phoenix at Listeer?

"To the extent that my spell makes me look like a monster. Don't you think it's beyond the realm of man to look like a living creature and feel even more heat?

"Yeah. That's outrageous"

"It's rude to be out there."

Play the blow of the Holy Sword unleashed by Listeir at the same time as the penetration.

Even as we were having a conversation, Listeer and Namy's attacks continued.

Naime moves quickly, and Listea comes out with a strong slaughter, so it's dangerous to focus on Crescio's words all the time.

"But. I can understand that the phoenix was visualized by an outside spell. I wonder why the heat is transmitted only to me?

"That's right. Because I'm putting a spell on you right now."

"Nah!

So this fever is also the effect of the spell? And I'm the only one under Listeer's spell, so don't the Namies feel the heat?

Listea waves the Holy Sword in response to my answer.

"Phoenix is visible to everyone because it is visualized. But the identity of the phoenix or the flaming fever I emit is actually a spell, and it's just interfering with your senses. So you're the only one who feels hot"

"But! If it hits a flame, it will actually burn, right?!?

I know.

When the Demons invaded the kingdom of Armuad. Listeir had burned and defeated the Demons with the flames of the Holy Sword.

That wasn't a hallucination or anything, it was actually burning, wasn't it?

To my doubts, Listeer nods.

"That's the spell. The basics interfere with the colors of the world. But if the power increases, it will also affect the world you see visually, so that everyone can see it. And beyond that, there is this power!

Booo, and the pillars of flame rise.

I missed the heat wave. [M]

"Interference in the world goes beyond sight alone. It also acts on the senses and leads to changes in events"

"I mean, if the spell is extreme, it turns into a real flame or something, and it becomes real, right?

Don't insult me that the visualization of the spell is a hallucination. If you're caught off guard, you'll be interfered with your senses and you'll have real heat and pain. And in the end, it's actually going to be a reality event of burning and cleaving things.

"You, too, would have taken it first, wouldn't you? That's exactly what Slutton's huge blade is. As a matter of reality, you crossed swords."

"But it's slipping through, isn't it?

"I'm sure it is. If Slutton unlocks the physicization of the blade, the blue blade is just a hallucination."

Right. At first, we're realizing the blade with a powerful spell. But if you make it a phantom, it's easy to slip through my sword.

And if you make it happen again after you slip through it, I'm just gonna get slashed.

This is the spirit of the spell! and realise it while fleeing the flames of Listeir.

"In my case, there's no curse until it interferes with reality, like Listeer, so I'm using the power of the treasure balls that are caught in Slutton's two-handed sword."

"Well, I'm only using the power of the Holy Sword."

Uhm, that's a chosen and brave man.

I can't believe you master spells like Crescio can't even handle ancestral spells by the power of the Holy Sword.

"I mean, come on. Weak spells only work to such an extent that they change their mood, but when they get sooo much like Listeer, it means they're real."

It's time for me to get used to Namy's snuggly moves.

I nodded to Namy as I avoided a series of thrusts.

"Bye. If only powerful spells could be used. Can you also manipulate the sight or sense of time of the confronted opponent to make it appear to be instantaneous travel?

"That's an interesting idea. Indeed, it may not be possible. Except it'll be pretty hard. I can't do it."

"Hmm?

"I think you're experiencing it yourself. If you get interfered with by a spell, you'll notice that, won't you?

I once again feel the signs of pounding up from the inside of my body.

"That's not all. As I said earlier, powerful spells become visually visible"

"Right. If you're interfering with them enough to make them look like instant travel, you must be uncomfortable over here, too. Or you should see something like that when you were in Slutton."

But even if I felt uncomfortable from Bartonoir, I didn't see anything like it, and I didn't feel the modulation of my body.

"Still, if they're going to do it without understanding, it's going to take a lot of skill or complicated rituals."

"Mmm. I see."

Can we omit sacred swords and curses as a medium, or complicated rituals, etc., like Listea and Crescio?

Speaking of which, the long swords that were in Baltic Noir's hands were made of those.

No, it's too early to draw conclusions.

Maybe the technique used by Bartonoir was anything but a spell, and it's forbidden to rush to conclusions.

Avoid Naymie's advances, arcing. And, uh, push your back.

Namy rolled to the ground with a lot of momentum.

"Ne, Namy. Are you okay!?"

"Um, it hurts."

"Oh, sorry."

Did he fail to accept and rub his nose, Namy sits on the ground and whispers his bright red nose.

"By the way, Ernea"

"What is it?

"I'm just asking about the spell with me and Namy attacking, but isn't it time to get serious?"

"Heh heh. You want me to be serious, brave man?

and I smiled at Listeir.