We Live in Dragon’s Peak

In Zhu Shan Palace, one ear elder woman steps in.

The woman advances through the palace with a scepter that does not resemble a small body. Leading the way is a puppet doll without a soul.

The puppet doll serving Zhu Shan Palace does not seem to recognize the Ear Elder woman as an intruder, and leads her to the deepest part of the palace as requested.

And when I led the woman to the heavy door, she walked away silently.

The woman faces the door in front of her with a tense face. Behind this, there is beyond the Demon King.

When I realized, the woman's hand holding the staff was visibly trembling.

A woman who tries to take a deep breath, trying to calm her mind. But it doesn't come in no matter how much breath you try to swallow, as if something's stuck in your chest.

In time, the tremor contagious all over her body, and the woman was finally in a situation where she could stand by depositing her body on the great scepter.

With a very shallow breath, a long-eared woman stands at the deepest part of the palace.

He said he's finally here, but he can't take another step.

That's all, the existence waiting behind this door is immeasurably scary.

But still, the woman has to move on. If we do not, the future promised to us will not come.

An ear elder woman who squeezes her strength and tries to knock on the door.

But before the woman's fist touched the door, there was movement.

The door, which no one should have touched, opens automatically.

In an unexpected reaction, the woman leaves after surprise.

"Well, this is... It is very unusual for the Master of the Cursed Forest to say so. Come on, come inside, Istericia."

Behind the open door, a crimson costumed toddler waited with an adorable grin.

The young girl invites Isterisia, the ear elder woman, to the room while brewing tea for the number of people, as if she had known that the ear elder woman would come.

But Istericia can't move.

Before his absolute existence, he even stopped breathing.

"Lord, you've been a long time. Since you came to greet the chief when he was celebrated."

The young girl smiles at Isterisia, who has become stiff in front of the open door, and goes to the back of the room with freshly brewed tea.

And the young girl told her husband of her visitors.

"Come on in, please. The tea will get cold."

When the young girl hands her husband tea, she returns to her original position. On a small, toddlerly stride, I took plenty of time to go back and forth to the large room.

But in the meantime, Istericia couldn't move at all. On the contrary, if you get a little distracted, you're going to lose consciousness.

The toddler sees such an Isterisia and invites her again with a smile on her face.

The reception desk already had a hot air of tea brewed for Istericia.

Istericia squeezes her temper and shakes off the curse.

It doesn't work like this, no, it just doesn't work. It leads to disrespect.

I just have to go in more than they told me to.

In the first place, I came all the way here with a requirement to sue the two of us who were waiting in this room.

Like cramps, I force my stopping chest up and down to breathe in. At the same time as the fresh air, the cute aroma of tea stained the interior of Istericia.

After breathing, take a step forward.

Istericia managed to make a move as she moved unstoppably.

Once you move out, the rest moves all over your body like a manipulated doll.

Istericia, who entered the room to support the scepter, did not sit on the reception bench, but lay deep flat on the carpeted floor.

"Oh well. We don't need that kind of care between us and the forest master, do we?

Please, take it easy. and Toddler Girl Encouraging Istericia. But Istericia doesn't solve the state of being flat.

The young girl had a slightly troubled grin that seemed unworthy of her apparent age, but she did not impose any more.

Istericia knows how awesome it is not to follow the instructions of a toddler standing in front of her. But you can't raise your head. Because from now on, I must make an unscrupulous demand on this young lady and on those who refrain from behind the room.

He managed to tremble his dry throat and Isterisia spoke of the reason for his visit to Zhu Shan Palace.

"... I am dissatisfied"

"And you say?

She's a cute little girl tilting her little neck, but she doesn't look like a lying idyllic Isterisia.

Istericia continues, staring at the fine carpet.

"Why is that? Why have you given the promised land to those who do not know?"

"Oh, I see"

A crimson costume toddler clapping her hands.

"Speaking of which, I see you visited his land the other day, right? But you think I was badly wounded then? May I help you?"

"It's hard to forgive that there are other people in the promised land."

Istericia was forced to take care of herself, from the beginning of spring until the other day.

When Isterisia visited the land she called the "Promised Land," she was seriously injured by some technique. It took me until summer to heal that wound.

And finally the wound healed Isterisia moved to deal with those who sit in the promised land without authorization to themselves.

"The land is the place promised to the strawberries. It's unacceptable to have anyone else there."

Istericia knows.

That the inhabitants of this room are included among those who jointly administer the promised land.

But the young girl just smiles like trouble and doesn't speak the answer Isterisia wants.

On the contrary, say unexpected things.

"I'm in trouble. Over there, the giant demon king gave it to Princess Dragon. Right now, Princess Dragon and her family are already living there?

"Oh no......!?

When I visited the promised land, I saw a strange elder ear clan.

Two women of spirit-like existence, even though they are ear elders.

Why is there an ear clan in that land other than ourselves? Even though that's just unpleasant, I didn't know the Dragon Nation and their families were settled.

Tremors, unlike tension, erode the whole body of Isterisia.

"That land... The promised land belongs to the strawberries."

"I know what Istericia says. But two thousand years after your clan left that land. And those who connect the edges of the land are taken over by other races."

"So, but..."

"Hehe. You sound very dissatisfied, don't you?

Ugh, and a breath stuffing Istericia.

If a toddler girl or the one in the back is in a slight mood, that's where her life runs out.

Even if it's the head of a clan sheltered by these two, that doesn't change. But Istericia has no choice but to sue directly, even if she knows she does.

The promised land is so dear to us.

"Well then...... I have a request......!

Prepared to die, Istericia conveys the general thrust of the clan.

"If the Titan Demon King gave permission to the rest of us. I would like permission to return to the promised land."

Usually, only Isterisia, the representative of the clan, is allowed to enter the promised land.

But if you're saying that besides Princess Dragon, that family is allowed to enter, then we have equal rights to our own clan. To the demands of Isterisia, the toddler sees her indulgent master in the back of the room.

And I smiled fun.

"Fine. By this authority, you are hereby authorized to allow the clan of the Ear Elders to enter the Forbidden Territory."

"Oh, thank you"

Istericia shows her gratitude by rubbing her forehead against the carpet.

"Hehe. Your petition since the noise two thousand years ago will come true. But all we have to admit is permission to enter the clan, right? We also have to face the giant demon king and other administrators, right?

"Yes, that's enough"

The adorable toddler was letting words include horrible things in her backside about her appearance.

The compromise with those who live in the promised land beforehand shall be resolved at the hands of the Isterians and the Ear Elders.

In other words, it would be an exercise of strength, but it would be negotiations in dialogue, but I would have gotten acquiescence that I could use any hand.

Istericia, I know.

Demonic rulers do whatever they want to have fun with, and sacrifice anything.

This time, we are giving the Isterian clan permission to return to the promised land, expecting clashes with the present.

And these two would already know that Istericia goes to Baltic Noir.

Even though it is, there is no sign of blame, and I won't even mention it.

In that regard, Bartonoir's thoughts would be eating shoulder watermarks. But for Isterisia, on the contrary, the opportunity arises that these two will not intervene.

All we have to do is return to the promised land with the people of the clan. And get rid of the intruders and get your ideal home back.

For that matter, I don't hate it when my hands are stained with evil.

I also have no hesitation in committing irrevocable grand crimes.

Remaining deeply flat, Istericia once again decides to be ready.

"Come on, you've done your errands, haven't you? Well, there you go."

Heh heh, and Istericia felt a bottomless horror at the young girl who seemed to enjoy finding a new toy.

But I can't go back.

When Isterisia politely begged her free time, she left Zhu Shan Palace.

And blues his face.

The sky that looked up was stained with gold.

Now, at night. Even so, the sky gleams, bright as daylight.

"What the hell?

Isterisia trembles with unspeakable horrors, separate from the inhabitants of Zhu Mountain Palace who were facing each other until earlier.

"Straw, I'm sure of it."

Yes. There is no such thing as a land where the Ear Elders can live in peace in a world ruled by this demon clan.

Then I will surely return to the promised land and build my ideal home.

Isterisia jumped into the darkness when she activated the great scepter of great sin.

Something big happened to the world.

And what's making the world noisy right now is definitely what Bartonoir is up to.

Istericia is so convinced that she transfers the space.

The place to head is the ruins where the comrades gathered one day.

I wasn't talking to anyone.

However, if anything, the comrades will gather here.

Isterias' anticipation was false.

Ahead through the darkness that erodes my soul. It was Bartonoir and his allies gathered under his will who were waiting for Isterias, who had once transferred to the ruins that it was the outcast of the demonic king Kushalillah.

"Hey, it's late."

"Wow, I hate you."

"Shit, you're not getting along. I have a broad heart for beautiful things of all races."

Istericia turns to Bartonoir, ignoring Risen, an advanced demonic tribe sitting too heavily on a fallen pillar.

Bartonoir was looking up at the sky.

The sky above the ruins, too, was glowing golden.

There is a long way between the realm ruled by Vastrade, the demon king with Zhu Shan Palace, and this country, once ruled by Kushalila.

Yet the sky is the same golden color.

"Hey, you're fucked. Not so much."

The one who squirmed bitterly was Bartonoir.

"Well, does the Admiral know who this unusual sky is?

I opened my mouth sloppily and Risen looked up at the sky as well.

In addition, Luga, a demon swordsman and a giant dragon man with his whole body wrapped in pitch-black armor, looked up at the golden sky and was utterly silent.

"Straw, I'd like to hear what this is."

Isterias also looked into the sky, questioning what was known as the Bartonoir.

However, when Bartonoir receives Isterias' questions, he instead asks the comrades what's going on.

"The cause of this sky will soon be known. Except in a good or a bad way. More than that, the Risens seem to be around a lot."

Apparently, even if we know the circumstances, we still can't tell whether the golden sky will be auspicious or vicious for us, nor Baltic Noir.

Tired of seeing the sky early, Risen grinned nasty as she returned her gaze to the ground.

"Awesome. I'm not the one leading the way, but I'm going to have more people on my own."

By "fellow" Risen I mean the numerous bandits who are ravaging this country.

"If you show him just a little example, you're right. The Demons haven't thrown it away yet, either."

And Istericia looked with contempt at Risen, who laughed with a heartfelt joy.

Neither does Isterisia choose the means if it is for a purpose. But from the outset, the phrase involving the irrelevant, the kind of downward mind that enjoys it from the bottom of its heart, does not hold together.

So, trying to frustrate Risen's nose in a good mood, he leaks his disgust.

"Straw, I know. You were wounded by people, weren't you? And yet you can afford to have the lowlifes?

"Ha-ha."

Isterisian provocation, but Risen laughs and recieves.

But only eyes that showed sharpness expressed their true intentions.

"You're not riding anything but a night woman provocation, are you? But, well... I hope you don't talk too much about that bastard. It's just a reminder, and it gets annoying."

He has a slight grin on his mouth, but the killing spirit that releases him is a true expression of his mood.

"Sure, I'll keep that son of a bitch sarcastic forever, not me, huh? But there's no Admiral..."

Say, Risen saw Bartonoir.

"Ha ha. You can't give that a hand yet. Black-armed youth. gladiators dealing with demon swords and divine swords, should I say? I was famous enough to tell who it was right away. I just have a bad husband for that. Um, I've been a slave to the Duke of Cats."

"The Duke of Cats?

The fact that it is the Duke means that the person is probably an ancestor. But do we need to be concerned about the demon kings and the demons who are selling their fights to the Duke?

Baltonoir, who guessed Isterisia's doubts, added to the bitter laughter.

"The Duke of Cats himself is not a great ancestor. But the territory is poorly positioned. Among the kingdoms of Vastrade the Demon King. I asked you to work in this land, but it's too early to get your hands on another demon king's country."

So you're saying that Risen follows a black-armed boy into the kingdom of Vastrade, the demon king, after he's been rambling on this land for some time now?

It is interesting that the light Risen is reluctantly following Bartonoir's advice, and Istericia lowers her drinks.

"Well, that's fine with me if I get busted. That and this, thanks to my husband, huh?

Risen also quickly regained her mood, laughing at her temper and swinging to the demon swordsman with his full body armor.

"Husband, isn't that great? I don't know how to beat the next superior demons in line."

"Well, it's just the unresponsive"

"I can't handle it..."

This demon swordsman has applied for an allowance or gradual duel to the mighty and has defeated this.

But is it your own power? Or is it because you are wearing legendary weapons? Signs of a demon swordsman tend strongly to Risen's gaze in deep meaning.

"I'd like you to refrain from fighting within the comrades, wouldn't you?

It was, of course, Bartonoir who went into arbitration there.

He's a pleasant sign, too, but quite a crook.

Last time, the strange technique I showed in the folds I gathered was unafraid. Even the dragon tribe Luga, who said he would outnumber the Demon tribe when it comes to combat, was flirting.

The Luga, this time by the Bartonoir, is heavily discouraged.

I had no idea that a man so prestigious would grow up like a beast plucked out of his fangs. Risen and the Devil Swordsman also just smile bitterly as Luga changes.

Especially if Risen, who involves everyone, is not interested in Luga, who has lost his tension, or even tries to turn his gaze.

Istericia wasn't interested in Luga's trends either, though I could have ignored them.

When I saw Luga, I remembered.

The Dragon Princess, who was promised the land by the giant Demon King, is also a Dragon Nation.

Noticed Isterisia's gaze, Bartonoir tells Luga what he mistook.

"Luga is in a bit of pain, just like Risen and Isterisia. But from there he's honestly gaining strength."

"Honestly."

Risen laughs. But the last time Luga showed a short term, he doesn't ride Risen's provocation. Although there was a slight crease between the eyebrows, there were no signs of movement.

"Admiral. But why did you add dragon tribes to this face again?

Risen further provokes Luga, who doesn't come on a dislike. Bartonoir shelters Luga while smiling bitterly at such a superior demon clan.

I need him for my plan.

"Hmm? There's no dragon tribe...?

"I also need Risen, Isterisia, and Balezirod."

For the first time, I learned that the name of the man who consolidated his whole body in a pitch-black armor was Balezirod.

"And I'd like you to help me if you can, too?

Saying, Bartonoir looked up at the golden sky.

Ha. Why the sky?

Caught, everyone on this scene looked up at the sky.

"Hehe, hehe. Which one would you look at?

But new voices arrive from a completely different place.

And Isterisia froze her spine.

Behind my back. I feel the presence of absolute fear where there should have been no sign of anyone until now.

"Ha. This guy came in. I didn't know you were the golden one."

When I realized, the golden sky, which was dazzling and shining, had disappeared as if it had been an illusion.

Instead, behind Isterisia stood a beautiful woman, feather-woven in gold.