We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Gaff, an ancient dragon tribe, exposes his presence before us in the assault of Levaria. And brought a double head with a growl.

Revaria descends sharply without slowing down.

"Hawa. Master Levaria, it's dangerous."

Lyla screams.

Revaria emits a scorching flame as she growls wildly to counter the guff.

Earthly ruins that turn into flaming hell.

Four figures, visible only to the extent of bean grains from above, scattered to the people as if in panic.

"Hmm. Did you think you could burn me with this degree of flame!

"It's not even enough to burn down a scaly worm, it's a lukewarm flame!

Of the burning flames, but the guff was flat.

Gaff wings as if to shake off the flames. Levaria tells Gaff she's about to lose.

"The more grubby the better the bark. I'm just saying hello!

Violently feathering four wings large and small, Levaria slows sharply near the ground.

Aiming for the moment, we descended from Levaria's back to the ground.

"I found it, Baltic Noir!

I unleashed the white sword and the wooden sword of the Spirit Tree, and turned to the Baltic Noir, which showed signs of being slightly overwhelmed by an unexpected assault.

Revaria, when she lowers everyone but Lyla, wings wildly again back up into the air.

As time goes by, so does the double-headed guff.

And with the right to control the air, two dragon tribes began to fight over it.

"Oh man, I didn't expect this to happen instantly, knowing and fearing that Isterisia had been captured. That's my colleague, should I praise him?

Only for a moment did Bartonoir show upset.

But I'll get right back on track and get back to the floating signs I've been showing.

It's not just the Baltic Noir.

The Baltic Noir allies scattered on all sides instantly grasp the situation and move to a state of war.

"Uh-oh, this surprised me. I didn't know your sister was the general's favorite companion then. What, you want me to keep doing this?

A man laughs cheerfully when he confirms what Mr. Sefina looks like. This is a superior demon named Risen.

I want to deal with myself to pay my debts to Sefina. But let's leave this place to Mr. Sefina.

Grasping her fist gently and dropping her hips slightly lower, Ms. Sefina stands silent as opposed to Risen slapping lightly.

"Sefina, I'll take care of him. Win exactly."

"Sefina, I'll take care of him. Show them your true strength."

It was Yufiria and Nina who unleashed the Dragon Feng Sword beside Mr. Sefina.

At the end of their gaze stood a great man with a pitch-black full body armor and demon sword that they had seen.

"I'm not the devil swordsman you saw before."

"I'm not the demon swordsman I confronted before."

"... Hmm? No way, you know the previous owner of this guy."

A demon swordsman reacts to the words of Ufiria and Nina.

"It was a mutton."

"I didn't deal with him."

There, twin princesses who say things that provoke. Then, did the demon swordsman show interest in the two of them, reaching for the long sword on his hips?

"Interesting. Let me measure its strength, although it is a human race"

And with the freezing killing of his spine, he unleashes the Devil's Sword "God Kill" from his sheath.

The demon swordsman who raided the outhouse of the kingdom of Jortenitos and took the queen hostage was a very handy opponent.

Yufiria and Nina said that with provocation, but you really couldn't stab everyone in the stomach, could you?

But this demon swordsman is the kind of fierce man who took a pitch-black full-body armor and a god-killing long sword from the man.

Yufiria and Nina understand that very well, too.

So slapping a light mouth won't cheaply get your hands on it.

"Heh heh. Finally, the time has come to show my strength."

Then there, Lady Madeleine joined.

"I remember the old days."

"I remember when I was younger."

"We're going to taste the collaboration of the three of us!

Master Madrine, standing behind only half a step between Ufiria and Nina, had an invincible grin on her witch-head.

Unlike a clergyman with such dangerous signs, Luiseine, who erects a sword, confronts Luga Dwan, a dragon tribe man, with no hesitation but the power of his whole body.

"Are you licking me? You think you can do something about me with just one person?

"Oh well, are you strong enough to insult me as just a woman of the people"

"What!?

Hehe, and Luga, turned with an extra grin by Luiseine, wrinkles and rages between her eyebrows.

"That word, I'll make you regret it right away!

Luga grabbed the polar spear with a gripping momentum and wielded it violently.

"Mr. Mist, are you sure? I can't believe you only put one witch on the Dragon Clan.

"Luiseine will be fine. Because she is strong in my family after me."

"Oh, Elnea, is it better than you?"

Ernea, you have no hands or feet on a woman. What to say and laugh at is Charlotte, the only person who didn't escape the flames of Levary with Gaff.

Charlotte is relative to a humanized mistral without reaching for her hip whip.

Mistral has been doing everything he can from the beginning. He is releasing the dragon qi to its maximum and glowing his eyes blue. Even so, Charlotte doesn't break the signs of spare time by putting such a mistral in front.

"My opponent, Mr. Mist, alone?

"Oh, are you unhappy?

"If possible, I would recommend the tyrants to everyone in the body as well"

"Hate and the Elneas are busy with other things."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Okay, Mr. Mist. Will you please satisfy me? Otherwise, Elnea, I'll kill you."

Say, Charlotte finally released her magic.

With awesome signs, a magical tail emerges with nine golden colors behind Charlotte.

The tail of every swinging magic hits the wreckage of ruins. Then, only then will the debris disappear without a trace.

"Mr. Mist, please don't die easy, okay?

Charlotte smiles more narrowly, releasing her golden tail toward Mistral.

That was the signal to everyone.

Dragon Nation, Luga Dwan steps on the floor and smashes it. The furious momentum propels him to Luiseine, where he launches a spear fire of great speed.

But Luiseine recieved it in extra motion, as if she had known Luga's behavior from the beginning.

With dragon eyes in his eyes, Luiseine is a natural enemy of the Dragon Nation!

At a rate comparable to that of Luga, Risen jumped.

Risen reaches out with a nasty grin. Mr. Sefina plays it in a flowing motion.

"Ugh, what the hell. You're moving subtly differently than before. Hey?

Ms. Sefina runs through Risen's onslaught with a rushed running water motion.

Mr. Sefina's tactics are a thorough defense and a one-shot reversal.

Looks like you knitted your Special Attack with Mr. Zildo, and now you can fight it against the advanced Demons!

It is Ufiria and Nina, twin sisters, who go the true opposite of Mr. Sefina, who takes defensive tactics.

Two pairs of dragon feng swords are rolled out in perfect collaboration by twins with two looks of melon. Even though that alone is troublesome, dragon art is emitted in the aftermath of swinging from the Dragon Feng Sword, which is filled with dragon qi well.

The Devil Swordsman surprised Ufiria and Nina, who, shortly after the start of the battle, showed perfect collaboration. I was pushed into that gap and driven into the war prevention.

But the devil swordsman caught one of his mouths behind his helmet and laughed.

And change the movement.

Ignore the dragon technique emitted as aftermath.

Dragon art imitating dragon fangs strikes demon swordsmen who don't even try to prevent them.

But the dragon's fangs were easily bounced back into pitch-black full-body armor.

Demon Swordsman defeats Ufiria's unleashed slaughter with Demon Sword. And at the same time, he took Nina's sword trident, approaching from behind, whether it was or not, at the back of his hand.

"To this extent!

Say, the demon swordsman quickly flicks the demon sword with the kill, aiming at Yufiria's throat.

That didn't happen.

Unnaturally stop moving, demon swordsman.

Master Madrine was sealing the movement of the Devil Swordsman with the spell of the curse.

Dragon Feng sword looms from both directions, and a sword strikes from the other.

The demon swordsman smashed his tongue into a tripartite simultaneous attack.

"Ernea, can I take a look at you?

"Huh!?

When I realized, Baltic Noir was jumping in in time.

I wave the wooden knife of the Spirit Tree and receive the blow of the Baltic Noir. Roll out the white sword in a flowing motion as it is.

Bartonoir did not respond to the slaughter meeting, and he distanced himself from me.

"Hey, I didn't know this was going to happen. Is this what you think it is, Ernea?

"That's what I'm talking about. Is this what you think it is?

The country ruled by Kushalilla is extremely confused by Bartonoir and his companions.

The demons, who were after the Demon Throne, fell one after the other.

Those who escaped the demons' war and still lived in this country with guts were also vandalized by redcloth theft.

That's not all.

The villains who responded to the movements of the Baltic Noirs have traveled around and become terribly miserable.

The landscape I've seen between getting here on the Revaria was just something I wanted to turn away from.

Yet.

I can't see exactly what Bartonoir, the chaotic mastermind, is aiming for.

"You said you'd change the demonic world, didn't you? I led this uproar to pull out the true ruler of the Demon Nation. If the rulers hadn't shown up, they would have said something about draining the Demon King. Yet..."

The demon swordsmen who defeated the demons who were after the Demon King's throne have no sign of going for the Demon King. It's a kind of combat maniac who just wants to cross swords with the strong.

Even for Risen, he just rumbles around as the leader of the Red Cloth Theft, and he doesn't seem to have any cause or purpose.

Even in battle, let Mr. Sefina speak ill, and that demon tribe is merely a euphorist.

"At the end of the day, you can have ancient species of dragon tribes on your side that have nothing to do with the Demon tribe, or sinful dragon tribes on your side. I don't see consistency or unity in what you say and do! So what the hell do you want!

To my enquiry, Bartonoir just grinned behind an untreated black mustache.

"All you're doing is ravaging demonic society and making people unhappy. I will never forgive it!

Like us, Baltic Noir was given the life of immortality by the transcendents.

We don't have the lifespan bondage anymore, but we have to do justice for the world.

You can live free, live free.

But, I think.

It's completely separate from "freedom" and "whatever you can do," isn't it?

In a land I like, I think I'm allowed to live as I please.

But it's not okay for people living in the land, country, or neighborhood to be annoyed or break a code or law.

Not to mention I can never admit that lightly taking the lives of others or fanning them to do so is a result based on "freedom".

So I fight!

"Seniors, we will stop your outrage!

In my declaration of war, Bartonoir somehow smiled softly.

"Oh, that's good. You are to live as you wish. That's how I've lived.... but I'm tired of it."

About what? Before inquiring, Bartonoir turned off his soft grin and let his eyes shine sharply, suddenly stepping into my time.