We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Even if the holy sword is broken, the spirit (corn) will never be broken.

Listeer was the usual listeer, and she was fine.

Sounds like a prudent life for a while now, but he should be able to restore his honor.

Yes, with the Holy Sword.

Alex, of the Divine Nation, seemed to have visited the Nation of Man, showing various interests in cultural differences.

I didn't see him in person due to the convenience of time, etc., but I could hear recent developments from Louvent of the Heavenly Nation.

The Luvents, chased around by the Feilongs and Revaria, seemed doomed for a long time, though.

Whatever it is, people's lives continue as usual and their days pass, no matter what the incidents and accidents that deeply engrave history.

Me and Luiseine went back to the Forbidden Mansion after living a sweet life in the King's Capital.

The next time you meet the Listeers, it's time for the Sacred Sword Resurrection.

What kind of adventure would that be?

But before that.

"Mmm, we're going to go pick chestnuts!

"All right, let's go -!

Though it's early to return to the Forbidden Territories.

Our family was drawn to the nearby woods by Priscia.

Everything says there's a chestnut grove near your mansion.

It seems that the ear elders who live together in the mansion are often out for a stroll at times other than those decided upon.

Being familiar with the nature of the Forbidden Territories is necessary to make life better.

And I found the chestnut grove.

"I can't believe there's a forest of chestnut trees in a place like this."

"Out of the blue, isn't that where people lived a long time ago planted trees?

"Yeah, maybe."

Mistral makes no wild mention of the late return of me and Louiseine.

Except for the twin princesses.

"Hey, Mr. Elnea. Now let's go on a trip with me, shall we?

"Hey, Louiseine. It's my turn next, isn't it?

Holding my right arm across your chest is my sister Ufiria.

Holding my left arm across your chest is my sister Nina.

Hmm, my arms are happy, but it's hard to walk!

Chestnut groves are nearby, so we're on foot.

Leading the way is Priscia boasting about the chestnut grove as if she had found it.

Mistral is the one walking around holding Priscia's little hand.

Of course, Niemia is indulgent in her usual place. Looking at Niemia's long tail shaking over Priscia's head from behind, it looks like Priscia's hair has grown longer. The color of my hair is different.

"Nyan."

And we're the ones walking after the Priscians, and from behind comes Luiseine and Lyla.

It's a narrow beast path, so you can't be in a side-by-side row.

"Master Luiseine, you have one holiday."

"Oh well, can you just do it once? So, next for Yufi and Nina, maybe we should go out again. Mr. Lyla is next, isn't she?

"Wow, I made a mistake. Wow"

"You're not wrong, are you? 'Cause Mr. Lyla would have enjoyed communicating with His Majesty the King of Yortenitos, wouldn't she?

"It's not like that."

"Except I went out with you, Ernea."

"Ugh."

As always, these two up and down relationships look fun.

Even Louiseine isn't bullying Lyla from the bottom of her heart.

Lyla's reaction is so cute, she wants to stick around.

Our family on their way to pick up chestnuts for a pleasant stroll. Long after that, the meritorious men who found the chestnut grove, that is, the ear elders, had also come with them.

Today, it's a big early fall harvest festival for all.

But...

There was an opening between my family and the Ear Elders for a reason.

"Chestnut triple tonight."

"You can cook chestnuts as they are. You can crush it and treat it."

"It's a show of Nazaria's arms."

"Yikes! I'll gather chestnuts more than anyone."

"Ha ha, you can't lose to your son"

"I picked up chestnuts a long time ago, too. Fun -"

When me and Louiseine came back to the embargo, a customer was coming.

Micheira, who has lovely peachy hair, and Nazaria's family of four guardian stars.

You and Micheira got to know each other when I came to the Embargo to lurk for a while when I was involved in the Battle for the Demon Throne.

Of course, he's an important acquaintance who invited us to our marriage ritual.

But Micheira is not the only one.

I am a transcendent man, equal to that sword saint and dragon god. And Mr. Nazaria's family is escorting that Micheira.

At the heart of the family is Mr. Nazariah of the Firm. Her husband is Mr. Sedgim, and between them there are two children.

My brother is Mr. Azeiran. My sister is Mr. Ayura.

When I heard we were going to pick up chestnuts, they were happy to join us.

While I was gone, Micheira and Mistrals seemed to have gotten along a lot.

So I'm glad you're busy joining me in picking chestnuts...

"I can't believe that family is motivated. No way, poisonous chestnut threesome!?

That's right.

For some reason, all the ingredients that that that family finds are poisonous and dangerous.

The only decent one is Mr. Nazaria, but her hard work must be hard.

But my worries ended with concern.

"Whoa. Chestnuts!

Apparently, Priscia's full-blown treat attribute prevailed over Sezim's toxic attributes.

Before we arrive in the woods where the chestnuts bear fruit, the view stretches out.

In late summer, the carpet of fallen leaves shines golden in the wake of a clear, seasonal sun leaking day that can already be called autumn, saying it is a ban.

And the chestnut was falling narrowly.

"Be careful with the chestnuts that are falling. They're eating bugs."

"What, you're not picking up the one that's falling?

I look back and listen to Nazaria's advice. [M]

Enough to say chestnut pickup, so I just thought it was a collection of falling chestnuts.

"Ha ha. You're an amateur, Mr. Elnea."

Then, when did you pick it up, Mr. Sezim and Mr. Azeiran laugh majestically with a long stick in their hands.

"Don't pick up a falling chestnut. Pick up the fallen chestnut."

And two knocking out chestnut tree branches with long sticks.

"Geez."

"Wow."

From overhead, a thick chestnut fell.

We flee in a hurry.

Priscia, and Ares, who has manifested herself, run around looking fun.

"Priscia, Ares. Can I help you? Then you'll have a nice chestnut."

"Mnh-mnh, good luck!

"Good luck, good luck"

We get our hands on Nazaria and the others.

"Okay? This is how the chestnuts that fall open their legs and take their contents."

"Mmm, that's hard."

Step and secure the chestnut wrapped in braces with one foot and peel the thorn as you step with the other foot.

Mr. Nazaria did it easy and showed it, but it's surprisingly difficult to actually do it.

It's unstable with fluffy falling leaves down there, and you need to get used to peeling it off with your other leg.

"Mmm."

I don't know, Priscia. She's just stepping on chestnuts and it's not working.

"Heh heh heh, you guys use this."

Then Mr. Nazaria handed me thick leather gloves to Priscia and Ares.

That's Mr. Nazaria. The fact that my little one will accompany me seems to have been well prepared.

Priscia and Ares began to peel chestnuts with their hands when they quickly put on the gloves.

"That's big."

"It looks delicious."

We brought home a bunch of food and sweets for souvenirs, but we still harvested them ourselves and the food we cooked them for is the best, right?

"All right, we're gonna collect a bunch of them. - Whoa!

"Ooh!!

The ear elders respond well to my decree.

The woods of chestnut trees became busy.

Mr. Sejim or Mr. Azeiran knock chestnut tree branches with sticks to shed fruit.

The ear elders also move to the branches in a spatial leap, shaking them and dropping fruits full of them.

And we will retrieve it with care. [M]

"Hey, there's mountain grapes over there."

"All right, let's get a couple of people on their way over there"

Apparently, chestnuts aren't the only taste of autumn that's fruitful around here.

The Ear Elders head for the mountain grape hunt.

We're having a treat tonight.

"You know, Priscia's helping you cook, right?

"Well, that's nice. Well, why don't you feed me some of Priscia's cooking tonight?

"Yeah!"

No. I think Priscia's gonna get tired of playing and sleep until dinner when she gets home. What a penetration to put aside.

Micheira picks chestnuts in line with Priscia and Ares.

Micheira also looks like a girl, so she looks like a smiling landscape.

But there was such a disturbance that broke the peace.

"What, this guy!?

"Be careful!

From the ear elders who went out hunting for mountain grapes, there are some signs and shouts of chopped wings.

"Ernea?"

"Yeah!"

"Dear Micheira!

"I got it."

And for some reason, the Nazarias react sharply. And, Micheira.

We're all going to rush to the scene.

"Rat Warcraft?

"No, you don't. Is that...?

A giant rat attacking the ear elders at the end of our gaze.

But thank you. The signs and appearance are unusual.

The rat was huge, like a ground dragon.

All over the body, body hair, eyes, fangs and nails are all pitch-black. That appearance, which does not reflect light, only gives us a creepy impression through the difference.

Plus, I just saw a pitch-black mouse and somehow a chill runs all over my body.

It's like the soul is conditionally frightened reflexively, regardless of the appearance or strength of the pitch-black rat.

"Stand back, you guys. That's not who you're dealing with!

Mr. Nazaria's sharp advice flies.

Apparently, it's a dangerous situation.

I pull the wooden knife of the spirit tree out of my right hip.

But there's something even more unexpected there.

'I'm scared. It's dangerous. "

"What!?

The wooden knife of the loose spirit tree was frightened.

So far, no matter how powerful the Devil's Sword or horrible opponent is in front of me, the Spirit Tree has fought with me unwaveringly, scared and trembling!?

Elnea, don't hit that tree.

"What do you mean, Micheira?

The anxiety and fear conveyed by the Spirit Tree made me lose my palpitations, too. It was Micheira who held my empty right hand like that.

I saw four translucent feathers on Micheira's back that I don't normally see.

"That's the Evil Tribe. He's the enemy of the world."

"Of the world... enemies?

Transcendents like Micheira and the others have an equal view of the world, I believe.

It does not matter whether good or evil, it leaves itself to the currents of the world, and sometimes gives a special soul to those like us, or even to those like Bartonoir.

I don't suppose Micheira and the others are enemies of anyone in the world, or allies. That is my impression of the transcendent.

But that Micheira clearly said "enemies of the world".

What the hell is an evil tribe?

"Ha!

While I and the Spirit Tree can't move, it was Princess Dragon's Mistral that attacked me resolutely.

It's not dragonization, but Mistral's powerful, all-over blow hits the brow of a pitch-black mouse.

Cancer, along with the dull sound, shock waves through the forest.

Unlike the appearance of pitch-black, blue blood dances.

A pitch-black one-handed stick crushes the bones and eats them between the brows.

But I couldn't take that Mistral blow and crush the skull of a pitch-black rat.

"Come on!"

On the contrary, he turns to the mistral who has attacked him, and the pitch-black rat strips his horrible fangs.

Mistral leaps backwards without hesitation to dodge.

At that time, the sky broke.

"Very, very unsavory soul."

Signs of mightiness emerged from the confines of a tightly cracked sky.

Teru, the spider of a thousand hands defending the embargo!

Terlu waves a giant nail down from above.

With more than a few times the power of Mistral's blow, Teru's nails pierce the pitch-black Warcraft.

"What the hell!

But it didn't penetrate.

Teru's nails, which not only bury the advanced demons under one blow, but also deeply determine the earth with the momentum intact, did not penetrate!?

Gi, gi, and a pitch-black mouse screaming deafly. Hasn't it led to a fatal injury, or Terru's nails try to storm with a stab.

So Terru tried to shake down some more nails.

"Terlu. It's okay to stay back here. I'll take care of it."

Rin, the gentle sounds dominate my ears, like striking out the screams of a deaf pitch-black rat.

When I saw it, Micheira was floating with her feathers trembling.

"Come on, let's get out of here."

Under Mr. Nazaria's decree, we retreat greatly.

Terru also pulls out her nails and returns to the narrow space of the sky.

The pitch-black rat thrust with blue blood scattered as the nails that were depriving him of his freedom were pulled out of his body.

Towards Micheira.

"Dumb ass!

"Did you think to let our Lady Micheira touch you!

"Don't get on with the beast type of evil people."

The Nazarias interrupt between Micheira proper and a pitch-black mouse.

Powerful spirituality had been activated or the spirits around them had been enlivened.

The seven-colored translucent wall blocks and stops the penetration of the lacquered black rat with all means of natural phenomena.

The ear elders were stunned when they lost their hips.

"Go back to nothingness."

Micheira's technique was activated while Four Protectors bought time.

Rin, Rin, Rin, and every time a feather rocks, a pleasant sound fills the world with ears. At the same time, the scenery transforms.

Numerous rainbows emerged from various angles so as to envelop a clear sky with no clouds. And the sky surrounded by rainbows stains peaches.

Strange phenomena don't just end there.

Forbidden nature such as chestnut trees, forests and mountains disappear, and full blooms bloom beneath your feet.

In the paradise of flowers, Micheira muttered a melody like a song.

My back feathers stain the same peach color as my hair, trembling with gentle tones.

When the feathers tremble, the grains of light dance like peach scales.

Micheira puts her hand forward. Then the peach scales converge over the palm.

Micheira let out a converging peachy light to a pitch-black mouse, muttering a song-like melody.

Giggle, giggle, giggle!

Peachy light hits a pitch-black mouse.

The rat screamed.

Peachy light envelops a pitch-black mouse.

A pillar of peachy light blew up towards heaven.

In the columns of light, the pitch-black rat suffers stuffily with a strange scream.

And finally, no, a pitch-black mouse laying a giant on a carpet of flowers.

Mysterious, beautiful landscapes and gentle tones, but apparently Micheira's technique had the power of a different digit.

I can't believe that Mistral or Teru defeated a pitch-black rat who couldn't have inflicted a fatal wound with a single blow.

The pitch-black rat was holding his breath completely.

To that evidence, the whole body gradually collapses.

However, meat doesn't collapse and rot.

It raises black smoke from the ends of the body and extinguishes it.

In a landscape of blooming blossoms, only the vanishing of a pitch-black rat seemed creepy.

"Oh, a rare thing. I forgot about the Evil Clan."

We'll watch. [M]

The pitch-black rat became black smoke and vanished.

But there's only one last thing left.

It was the black stained treasure balls that fell on the flowers.

"This is the soul of the evil tribe? Sounds kind of like a demon."

To my thoughts, Micheira tells me as she picks up the remaining treasure balls.

"No. Sometimes evil people emerge using old treasures as a mediator."

"So, in some cases you're not?

"I do. Normally, it comes from the distortions and chaos of the world. That's the evil people."

Speaking of which, I recall what the Titan Demon King said.

Powerful treasure balls are very useful during use, but when they get too old, when they evoke disaster.

Could it, in some cases, give rise to an evil clan?

"I'm glad this Evil Nation was a mouse figure. But be careful. When you see evil people like people and dragons, you run away at a glance. And ask me or someone for help."

Apparently, the Evil Nation also changes its appearance so much that it has power like a Spirit.

Even the evil people who looked like rats today, given that Mistral's attacks weren't working very well, we can't fathom anyone who looked like a person or more.

Micheira hands me the treasure balls she picks up.

"It's a treasure ball I can't use anymore, but I'll keep it. It's a memorial."

"No, no, I'm not commemorating the Evil Nation"

That said, let's have it.

as a lesson for the future.

When I realized, the sky was back to normal and my surroundings were back to the nature of the forbidden.

We were all relieved to finally realize that the fear that boiled from the bottom of our souls was disappearing.