We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Niemia returns to her little usual appearance as soon as she descends into the courtyard.

Scaffolding, or losing Neemia's back on board, we were forced down to the ground.

"I'm tired."

Without Priscia, Niemia's designated position is over my head.

Neemia, who flew cutely, made a huge stretch over my head.

"So, what can I do for you?

The Demon King looks at someone other than me curiously. Behind that, Charlotte had a wicked grin to do it to.

"Yeah, I'm here on this brave man's errand, not mine."

"Ho ho, brave man of the people"

To introduce me, the Demon King shifts his gaze to Listeer.

Listeer was getting more nervous than I've ever seen before.

Yeah, it's not just Listeer.

Slutton and Luvent also don't move with a noose in the courtyard when they say they've been freed from Niemia.

Oz already has white eyes in my arms.

That Mr. Alex, too, had a full body of strength from the tension and a rugged look on his face.

By the way, Luilara is as usual.

However, the usual meaning is different.

Before the Demon King and the Chancellor, I am in awe like a subordinate.

"Hehe, Herneau. This is a more normal reaction, isn't it?

"That's right. I know it is..."

He's the demon king, and he's the prime minister.

If it's true, even the Demons are two people who can't worship their faces in rare things.

But you don't have a choice.

Because I know him deeply, like he even invited me to the ritual of marriage!

"Well, let's just leave it at that. So, a guest brought in by a deep acquaintance, and they're gonna miss it."

"Thank you"

So instead of everyone who can't get nervous, I'll introduce them.

Representing the kingdom of the armored, the Ristaire of the Brave. That partner's, stupid Slutton.

A man of the Divine Nation is Mr. Alex, and his entourage is Louvent of the Heavenly Nation. These two are Listener's escorts.

"With the Guardian of the Divine Clan? If you bring the Divine and Heavenly into the land of the Demons, you don't know what will happen now."

"But there's a situation here, too."

Demons and gods are natural enemies, aren't they? So if I were normal, I wouldn't invite the Divine or Heavenly Nation to the Demonic Nation.

Even I understand that much.

But you also know that if you were the demon king of a nostalgic giant, you would miss this extent!

The demon king, who read my thoughts, laughed, hehe.

I am convinced that the case of Alex and Luvent is fine with the demon king, and I will try to move on.

It was Charlotte who stood behind the Demon King who controlled it with his hands and spoke up.

"Your Majesty, and Mr. Elnea. What's the long story out there?

"Is that true, too? Everyone, come in. Forgive me, but if I can get this far and get away with it, I'll kill you."

"Hih. Look, guys! Not if it's petrified. Get inside the outhouse now!

The Demon King just walked into the building. Charlotte also follows him, laughing happily.

I rush to speak to everyone and urge them to follow after the Demon King.

But I'm not moving.

Well, well.

You're scared!

But if it doesn't work here, it'll be scarier.

"Smells like sweets."

"Freaky"

The sweet smell drifted from somewhere. Fished by it, Ares manifests herself.

As Neemia moved over Ares' head, Run entered the building.

"Look, I'd look bad if a famous adult had faked it with a toddler, wouldn't I?

"Shit, I don't have a choice..."

"Dear Alex, I will take the lead. When it comes to trouble..."

"Yes, yes, when it comes to trouble, they kill you before you get up. Let's just give up and go in."

"Ernea, it's as if you've become His Majesty's master, a dialogue that leads you to Nara with or without an opponent, isn't it?

"It's my fault."

A pale slatton in the face and Louvent trembling from his knees when he shudders, but he seems willing to try to protect his partner and husband from each other.

Listeer and Mr. Alex also had no choice but to follow and step out of the building as they trembled.

Just before entering the outhouse with everyone.

The spirits who had been gathering together to see me go indoors seemed a little sorry.

Apparently, the spirits are free to move in the courtyard and above the outer palace, but they can't even come in indoors.

Is it even stretched out in the junction?

I'm sorry, spirits.

The spirits wanted to play with me and Ares, didn't they?

But I have a case that needs to be prioritized.

I'll bring Priscia with me next, so be patient today. and apologize in my heart, while entering the outhouse.

"Where did the Demon King go?

Then, it seemed that the demon king's detachment governing a prosperous and rich country was spreading its magnificent sumptuous construction as expected.

The mysterious landscape outside is irrelevant when you go indoors.

Carpeted hallways that run everywhere. Columns and ceilings with detailed sculptures.

All the conditioning items lined up on the wall are super luxurious, and the glass windows overlooking the courtyard are clear without any cloudiness.

Hmm, this seems to borrow Mr. Alex's words...

It's luxurious and magnificent, but after all, it's just vainly decorated, and Ya (Miyabi) may be scarce.

Besides, I think.

I don't know, I don't think this flashy craftsmanship or decoration is a demon king's hobby.

The Demon King is dressed in extravagant costumes. But that's an identical outfit, not something nasty that exaggerates abundance, right?

With that in mind, the legendary carpenter, who probably would have worked on this building, may have misunderstood the purpose.

My suspicion seems to have been misplaced. [M]

That way, I guess? Is it this way? And lost, we finally reach the room where the Demon King is staying.

Or give me a proper guide!

No, I didn't tell the Demon King. It's a complaint to the toddlers who would have gone straight to this room without wanting to rely on the sweet smell.

To my sentiments, the Demon King says horrible things with his hips sinking in a lavish chair in vain.

"If you got lost, give me something I should have come this far in a straight line while eliminating obstacles. Hi, this outhouse is too luxurious to care about. If you are, can you find out my signs? I was just sending a replacement. You don't mind destroying it as long as you want, do you?

"No, no, I can't destroy such a luxurious outhouse."

"No, as far as I'm concerned, I'd like them to destroy it with force majeure.

"What is my force majeure!?

In front of the Demon King, men other than me became nervous and unable to move again.

Men who stand on the bar at the entrance to the room, staring at the lavish interiors and the dreaded demon king with a tense face.

Oh, man, this is trouble.

At this rate, we can't move on at all.

"Yes, you won't even make it to your feet. There you are, standing in the way. If you don't want to be eliminated, would you be happy to retire?

"Piggy."

Men occupying the entrance to the room while still standing on the bar. From behind it, Charlotte showed up with her tea in a basin.

Charlotte's words were uttered by everyone who couldn't move because of nervousness, but her eyes were somehow directed solely at Oz.

So, when Oz trembles, he slips out of my arm and runs into Niemia's side.

"You want some sweets?

"Wow, don't let Non be with you."

"Covered Covered"

"Knock."

Poor thing. To Neemia and Ares, Oz can't keep his majesty anymore.

Anyway.

Awesome from behind, Listeers enter the room as they draw their faces. And as Charlotte urged me, I get to my seat, threatened in the name of saying:

"Well, shall we talk?"

"Hehe, there's no poison in the tea, so feel free to"

"... absolutely, poisoned. Besides, they must have put it in just one of the handed out teas."

"Ernea, who wants to make the atmosphere of the place better or worse?

"Hmm, I want to make it better!

But the Listeers are getting so nervous that we have to get our hands on each other this way.

Regardless of Mr. Alex and Louvent, Listeer and Slutton aren't supposed to meet the Demon King for the first time. I thought so. This was the first time I ever met you in person like this!

Listeer taking big, deep breaths over and over.

But you don't have air in your chest, shallow breath. You're pale, and you're completely swallowed by the overwhelming presence of the Demon King and Charlotte.

The Demon King cuts himself out to talk about such a listeer.

"Are the gods there descendants of the fighting gods whom they used to talk about?"

"Oh, yes, it is. The Demon King knows the god of struggle of Mr. Alex's distant ancestors, doesn't he?

Mr. Alex and Luvent react perfectly to the word fighting god.

"I know, but I don't"

"What do you mean?

"I would have talked about it before. The Demons and the Divine Clan kept fighting. And when it comes to fighting gods, the strong without a shoulder who also made the demon general afraid. exaggerated, but because they didn't bump into each other from the front, I'm still alive, said to be the oldest demon, etc."

"Ugh."

You must have been really strong enough to be a giant demon king and call yourself a god of strife. And Mr. Alex is his descendant, isn't he?

to, and the Demon King smiled invincibly, blatantly showing Mr. Alex the Demon Sword "Seat of the Soul Spirit" on his hips.

"If you're calling yourself Descendants of the Fighting God, you know what this is? What do you say we take him back? Excellent opportunity to cross ancestors, though rolling in front of you?

Far thousands of years ago.

There is a demon general, the present demon king, whom the fighting gods have shot and leaked. Moreover, he carries on his hips a replication of the "rake" formerly owned by the fighting gods.

True, this is a great opportunity for Mr. Alex, isn't it?

Shit. I had my eyes full on all this Listeir stuff, and I lacked consideration for Mr. Alex and the Demon King!

But by the time I realized it was too late.

"Sire, play. It is not an occasion for His Majesty to wave the Devil's Sword himself. If I have to, I will."

Unlike us sitting in a chair, Luirala, a loyal minister of the Demon King, stood upright near the entrance to the room.

But that Luirala is pointing an invincible grin at Mr. Alex.

"I've been wondering, haven't I? People in the Divine Clan there, they seem to have a lot of good sword skills?

"Here, Luilara! Neither does the Demon King provoke anyone nervous."

I rush into arbitration. It was Louvent who stopped it.

"You weighed it, Lord Ernea? I didn't expect you to skilfully draw me or Master Alex into the Demonic Nation and try to disparage me this way!

"It's not, Luvent. Mr. Alex, this is a misunderstanding!

Oh, my God.

I was just shallow...

"Before the Demon King, the minister. Now, before Master Alex, let me deal with this for you. Let's mow Luirala's neck and show it to her!

Even though he said it was indoors, Louvent spread the wings of his buckwheat and back.

"Ha ha! Indoors, do you think you sealed these my wings!

No, I don't think so.

Or fold your wings!

"Sweet, very sweet. This Ruvent, it's not such a trinket to fit into this degree of measure!

No, no, because nobody's taking any measures or anything!

Please, stop rambling here!

But my thoughts were vain, and Luvent rose with his wings flapping.

Yes, blow up the luxurious outdoor ceiling with divine art!

Ahhhhhh!

Rikiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!

Rising from an empty hole in the ceiling to the sky, Louvent looks down at Louirala from above. And summoned countless throwing spears on hand.

"Come on, for dinner this evening, let me offer you the Demonic Skewer Grill"

No, no, no.

I don't even want to see Luirala skewered!

To the provocation from above, but Luilara had an invincible grin as she pulled out her hipster demon sword.