We Live in Dragon’s Peak

In the end, the activated spirits continued to make noise until night.

Thanks to this, the outhouse, which should not have a new building room, seems unbroken to see.

Because of me?

It's my fault.

The free, casual will of the spirits, who are not ruled by anyone, cannot be stopped by me, who is neither King of Spirits nor a spiritual artist.

If I could stop you, I guess it's Priscia or Ares.

Priscia's leaving a message, and instead of quenching what a fuss Ares is, we were playing together.

Yeah, this catastrophe wasn't my fault!

"Your Majesty, when is the first time you've slept under the stars?

"Once a hundred years, it's not bad as a pastime."

"Ku, Nojuku hasn't been around that long... I'm sorry."

So you're the demon king who rules the land of the mighty demons. The situation of wild accommodation in ruins without roofs and walls is unlikely first.

If you were out on some errand, the men under your command would take care and offer you a place where the Demon King can rest.

It's not bad sometimes, though, is it?

Besides, this is a mysterious land.

Looking up, there was another fantastic view different from during the day.

Flipping over the calm lake, the sky is spreading everywhere like it was pasted into the sky.

The twinkles of the stars far overhead sway as if they were sinking at the bottom of the water, and spirits gleaming as pale as fluorescent fire fly between the lakes of the sky and the earth.

And when the autumnal clear wind blows through, he leaves a sweet leftover incense in his nostrils.

"Because of this, you guys should take your time here this evening."

"Yes. … excuse me"

No, after I've disturbed you enough already, huh?

"Are you crazy?

Ares distracts you and distributes sweets and tea to everyone.

Ares, you were even collecting tea!?

"So let's hear the requirements again"

Receiving tea from Ares, the Demon King sat back in a lavish chair spared the damage and returned to the subject of the day.

I also receive alcohol from Ares and sit back in the right place.

... I don't know, why am I the only alcoholic!?

"Your toy's gone?

"Then I should have given alcohol to the Demon King and the Chancellor..."

As I lower my back to the ground, so does Slutton, who looks exhausted.

Apparently, the spiritual diagram Thick Slutton prioritized fatigue over a situation called in front of the Demon King.

Potential weather, or idiotic, is not like such a slatton. Serious Listeer and Mr. Alex still stand up as bewildered. But he finally sat down, prompted by me.

Louvent?

He's still fainting.

Well, that would be better because the conversation would go fine, wouldn't it?

Oz, too, is turning his eyes and flipping.

By the way, Luirala is upright immovable beside the Demon King.

This one, too, you don't have a choice. On these occasions, Luirala is a loyal minister of the Demon King.

By the way, Charlotte disappeared somewhere pretentious, anticipating everyone settling in.

"Again, let me apologize. My squire is bothering you..."

Alex was the first of us to cut it out.

Try to put in a deep apology for Louvent's offensive disrespect. But it was the demon king himself who controlled it with his hands.

"No need for an apology. No sardine can bow his head to the people of God. If you drool in front of each other, know it's just before you die."

In other words, the Divine and Demonic only break their knees to their opponents in exchange for life.

And the fact that Mr. Alex and Luvent are still alive in this situation, that's all the Demon King is dealing with, right?

Demon-like extraction, but Mr. Alex was caressing his chest relieved by the considerations put down by the Demon King.

"So, let me introduce myself again. My name is Listener of the Brave."

The next person to speak up was Listeer.

Apparently, you've finally regained just a little bit of your normal mind.

Well, visit around the evening, 'cause it's already night.

If Listeer had a strong mental capacity, she would have had enough time to recover.

Nevertheless, the tension never seems to be completely resolved, and the voice is still up.

Still, I could explain it in my own mouth, from introducing myself to visiting requirements.

"Ho, you think the sacred sword of the people is broken?

The Demon King shows interest by raising his eyebrow butt only slightly to the story of Listeir.

"Let me see."

"Ha! Listeir, you can't give the Demon King the Holy Sword!

"What?"

But it was too late!

Even if it's broken, Listea has the holy sword on her hips. So, Listea pulls the broken holy sword out of her sheath and shows it to the Demon King. The Demon King took it away!

Oh, the Holy Sword is a crisis of utter destiny!

On my head, the tragedy in the kingdom of Yortenitos passes.

The treasure balls embedded in the sceptre of the Great Temple were crushed by the Demon King, that tragedy.

"Oh, boy, that's more worrisome."

But the Demon King never shattered the jewel of the Holy Sword.

The demon king observes the main body of the holy sword, which has been broken mid-blade, and the bright red treasure balls that have been caught in the bamboo.

"I see. For a man-made curse sword, it makes quite a bit of it. Nevertheless, it is a spell sword. But this treasure ball seems to build up a lot of strength. From what I can see, it's not one or two curses, is it?

"Yes. Historical braves have infused a curse on treasure balls when they inherit the Holy Sword"

"Oh, yeah!

That's the Demon King. When the identity of the Holy Sword was the Spell Sword, I could see perfectly.

I was surprised Listea was spotted, too, but there doesn't seem to be any upset.

Good. Thanks to what I taught you beforehand, right?

The magician says he will produce a cursed weapon that will be a masterpiece in his lifetime.

But the Holy Sword, not only the producers, but the brave men of history kept focusing on the treasure balls.

If you ask me, I mean the Co-Produced Spell Sword of the Braves.

"Show me your broken spell sword."

"Mine?

Speaking of which, the curse sword I got smashed the moment I sent the dragon chi, didn't it?

Pass the wretched curse sword to the Demon King, where the pattern and some of the violin have remained only a little.

"Hmm, dust."

"Ahhh!

A demon king who throws away his curse sword.

Whatever it is, it's terrible!

"Elnea, what's the difference between their cursed sword and this holy sword?

"What, no?

Well, the power itself is different.

But it's not in the same category as a spell sword, is it?

"Hmm, isn't it? I wonder about the power of the producer, the quality of the treasure balls?

Even for weapons and tools with a curse, there are advantages and disadvantages. Besides, there are many kinds of treasure balls, too.

"That's right. This holy sword is a valuable treasure that can be picked from the Jade Springs. But the treasure balls embedded in their cursed swords are cheap."

"Difficult..."

That's why you don't have to throw it away the moment you receive it.

"So why is the cursed sword crushed and the holy sword broken?

"Mm-hmm? The Holy Sword broke in a mock fight with Mr. Alex, didn't it? Age deterioration or Mr. Alex being too strong..."

"You fool. To that extent, a sword embedded with the jewels of Jade Springs is broken."

"And say...?

Well, the reason the Holy Sword broke is that there are other things that exist?

And what does that have to do with my curse sword smashing?

"In detail, remember. What was happening when they crushed the spell sword more?

"Yeah, I sent Dragon Qi to the Spell Sword with all my might in an effort to stop Luvent's rampage. Because I thought if I didn't, I wouldn't be able to stop Louvent from attacking the Heavenly Nation."

But the results are as you can see.

I thought the spell sword was defective.

But apparently not.

"If you have a cup"

Ares gave me alcohol for some reason. Of course, I'm not wearing my mouth. Because I get drunk.

So, I remember a long time ago.

When I was still immature.

Mistral told us about dragon qi and dragon power by analogy to the alcohol story, didn't he?

Alcohol can be addictive if you drink too much. In other words, you first knew then that dragon qi would be debilitated if used or depleted with darkless arrow cod.

Yes, the cause of the debilitation was that the drinking vessel, or dragon power, was so small at the time that it repeatedly depleted and restored dragon qi.

And that's where I somehow notice.

"Maybe you couldn't stand my spell sword?

Speaking of which, even the temple of Kyouo broke its axe.

I just sent a small amount of dragon chi then.

"Appropriate uses and limitations exist for every object. If you liken the example of him earlier to alcohol, yes. It's like throwing a giant rock in a glass of booze."

"Wow!

You should pour alcohol into a glass for alcohol. There, I threw a boulder that was neither liquid nor pebble.

Well, the curse sword that serves as a vessel will shatter!

"... you mean? Could it be that you can no longer stand the curse with the Holy Sword in it, and it's broken?

"The treasure balls belong to Jade Springs. Not crumbling to this extent. But the sword itself was unbearable."

"I see!"

We seem to have made a big mistake.

The reason the Holy Sword broke was not because of Listea or because of Mr. Alex.

The Holy Sword, which has been under the curse of the brave men of history, was destined to break sooner or later, wasn't it?

"It takes. This is a masterpiece. On the contrary, I didn't know it would exceed the toleration of the Holy Sword. You're the bravest man of all time."

Slutton slapped me on the back with a grand slap, and the upside down listeer.

But Listea's expression is bright when she finds out the clear cause, and that the evil deed is not the cause.

"Bye. Now, if you train a sword worthy of new power, can the Holy Sword be resurrected? Um, should I ask the eastern mage?

"Ho, with the eastern magician?

"Speaking of which, don't you know the Demon King, about the magicians of the East?

who supposedly entrusted the Holy Sword to the First King of Arms.

Mage of the East.

We came to see the Demon King to find out the exact location.

And I also want to know how Armuad and Yortenitos crossed the demonic kingdom at the time.

"Bad Boy in the Arms and Nose-dropping Kid in Yortenithos? Not that I don't know. Anyway, it was Charlotte who instigated (or was it) over Dragon Peak."

"You're that big nuisance demon!

"Yes, may I summon you"

Then Charlotte moved into space.

Bring a fancy meal!

"Thank you, Mr. Elnea, will you? If I hadn't advised you, Elnea, your country would not have existed."

"Damn, right...... So, what did you say to the two of us at the time?

"Yes, if you enter the mountain from the north of Dragon Peak, it will be an easy journey"

"You're just lying!

Speaking of northern Dragon Peak, isn't it the Dragon Cemetery that hesitates to enter not only the Dragon Nation, but also the Young Dragon Nation!

Yeah, but, yeah. Convinced.

With the twin brothers traveling north of Dragon Peak, Yortenithos got to know the Dragon King. And because I traveled through difficulty, I was recognized by the Dragons and Dragons to help me crusade the King of Decaying Dragons.

"Speaking of which, though. Your Majesty, I remember those two were helping you, too?

"I was just playing to get Vastrade in trouble. Damn, I remember. That was it, that was funny."

"Really? Were Armuard and Yortenithos also molested by the two of you? Poor thing..."

I don't know who Vastrade is. Well, you shouldn't even leave it in your biography.

The giant demon king and his belly flirting journey would have been hard and hard already.

When I think about the mood of the two of us at the time (my tits), I want to feel sorry for them too.

"Say what. Thanks to us, they were able to safely cross the demonic nations."

"I was playing with the two of them, making noise all over the place, right?

"Hehe. Ernea, aren't you guys about to go west following the reverse procedure of the day?

"Ha, shit!

The fact that I've talked to these two means you couldn't have stuck one foot in a ploy to make them patrol!

Oh, the ordeal of the brave continues.

"and their struggles."

"Difficult..."