We Live in Dragon’s Peak

The more I saw, the stranger he was.

A slightly thin body. Only the arm looks tough, even though it seems unreliable at first glance.

Or uncomfortable with the presence of both arms.

Both arms of pitch black feel as inorganic as pottery. Yet both hands firmly held the Divine Sword and the Devil's Sword.

Is that it?

Man with both arms in pitch black?

Or, if you look closely, young man?

"You're a face I don't see around here. I'm not from the village. So, you're the assassin! Right, those are your unleashed assassins too!?

"Yes? Hey, wait a minute!

I don't know what a young man with both arms of pitch black is talking about.

Yet the young man came here to slaughter without question.

I know you're brave, but you're outnumbered by many, no matter how much. Besides, there are some brave men over here.

But the youth don't hesitate to jump.

From out of time, a young man waving a divine sword in his right hand. Then, on the orbit of the sword that has been wielded out, the remnants of the white blade remain. And the white blade was released towards this way.

"Huh, that one!?

Now Mr. Alex is surprised. But those who fall behind in hostility do not exist in this face.

"Shiraku"

Slutton pulls out his long sword. Nevertheless, I do not act foolishly to take an unknown move directly from the front. Flaunt the impending white blade and intercept the delayed impending black-armed youth.

We avoid the blade without difficulty, too.

Even the black-armed young man doesn't seem to think this level of moves will work this way. I'm not surprised they've all dodged me, and I bump a sword with Slutton.

In the woods at night, a sharp slashing noise sounds.

"You don't have a genre of swordsmanship, you're a fighter-killer. But don't you think swordsmanship will work for me to that extent?

"What do you think?

Slutton, if you bark too badly, stop because this one looks like a bad guy, okay?

Though, on second thought, maybe we're more intruders.

However, a black-armed young man has not been determined to be the guardian of the land.

And this reckless attack.

Though the difference in power is obvious, there is plenty of fighting without hesitation.

What that means...

"Ares!

"It's up to you"

"Huh!

Again, it was an unexpected appearance.

All consciousness is for black-armed youth. Poke through that gap and a new sign arises behind you. At the same time, the cat squeals.

It's not Neemia!

A strange black cat was glowing behind our backs at some point.

Ares creates a junction with the art of spiritual trees. Neemia also stretches the line. I, too, send dragon air to the wooden knife of the spirit tree to expand the boundaries. Mr. Alex was responding, too.

Strict junctions so heavily applied sealed the unintentional strike to no complete skin.

"Ku. In addition to the divine and heavenly tribes, even the spirits who are unidentified. Ha. Tris, we're leaving here."

"Ugh!? Master Sheliar's magic has been sealed. Seriously."

The young man who was crossing the sword with Slutton was seriously surprised. And the black cat that suddenly appeared behind us was amazed at our responsiveness.

But that wasn't the end of the chain of surprises.

Did the black cat speak people's language?

No, no, I'm not surprised to that extent.

But the unexpected surprise me for a different reason.

"Nah! Master Sheliar!? Um, Black Clawed Demon General, Master Sherrier?

"Mm-hmm. Are you Azumi's Oz?"

"Oh, why is it so awesome with Azuma"

Even Oz who saw the black cat is surprised, and the black cat who found the oz is even more surprised.

"Does Oz know that demon?

"Niemia, that demon tribe, you mean the black cat?

"That's right. To the Demon Clan."

"Yeah, you're not a warcraft like Oz, are you?

"Yeah, you idiot. Non is a great demon. And don't keep him with the lowlife demons around."

"Was it a demon general? Does that mean the demon king's subordinate?"

"That Sheliar is from the great Great Demon King, Laikood Azn..."

"Yeah, no, you stupid Oz. Don't say anything extra."

The demon clan who looked like a black cat, Oz, stared at by Sheliar, is frightened and hardened.

I see, that's how amazing the Demons are. Let me ask you something more later.

But before that!

"Yes, Slutton and the youth there, lay down your swords! Is that who you are? In the capital of the Dragon King, you're the black-armed young man who saved Mr. Sefina from the demonic Risen, right?

"Dragon King's Capital? I don't know about that, but if Risen does..."

"Fight in the fighting subjects, of the seemingly thin demon clan"

"Oh, that's him! Are you inside that woman!?

To my question, Mr. Tris, the black-armed young man whose hand stops.

You also understand that Slutton is not in a hostile relationship by listening to our conversation, Tris, who has become defenseless, will not chase you, but will take a distance and ask how you are doing.

"Good. I'm surprised they attacked me all of a sudden. But we're not enemies, are we?

"Hmmm...... What do you think, Master Sherrier?

Tris, there's nothing more hostile about you. [M]

He must be a good man to draw his sword so lightly just because of my story.

The Black Cat Demon Clan, Sheliar, stares at Oz, thinking about it for a while.

This one is thoughtful like a demon general, or doesn't look alarmed.

He's a cute black cat at first glance, but he must be so much stronger.

"What brings you here?

"Yeah, the legendary carpenter has business."

"The legendary carpenter?

"Ha, ha, excuse me for this, Master Sheliar. He was making a little mistake."

"Mm-hmm. You're sure, Titan's Demon King's Hip Wipes"

"Yes, it's Luilara. See, you're not a suspicious person at the point where I'm accompanying you, are you?

"You're the only one who's suspicious."

"Luilara is the same rating everywhere you go, isn't it?

"Terrible, Ernea, you are"

Nevertheless, if Luilara is the intermediary and the story goes on, I'll take care of it.

Luilala greets Sheliar with humility. Even if you look at it, you can hear that this black cat is quite a demon tribe.

"He is Elnea the Dragon King. I got a request from His Majesty, and I did it. I'm the water conductor."

"A human race, yet a dragon tribe title?

"Yes, let me follow you around. First, I want to see the Duke of Cats"

"Go home!

"Ha, ha. Have you been rejected?"

"Luilara, you're not helping at all!

I just introduced myself and was instantly told to go home.

We're losing our way back. [M]

Nevertheless, you can't honestly go home here.

And you, Tris, did Sherrier a favor not to return us from certain thoughts.

"You have the title Dragon King? So, what did I just say about the Dragon King's capital, your capital?

"Yeah, am I the lord for once?

"Awesome!

Tris asked me to shake your hand with both hands.

I get swallowed up by the momentum and shake hands honestly.

"After all, you didn't throw people away too!

Oh, all of a sudden, the language's polite.

"Oh, yeah. But I think it's better that way than me. He's a brave man."

"Hey, what--! You're a brave man! Wow, wow."

I'm excited for you, Mr. Tris.

At the end of the day, he turns around with a hot handshake with everyone.

Sheliar was also frightened at this, and he sighed blatantly.

"Dear Sheliar. If these people can help me, I'm sure we can get rid of those evil dragons too!

"So evil dragon!?

That evil dragon I encountered in the Forbidden Land is too much for my head.

No way, there are evil dragons in this land too!?

"No, that's tough. Evil Dragon, that's dangerous, isn't it? Elnea, why don't you cooperate with me as dragon king?

to do it, and a grin Luilara.

I don't know, this naughty grin.

"Hey, what do you think of Niemia?

"Nha? We should work together."

"Mm-hmm. Why are you taking Louis Lara's side?

"It's my fault."

"Wow, she's a kitten like Master Sheliar"

"Nah."

No, no, this child is an ancient dragon tribe of the same ancient species as Evil Dragon.

Nevertheless, thanks to Sheliar, the demon tribe of the talking black cat, it's nice to talk about Niemia's presence being honestly accepted.

"An evil dragon? I have only knowledge by book, but I hear that that is an evil and horrible dragon. We do have Lord Niemia and Lord Ernea here, but can we be fat?"

"Hmm, you can drop your neck while you're feeding on the Divine and Heavenly tribes"

"Oh, my God, you demons are all nasty."

"Don't tell me, Heavenly Times"

"Yes, Louvent, suppress your remarks"

"Yes, yes, Master Sheliar, calm down"

I'll watch out for Ruvent, and you'll forgive Sheliar, Tris.

Sounds like we could be friends, huh?

"An evil dragon? It's about time I defeated the Dragon Clan and wanted the title of Dragon King."

"No, no, Slutton. If you defeat the Dragon Clan, you won't be the Dragon King if you win the title of Dragon Killer, right?

"Well, good. But if we're gonna do something about it, we're gonna need reconnaissance, right? Let's see how it goes first. And if you can defeat it, defeat it, if you can't, run away."

We all agreed to Slutton's proposal.

Apparently, Tris, you and Sherrier know the legendary carpenter. Well, if you sell me a favor here, I might be able to talk to you later.

That's why we went carefully through the dark woods with Sheliar's guide, aiming behind the woods where the evil dragon descended.

"There have been dragons in this forest."

"Wow, Rotten Dragon..."

"After all, Ernea, you're just a dragon king, and you know rotten dragons, right?

"Mr. Tris, I don't need a word of respect. And Rotten Dragon would have defeated him several times."

Not exactly, I'm not on my own.

But you got excited again, Tris.

"Awesome!

"Tris, this is annoying."

"Excuse me, Master Sheliar..."

And then I get pissed off and put my head on by the leading Sheliar.

Apparently, you're a vibrant and motivated young man, Tris.

We have a lot more to ask, but let's focus on the Evil Dragon first.

Kill the signs and proceed carefully through the woods.

Speaking of which, Tris, I wonder how you and Sherrier were completely erasing the signs?

Let's ask this later, too.

I'm very concerned!

Now proceed without a pine light fire, including vigilance.

Progress is slow, but safety comes first.

Besides, my eyes still have good vision.

Do you also see the darkness in the leading sherriers, and the chair goes on?

Conversely, is Luvent completely out of sight, hitting his head on a branch, or crashing into a tree?

Could it be that Luvent is on his feet...?

That's what worries me. Sheliar's going to the back of the woods.

This too, maybe...

I wonder if Sheliar is really going to make Luvent look bad if he has to.

So, you're bringing him here with you?

Please, may my evil push be wrong.

"It's time for his senses. Be careful."

Sheliar sends out an alert.

When we kill the signs more carefully, we even proceed with the sound of rubbing our clothes.

I'm afraid there's going to be a leak in the beat that bounces around me.

Evil Dragon and us. Which finds signs first.

If the Evil Dragon notices first, it will be a fierce battle without refusal. But that's all I want to avoid.

Luckily, this one's a bunch of strong guys, and he's good at killing signs.

If evil dragons aren't vigilant, they must be fine.

But the roar of the dragon echoed into the forest at night, as if to laugh at our meticulous attention.

"Yes, sir. Hide-and-seek is a failure. Gentlemen, please come out."

"I don't know, it's not the evil dragon, it's Lily. Huh!!

Listeer and Alex, and Tris, my penetration sounded vain and empty as you were frightened.