We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Shh! Why, people have it!

Sheliar stares at me with his hair upside down with maximum vigilance.

"Ugh, that's that one, isn't it? The Demon King has it..."

"You, Demon King!?

Apparently, not only Mr. Astel and Sheliar of the Devil Nation, but also Tris of the People, know this Devil's Sword. In the land of demons, you're still a famous demon sword.

And it was Astel who gave the look of heartfelt disgust among the three.

"Ha ha, Ernea, you're not a demon king. But you want me to think about what it means to own this?

Luilara looks mean, looking at Mr. Astel and Sheliar.

"No way, they also gave the soul spirit seat to the people in the fun half..."

From Sherrier's mouth, it seems there are other people besides me who have received the seat of the Soul Spirit without taking the Demon Throne?

"Wow. I didn't know you had it in you! You lied to him at the time!?

"Oz? No, no, I'm not cheating, am I? In the first place, I've even put it up for discussion among my family, and I just don't think Oz heard about it?

"Yeah, shut up!

Hi, as far as Oz's reaction is concerned, you sound like a long time old figure to the people who owned the seat of the Soul Spirit Sheliar called. And he's involved with a great demon king named Raykud Azun?

I'm also concerned about that area, but first let's turn our attention to the problem in front of us.

"Yeah, well, can I leave this one of mine here?

It can't be good, that's Mr. Astel's cry.

Screaming, or close to screaming.

Apparently, Mr. Astel doesn't like just looking at the soul spirit seat. He turns his face away from the seat of the soul spirit and keeps it out of sight.

"Right? But if I'm really going to take Louis Lara's advice, do I have to leave this here?

"Right. And, Ernea, you can't leave the soul spirit seat you left behind, can you? Will delivering the drop to Zhu Shan Palace help the Duke of Cats?

"Whew!? Seriously..."

You remembered something, Tris, and you rubbed your black arm, pale in the face.

"Damn, in people's minds, you mean threaten me or Astel!?

"No, no, Elnea, you're not threatening me, are you? And, see. Doesn't that have anything to do with Master Sherrier?

I don't know what Louis Lara is trying to say. But Sherrier seemed to soon realize.

Ping, raised his black triangular ear and narrowed his eyes.

"Right, it had nothing to do with me. I'm going to bed now. And then I don't know."

"Ah, Master Sheliar!

"Sheliar!? It's just you."

Then Mr. Astel chases Sheliar like he panicked.

Tris, you too, are starting to get warm. I'll ask you that, Tris.

"What do you mean?

"Master Sheliar is not Astel's minister or anything. So because Astel got into trouble, Sherrier didn't have to follow him."

"Oh, I see. So, Sherrier abandoned Mr. Astel?

"Oh yeah..."

Not to miss Sheliar from the room, and Astel chasing him around. But there's no way Mr. Astel, who only has general female physical abilities, can catch up with the Demon General Cat Demon Clan.

"Kuck. It's a punishment for deceiving me. Astel suffers too."

"I don't like it. If it's hard enough, take Sheliar on the road."

"Don't get me into trouble"

"Oh, and I can't stop you anymore..."

As I gave up, you, Tris, bystands the chase of people and cats.

Apparently, you're having a lot of trouble, too, Tris.

Nevertheless, I can't even leave it like this.

"Yep. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like Mr. Astel to respond to the demands of the giant Demon King. Otherwise, I'll be the demon king now."

"Whether you're the demon king or not, I know it."

"If it helps me just to sacrifice you, it's cheap."

Oh, my God!

Mr. Astel and Sherrier want my tragedy with their mouths shut.

But is it good?

"Um, I'm already used to it. You're gonna be with the Demon King, and I'm sure Charlotte's gonna be in the fight, right? When that happens, can you two stay in other HR..."

"Ki, you!? You're gonna make a scene on this land!

"No, no, I don't want to make a scene myself, do I?

"Charlotte is that laterally curly blonde, that extremely evil side of you!? No, don't. I'll create a powerful curse sword or whatever, so get the hell out of here."

"No, no, that's not going to happen either, is it? Anyway, I'm not a legendary carpenter, because they're telling me to bring Mr. Astel to rebuild the outhouse. I'm not going anywhere until Mr. Astel shakes his head vertically, am I?

"Kuru, in the power of the people"

Stop chasing me, Mr. Astel, and scold me with hatred.

But they won't come this way without darkness.

Apparently, the presence of the throne of the soul spirit is enormous.

"Sounds like you're close to that demon king or sidekick, huh? Besides, even if I get caught up in those people's wickedness, I'm flat out. I see, who deserves to have the seat of the soul spirit,"

And Sheliar was sighing deeply, too.

"Thank you for your time. Now build the outhouse that was requested by the Demon King, right? Oh, and! Thank you for the forbidden mansion. Everyone here likes it."

"Of the Embargo...? Right, was the owner of that mansion you? Say it quickly."

Speaking of which, it was a nearby toddler serving the true ruler of the Demonic Nation who ordered the Forbidden Mansion from Mr. Astel, wasn't it? If we had brought that up earlier, they would have found a connection between us and the true rulers of the Demon Clan at that point.

Apparently, Mr. Astel noticed.

I don't like it, even as I complained, he agreed to rebuild the outhouse.

"Pick me up, I'm coming to the woods"

Luirala bows down with all due respect.

Yeah, I wouldn't if I didn't like it.

Astel also looked sincerely disgusted with Louis Lara's disgust.

"Well, then, I've got some errands for Ernea. Our next destination is the Tianjin Mountains, where the magicians of the east live?

Slutton opens his mouth.

It was then. to do it, and Mr. Astel smiled as if he had come up with something wrong, and looked at you, Tris, as he let the cat's eyes shine.

"Tris, you go too."

"Yeah, I'll accompany these people too!?

I see. Because you're going to have a hard time, Tris. You're going to have a hard time, aren't you?

But, Tris, your reaction didn't seem to be what Mr. Astel expected.

"Seriously, I'm so glad?

"What?"

"Because, Master Astel. These people are dragon kings, like brave men or equal to demon kings, right? I'm so happy to be able to travel with those people?

"All right, there's nothing to talk about right now. You follow me too."

"Yeah eh!?

You're gonna have to laugh now, aren't you?

If I thought I was trying to harass you, Tris, I'd be delighted. Then undo it. Mr. Astel's tyranny frightened not only you, Tris, but everyone.

"Yeah. In the first place, it's gonna be a hassle like this one because you don't take your job seriously from the start. You go alone this time."

"Then, Sheliar. You're going to the Heavenly Mountains with Tris, aren't you?

"Nha!?

Apparently, Mr. Astel found a new toy.

Sheliar escapes when he finds out that his grumbling opponent has moved from you to himself, Tris. Mr. Astel chasing it again.

If there was Priscia here, she must have been happy to join the war.

Mm-hmm. Now you want to bring a toddler to see me.

Then Priscia would absolutely love the sherrier she looked like a cat, and I feel like she could counteract Mr. Astel's running away.

"I'm getting excited. Well, let's get ready."

And you, Tris, who decided to accompany us, walked out of the room in a light foothold.

Oh, boy. You said there was a lot going on tonight, but you're all good.

After this, Astel and Sherrier went on and on, forgetting our presence as customers.

And three times at a time. The mansion repeatedly disappeared and regenerated.

"Whoa, whoa. You can't beat me by fighting like that, can you?

"Damn, seriously strong!

The next day.

In the courtyard of your mansion, Slutton and Tris were crossing swords.

"You have a lot of nerve, but you can't have sword muscles. Think ahead and wield your sword."

"That's right, you're a valiant squire."

"You're telling me you're not a squire!

Cancer, and a slatton blow on your hips, you blow up like no other, Tris.

Mr. Astel and Sherrier, who were touring Slutton and Tris for a cup of tea, were laughing delightfully.

"So what is the situation with this? Lord Ernea, I'd like an explanation, if I may."

Louvent, who was similarly watching the matches, speaks of doubts. Luilara broke in from the side before I opened my mouth.

"Ha. That's the Heavenly Nation. Bird-like head, huh? I thought I said so. [M] This is already a long way from Dragon Peak. So you can't fly as easily as you've ever done."

Yes, we have run errands from the Demon King and are finally headed to the Heavenly Mountains in search of an eastern magician.

And Mr. Astel and Sheliar also decided to travel to the kingdom of the giant demon king to rebuild the reluctantly but detached palace.

But as Luilala said, if the dragons fly cheaply on this land, there could be a lot of problems. So this is how we wait for the dragon tribe to fly but not for a noticeable night, until the sun sets.

But I had my doubts, too.

"So, what about these servants who weren't there last night?

"Oh, they come every day from a nearby village."

Ignoring what a bird head is and Luigara stuffing Louvent, I'm here to wipe my sweat, Tris. Turn my consciousness to you.

"Nearby, there's a hidden village of people. Everyone's there."

"Isn't it hard to go through it every day? Why aren't you living in it?

"Because, you see... You don't want to get into a big fight like last night, do you?

"Ah......"

Sherrier blowing up your mansion every fight. If you lived in a place like that, you wouldn't have enough lives.

"Well, there are a lot of other circumstances. Simply put, that's the place."

The servants who came to the mansion in the morning were very surprised to see us.

And he was blooming about a series of big explosions last night.

Listeer who sees it leaks her puffiness and thoughts.

"I don't know, you feel odd. Actually, I didn't really feel it when Elnea told me about the Demon Nation. The Demonic community thought it was a more ruthless and horrible world. But when I experience it on my own, I feel like it's not much different from the country of people."

But, Tris, you denied what Listeer thought.

"No, I'm not mistaken. The demonic world sucks."

That's what I said, Tris. Your eyes had an unprecedented strong hatred.

"Master Sheliar tells me that the Divine and Heavenly are hostiles, get rid of them. I hate not only the Divine and Heavenly tribes, but also the Demons. Because of them, my village..."

Ri, and let the hatred roll, Mr. Tris.

But those eyes could never be directed at Mr. Astel or Sherrier.

So, I'm sure.

"You're a good man, Tris. Because while I say I don't like the Demons, they seem to make a good distinction from their loved ones."

"Master Astel is a benefactor of life. So whatever Astel may be, I will risk my life to protect him. Besides, Master Sherrier owes me a debt of gratitude."

I'm sure you, too, Tris, did all the hard work to get the life you're living. And I guess I'll continue to protect Mr. Astel and live with Sheliar through a lot of ordeal.

"We're friends, so you can talk to me about anything you need to get in trouble with, okay?

"Thank you, Mr. Elnea. But I just don't want to be involved in the seat of the soul spirit..."

Apparently, the inhabitants here were so disgusted by the seat of the soul spirit.

Tris, we laughed at your disgusting expression.