We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Now, why did you choose a carriage journey down the street instead of the help of Niemia, a safe and fast way to get around?

If we did Niemia a favor, we could have stolen the Devil's eyes and quickly arrived in the Heavenly Mountains.

But we, or I didn't make it any better.

Because.

Revive the Sacred Sword of the Brave Listeer. As important a role as that is, I am on this journey.

Currently, the border of the Kingdom of Arms is under threat from the Evil Nation. I was searching for the whereabouts of Micheira, who traveled west of the embargo to counter the evil threat. [M]

To be honest, resurrecting the Holy Sword cannot counter the Evil Clan. Anyway, it's a creepy species that even withstood that Mistral and Teru attack.

There's no way you can confront such a horrible species with the degree of the curse sword created by the people, even though it is the Holy Sword.

That's why it's not a listaire, but even I, this journey west is important.

That's it...

"Hey, chickenshit. Because it's your fault, right?

"Chicken bastard, let me give you a big look this time. However, for this (this time) lapse, I suppose it's Lord Slutton's fault, not mine?

"Oh, my God, you bastard!

"Oh man, this is it, so the people..."

Slutton and Luvent, of course, are the ones who have been making noise in the barn since just now.

We have been captured by the Demon Clan of alarm as the central figure in the disturbance in the Devil's Capital.

Well, if that bothered you, you could have escaped. But if you ran away on that spot, you'd be in a state of interrogation ever since.

Even though it is a difficult journey, I want to avoid any further difficulties.

So I honestly got caught...

"Hey, Mr. Alex. Is Luvent always in this condition? Even in the village where Mr. Alex lives, there are people's slaves and traveling merchants, right?

"I'm so sorry my squire bothered you"

We were all in a bundle and put in a moldy prison.

At the heart of that prison, Slutton and Luvent are still arguing, and Listeir grows up in the corner as if they were frightened.

Tris, for some reason, you were also calm by keeping your back in an iron lattice, looking used to it.

And I tried to talk to Mr. Alex, who had settled down even in this situation, while he shut up to the two of us.

"Luvent grew up on my side more than he did at a young age. But if it was meant to be, Louvent wasn't supposed to be elected my exclusive squire."

The Divine Nation also has a long life span, like the Demon Nation. But the Heavenly People who serve the Divine Nation do not have as much longevity as their masters.

Of course, it's longer than a human race or something, but still, it seems that eighty to a hundred years old is the life expectancy of the Heavenly Nation.

In doing so, Alex of the Divine Nation is over a hundred years old, and Louvent of the Heavenly Nation has grown up watching Alex, who is so much older than himself.

"Though it is a sacred empire where the majesty of the emperor goes all the way. In fact, there are constant problems, just like your country and the land of the demons. And in the neighborhood where we live. Those parents and two brothers lost their lives in the vortex of those disturbances. That matter, too, is the result of my injustice..."

Although Mr. Alex now lives secluded on the border. If you follow your ancestors, you are a clean descendant, connected to the legendary fighting god that there is no stranger in the divine tribe.

And it was the family of Luvents who had served the children of the fighting gods for generations.

But Louvent's parents and two older brothers lost their lives during a disturbance on the border.

So you think Luvent, who was the third son, is going to take up the position of full-time employee of Alex, the main man?

"Since I was a kid, I know that that one looked at me like I admired it. And even after the unfortunate events, he became my full-time squire. That past word and deed also leads to deep loyalty to me and pride as a squire if I follow the original. So no offense to Louvent..."

Yes, that's the problem, isn't it?

Luvent is not a bad heavenly race. It's just that it's flawed (not) in the balls that you don't take into account the words a little bit, or that you lift Mr. Alex too much.

And don't feel like Mr. Alex has a cause, too.

Mr. Alex knows a lot about Louvent from his childhood. And somehow, during a remorseful commotion, I let Louvent's body die.

I think it's because of that past that Mr. Alex understands what Luvent is saying and doing, but still overlooks it sweetly.

And then, yeah.

Is it a country-specific, sweet feeling of life within you?

At the border, we often know the faces and names of all the people who live there. Moreover, not only the neighbors, but also the occasional familiar merchants, know the villagers deeply.

And when someone gets married and has kids, everyone takes care of them. When someone gets old and disabled, we all care for them. In doing so, the people who live there and all those who visit them become more conscious of themselves with family-like connections.

... and I think it was in an old story book.

Well, I'm not sure that's true either.

If we've all lived like family in a settlement on the border, Louvent's slightly troubled words and behavior also create an tolerance of "forgiveness because it's within you" and "taking a big look because you're a well-informed person," right?

In doing so, Louvent's ideas and tones become fixed as he grows up.

So, it looks like this.

And ho, and shrugged his shoulders to me, Mr. Alex was apologizing on behalf of Luvent.

"So, what are we going to do?

Come on, you're sick and tired of Slutton and Luvent's argument, Listea, who can forgive you both.

While doing so, I saw us not feeling particularly problematic about the situation.

"Hmm, depends on Louis Lara?

I answer such a listaire lightly.

I'm sure Mr. Alex is convinced that if he cares about it, he'll get out as easily as this.

Tris, even for you, since your husband is Mr. Astel, the Duke of Cats, you think he's going to be released any day?

And I was left to Luilala, who wasn't here. [M]

We were the only ones caught and Luirala was not held captive.

What this means is that the demons of policing also noticed the family crest of the carriage.

And if it's Louis Lara, she'll probably hang it up there and let us go.

Luirala also seems to be someone with a territory in the countryside, sweet for the person he recognizes as his body and companion.

And we're Luilara's people!

"Convenient, huh?

"It's my fault, Niemia!

I laughed at Neemia as she glanced at her face from her nostrils.

We've been in captivity for a while. Even so, it hasn't been that long.

When you started thinking it was time you were hungry.

Something tells me there are multiple signs at the entrance to the prison.

I don't know, asking how it was, a good demon clan of his own showed up in a wet prison.

"Hey, who's the Dragon King in this?

The well-dressed demons say as they observe me, Listea and Slutton, the people, and you, Tris, in turn.

Apparently, Louis Lara moved as expected.

There is a dragon king in this chamber, and that is the people. Oh, my God, you won't know unless Louis Lara tells you.

By the way, Mr. Alex is a Divine and Ruvent is a Heavenly Nation, so he doesn't seem to be in the eyes of the Demon Nation from the beginning.

The eyes of all those who were in the house gathered on me to ask the demonic questions.

When I name him honestly, I'm the only one who gets out of the house.

"You're the only one who's sloppy, huh?

"So Slutton's out, too? But why don't you run some errands for me?

Why was I the only one called in?

It's not just Slutton, it makes us all go around thinking. And they all came to the same conclusion, all of them out of sight of me.

"Ernea has been sacrificed..."

"Listaire, what are you talking about!?

What a joke, I am prompted by the Demons to leave prison.

Then there was a fine carriage parked at the entrance to a robust penal facility that did not deserve a place.

When I was given a ride without explanation, the carriage shook me to my destination.

Upon arrival was the majestic Castle of the Demon King, built in the heart of the Devil's Capital.

I wondered if they would follow me to Zhu Shan Palace.

Well, the true ruler of the Demon Nation isn't going to intervene any more in the little commotion that happened in the Demon Capital.

So the jurisdiction of the Devil's Capital's noise is going to be the Demon King?

Proceed along a corridor arranged on top of it, surrounded by demons.

Then he was led to a fine room.

"Hi, Mr. Elnea. Earlier."

"Hey, Louis Lara. Thanks, huh?"

In the reception room, there was already the appearance of Luilara.

And the other two.

One is a young looking man who seems nice.

There are splendid horns growing with curves drawn from the back of both ears to the back, or sharp horns present on the elbows and knees, but they invite me in with a soft waist.

And I was spoken to casually.

"I spoke to Sir Ruirala. Are you close to His Highness the Golden Chancellor who serves His Majesty the Demon King of the Giants?"

"I wonder if you're close...? I don't know, I feel like it's just a one-sided mess.

"It's proof that he likes it when he feels comfortable with you."

"Maybe, you know Charlotte?

"Yes, because I used to work under him a long time ago."

Well, this demon tribe is a former Charlotte subordinate, and now you work pulled out by the demon kings of this country.

That means...!

Um, definitely.

You're not the only one, you demon.

I'm sure it's a demon general or something.

I exchanged words with ease as I was invited, but I'd better not be alarmed.

"Your Majesty, an example boy."

And the old man, voiced by that young looking demon tribe, is still...

An old grandfather with a long stretched white beard. That's my first impression.

But the signs of letting it drift are still incredible compared to the demons around there.

A loose outfit, a wand that looks good on Grandpa. From anywhere in it, you can hear the warmth that you don't think of as the king of demons who prefer violence and destruction. Even so, the eyes peering under the same white, long eyebrows as the mustache were compelling enough to yield the opponent.

Well, it doesn't make sense to me.

Old Sleighsta, the giant Demon King, and Charlotte are many times more powerful.

"Well, I didn't know you couldn't even move in my demonic eye. I see, a man like Sir Ruirala."

Apparently, those eyes were demonic eyes!

And I see you're still hearing information about me from Luilara.

The Demon King still kept staring at me for a while without erasing the pressure of his eyes.

The demon clan of young appearances, Luilala, and my three watch the next word and deed of the demon king silently.

What the hell are you trying to do by calling me here?

No way!

As punishment for a rampage in the Devil's Capital, you won't be pushed for weird claims or impossible challenges!?

We can't afford time, so we can't be the devil's king, can we?

But contrary to my expectations, the Demon King cut out his words in a calm tone.

"According to Sir Luirala, he was given the seat of the Soul Spirit without taking the throne of the Demon King."

"Yeah...... Yes."

Confirm Luilara once and snort carefully at me.

And I felt like I was being urged, so when Ares showed up, I asked him to give me the soul spirit seat.

"... undoubtedly, the same thing as Nong et al. Apparently, Sir Ruirala's story is something worthy of trust."

After observing the Soul Spirit throne in my hand, the Demon King narrowed his eyes as he rubbed his white beard.

Apparently, the Demon King wanted to see the seat of my soul spirit in order to ascertain the sincerity of the explanation I received from Louis Lara.

Perhaps when I entered the room, the young demons told me about Charlotte to see if I was really close to Charlotte or the giant Demon King.

Anyway, apparently, I was recognized as the person Luilara described. [M]

….

It's not weird, is it?

How did Luilara explain me?

Just wondering, happy or unhappy, I could know the answer.

"Great. Then, admit their business dealings in our country. Instead, don't give me any more problems."

Oh, I see. I recall.

This is a demonic country in the west of the small embargo where Mr. Astel lives. Is the demon king who rules the country called the "Wise Old Demon King"?

I mean, they made a wise decision that it would be better for the country to leave early than to give us a little.

But I'm neglected by the Demon King... Luilala, you talked about me with your tail on, didn't you?

Later, let's also complain along with thanks! And as I toured my thoughts, I accepted the Demon King's offer with pleasure.

Except there's the Demon King. I don't do anything to make this meal any easier.

"Are they going for the Heavenly Mountains? Then watch out for the fairy demon king."

"And say?

I have a bad feeling about it.

I swallow and listen back.

The Demon King stared at the western sky far from the window and continued with his mouth.

"Apparently, his next target is beyond the Heavenly Mountains."

"What!?

Fairy demon king thing, demon king kushalila.

Kushalillah was once in the dark in our hometown trying to spread the prints east of Dragon Peak.

But the conspiracy was also thwarted by me, Listeer, and the demon kings of Sleighsta and the giants.

But apparently Kushalila's ambitions hadn't stopped.

Next, beyond the Heavenly Mountains?

This means that we are targeting the cultural area of the people that exists far west, and the center of the temple religion, the temple city!?

The shock confession stunned me when I lost my spare time. [M]