We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Listeir, the legendary brave man who revived the sacred sword of fire and brought back yet another great sword.

And attracted at the same time as a glorious return, great work.

And the names of the brave men and their companions shall be called with joy, and they shall be busy.

I left the room softly, confirming that I was a great best friend to be praised in the heart of the people.

"Well, shall we go?"

"Luiseine?"

Then, without any signal, everyone in my family aligns themselves with me.

And Louiseine smiled, as if she knew what I would do in the future.

Could it be that the dragon's eye has slipped not only my movements, but even my thoughts!?

Oh, my God, if I thought.

"What is it that gives water to the resurrection of the brave and the holy sword, and then is it our job?

"Mistral!"

Oh, my God, even Mistral was reading my moves.

That's not all.

"I give this place to the brave men."

"I'll give it to the Celses."

"But the delicious part, Elnea, I knew you had to take it."

It was Ufiria and Nina who pushed your chest from both sides of me.... Hard to walk! But you're blissful.

And Mr. Sefina, who was directing the adventurers, has joined us.

"Dear Ernea! I'm here for you, too."

Of course, Lyla followed me.

In addition, looking up into the sky, you can also see the flying dragons and winged dragons that were joining us in the crusade against the Evil Nation, spearheading the Revaria that sparkles in red lotus color.

That's not all.

"This time I came down to the flat at Princess Dragon's request, but we're still on this side, aren't we?

"I'm not very interested in people's festival noises. Then it would be right to follow you, the leader of the Dragon Peak Alliance."

Ids and, zan. And dragon warriors. And even the dragons followed me.

However, I feel that all of the Dragon Warriors have followed because Ido, the Dragon King, and Zan, the warrior leader, have moved.

"Guys..."

To my surprise, Mistral laughed.

"Hehe, we're not as advanced as you, but we're growing every day, too?

"That's right. I'm not special, so you realize what I realize is that even Mistral. And ids and zans."

"Ernea, we've noticed, haven't we?

"Hawa. Master Ernea is special to us."

"Yes, Mr. Elnea. You're special to my family."

"Yes, Mr. Elnea. You're special to everyone."

"Though what I say may be an odd thing. Elnea, you're special to the Dragons and the Dragons, so I think you're following me."

Oh, man. I just wanted to say that, you know, everybody's with me, thinking about things, you know, things. For some reason, I was devoured by the part called being special.

We snuck out so that everyone in the tribe who praises and rejoices the braves wouldn't notice. When I realized it, I was myself, surrounded by my wives, and it was getting busy.

"As the people waited for the brave to return, so did the Mistrals. Understand him."

Zan tells me, I reflect.

"Guys, I'm sorry. I knew I was special! And I'm home."

To put it differently, I'm a little embarrassed. But I have to say what I have to say.

After receiving my return greeting, the whole family greeted me with a voice saying "Welcome home".

"... so. Where the hell are we going?

There, it was the young dragon warrior who seemed sorry to interrupt.

Ha, and Ido exhales blatantly. Then, the dragon warriors atrophied their shoulders as frightened and hardened.

"I don't know about you guys. How dare you name a dragon warrior with that degree of ability. Again, take the warrior's test."

Such a monstrous giant body that even the warriors of the inflexible dragon tribe seem small.

Plus, the look of a tattoo from the heavenly edge of a shaved head is scary from the looks of it.

If you get stunned by that id, then you shrivel like a frog stunned by a snake, right?

But ids weren't the only ones who sighed.

Even Zan sees his fellow warriors as discouraged.

"Elnea, the Eight Dragon Kings, and Mistral, the Dragon Princess, are still noticing, even the wife who doesn't have the title, right? Yet when I come with you..."

Oh, when we get back to Dragon Peak, the dragon warriors are waiting for tough training under the guidance of Ido and Zan.

Forget the future development that

I told the dragon people who were still accompanying me because I couldn't grasp the situation.

"It's not over yet. Indeed, the Evil Clan took the blow of the Great Sacred Sword. But it didn't seem like he was defeated..."

The nervousness runs on the faces of the warriors who took my word for it and have been swallowing.

"After all those attacks, he said he's not dead yet!?

Even the dragon warriors barely noticed. When that happens, there won't be anyone in the people who noticed.

But it's not a mistake.

The Evil Clan is indeed alive.

As the serpent peeled, at the expense of thick scales on the surface, the Evil Clan was cut off by the blow of the Great Sacred Sword as if the sun had come down.

And he melted himself into the world and disappeared from people's sights, fleeing.

"But the bastard also seemed to be doing his best just to get away with it."

Zan snorts at Ido's words.

Ares told me that Mistrals had reported it.

The Evil Clan says that when they appear out of nowhere and one rumbles, they disappear somewhere again.

Perhaps all of the adventurers were searching the mountains, saying that there should be a nest somewhere and a bunk. But at last, I can't seem to discover where the evil people live.

But not this time.

The Evil Clan survived the blow of the Great Sacred Sword. But when I ran away, I finally showed my tail that the Evil Clan was dying too.

So we realized it, and this is how it all worked out.

"Hey, the rest is an easy job. You're just going to stab a dying evil tribe."

do, and ido with a brutal grin.

Next door, Milly's pulling more and more!

Nevertheless, is it really an easy job?

When he was healthy, he was an evil clan who was only allowed to suffer less than minor injuries even with all that Mistral's might.

Is it easy to stab a magician in the east, or a dying one, with Momo's great sorcery?

But strangely, I was the only one who was anxious.

"His tail is going after him without losing sight of him. Apparently, there's a place to live just beyond one mountain. I can't run anymore. Then let's just take it easy."

Zan, who usually emphasizes certainty, speaks optimistically.

Mistral then also gave his consent to the opinion of childhood training.

"Let me hear about your journey to the dwellings of the evil people."

"Yeah, it is now!? As far as I'm concerned, I was going to take my time talking about this ordeal journey, even when I settled down later?

Winter is here. And the end of the year is near.

He kept his promise to Mistral and was returned by the end of the year.

So, the trip with the Listeers, we were going to talk about it when we got back to the Forbidden Mansion?

"Let them be small. Sweaty adventures in your hands. Let Tan shine your eyes and listen. But adults do. It's also fun to know what happened first, and to ask the details of the situation as a liquor dish."

Speaking of which, slowly in the Forbidden Mansion, if anything happens, it means you can't let all the ids, zans, and other warriors who were working hard on the flat in the absence of the brave men who haven't invited you yet, right?

That would invalidate the idea I had assumed.

Besides, Ido's words make sense.

It's been a rough journey for us in a row of ordeals, but if we get back safely, it should be a fun story to tell.

And as an adult, I sometimes prefer stories that are cute and lively to stories that I don't feel comfortable telling, rather than adventures tan sweating in my hands.

If I tell you about my journey here, you can listen to it again in the future, without worrying about development. [M]

And then the penetration comes in, and they point out unexpected doubts, and it becomes a new kind of story.

Then I spoke of my journey to the Resurrection of the Sacred Sword, aiming for the dwelling of the Evil Nation.

"Hey, has everyone heard rumors or anything? The Demons have ancestors with the ability to create matter. They call me the Duke of Cats..."

Duke of Cats, Mr. Astel. And that squire and escort, Mr. Tris.

The journey with you, Tris, with both arms in pitch black, was very exciting.

There are people in the world ruled by the Demons who have the same temper.

It was interesting to learn how to fight with the wickedness of shooting a demonic opponent in the mouth or even the demon clan.

Tris and I broke up on the way back.

Or he just went back to his place of life.

"I'd like to go. Elnea, I'm interested in Dragon Peak, where you lead the Alliance, and I can't believe there's a kingdom of brave men ahead of me, because it's my first ear!

When we broke up at Mr. Astel's mansion, we vowed to reunite.

One day, I feel like I'll be able to see you and Astel again, as well as Sheliar of the Black Cat Demon Clan.

"We finally met Momo, an eastern magician in the Heavenly Mountains. But it was really hard at first, wasn't it?

Momo woke up four days after her debilitating sleep.

We hunted a lot in case Momo woke up.

In the end, the winner of the hunting tournament was Mr. Alex.

I didn't know Mr. Alex was that famous for hunting.

I'm still undertrained, too.

Momo was thrilled with the unexpected gift of treasure balls from me, the massive amount of processed meat considering preservation, and animal fur.

And then we find out the facts that led us on a journey of misery.

Yes, it's about the Great Sacred Sword.

Surprisingly, behind the cave where we were imprisoned, there was still a way to go.

I mean, that's it. Momo's, it's magic.

The back wall of the cave, which I thought was the end, as embodied the Great Eagle and the Iron Plaid, was also an illusion created by Momo by magic.

Um, even Demon King Kushalillah, the truth I missed. And behind the cave that was sealed off by the wall of illusion, Momo poured his strength over the years, that Great Sacred Sword was kept.

"But even though the Great Sorcery, that power was unusual. There's going to be a huge burden on the users, isn't there?

I answer Ido's question.

"Actually, there's just a little bit of a problem. Once we release the force, we can't use it anymore."

"When?

"About a hundred years?

The Great Sacred Sword, which drove the evil people who spoke the words of men to death, and Momo's great sorcery.

But not all the advantages.

After all, no matter how powerful it was, if you trace the origin, it's a spell, right?

The Great Sacred Sword is sealed with great sorcery to be used against the Evil Nation.

But if you free up your powers, it will take a long time to fill up the spell of the Great Sorcery Reuse.

That, too, takes half the time.

This time Listeir was victorious over the Evil Nation by the Great Sacred Sword.

But the next time you can wield the power of the Great Sacred Sword is at least a hundred years from now.

"Come on, if we're Dragon Nationals, it's a long time for people who only have about fifty years of life, right?

"But that's only for the Evil Nation. I think we'll have trouble with the evil gushing at intervals of a few decades, so isn't that good?

Listaire and I discuss this beforehand.

The symbol of the brave will continue to be assumed by the Holy Sword of Fire.

And the Great Sacred Sword, which serves as a trump card to the Evil Nation, was decided to have it kept in the Great Temple of the Kingdom of Arms and, as the last hope of the people, to unseal it when it came to trouble.

"You don't usually realize you're losing power with this, do you?

This wicked wisdom must be your influence, Tris.

The period during which the force is being refilled, have it survived by the Holy Sword of Fire. And only when we are in a real crisis will the Great Sacred Sword be waved. If you keep it, I think you'll make it through about a hundred years.

"It's a good idea. Nevertheless, great sorcery? From the far west, I didn't know it would affect you this far."

"Yeah, that's it."

I said, I looked up into the sky.

Then, mixed with the dragon tribes flying in the sky, the great eagle came with it.

"Exactly, you can't use remote magic on land you don't know."

So, here comes the Great Eagle.

The eyes of the great eagle are connected to the crystal Momo has.

Through the sight of the Great Eagle, Momo is currently looking at me and the land.

The remote magic that burned down the demon herd meant it could be activated because there was visual information conveyed by the Great Eagle.

By the way, that great eagle is an illusion created by witchcraft, and his best friend, the real great eagle, is in the Heavenly Mountains.

"Momo and I made a promise. You said you'd invite me to the Forbidden Mansion someday. 'Cause there, maybe you can face the witch."

I've supported the eastern mage in the shadows, the northern witch.

But somehow, Momo seems to have never met a witch in person. Then, as a thank you for this one, you want to have dinner or something.

"By the way, Ernea. Although I've been saying Momo, Momo, since earlier. That's a different name, isn't it? Is it supposed to be old-fashioned?

"Oh, yeah..."

It's me!

Nice, Momo.

Isn't she cute?

"Nah."

From the Heavenly Mountains to the kingdom of Armuad, Niemia flew for me in just two days.

Now I'm tired, diving into my nostalgia and resting.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Alex and Louvent,"

The two broke up at Dragon Peak.

"Once you get back to your hometown, Mr. Alex told me that he would accompany me on the Listeir journey until the end, because the Holy Sword is back safely, and we're both away from home for a long time. I thought the people waiting were worried, so I didn't want to."

But you two should be back.

On this journey, it was perhaps Mr. Alex who got something as valuable as Listeer.

Reclaim the seat of the soul spirit taken from the hand of the great ancestor, the fighting god. That's Mr. Alex's clan proposition, he said.

First we take the replication of the Soul Spirit throne owned by the Demon King, all of which gives us the true work that the ruler possesses.

Mr. Alex initially expressed some interest in the soul spirit seat I hold.

But I think I've spread the word on this trip.

"After all, the Demon Clan is also an insult. The demon king can't take away even his demon general, and he can't reach what he wants."

Though he was mutual with Ghost General Barbia, Mr. Alex didn't seem satisfied with the outcome.

So, in the future, they're going on a training journey once they're back home.

And the place of training had already been decided.

I'm counting on the giant demon king...

Mr. Alex, too, is quite a bold man.

To the intermediary, Louis Lara nicely named me.

"Hey, listen to me. Louis, if you're upset!

You never forgot you existed, did you?

When I left the Heavenly Mountains, I checked properly.

But come on...

"Thank you for sheltering us and buying us time from Barbia."

What happened to Luirala, who confronted Barbia in order to get us away? To find out, we returned to the village at the foot of the Heavenly Mountains.

Then there...

"Hi, Mr. Elnea. I'm tired of waiting, aren't I?

In a warm room, relax and have a cup of tea Luilara!

I'm not injured, and on the contrary, I spend my holidays gracefully, you skinny little prince!

"The person confessed. After he missed us, Luilala said he made a deal with Barbia. Oh, my God, it looks like Louis Lara was given a letter in advance by the giant demon king. It seems that the Titan Demon King did not contend with Kushalila."

Whatever happened in the Heavenly Mountains, they said the giant demon king, and the demon tribe under his command, would not interfere.

So Luirala set the scene without making a scene with Barbia.

We'd have been sold, but, well, that's no choice, is it?

The giant demon king said so beforehand.

He said he would struggle to make me remember the inconvenience.

The demon king of the giant had read Kushalillah's movements from the beginning.

And we came to the Heavenly Mountains with guidance from Luilara, but I think we did something about the rest ourselves.

Besides, if Barbia, who is still the subordinate of the giant Demon King, confronted Ruirala and the fairy Demon King Kushalila, it would have been possible to develop into a war between demon kings.

With that in mind, the writings of the Titans' Demon King and the betrayal of Luirala are understandable.

But I knew from the hard work you'd resent Luilara for waiting muddy in a warm room.

"But that weird horse...... automated horse shape? You must have been taking care of the Then thank you very much."

That's right. The six-color automated horse shape entrusted to me by Astel by the Barbia ambush was well watched by Luilara, who had left me a message.

If it hadn't been for Luirala, some demon clan would have taken it and sold it out by now.

"Okay, the next time we meet again, thank you so much and thank you!

But before that.

We have work to do.

I was going to briefly talk about my journey, but when I realized it, I was over the mountain.

The evil people are already nearby.

But...

"I couldn't find Micheira after all."

Momo gave me the Grand Sacred Sword, which is a new trump card, and I didn't have to rely on the witch to calculate my return.

But I can't believe even the Great Sacred Sword can't stab a stunt.

Even more so now, anxiety arises.

This also gives rise to regrets that Listeers should have gone home first and that I should have continued my journey to find Micheira.

But for some reason, everyone was smiling as if to dispel my anxiety.

"Hey, dude, but I'm pretty sure I'm dying already. Then we can stop without having to rely on those with superordinary powers"

"Yes, you would. Ernea."

"Me!?

Would I have had such power? [M]

Well, if you use dragon art or the Spirit Sword of the Spirit Tree, or...

But you haven't told everyone about the Spirit Sword yet, have you?

Yet why is Zan nodding confidently?

"Heh heh, you don't seem to understand where you stand, do you?

"Mistral?"

Whatever it is, I stare at Mistral.

Then Mistral accidentally stopped and gave in.

And when I put my hand on my shadow, I spoke to someone who wasn't me.

"Lily, it's good. Come out."

"What!?

Duh, duh, what do you mean?

My question is, Mistral's shadow swells.

And from the black shadow, Lily, an ancient species of dragons with pitch-black scales, popped up well.

"Yes, sir. I've been called."

Why, in the shadow of Mistral, Lily?

Lily told me not to join the giant demon king, didn't she?

And yet, why are you here?

"Lily, do you have it? Then give it to me."

"Yes. I've recovered it."

Mistral prompts Lily to move her forelegs in a mess.

Huge, sharp nails are put out in front of the Mistral.

"Ah!"

I saw it there.

Something Lily cleverly pinched with her nails and handed to Mistral.

Familiar colors.

You should be used to seeing, shape.

But the design is just a little different.

In my memory, it was a white sword, from the pattern to the tip of the sword.

Only a blue treasure ball containing the magic of the giant Demon King was embedded in the Xu.

But that's a little different than I remember.

There is another strange treasure ball in the violin.

There are unfamiliar decorations at the tips and ends of the pattern, with elaborate carvings.

"Hey, Mistral. That's..."

Surprisingly, I feel my voice trembling.

Look at me like that, not only Mistral, but everyone smiled gently.

"You kept me waiting. Finally, the White Sword is done."

From Lily, to Mistral.

And from Mistral, to my hand.

A familiar sword, handed to me with thoughts.

But I breathed in the new white sword.