We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Legendary Adventurer

Let me introduce you to the adventurer who was to accompany us.

"Nyan."

The captain is Doran, a man of great strength, who has offered us an escort.

A big shield in thick full-body armor, and a heavy standing man with a long spear, a reliable uncle with such a look as Vanguard Defense.

Next, a small man armed with a medium sword, Mr. Wipper.

This one only wears protective gear around the chest of the leather and feels like a quick focus.

The third is Mr. Tontuk with a long spear.

Mr. Tontuk is also a lightweight, thin leather semi-armored man.

In the first place, according to what I and Louiseine learned in school seating, the powerless people had better avoid demons and other attacks with as light a gear as possible than a defensive focus.

Protective equipment such as shields and armor can be useful as much as dealing with bandits, but heavy equipment with restricted movement doesn't work very well against fierce attacks of demons and warcraft. Then the wasted gear should be sharpened as much as possible and moved lightly, the teacher said.

In light of the teacher's words, Mr. Wipper and Mr. Tontuk are properly equipped, which would mean that Mr. Doran's heavy equipment is excessive.

But don't turn your suspicious eyes.

Because they are adventurers specializing in collecting strange flowers.

There must be an absolute reason why Mr. Doran dares to be heavily armed.

Among the adventurers who have accompanied us, Mr. Dolan, Mr. Wipper and Mr. Tontuk are building avant-gardes.

And the other two are in charge of the rear guard.

One is a skinny man with a wand of spell tools and an atmosphere such as a "spellmaster".

His name is Mr. Benail.

The avant-garde three are made up of middle-aged men, while Mr. Beneil is still young.

Isn't he around twenty?

And the last one, Mr. Button, the bowman.

The bow is equipped with a small bow that is likely to be prone to successive shots, rather than a powerful large bow.

Do we fight in a way that assists the three avant-gardes?

And Mr. Button, one way or the other, is younger. That said, about mid twenties?

These five men have accompanied us in our search for flowers as an escort in case we are in danger.

"Nah."

There seems to be an age difference between the three of the avant-gardes and the two of the rear guards, but there doesn't seem to be an upward or downward relationship between the positions, nice people with a soothing atmosphere with all the casual language.

"Well, which way are you headed?

You can't leave the village. We hit a narrow road with two strands.

If you want to keep following the narrow path that stretches from the back of the village, you should choose the path that breaks to the left.

The road to the right is one that feels like the ground is not being trampled and not usually used.

"Uh-huh, yeah."

"Definitely the right way."

"Definitely the right way."

Then Ufiria and Nina chose the right side without hesitation.

"On the left is the path the villagers have always used."

"On the right, this is the only road you've used."

I see, sharp!

So we believe what Ufiria and Nina say and move on to the right.

Mr. Doran and the others were not surprised that we could not be confused to this extent.

"You know, Priscia wants to make necklaces out of flowers."

"Mm-hmm. Then I have to pick lots of flowers, right?

"Nyan."

Priscia looks like she's having fun with her sister Alicia pulling her hand.

Adventure is fun, and more importantly, you're happy to be able to act with your favorite sister.

But, Mr. Doran, from an adventurer's point of view, it seems that Priscia's presence was odd.

"But is it good? It seemed safer to leave that little one in the village?

Even before I left the village, I was pressed to confirm, but once again, Mr. Doran advised me.

I say no to Mr. Doran because I'm sorry. [M]

"Yeah, that's okay. Because Priscia can move nicely, too. Actually, you can count on me, can't you?

Ha, ha.

To tell the truth, it's more dangerous to leave Priscia in the village.

What kind of disturbance does it cause in the gap between our eyes? Thinking about it, it's safer to bring him in, isn't it?

"I'll protect Priscia if I have to."

"Oh well, Mr. Mist. Say that, Ernea, you can't try to pull yourself out of the commotion you're making, can you?

"The premise is that I'm going to have problems!?

I was worried about Priscia, but apparently everyone else was anxious about me!

"Ha ha. The ladies in the boys' family are very prestigious."

Seeing the bustling women around me, the adventurers, full of men, loosened their expressions.

"Be careful. When it comes to fighting, these people will not forgive..."

"Elnea, did I say something?

"No, I didn't say anything!

I rush into a heartfelt mistral.

But I didn't want my words to be real.

"It's a sign of a demon."

There's a demon nearby.

"Gentlemen, be vigilant"

Yufiria and Nina pull out the Dragon Feng Sword. And Dear Madeleine, who lines up for the two twins.

"Guys, be careful!

It's not a demon, is it?

Wow, and the back of the bush rocks.

And an inexperienced monster appeared.

"With Uffi."

"Nina's"

Yufiria and Nina overlap each other's Dragon Feng swords over their heads, twirling and turning.

"You're done exposing that evil figure to this Madeleine! Come on, don't kneel in the mercy of the goddess."

In addition, Master Madeleine began to cast her spell.

"Guys, run."

And scream aggressively.

But I didn't make it.

A demon appearing from the bush stops the movement by being imprisoned by the spell of the curse.

And we will also be taken in by the magic unleashed by Madeleine, and we will be unable to move!

"" Dragon Spear Random!

There, the relentless dragon art of Ufiria and Nina has hit me!!

"Geez!

Our screams fly, not demons.

Dragon spears fly away from my side in momentum.

It passes Mr. Doran's face rinse and explodes behind Mr. Benail's back.

The countless dragon spears that were relegated to the surroundings were not only the demons, but we also slammed them down to the bottom of our fears.

"Sister Yufi, Sister Nina, come on."

"Oh, that's rude. Elnea, I'm controlling you not to hit you alone."

"Oh, that's rude. They're after the demons."

"Munchkin, why are you even flying to me?"

"Madeleine, it's my fault."

"Madeleine, it's a conjecture."

Curse magic, we all sealed the movement of demons in the March Moon, but Madeleine. I can't believe my partners Ufiria and Nina betrayed me.

Dear Madeleine, I desperately avoid dragon spears flying towards me.

We couldn't move, we just waited helplessly, shrinking our souls for the dragon spear rampage to subside.

"Hih, hih..."

"What if this technique!?

Then Mr. Doran and Mr. Wipper reacted to Mr. Ufiria, Nina and Madeleine as they blued their faces.

Oh?

No way, are you familiar with these three past.

Anyway.

Even Ufiria and Nina don't really aim for their bodies.

Besides, under Mr. Zildo's guidance, we can now control dragon spears.

So in the end, dragon spear rambling fits in without anyone being harmed except demons.

However, the adventurers were pale to the surrounding conditions that had been destroyed.

"Yeah...... Look, you can count on my family, right?

Me smiling, trying to distract you.

But Mr. Doran, he still seems to have noticed.

"No way...... Ladies of Chaos......!?

The rest of the four adventurers tremble at Mr. Dolan's words.

"Oh, you know, that it brings demonic ruin!?

"At first glance, a pair of beautiful witches with silver-haired brown twins..."

"A long time ago, I heard you were retired..."

"I've heard that before. The anecdote of fear…"

Backward, shoulder-to-shoulder, trembling adventurers.

"Ufi?"

"Mr. Nina?

"Wow, Master Madeleine?

Mistral, Louiseine and Lyla see three ladies running wild with a cold gaze.

"How rude of you to be a lady of chaos."

"That's an unfamiliar name."

"Right. I'm sure it's someone else."

No, it's definitely the street name of the three of you!

In the past, I've heard that Ufiria and Nina and Lady Madrine were having an adventure together.

I can't believe I was feared as a "chaotic lady" by my peers.

Well, that sounds like a threesome anecdote.

Having unexpectedly touched upon the past of the three of us, I had forgotten my earlier fears, and I was in a good mood.

Priscia and Alicia were also making a good noise about how flashy the fight was.

"Totally. Uffi, Nina, Madeleine, weigh yourself down a little bit from now on"

"Oh, Mistral. That dialogue should be addressed to you, Ernea."

"Oh, Mistral. That word is like it's for you, Ernea."

"I just tied the dragon spear so that it wouldn't move."

To the attention of Mistral, Dear Ufiria, Nina and Madrine, who do not show the colour of reflection.

Luiseine, Lyla and Mr. Sefina shrug their shoulders and sigh.

Seeing us not even in the current indiscriminate battle, Mr. Dolan has been afraid to ask.

"Hey, what are you guys...?

"We're a normal family, aren't we? Well, I wouldn't deny that this kind of commotion is a daily tea meal."

Instead, he's still cute.

Now, if Priscia and Ares go wild together, I won't be able to get my hands on them.

"Come on, it's time to leave. Don't let go of me."

Confirming Mr. Sefina, who recovered the Demonic Crystal Stone, Mistral prompts him to go ahead.

"That was Fei Long's nest."

"Next, the Fei Long Crusade."

"Your arms are ringing."

"Here, there's the threesome. The way I did it, Mistral just pissed me off, didn't he? Besides, don't attack wild flying dragons without darkness."

"Sisters, have you forgotten your purpose already?

"Oh well, that's troublesome"

"Dear Elnea, it would be better if you called Master Levaria."

"No, no, Lila. If you call Revaria, that's what will destroy the Fei Long's nest!?

"Mm-hmm. Dragon scales and fangs are super fancy, right?

"Whoa. Sister, can you buy a bunch of sweets?

"You can buy as many sweets as you want."

"Yay."

"Priscia, if you can't!

No more words for adventurers.

Mr. Doran looked at us with a flashy look.

"Ah. If you feel in danger, tell me, right? We'll be responsible for bringing you to the village."

"Oh, oh..."

Cocksucker, snort into small pieces like a tremor, Mr. Drun.

Is it your fault?

I feel like escorts and asylum-seekers have turned against each other.