We Live in Dragon’s Peak

That was when I left Mr. Anya's village and the king capital of the kingdom of Jortenitos approached me.

"Oh, hey? The wind's messing up, huh?

Niemia flies gracefully through the great sky.

Alicia gazes from above Niemia's back into the far-sighted King's Capital.

We, too, were caught staring closely at the King's Capital.

But we don't see the wind.

So, I've observed the trees in and around Wangdu, but I still can't feel any visible change.

Still, there's got to be something about Alicia, the sage, talking about the anomaly.

I wonder, while my family was face-to-face tilting their little necks, Neemiah reached over the king's capital.

It was then.

The wind swirls around us, protected by Niemia's protection.

Niemia's long body hair fluttered in the wind.

"Whoa, it's Mr. Wind Spirit."

Priscia shakes on my lap.

"I see, Alicia mentioned Mr. Spirit of the Wind, didn't she?

Focus your consciousness on trying to feel the invisible. That way, even I can read the signs of Mr. Spirit.

The Mistrals also sharpen their consciousness.

Only me, Priscia, Alicia, and Neemia can sense the signs of the spirits that have not been revealed on this occasion.

But even the Mistrals can feel that the wind that swirls around us is intentional if we concentrate.

"You feel like you're in a hurry, don't you?

Alicia sets her index finger to the discomfort Mistral mouths as she follows Niemia's long body hair in the wind with her eyes.

"Mist, you're so right! You and Priscia have the right to play all day long."

"Hmm, Priscia's a prize, isn't she?

"That's right. Good for you, Priscia?

"Yay."

No, no. That's just a burden unilaterally borne by Mistral, the right guy!?

Plus, it's a mysterious reward that the prize, Priscia, somehow gains the most.

Everyone laughs at Alicia's presentation.

It may not be a laughing occasion, though.

I also felt signs of hiccups and hiccups from the wind swirling around me.

"So, Alicia. This wind, or the Spirit, what is it trying to convey?

Encouraged by Mistral, Alicia listened to the wind.

"Hmm, I see. Well, thank you for coming so far away."

Apparently, Mr. Spirit of the Wind doesn't have enough power to manifest himself.

Or maybe he flew in from somewhere far away, so he ran out of power and doesn't have room to manifest himself?

Drink your spit and watch over Alicia.

Then Alicia, hearing the circumstances from the Spirit of the Wind, looked at me with a rare and serious look.

"Herneau, go to the village of the Beasts as soon as possible! Looks like something's going on."

"What!?

No way, over the kingdom of Yortenitos, they'll let you know about the crisis of the Beastman clan!

"Alicia, tell me exactly?

As soon as they say, I'd like to get to the top of the list.

But first of all, we have to calmly grasp the contents.

To my question, Alicia told me what she had heard from the Spirit of the Wind.

"The Urangaran Forest is a village of deer species living in a place where demons have emerged out of hand. So, Isterisia, who went to the rescue, was swallowed up by the demon."

"Yeah eh!!

Since last summer, in the northern lands where the Beasts live, Isterisia had undergone the training of witches under the prayerer Jabalayan.

The Isterisia was eaten by the devil!?

We blur our faces for unexpected reports.

"But, you know, this kid says if we still hurry, we might make it."

"You mean you're swallowed, but you manage to step on it and hold on. Well, we have to hurry!

It is unclear how long the Spirit of the Wind has flown from the North to the Kingdom of Jortenitos.

If you're Ares, the Spirit of the Spirit Tree, you can travel long distances in no time, but I don't think the Spirit of the Wind has the equivalent of Ares.

That means it is likely that quite some time has elapsed since the demons appeared in the northern lands.

We know there is no respite, and blood draws away from our entire bodies.

In particular, Luiseine and Madrine, who led Istericia to the witch, were badly upset.

"Niemia, it's gonna be tough, but hurry up to the north land!

"Hurry up!

Niemia spreading her wings wide.

"Thank you for letting me know, Spirit of the Wind!

Our thanks overlapped with Niemia's sudden acceleration.

In an instant, the king's capital, which was visible beneath his eyes, went far back.

How did the Spirit of the North know where we were coming to the kingdom of Jortenitos? We did not have time to pry into it, and we followed the kingdom of Jortenitos.

"Master Jabalayan!

Thanks to Niemia, who flew out of sleep, we arrived late that night in a village of deer species in the forest of Urangaran.

And that's where I greeted Jabalayan, who was waiting for us to arrive, to confront the demon.

"Be careful. He melts and eats everything that touches that muddy body."

"Our technique doesn't work either..."

ahead illuminated by the moonlight.

An object like a mass of mud to see was shadowing with more giants than people.

We heed the warriors of the Beasts as we lay down our weapons.

"I couldn't protect the daughter of the Ear Elders while I undertook to escort her. It's not nice..."

The Werewolf species Beastman tribe drips.

If you ask, it seems that more than two days have already passed since Isterisia was taken in by the devil.

The men of the warriors of the Beast tribe, everyone was bewildered and depressed.

I'm sure he tried everything he could do to help us get there.

Even so, instead of exorcising the demon, he had no hands or feet.

The only thing I could do when it comes to being a warrior of the Beast clan is to monitor the demons faraway.

I couldn't find a way to open it, and I couldn't rescue Isterisia.

The warriors of the Beast tribe seemed already pessimistic about the survival of Isterisia, more than two days after being taken in by the demons.

Lady Jabalayan also stared at us arriving with a complex expression.

But as soon as I arrived, I was sure.

"It's okay. Not yet, in time!

I stare at the devil, I assure you.

Then Alicia and Priscia nodded with a confident look, too, yeah.

"Nyan."

Niemia grows smaller and dives into my pocket, ringing affirmatively.

"Maybe since you swallowed Isterisia, the demon hasn't moved?

I say to the warrior of the Beast Clan, who throws his questionable eyes at my question, "Why?"

"Istericia's still working on it inside! So the demon doesn't move, trying to completely melt down the swallowed Istericia. But if it's been more than two days, I need to get you out of here."

Isterisia is an ear clan.

Even if the demon swallowed you, if you care about it, you should be able to escape with a spatial leap, right?

Yet Istericia remains intake and unable to move for more than two days.

This meant that, for some reason, we continued to stand still inside.

For more than two days, it shouldn't be much of a struggle to continue to endure inside the demon.

So I need to get you out of here fast.

On my signal, everyone in the family moves.

"Ha!

Mistral cuts ahead and unleashes a dragon spear.

A dragon spear that shines beautifully in emerald even at night lands a bullet in the mud demon, causing a local explosion.

But I just played a little mud on the surface and it doesn't really work.

You can't even do it, can you?

If there is an Isterisia in there, you can't use an absurd trick to erase every demon.

We have no choice but to attack Isterisia by hand so that it does not cause damage.

"With Uffi."

"Nina's"

"Wind Dragon Blade"

Ufiria and Nina's dragon technique was unleashed, aiming at the place where the surface was scattered by Mistral's dragon spear.

Countless blades of wind emerge that mimic dragon scales, continuously deciding on the muddy epidermis of the demon.

However, the surrounding mud pushes the next one to plug the empty hole and it doesn't work as well as you think.

"Then this is it!

Lila with a spiritual tree two-handed stick, large overhead.

In the wake of Lyla's dragon temper, the two-handed stick begins to gleam.

And when the brilliance converges to the apex, it becomes one shining light.

"Ha."

Lila waving down a two-handed stick.

A light sphere that was converging at the tip flies toward the demon.

When it lands, the converging light disperses and erases the surrounding mud.

But the effect was limited.

Just like Mistral's dragon spears and Yufiria and Nina's wind dragon turbulence blades, Lila's dragon technique has also just made a few choices on the surface of the mud demon, and hasn't been left to take a lot of pains.

Conversely, when the demon recognized that an adversary had appeared, he flew a chunk of mud over here to respond.

We explore the mud demons as we move into evasive action.

The flying mud fell to the ground, losing sight of its target.

All around, the mud dissolved slightly and evaporated the ground, scattering a deafening sound and a strange odor on his nose.

"Well, what is it..."

As the Beast tribe advised, if you touch the demon mud, anything seems to melt.

It is strictly forbidden to think that a white sword and a wooden sword of a spirit tree would do so.

I don't commit dangerous adventures.

In case it melts, it's tough.

Nevertheless, then the hitter becomes limited.

How do we repel the demon so that no harm is done to Isterisia, who is supposed to be alive in the demon?

Usually, we can try things out with a view to long term battles, but this time we have limited time.

"If this happens, we'll just have to blow up the root mud with a dragon sword dance storm!

I swear to God, I started dancing dragon swords with words. [M]

"Oh well, Ernea, you're starting to run wild."

Louiseine is throwing her gaze at me like she's in trouble!

"I'm not a runaway. Because there's no other way..."

And say it. I come up with something.

And I immediately realized that my turn was a little later.

"Luiseine, I'm coming!

"Yes!"

Luiseine releases a moonlight arrow to match Master Madeleine's hanging voice.

Together, a total of seven magic arrows struck directly at the mud demon.

It was then.

Until now, a demon who had been flat in any attack, screamed.

An unpleasant scream in my ear echoes through the forest of the Urangaran at night.

Unexpectedly, some beastmen nodded with their ears blocked.

"Oh! Could the magic be a weakness!?

"Yes, that's what Jabalayan said."

"Oh, my God!

Even Master Jabalayan doesn't do anything to put the demon in front of him and abandon his disciples for no reason.

By the time we arrived, Master Jabalayan was desperately trying.

After all, it's only when you're in a hurry that you should listen carefully to people.

In the kingdom of Yortenitos, we listened calmly to Alicia. Apparently, I was in a hurry with the Isterisian crisis in front of me.

"But a single spell doesn't seem to get enough firepower to destroy the demon. Besides, not rescuing Mr. Isterisia..."

I smiled at Louiseine, who clouded my face.

"If you're rescuing Isterisia, I'll take care of it! And if it's not a one-shot spell, it means you have a way to defeat the demon, right?

To my question, yes, Mr. Louiseine and Madeleine nodding.

All right, I've got a calculation for defeating the demon.

All you have to do is rescue Isterisia!

Everyone watches over me wondering how to rescue Isterisia, who was taken in by the devil.

When I interrupted the dragon sword dance, I concentrated my consciousness.

And, most importantly, activate a spatial leap.

In the next moment, I was moving over the demon's head.

When the demon senses me approaching, he creeps to spit mud over his head.

I watch the demon move while I screw my right hand into nostalgia.

And I took out the secret weapon I kept!

"Niemia!"

"Nha."

Removed from the nostalgia was Niemia the Snow Dragon.

Neemia sounds short, drawing on my intentions.

Then every mud that was about to be unleashed against me, the culmination of the demon, which was exuberant as a mountain, turned to white ash.

Me flashing the wooden knife of the spirit tree.

Wind pressure, pay ashes.

I jumped straight into the demon from a hole in the top.

"Istericia!!

Me screaming.

"Elnea!"

Though fine, I got a reply from underfoot.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, huh? But it's okay now!

Even if you don't stare, you get a terrible situation in your eyes.

Isterisia's back looked like she had suffered a major burn.

The witch's outfit is burnt, her skin is sore, and even her flesh is melted.

Probably melted in the devil's mud.

But it's about my back that's injured, not so much later. And, there, I notice the unnatural attitude of Isterisia.

It's like rounding your back and protecting something important.

Examine the dragon-headed eyes and confirm.

And I realize.

A young deer breed girl was being held by Isterisia and protected.

Istericia has endured severe back pain for more than two days so the girl doesn't get hurt.

Must have been an unimaginable pain.

Take it in by the devil, a situation of absolute desperation.

If you distract yourself, even the girl will be melted and eaten by the devil's mud.

I don't even know when the rescue will come.

If you do poorly, there may be no rescue.

In desperate circumstances, Isterisia has continued to protect not only her own life, but even that of a deer breed girl.

I want to make it quick and easy on you, Istericia, who has gone through a lot of hard work.

I pull out the white sword.

And I looked at the overhead hole that was still going to be closed.

I can't use space leaps any more than I have a debilitated deer breed girl.

But now that we've got to both of you, we don't have to do anything about it anymore.

With anger at the devil, I swung through the white sword and the wooden sword of the Spirit Tree!