We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Inside the mud demon, he relentlessly freed his power.

Through the white sword, dragon air explodes.

The wooden knife of the Spirit Tree also unleashes defeat and power.

In an instant, the demon blew up from the inside.

Thick mud covering the perimeter bounces in all directions.

Istericia nodded, staring blindly at the night sky lit by the moonlight.

"Istericia, thanks for your help, you can rest assured now."

Isterisia brings me back to my voice.

And when he looked up at me again, he began to burst into tears.

"Straw, he's alive..."

"Yeah, he's alive!

I'm sure Istericia herself probably didn't think it would help.

Still, I tried so hard not to give up a little hope.

As much as I want, I want to work for you.

But the demon threat had not yet passed.

"Mr. Elnea!

Louiseine's warning flies.

I move my gaze from Isterisia to the perimeter.

And I notice it's weird.

"Wow, are you willing to come back to life!?

I bounced it, mud demon.

But the scattered mud, as if it were also the will, gathers together with one, and gradually grows larger.

Apparently, the final convergence point is where I stand, or where the demon first existed.

"Yoo-hoo"

I can hold an Isterisian and a deer breed girl.

Istericia flashed her face as to whether her back injury hurt.

But I don't scream.

I'm sure you thought of the deer breed girl.

The girl of the deer breed, she is quite stubborn or neat.

But if Istericia, who has protected herself for more than two days now, screams here, she could be surprised and panicked.

Isterisia, even though she was rescued, was still thinking (fooling around) about the girl.

I make a huge jump when I hold the two of you.

And landed beside Master Jabalayan.

"Thank you, Herneau."

"No. I can't believe I haven't. It was Istericia who worked so hard."

Lower Isterisia and the girl gently beside Master Jabalayan.

I'll take care of the scratches.

Mr. Sefina, who was out of hand in the current situation, unable to make a physical attack, rushed over quickly.

"Ares, give me your medicine"

"Tickle, tickle"

Ares, who manifested herself in response to Mr. Sefina's call, takes the secret medicine out of the mysterious space.

When Sefina took the secret medicine in the small pot, she applied it all over Isterisia's nagging back.

"Ugh..."

Touched directly by the wound, Istericia just as well leaks distress.

But the effect of the secret medicine quickly fades the pain and the wound heals.

As Isterisia's back returned to her feminine limbs, her distressed exhalation also became lighter.

Let's leave the treatment of Istericia to Mr. Sefina.

I see the battlefield again.

Just now, Louiseine and Madeleine had just unleashed their magic.

A moonlight arrow strikes directly at a mass of mud assembled in a hug.

The devil's, deafening scream sounds.

Then it changed from mud to sand, even as it fell out of moisture, and at the end of the day it disappeared.

"Again, you seem vulnerable to magic"

"But Dear Madeleine, You don't have a cut, do you?

It was exactly what Luiseine pointed out.

The splashed mud was crawling around the ground, gathering little by little, trying to get back to its original place.

However, that number is unusual.

From a small piece of mud of fist magnitude to one as big as a hug, extinguished with these moonlight arrows, were countless.

"Elnea, think and act a little later."

"Gu, I'm sorry"

Dragon art without a clue, I was pissed off by the mistral blowing together the mud chunks I was trying to assemble.

True, I had no idea.

It's good to see Isterisia wielding her sword with anticipation.

I had no idea that splashy mud would regroup and show signs of resurrection.

Nevertheless, for those of us who have lost touch, the attack is also a monotonous and dull demon of movement, not a powerful enemy or anything.

Even a kick in the ass is a little annoying about the way he tries to revive his obsession.

"Hey, Luiseine. If it's not monotonous magic, you can defeat that demon, right?

"Yes, Ernea, I think we can curb the damage and exorcise it more than you, don't you?

"I don't care about me!

Well, if I were to defeat this troublesome demon, I'd keep spreading thunderbolts to match the dragon sword dance, and let it disappear without a grain.

"But I'd like you to give me a little respite to prepare."

When I nodded to Louiseine, I let the interrupted dragon sword dance resume.

Fuse with Ares properly.

Next, he unleashed the power of the dragon treasure balls he held within.

From the dragon treasure balls, dragon air boils like a storm.

Without defying the power of roughness, dragon qi is put on the white sword and the wooden sword of the spirit tree to diffuse around.

Dragon Qi calls for wind, carries thunderclouds, and produces storms.

"If you want to be so resurrected, I can help you. Except it's barbaric!

A wind that contains dragon air densely winds the vortex.

The loud, heavily winding wind began to converge when it took in the mud that had been scattered.

Mud, a demon shard, is forced to gather to the center as it is wound up in a vortex of storms.

Is it the devil's will? Or is it because of my fortitude?

The mud gradually overlaps and grows as it is flown by the swirling wind.

At some magnitude, the demon began to snort in an attempt to resist the storm.

But now it's too late to resist.

The demon releases mud rubble (crushed) towards me.

But the storm winds are holding me back.

Instead of flying over to me, I got up high on a vortex and ended up being forced to collect again.

"Come on, keep coming back. But I'm not gonna let you miss it."

"Elnea, you're the worst."

"Elnea, you're evil."

"I will not forgive the devil..."

Ufiria and Nina, who stopped the attack, laughed when I started dancing dragon swords in earnest.

Mistral is also grinning bitterly with his hands on his hips.

But I'm just catering for the Louiseines, right?

I didn't fool the devil!

Come on, Louiseine. Besides, Master Madeleine. There are two stars in this one!

I'll wait for the two of you to find out, inhibiting the demon's movements with the dragon art of the storm generated by the dragon sword dance.

Luiseine and Madrine were gathered at Lady Jabalayan's while I was dancing the Dragon Sword.

"Dear Jabalayan, please help us"

"It's time to show the witch's strength!

Apparently, not only Luiseine and Madrine, but the three forces, including Jabalayan, join forces to chant powerful magic.

Dear Luiseine and Madrine, who work hand in hand with Master Jabalayan and make rings.

Close your eyes and focus your consciousness.

As the fiercely swirling wind disrupted the darkness at night, it seemed as if silence had descended only around the three of us.

I've seen and heard of it before.

Witches can resonate and activate high-ranking spells that can't be handled by themselves, can they?

When the Demons raided the King's capital of the kingdom of Armuad, a large number of witches were activating the Great Junction to protect those who had taken refuge in the Great Temple.

Luiseine, Madrine and Jabalayan were trying to join forces and use high-ranking magic.

Breathe together and become more conscious.

Then a terrified voice appeared to the three who had deeply dropped their consciousness.

An apprentice witch, Isterisia.

"Straw, I'm sure you're disqualified as a witch. But at the end of the day, I also want to help you with the friction..."

Ha. Why is Isterisia disqualified as a witch? Now put that down.

The three responded immediately to Isterisia's reluctant voice.

When you call your consciousness back from meditation, you look at Istericia.

And at the same time, the three of them had a gentle grin.

"Oh well, that's comforting"

"Pfft. Even though you are an apprentice, you are also a fine witch. If so, please help."

"Isterisia, you are not a witch disqualified, etc. Come, join us in the exorcism of evil demons."

Isterisia pulled her hand and stood up by Master Jabalayan.

However, due to previous fatigue and wounds on his back, Istericia, whose physical and mental strength is limited, flutters her legs and breaks down.

It added Istericia to the ring while Luiseine supported it.

"Okay, Istericia. Keep your mind quiet and calm, as the full moon is in the water."

Master Jabalayan takes Isterisia's right hand and gently mentors her.

"Let the stars flow, do not defy the power of flow, but leave yourself to nature"

Lewiseine holds Isterisia's left hand.

"Unleash your powers, as you wish for the moon and the stars. Yeah, but you can't do that, can you?

Master Jabalayan's right hand and Lewiseine's left hand are connected, and this completes the circle of four by the witch.

"Straw, confused"

"Hehe. It's okay."

"I'll be you, I can"

"Isterisia, believe in yourself"

And three encourage anxious isterisia.

In doing so, the witches again quietly close their eyes and let down their consciousness.

We watched also felt signs that the four consciousnesses were in tune and mingled together.

Madeleine opens her lips.

On behalf of the four, we will play the eulogy.

During the storm, the eulogy of Master Madrine's calm voice reached everyone's ears.

"Ah. Oh..."

Istericia leaks her admirable breath.

What the hell kind of miracle is going on inside the four of us?

Three people who continue to meditate deeply and Dear Madeleine, who plays the eulogy.

Nearby, I can't imagine the mud demons raging as they wind up in the storm. I can't imagine from these four quiet signs.

But the change was starting to happen for sure.

Now a mud demon caught in a storm.

Blocked by the storm walls, you can't even fight back, instead of moving as you think.

Is the demon also feeling frustrated and anxious, making red eyes gleam from earlier, raising a strange voice?

But as long as I keep dancing dragon swords, I'll never escape the storm cage.

Around such demons, a mystical phenomenon occurred.

The fog develops around the demon without being affected by the fierce wind vortex I cause.

Besides, strangely, the fog was glowing blue and white in the dark at night.

The blue-white fog gradually increases in density.

And when the figure of a muddy demon trapped behind a storm cage thickened enough to look sumptuous.

Pan, and the light flashed.

Because of my mind, and the moment I stared.

Also, pussy, and small and short, glowed.

That's where it came from.

Pan.

Pachi.

The brilliance that was one increases by two or three.

If you notice, behind the blue and white mist, when countless lights could play, they were gone and blinking out.

"Whoa. You look like a glowing star."

Priscia, held by Alicia, fascinates herself with the glow of repeated indefinite brightness.

"That's the top spell," The Nebula Whisperer "!

We snorted at Alicia's words.

We always accompany Luiseine on the full moon. [M]

Looking up at the night sky, without losing the glow of the full moon, many stars gather to see the view that is making the night sky glow blue and white.

Staring at the night sky with its dense stars, the shooting stars flow and the stars gleam, it's beautiful, isn't it?

The blue and white mist inside the storm dragon art and the bright glow recreate the landscape of the night sky on the ground.

And just by superior magic, the whispering power of the nebula was immense.

Concentrate your consciousness and see the bright glow behind the blue and white mist.

Then I found out that the phenomenon, which looked like the brilliance of the stars, was glowing at the moment when the demon bounced into thin pieces and flew.

Bounce, the demonic mud wrapped in light, turns into dirt without regrouping, and at the end of the day it disappears without leaving a grain.

By the spell "Nebula Whisperer," the figure of the demon, which is cut out of the mud one by one, becomes smaller.

And at the end of the day, leaving only the Terminator, the mud demon has completely vanished.