We Live in Dragon’s Peak
reincarnated
Mr. Nazariah taught me that the Immortal refers to those who ascended to heaven (after) death and were reincarnated as new lives.
"So Master Kalner died once, too?
"No, there are a few who have become immortals by exception. Master Kalner and his wife Katerina. Besides, I wonder if Mr. Restoria, who binds the fairies, is famous. They've become fairies of their own free will, they're rare."
Mr. Restoria is probably the name of the person Mr. Kalner was talking about.
Phew, is there someone more amazing than that Kalner still up there? And I listen with a snort.
"By the way, what is Mrs. Kalner's wife like?
Somehow when I asked the question, I got an unexpected answer back along with a laugh.
"Haha. Master Caterina is not a person. Before reincarnation, I wonder if it was an ancient species of dragons. Well, you must be a beautiful dragon."
"What?"
A dragon?
No, maybe that kind of accompaniment is also in this wider world.
Or I feel like Master Kalner's identity has been increasingly confirmed.
"Nda. Good for you, Neemia. You can marry your brother, can't you?
"Nha. If you go say hello, your mother will definitely eat you."
"She's my most fearful girl!
I think the biggest difficulty for those bound to Niemia in the future is how to silence the male hater, Mr. Ashel.
Absolutely, you can't just...
"Is Master Caterina big?
"Is Master Caterina strong?
Old Sleighsta, who has lived for over two thousand years, is as big as Oyama.
If Master Kalner is the same as the legendary figure and his daughter-in-law is an ancient species of dragon, I guess that already looks splendid.
There was once again a laugh from the Nazaria family over the questions of Ufiria and Nina.
"It's small, isn't it? Look, could it be smaller than Fio or Reem eating meat looking delicious over there?
The two child dragons that Revaria had brought in were eating this again the buffalo that Revaria had hunted looking delicious.
Ayura calls me by my name, and Fiorina and Reem look back at this one. A small scream was raised by the men of the Beastman tribe of the deer species to the Dragon tribe, who polluted the area around his mouth with blood and let his eyes shine in the darkness at night.
"Is it smaller than the Fios? Maybe you can change the size of your body, like Niemia and Ashel?
Neemia, who sits on Priscia's lap and cheeks on dinner with her, is actually bigger than Revalia, too, isn't she?
I thought Caterina could use the same technique.
Mr. Ayura, shake his head to the side.
"I can't change the size. I hear that Katerina, with her weak and tender personality, was made a claw bouncer even in her dwelling rather than in the service of the ancient dragon tribe."
"But instead of not being able to fight, I'm a good singer. You're so good!"
Suddenly, Mr. Azeiran stands up with his nose rough as excited. And Nazaria scolds me for behaving badly during a meal.
"Legend, though a story in the. Abusive by a fellow dragon, ahead of him where he chased his residence. Katerina, who was singing alone in the back of the deep woods, was told that she had met Kalner there."
Mistral taught me as he let Priscia simmer the meat for her hoping for a replacement.
The legend of Master Kalner?
Next time, before you go to bed or something, let me ask you a lot.
"So. I'll go back there."
Nazaria returns to the story of what a fairy is.
"Immortals are chosen not only by men, but also by other races."
"So you don't say immortals in any way?
Even the stories and fairytales of the people, the immortals come out.
But it's strange to say "immortal" because a former ancient species of dragon tribe like Caterina, for example, is not a "person".
"I don't know how to say dragon fairies or beast fairies, but I usually divide them between a man and a woman."
"Because Mr. Socier and Master Katerina are women, Fairy Fairy. Master Kalner is a man, so he's a male fairy."
You're right, and nodding, Mr. Nazaria.
Now, if Irie, who guards the dragon altar, becomes a fairy, how many, you can't think!
"Besides those who are recognised and reincarnated with martial arts, like Société, the Immortals will also be chosen for excellence in literature and arts, such as those who gained virtue in their lifetime and those who preached ethics and paths. Among the broad selection criteria, only a very limited number of people are selected, so the fairies are the chosen ones."
Though Société and the other fairies of war were unhappy with us, their strength was impeccable.
Well, the unexpected surprise attack from the Nazarias and the Beasts killed my face slightly.
Anyway.
With all our accomplishments and expectations, we were chosen by Micheira and the others.
Unlike us, immortals were reincarnated by some will, special people.
But that's where the unique questions of the people come to mind.
All who live in the world, after death, ascend to the lap of the goddess and take rest. and Temple Religion tells me.
But if you're reincarnated, you can't get to the goddess' knee, can you?
Who the hell puts in a cross spear and takes the dead from the Goddess?
In the first place, it would be a mistake to talk about a multi-racial worldview with a human religious view, until then, if you ask me.
Next time, let's ask Master Luiseine and Madrine the question.
"By the way, Ernea"
"Yes?"
"Try facing the Immortal, anything bothering you?
I'm confused by Nazaria's sudden question.
Something you cared about?
I'll think about it, remembering Mr. Socier, the fairies of war, and Master Kalner.
Then I remembered a question, or strong impression.
"Doctor, I'm concerned about the big wings that glow!
Mr. Azeiran said to the fairies of war, "Ex-Wing tribe".
I mean, it means the War Fairies were Ariyi before they were reincarnated, right?
But I've never heard of wings with glowing wings.
The Ariyi seem to have smaller wings than the Heavenly ones, so inferior in their ability to fly. However, the Heavenly Nation only has white-winged people, but the Ariyi Nation has winged people of all colors, right?
But we don't know a winged tribe that is many times bigger than the heavenly tribe and has luminous wings.
And it's Master Kalner.
Master Kalner's wings also emitted dazzling light. Besides, even though the wings were terribly similar to those of the Mistral and Dragon tribes, the size of the spread wings was, like, twice as large, right?
Large wings beyond the peculiarities of the species. And a strange luminescence.
My question is, well done, Nazaria, who plugs the meat in.
Of course, Priscia's hand reached out from the side, and the meat was taken away.
"Remember. Immortals, everyone has glowing wings"
"Is that even an ex-human or an ex-beast?
"Whether it's a warcraft or a grounddragon,"
"Whoa!
Those who appeared before us happened to be former winged species. But if you reincarnate and become a fairy, everyone can have wings like that!
"From a wingless point of view, you get wings that can fly around the sky freely, as long as you're happy. But those who originally had wings will have their wings taken from them and glowing wings in their hands."
"Mm-hmm. When you think about it, people who were proud of their wings and all that, they don't come to mind."
"So some renounce their duties as immortals. Just know now."
There are those who rejoice that they have gained wings.
Conversely, some mourn that they have lost their proud wings.
And some are angry that the "wing" advantage was besides the winged race, Nazaria says.
"Talking about it, is reincarnation not arbitrary, but something like coercion?
To Mistral's question, you're right, and Mr. Nazaria snorts sadly.
I wonder why Nazaria taught us so much about the negative parts of the fairy.
"For the record, the immortals and other things that come out of the story, that is, people who are out of the service of immortals, searching for their own path, or looking for new frontiers,"
To Mr. Sedgim's conclusion, I see, I nod.
With tails, tails and wings attached to the root facts, it becomes all sorts of legends and fairytales. That's what Mr. Kalner said, too.
There is a true story based on any story, and there are people who can be the source of the immortals that appear in the story.
"Come on, so far about the Immortals. You guys have something to make up, don't you?
After meals, sip (soot) warm drinks before your holidays while surrounding the burning fire.
The truth is, I'd like to ask you a lot more questions, but time was finite.
"Girls, they're going on a journey soon, right?
"On the auspicious day of spring, come to the sign of the Spirit Tree of Ernea."
"Well, that means we have to get ready by then."
It is extremely likely that demons and their kings will emerge, targeting girls. I mean, Micheira and the others, I'm sure they'll show up.
And he expected us to guard the girl and crusade the demon king.
"It's been quite a while."
"Spring is almost here."
Yufiria and Nina join hands to see what we can do.
"Hawa. We don't have much time."
We need to hurry up and get ready.
Lyla lets her eyes swim restlessly and Ms. Sefina puts her hand on her chin and thinks in.
"Oh well, that's going to be an unprecedented noise"
"You never have to challenge your total strength."
Words are backwards, Luiseine, which seems a little fun. Master Madeleine is happy to shine her eyes.
"Well, let's split up and move."
Mistral looked at me to make sure.
"Yeah, that's better."
I was ready, but I couldn't make it. Oh, my God, it doesn't even spill.
I've undertaken the request, but I have to get it done.
"Then..."
The whole family took the initiative to raise their hands before I could say how to assign roles.
"The kingdom of Arms, we will go."
"The kingdom of Arms is in our hands."
Ufiria and Nina say they're going to go direct to the king.
The help of the Armored Kingdom is absolutely essential.
In preparation for this, I want you to support me in terms of people and supplies.
"I will go to the kingdom of Jortenitos."
Arms Ard Kingdom and its eastern neighbor who will be twins. To the kingdom of Yortenitos, Lyla is on her way.
"Can't we even get the help of the Adventurers' Union?
Ms. Sefina then returned from her journey of ideas and expressed her opinion.
"That's a good idea. Some adventurers are amazing."
Now, in the case of the Evil Nation at the end of last year, many adventurers came into play.
It would be nice to have someone named for cooperation.
"The Beasts will spare no effort."
The warriors of the Beast Clan, who were listening to this story, gave me a name.
Master Jabalayan also smiles favorably and promises to spare no effort to lend a hand.
"Then I'll take care of Dragon Peak."
Nearby, a regular Dragon King meeting is held. So ask Mistral to cooperate.
"Then let me work my way to the temple"
"If Master Madrine were Jortenitos, I would go to the temple of the kingdom of Armuad"
Luiseine the witch and Madeleine the witch head, each hang to the temple. When I thought of it, I waited for it from Madeleine.
"Luiseine. Leave the matter of the temple to me. You must have other roles to play."
Even though it belongs to the great temple of the kingdom of Jortenitos, it may indeed be more efficient for Madrine, the witch-head, to move.
But what else is Luiseine supposed to do?
Everyone tilts their necks.
There, a person with the answer raised his hand from himself.
"Mm-hmm. Alicia will help! All right, I'll ask my big best friend to help. You want to go, too, Priscia?
"Whoa. Go!"
Well, I just thought a little bit about who the big best friend was, and I flashed.
"Luiseine, accompany Alicia and Priscia!
"Oh well, this is a big part"
Speaking of which, the ear elder sisters had a great best friend before the New Year's Eve, didn't they?
A great magician named Momo!
If Momo will cooperate, I'm comfortable.
But it's too dangerous to let Alicia and Priscia pick you up alone.
So it was decided to ask Luiseine to make two offerings.
"Well, I..."
"Ernea is in charge of the demonic kingdom."
"What!?
"And the transmission to the Warcraft, as the allies of the Dragon Peak Alliance, the work to the Dragon Nation"
"Mi, Mr. Mistral......?
"Yes, well, how about a greeting to Ong and to the Ear Elders and Spirits of the Dragon Forest?
"Hi-yah!
Everyone laughs at the amount of work they do to me without question.
However, no one ever showed up to cooperate with me.