We Live in Dragon’s Peak

... muscles, flesh.

Thick chest plate. Thick, rough hands and feet. Tight abs.

"Ugh..."

This is a bad dream.

I've been busy with a lot of things lately, so they're just doing it.

"... a? Big Length......,... Nair?

Yakshion approaches us as he scratches the hot tub lavishly.

Cestelinis is the one who leads me to escape under too much pressure and strangle my wings from behind.

Ido reached out to me with an unsightly smile on his face.

"Wow!

I wave my hands aggressively trying to shake off the demons of the muscle Phantoms.

"Holy shit!

"... that?

But my hands grabbed something soft, not a hard mass of muscle.

"... Nair. Ernea?"

A soft voice reaches your ear, not a yakshion, not a cestarinis, not an ido.

And I suddenly regained consciousness.

"It was a dream!

Tickle, and open your eyes.

Then, it was not the mundane and painful men, but the appearance of a beautiful mistral.

"Are you okay? Though it seemed like a long time?

There's a Mistral face near my face. Or so that it was covered, and Mistral looked down at me.

Apparently, I was lying on Mistral's knee pillow.

A soft sensation, coming from the back of the head.

And there's a soft feeling from both hands.

"Nha. Painful."

Moving my gaze to a cute scream, my left hand was grabbing Niemia.

Whoops!

The soft feeling on my left hand was like Niemia.

So, how does your right hand feel?

Munchkins, every move of a finger returns a nice rebellion.

But in size, I'm just a little short.

Hopefully, I can't fit in my palm enough...

"... Ha!

"Hehe. We're a couple, so you don't mind if we stick together?

Mistral with a bitter smile.

My gaze follows the tip of my extended right arm.

And find out who the soft feel is.

My right hand was tightly wrapped around Mistral's cautious chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You didn't mean that, did you?

I let go of my right hand in a hurry.

Then, he also releases Niemia, who grabbed it in his left hand.

Yes, yes, Niemia.

That was a secret to Mistral, wasn't it?

It was force majeure.

"Nah."

Neemia, free, shivering her whole body as she sifted, flickered her wings and flew over Mistral's head.

And I fix my hair so that I can fix the hair that got messed up because I got grabbed.

But there was nothing like telling Mistral what I thought.

Apparently, it wasn't an evil thought, so you missed it.

Well, thank you.

Next time, I'll have to give you lots of sweets to thank you.

"I want lots and lots to go with Priscia's share."

"Leave it to me!

"Oh, if you think you're awake, suddenly, what are you negotiating?

"Yeah...... I apologized for grabbing you."

"Oh, that's good. So, what am I supposed to be?

"Say anything!

Mistral smiles joyfully, keeping me on my knees and telling my other wives what to do in confidence.

Staring down at Mistral like that, I checked my situation again.

Lower your gaze.

Then I lay naked on my upper body and raised my temper.

Apparently, the nightmare of a muscle hot tub was real.

"I put it up, didn't I?

My body is hot.

Contrary to the pleasant sensation coming from the back of my head, my face feels quite hot and about double swollen.

And Ares was fanning us on the side trying to cool me down when I was boiled.

"Hehe, that was a disaster early in your arrival. Stupid. Honestly, you didn't have to go out with the ids' long water, did you? And Slaney took me outside, so you should thank me when you're feeling better."

An open-air bath with spectacular winter views.

Cold outside air and hot springs to the point of paralysis.

In the winter, this seems to be blissful entertainment.

Immerse yourself in a hot bath and endure until your skin turns bright red. Then I expose my skin to the snowy scenery.

I like to go in warm water for a long time, but that's how to take an indoor bath, Yakushion said.

Winter open-air baths enjoy the cold difference between hot water and the outside air.

And an essential part of the dragon kings' long bath is alcohol.

Normally, drinking in the bathroom is strictly forbidden, and Ufiria and Nina get angry a lot. Apparently, common sense doesn't work for the Dragon Nation.

I can't believe you brought in alcohol from barrel to barrel, hydrated, what a fancy drink to say.

I think I got caught up in those guys out of common sense and had long water until I could climb up.

So you were rescued by a sleanie who came in later and was thus embraced by the Mistrals.

"Thank you, Mistral. And Ares and Niemia."

Though I did say thank you, I still feel my whole body on fire.

So keep it like this for a bit longer and let me rest with my Mistral knee pillow.

"Did you enjoy your bath with all the men?

"Hmmm......"

Close your eyes and that muscular hell will come back to life again.

But you didn't hate it, did you?

It was hot, it was cold, it was really noisy, and I ended up taking a bath until I could get it up, too.

So I guess it was fun after all.

"You know, we talked about a lot of things while we were taking a bath."

What surprised me was the greedy upliftment of the Dragon Kings.

End of last year.

The dragon warriors as well as the Ids. The dragon kings also took part in the Evil Crusade operation.

But even with the power of the Dragon King, he could not inflict a deadly attack on the Evil Nation.

My own martial arts don't work.

All the power, skill, and skill you've been polishing up doesn't make any sense.

Such dragon kings have witnessed a reality unlikely in previous experience.

But the Dragon Kings didn't make a single excuse for "because they're opponents on the scale" or "because they've dealt with a race that's off track".

On the contrary, they were trying to come up with their opinions with each other on how they could give the Evil Nation an attack, and fundamentally review how they were empowered, how they attacked, and how skilled they were in the art.

This is amazing, isn't it?

Reviewing what you've been building up from the beginning is something you're not usually prepared for.

'Cause I don't normally want to think that previous training might have been pointless.

So you might wonder how changing it from the status quo would pave the way for a new one, but you don't think about going back to the first path you've followed and exploring a new one.

But the Dragon Kings were trying to get further heights without sparing their preparation and effort.

"For the Ids, the prestigious title Dragon King is not the end of the goal, is it? I was listening and I was impressed."

"Right. I want other warriors to have the same tireless upliftment as them."

Even the Dragon King is about to grow greedy.

Then the dragon warriors who are trying to be dragon kings need to build up more effort than dragon kings.

Of course, I can't even think about it.

As one of the dragon kings, I have to walk the path of shame on the title.

"So, are we headed to Ong next? You want to show off the results of your recent training, right?

"Yeah. Long time no see, I'd like to be coached by my grandfather. After that, we have to convince Grandpa to explain the situation and help the spirits in the Dragon Forest."

Of course, during the long bath, the dragon kings are spoken of.

I asked him to help me gauge the solution to the problem concerning the demon king, and he had received pleasant consent from the ids.

It's the Mistral who's going to be attending the Dragon King's Conference tomorrow that's going to get us going with the specifics.

So, I am.

I'm still stuck with my plans.

When you rendezvous with Lily in the Dragon Forest, go next to the Demon King of the Giants.

If we can attach the Demon Clan's cooperation, we have to go to the embargo as well.

It would be a hundred manpower if you could get the help of Teru, the legendary warcraft, and I'd like to borrow the hands of Grandma Yuri and Priscia's parents.

I have to ask Yun Yun and Lin Lin to do the same.

Micheira said the girl comes on an auspicious spring day,

It's been quite a few days since the beginning of the year, and Tachiharu is already at the end of his eyes and nose.

Then, using the spirit tree as a signpost, it's not strange when a girl comes to us.

By then, we have to finish preparing to intercept the demon king.

"Niemia will be back in the Ceiling Mountains after this to bring the Luiseinees back, won't she?

Neemia, who was fixing her hair, pointed her curly eyes at me.

But when I tilted my neck just a little bit, I moved my ears pinched like I flashed something.

"Nyan is coming home."

"What!?

Me and Mistral are surprised at what Neemia did that wasn't planned.

"Nha. It's better to have a lot of fighting power. That's why I'm calling your mother."

"I see!

No, normally, Mr. Ashel would also be a more reliable force of war.

But we had no idea that Niemia would return to the ancient capital from herself. So I didn't come to the idea of asking Niemia to call Mr. Ashel...

In the first place, if you're Ashel, you feel like you don't have to call me to detect any signs.

But if Niemia's going to call me directly, I'm sure.

Then I'll bring the Luiseinese back on my way through the demonic kingdom.

Priscia, could you and Alicia have persuaded Momo safely?

Remote magic, get them to join the fight from the Ceiling Mountains.

We expect the magic of Momo, who roared the fairy demon king Kushalila.

And in the east, Master Madrine and Istericia are working hard for me. Of course, Lyla should be running so hard for me.

In the kingdom of Armuad, Ufiria and Nina, plus Mr. Sefina, are running around for me.

How much power can we have in the short term?

What kind of collaboration can we give to everyone who gets together?

Still, the problem is piling up. Even so, time is limited.

"Even if I can't get it up, I'm gonna get a little fever on my head and flutter."

"Hehe. Then at least just lay back slowly now and chill your head"

"Yeah, it's sweet for you to say"

"Report to everyone."

"Duck, duck, duck."

Neemia, a Mistral intelligence officer, waves her tail as she sifts.

Ares smiles, too.

Suddenly, Mistral threw a treat into Niemia and Ares' lovely mouth.

"Nyan."

"Himitsu Himitsu"

"That's how they feed you from time to time!

Don't be afraid, Mistral.

I can't believe I freely manipulated Niemia and Ares.

If I were you, I'd end up being told the other, the other two, the one you asked for.

So stupid, Mistral laughed ridiculously.

"That's, you see. You're sweet."

"Yep. Am I?

I'm glad to be sweet, but keep your mouth shut, okay?

"It's okay. I kept my thoughts a secret."

"Ah!"

No, no, no, even if I kept it a secret earlier, it wouldn't make sense if I exposed it now!?

Shit, nymph, and nimmia with her tongue out.

Apparently, it was an accident.

But you can't inadvertently put me in a crisis!

"Ernea?"

"Chi, it's not. That was force majeure!

He drops his head in the gap between his thighs, which was in a knee-pillow state. And I get pinched in the head with my thighs.

"... this is it, surprisingly nice? Liar, it hurts. Mistral, I'm sorry."

The thigh pinch of the most powerful dragon tribe with the title of Princess Dragon was so painful that it seemed to crack his head.