We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Elnea's worries were approximated, and the forest of Urangaran, stretching north of the Feilong's hunting grounds, was quiet.

That should be it, too. At the behest of Jabalayan the prayerer, most of the tribe of beasts with their settlements in all parts of the forest had already left the forest.

A small number of warriors remained on forest alert, but when they sensibly perceive the anomaly in the sky, they quickly evacuate into the village building.

Animals that originally inhabited the forest of Urangaran, as well as beasts fleeing the hunting grounds of the flying dragons, also lean shoulders behind bushes and in caves of all races, quietly watching the disturbing situation.

Even in the grasslands of Iskhai, which extend to the northern part of the Urangaran forest, there are few figures.

Evacuation is complete here, too, and there is no such thing as inadvertent walking.

So where the hell did the many beasts who evacuated go?

"Good. Sheep, would you please come into the cabin?

During the winter months, Mae, an animal tribe of sheep breeds dressed like this, pushes hard the buttocks of sheep wrapped in body hair stored here and there.

But the sheep will not move, as if they were going to make Mae.

May was still desperately trying to push the sheep's butt and direct them to the cabin.

This is the forgotten ruin capital.

In the abandoned capital, further north of the meadows of Iskhai, the people of the Beast tribe living in the northern lands were gathering.

also push this sheep butt, also this may.

The figure of the adorable Sovereign is filled with nature and laughter from those gathered.

A man appeared who lifted such a may, turning his hand from behind.

"Gawon?

Gawon, a warrior of the dog breed, looks back at Mae.

"Master May, please rest. We will do this kind of work."

"Yeah, May wants to work for you, too. Otherwise, the next time your sister Priscia comes to see me, something I can't be proud of."

To the healthy Sovereign, the bloodthirsty is also healed.

Gawon is one of them.

"Now let May do her job here"

Say, Gawon, put the May you hold on the back of the sheep as it is.

And over this sheep, and over this may also cross.

Laughter leaked from among the Beasts.

"Come on, sheep. Let's go to the old house. Otherwise, you're gonna peel your fur in this cold."

The sheep, whose butts were slapped by the dog breed Gawon, rush into the cabin with no hope of this.

May, too, enters the old house on a sheep. And then he gets lost in a swarm of hissing sheep and disappears.

"Shit, this is miscalculation"

Gawon laughing bitterly.

There, diving through the legs of the sheep, May returned.

"Hey, Gawon. It was so much fun. When Priscia gets here, what do you say we hang out at the sheep's feet?

Oh man, and Gawon, who again embraced the cheerful May, leaves the cabin with his little Sovereign on his shoulder as he is.

"So shall we all pray that Priscia and the Elneas will come and see us soon after running errands"

"Yeah, let's do that!

Shaggy May over Gawon's shoulder.

The young girl of the sheep breed, who was insipid, was guided by the best friends of the ear elders and those who could forgive her heart, to a bright character.

If May is the Sovereign, the future of the Beastman tribe living in the North is also bright. Gawon looks up at the southern skies and wishes the warriors well who will be struggling in distant lands.

May and the other Beastmen also saw nature and the southern skies and prayed for everyone.

In that sky, you don't see disturbing clouds just flowing with spring thin clouds.

Apparently, until the ruins the Beasts had evacuated, the clouds of anger that Elnea worried had not shown any spread.

"How's it going up north?

King's capital of the kingdom of Armuad. A painting of that royal castle. And Rubion the king's son ran up into the tower, which was high.

Currently, the king packed it in his deputy capital, and Rubion, the king's prince, was on assignment in the king's capital.

The king said, "I entrust the King Prince with everything that can happen in the future to deal with the national disaster", but Rubion was rightly aware that that means he was just pushed to take care of himself.

Nevertheless, Rubion was not worried too much (just now) because it was the proud braves of the kingdom of Arms and the dragon knights of neighbouring countries, as well as Elnea the Dragon King, the savior of both countries, who was dealing with that "national disaster that could happen" on the front lines.

But Rubion is not a Rakuten family enough to swallow away an anomaly that can be clearly seen in anyone's eyes.

Rubion came up to the Tower of Things, with unexplained sky luminescence that followed from the morning and an anomaly that was now reported exactly.

"Your Highness, look over there"

A soldier pointing to the northern sky, but Rubion also noticed strangely at the time he came up to the Tower of Things.

Dark and creepy clouds erode the northern skies. The view can also be seen from the tower of sight built in a painting of the royal castle.

The clouds of darkness continue to spread, momentum covering the skies of the northern lands.

Depending on the situation in the future, it may even reach over the King's Capital.

The King's Capital of the Kingdom of Arms is located just south of the hunting grounds of the Feilongs.

The warriors that Ernea has summoned should be all the way behind the Great Plains, called the Hunting Grounds of the Feilongs, but if this dark cloud spreads on such a scale as to swallow the Hunting Grounds of the Feilongs themselves, the crisis is imminent in the King's Capital as well.

According to this man of the tuna species, there were signs of alarm in the north last night.

A man of the beast tribe of the rodent species stands beside the soldier.

In the kingdom of Armuad, there were many beastly tribes with founding dreams who came to study abroad.

A man of the rabbit species is one of them.

The dude with a good ear, a rabbit, tells Rubion what he's been doing since last night.

"Late at night, the sound of the bell came slightly from the north. You can still hear the bell slightly from the north."

Rubions of the people don't hear bells. But especially if the beastly people of the well-eared species say so, I'm pretty sure.

"How was it this morning when the sky dazzled?

"Yes. At that time, I didn't hear anything else..."

"So is the morning emission phenomenon and that dark cloud a separate event"

Simply to think, the phenomenon in which the sky shined is likely an auspicious trillion from its divinity. But then the dark clouds started spreading, doesn't that mean there's enough crap going on to wipe out the auspicious trillions at Fei Long's hunting grounds?

Rubion stares at the creepy clouds that spread into the northern sky with a rugged look.

There, the decree came running.

"I would like to report to you. Um, among the citizens under the castle who have seen the clouds of the north, suddenly people are starting to get sick!

"Did you just see it!?

The royal castle was built with the massive use of the white ash left behind by the giant dragons of white peach colour that flew into the fold of the earlier war when they unleashed their roar. I don't know if it's because of that, but there are no reports from within the castle that I feel "sick just seeing it".

But if the anomalies are beginning to appear to those outside the castle, we cannot overlook them.

Rubion gives the order immediately.

"Good, don't look at the black clouds spreading north without darkness, spread the information widely. Evacuate indoors and wait quietly. Tell those still anxious to evacuate to the Royal Castle, the Temple, and the Dragon King's Hall."

Rubion does not believe that the physical damage would extend to the land. There was certainty that Ernea, who would take command on the hunting grounds of the Fei Long, would stop that alone.

Then all you have to do is crush the problem in front of you.

If you are within the royal castle, you will not be offended by the influence of white ash. In the same way, if it were a temple, the priests would unite to protect the people of the city well.

And the Dragon King's Hall, that is, the home of Dragon King Ernea, should be under the protection of the Dragon Nation.

Nevertheless, the usually busy Dragon King's Hall is now quiet. All the dragon tribes visiting the Dragon King's Hall had gone to the hunting grounds of the Fei Dragon.

The decree from Prince Wang instantly spread throughout the Wang capital.

People evacuate indoors and lurk their breath.

But no one speaks of anxiety.

I'm used to it.

Once upon a time, it was in the demonic invasion. If you think the Demons have left, now the Dragons have come to visit as a matter of course and started walking (cuddly) through the capital.

And it was all a boy named Ernea who left the Demons and called the Dragons.

The Elnea gathers people and dragons in the hunting grounds of the Fei Long and does something about it. The inhabitants of Wangdu understood that the anomaly of the northern sky was also definitely an Ernean entanglement.

So no anxiety. Elnea would do something about it. Then we just have to wait quietly for the noise to subside.

People are indoors and look forward to the future of this anomaly wondering what interesting commotion it will be next.

Rubion looks down from the top of the tower of things as the decree reaches all over the king's capital and the shadow disappears from the corner.

Rubion, staring back at the quiet capital of the king, turns his thoughts around wondering if there is any inadequacy in the response as the king's deputy.

Was it really only good to evacuate indoors?

So far, reports have come up that if you see dark clouds spreading north, you feel ill, or some people fall into it.

But if the situation gets worse than it is now, we will have to take more other measures.

Nevertheless, there is a limit to the number of people who can remain anonymous (kakuma) in the royal castle, temple, and dragon king's hall.

"No, you think too much. After all, I wouldn't make the mistake that Ernea would have done to spread the damage this far."

Ernea is laying down a complete attitude.

Rubion turns his gaze from the top of the tower of things, at the end of the hunting grounds of the Feilongs.

At that time, a man of the species moved his long ears whilst turning his gaze to the south opposite Rubion.

"His Royal Highness Prince Wang... From the south, you can hear the song"

"A song?

Rubions and soldiers who are told by men of the species of violets and turn their consciousness south.

But the Rubions of the people don't hear anything like a song.

"Really, is it a song? Didn't you mishear the wind cut?"

To the surprise of Rubion, the man of the rabbit species put a clear denial as he turned his ear to the south of the rabbit.

"No, it's a song. From behind the dragon forest you can hear such beautiful singing voices that you don't think they belong in this world"

"From the Dragon Forest?

Everyone looked at each other in wonder at the convincing words of the man of the rodent species.

The adventurers of the people retreat quickly. Neither the warriors of the Beast tribe, blind to the prey in front of them, retreat into the fortress.

Even though it wasn't a group that was an organization called the Army, people show a unified move.

And there were those who looked down from a picture of the fortress.

"So, Wender. I want you to leave the emperor's side and let me know what you think of this visit to the kingdom of the people"

Alex, the most righteous man in the line, asked, and a great man standing beside him grinned bitterly.

"You're a quick guy to say that this commotion hasn't even converged yet, you are"

Wender looks down at those who shelter from the creepy clouds of temper that spread over the sky.

Sure, temper is dangerous. If you are weak, some people just feel bad or even debilitated. If you have a strong enough temper to visualize it, it can be life-threatening in some cases.

However, if you are a divine or heavenly people, you can use your own power to prevent the negative effects of temper. From that point of view, man and beast tribes, no matter how tenacious, are not a threat.

But when Wender swallowed his cheap thoughts, he made his gaze further.

Then he could see those who continued to fight in every part of the fortress and in the hunting grounds of the flying dragon, without even cowering in the clouds of temper that eroded the sky.

Dragon warriors and dragon tribes. Plus, giants and warcraft. And the demons.

Even Wender, known as Wushu, gathers and fights those who do not want to be hostile to the face.

Wender calmly analyzes the battlefield beside Alex. And even though I called it an early count myself, I derived the answer.

"What if I was still a martial arts god and in a position to advise the emperor... I would strongly advise you that you should never invade this land."

Charming land.

rich nature and the many animals that breathe there.

If this land were the territory of the Empire, people would sing much happiness.

But that is the story of the great premise that if it is only the territory of the Empire.

Wender brings to mind thoughts that are not divine.

Then, if you are asked if you want to get this land until you invade it, you will absolutely deny it.

If you set your ambitions on this land, it is not a question of how much sacrifice you have until you have the charm to rule.

No matter how many sacrifices you make, you cannot invade this land.

"Eight Dragon Kings Elnea Ease? I would honestly be glad that I was lucky not to meet him in a hostile position. And I want to thank you most sincerely for leading me to this land."

Without taking his gaze off the growing battlefield, Wender leaked his heart.

Alex, who was listening beside him, smiles satisfactorily, yes.

Then a young man, who had refrained behind the two, broke into conversation with a little dissatisfaction.

"Brother, Master Wender. I'll see you later for my thoughts on this trip. It's time for us to show our prestige as gods, or we'll be the laughing seeds of the demons."

Behind Alex and Wender, two divine tribes and one heavenly tribe refrained. One of them, Alf, Alex's brother, pulled the divine sword out of his sheath and turned his sword tip to the battlefield.

"Amira is also unhappy with the current situation"

Amira, standing next to Alf, had the words sealed. So, his brother, Alf, speaks for his youngest sister, Amira.

But Amira, the person of the day, shakes her neck sideways, as troubled.

Apparently, Alf is just saying it on his own.

Nevertheless, Alex and Wender also understood what Alf said.

Alf, with their consent, tries to pop out bloody.

"Amira, you want him?

Asked by Alex, his eldest brother, Amira makes two grips in front of his chest and snorts. Alf, who saw it, shouted dissatisfied.

"No, my brother. I'll protect Amira!

"No, Master Alf. It is in my role to protect you both. Now, Dear Alex, Dear Wender, I'm going."

"Louvent, do me a favor"

Two siblings and Alex dropping off loyal ministers. Beside it, Wender also stared into the air in preparation for the forthcoming battle.

Around that time. Elsewhere in the Great Castle Fortress, four men and women were rubbing.

"Come on, Jildofong, Larsa, and Jewel, too. It's time for us to go!

"Hey, Zildo. Stop Master Irie."

"Say what, Larsa. How can you stop Master Irie from inheriting Dragon Treasure Ball?

Previously, four men and women had only fought to such an extent as to shake off the firepowder on which they descended, and had made a monumental parade around the hunting grounds of the Feilongs. However, the clouds of anger began to spread in the sky, making it impossible to stand long.

Nevertheless, Irie is the only one who shows motivation. The two old men look at each other like they're in trouble.

"You're more or less. Why should I be involved in the trouble of Zildo?"

"Yeah, say what. Even you, when you were young, would have been well taken care of by Master Irie. Besides, you weren't the one who said you wanted to go around and see what the youngsters were up to?

"I said. I told you, you don't have to give me a new ordeal after I just returned, do you?

Three hundred years ago, Irie looked older than Jildo and Larsa, who were youthful youth.

But the long years have passed and the position has been reversed.

Unlike the two old men, Irie, who is always young, drops her shoulders on two of her heavy hips.

"Hey, you guys. Still the Eight Dragon Kings?

"No, not anymore."

"No, no, I'm not, either, am I?

"Don't lie to me, Larsa. You're still active, aren't you?

"Yeah, don't say anything like I found out. I can't beat an old man. I don't have any more strength."

"That's what we're gonna lie about, right? We've come a long way from the kingdom of the southern gods. I don't think you're losing strength. Besides, you're good at dragon tricks, so you can make up for your old strength."

"Don't be stupid. I couldn't even cross Dragon Peak without Jewel's care, could I? I finally got back to work a little harder."

"Ha ha. I don't want to be laboured. Anyway, there's no dragon treasure balls. You can't help me anymore, can you?

"You would have been just as violent without that raging dragon jewel."

"If you say so, so do you."

Irie laughs at the words of the two old men.

Such was the heavenly Jewel, who watched the three Dragon tribes, speaking to the dreaded Irie.

"Oh, you know... Are you sure you don't want to stop?"

Irie laughs and flushes Jewel's worry.

"It's fine. Those two have been like that for a long time. You two were close enough to fight, when you were younger. Well, now it doesn't seem youthful enough to have a verbal fight, so, you know, a combination."

Jildo and Larsa told Irie to explain.

"Mostly, Dear Irie. Why isn't Irie getting old?"

"Mostly, Dear Irie. You can leave the dragon's graveyard guard and come down to the flat, so rinse."

Irie lives in the north of Dragon Peak, a place called the Dragon Cemetery and feared.

It was something even Larsa, the Great Eight Dragon Kings, could not believe, such as Irie leaving the Dragon's Graveyard, which was responsible for leading the old Dragon Clan to the Dragon God in peace.

Then to Larsa's inquiry, Irie smiles as she stares at the tall tower at the distance.

"Because if the dragon god asks you to take care of him, you can't say no, can you?

To Eilee's answer, Larsa is breathtaking.

Apparently, he didn't know that the Dragon King was at the mercy of the Dragon God.

"Oh, come on, Zildo?

"Wahaha. Have you finally noticed the awesomeness of the disciple of Non? If you regret it, you should try to raise a good apprentice."

"Hmm, apprentice..."

It was Larsa who looked round her eyes and stared at the direction of the tower, but then turned back to Jewel, who carefully refrained behind her.