We Live in Dragon’s Peak

After the walk, it was a dinner party.

Spring is the season, so it's a little flower shopping.

The flowers, only small grasshoppers blooming at your feet, but the leaves grown by Spirit Tree, glow lush.

Even without flowers, if I looked up, there was a lovely view.

Foods and drinks brought by everyone line up in the shade of Spirit Tree's fundamental tree. Me or Priscia's tummy squeaks.

"Oh-ho."

Even Spirit Tree, I've been hoping for rice!

"No, no, Spirit Tree, you can already suck up power from the dragon vein yourself, right?

"Oh no!

Jesus Christ, we laugh.

It's like you're dealing with a child in your hand.

But I'm also glad that Spirit Tree is getting sweet.

Is this what you call kindness!?

"I don't have a choice."

Before I filled my stomach, I was supposed to give Spirit Tree some rice.

Lie down between the thick roots and the roots, leaving your back in the splendid trunk to immerse yourself in meditation.

"Dinner."

"Until Ares!?

Then Ares monopolizes over my lap and sings her nose out feeling good.

Previously, when I was meditating, I put Ares with the wooden knife of a spirit tree on my lap and I gave them strength.

But you're not from now on.

"No, wait, okay? From now on, you're gonna leave your back to Spirit Tree to meditate, right? Does that mean you'll have a fun attitude!?

"You're a fool. It makes sense because you meditate in the right position."

"That's what Grandpa says, he meditates with tenacity and blurring, right?!?

"If it takes as long as I am, it is a constant battlefield. The spirit is a state of meditation, even if it seems so generous"

"Is it true?

"Well, that sounds like something."

Then Mr. Ashel was laughing with his nose.

The giant demon king is also a little kid.

"Yeah, you disrespectless bastards. See, why don't you give strength to the Spirit Tree?"

"Yes, I was."

You have to feed Spirit Tree, I won't put it on the rice!

I meditate.

Soon afterwards, he felt a powerful life coming from his back.

An absolute presence that pierces the heavens and the earth, like a pillar that supports the world.

From the dragon vein flowing inside the spiritual mountain, he is drawing strength with energy.

Boom, there are signs that the sucked up dragon pulse rises up the trunk and flows to the tip of the branch.

Spirit Tree turns a dragon pulse into its own vitality. And from the tip of the branches to the world, it was releasing the breath of life.

"All right, you can't beat Spirit Tree."

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh."

I, too, blend my spirit into the dragon pulse to receive power.

Give some to Ares, who sits on her lap, and give the rest to the Spirit Tree.

My inner smelting power interacted with Spirit Tree's vitality and spread to the world.

"Hmm, Priscia wants meat over there, right?

"You're a foodie."

While I'm feeding Spirit Tree and Ares. Priscia was sitting on the lap of the giant demon king, swelling her cheeks as she mowed.

Plus, more importantly, I use that demon king in my jaw!

Don't be afraid, Priscia.

I'm sure there's about Priscia who can say herself to the giant demon king.

Whoops, caught by the smell of food, my stomach rattled.

"It's the only way. We'll have dinner again, won't we?

"Anytime, if you wish!

The spirit tree satisfied me, so I held Ares and joined the dinner party circle.

"Okay, I'm gonna eat so much that I can't beat Spirit Tree!

The dinner party moves straight to the banquet.

Well, it's the usual thing, isn't it?

Priscia shows off her art, Fiorina or Reem sings.

Of course, there's a giant demon king and an old Sleighsta hangover.

Surrounded by the cheerfulness of spring and the gentle breath of Spirit Tree, we relax for a happy time.

Me, too, had dinner full and a little alcohol.

"Up. I don't want to see you simmer potatoes again, do I?

"And, Ernea, you say it every time, but the next day you're just as cheeky, right?

"Because it's delicious!

Have you had enough today, though?

Yoo-hoo.

I'm the Dragon King of the Potatoes, and he calls me the title I heard somewhere, and I get up.

"Is this a post-meal walk?

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, what's going on around here?"

"You mean that?

"Yeah."

Louiseine and everyone else pay attention to me. In it, I walk toward where Old Sleighsta stands.

But apparently, I was a little uncomfortable walking.

"I don't know, you can't walk too far, can you?

"Are you drunk?

The ear elders tilt their necks.

But it's not. I'm not drunk, and I'm trying to walk right.

Still uncomfortable, I'm sure, because I don't have the weight of a wooden knife of a spirit tree on my right hip.

A little lonely, I'm not used to it yet.

So, is walking out of equilibrium too?

Everyone laughs bitterly when they see the way I walk.

"Oh, is that so weird?

"You should wear a new sword on your right hip sooner or later."

Old Sleighsta looks down on me.

"A new sword."

The giant demon king was wrinkling at the root of his brow when he saw what I was like now.

"You'd already have another sword, wouldn't you? Keep that sword on."

"Yeah, yeah, the Devil's Sword is definitely no! Besides, I don't think it's going to be easy to find a sword to replace Spirit Tree."

'Yes, they are. I don't want you to find me. "

Neither does Spirit Tree seem to want you to find an easy replacement for yourself. Shake the branch leaves to protest against the Demon King.

"You have a desire for exclusivity."

"Do you look like me?

I have an exclusive appetite for my wives, too.

"Nevertheless, you won't ever be able to dance dragon swords only with white swords, will you?

Asked the Demon King what he thought, I showed some determination.

"Grandpa."

"Mmm, what are you thinking?

I give Old Sleighsta the white sword on my left hip.

Seeing how I behaved, I was surprised not only by Old Sleighsta, but even by the giant Demon King and Grandma Yuri.

I'm going to put my sword down.

"Ho?

Old Sleighsta stared at me with her golden eyes.

There, the Mistrals also rose up and ran over to me.

Guys, that's a serious look.

"Yeah, right. It doesn't mean you're going to hide out or throw away the dragon sword dance, does it?

He thinks it's me with the dragon sword dance, and it's too early to hide.

But here I am, I have to stop for once.

Yeah, no. If I'm going to say more, I think I need to get back to my beginnings.

Previous experience. And the rest of your life. After all my thoughts, I made a decision. [M]

"Grandpa said it a long time ago, didn't he? If you gain strength, you will be swallowed up by a more powerful force. I think that's how I am right now."

At first, it was like I was even running away from the demons.

But I taught Old Sleighsta, got the wooden sword and white sword of the spirit tree, and gradually began to get caught up in the great commotion.

And when I realized it, I was enough to stick my neck in a major commotion that would affect the world.

"In a good way, I think that's all I've grown up to be. But in other words, I think he was intervening from his pride and arrogance in having power, in more difficult problems, in more difficult disturbances."

So once again, I offered my white sword to Old Sleighsta.

"Now that the Spirit Tree has taken root, I've been able to make a decision. Once I put my weapon down, I tried to get back to the beginning."

I think it's a good opportunity.

Let go of the wooden knife and white sword of the spirit tree. That means I won't be able to dance dragon swords and I won't be able to use my powers.

By letting go of a powerful weapon myself, I'm going to feel my weakness and the breadth of the world again.

"But yeah. Going home from the beginning means you're going to grow up again, right? So, Grandpa. Keep training, will you? And give me back my white sword when I grow up again."

Everyone was listening to my resolve in silence.

As a matter of fact, I've been discussing this with my wives more than once since I came back from Fei Long's hunting grounds.

At first they disagreed with me a lot or thought of another way, and I was told. Still, the Mistrals who drew my resolve agreed with me at the end of the day.

And my wives agreed with me and offered their weapons to Old Sleighsta.

"As a war witch, letting go of the sword is painful, though. I want to go home and train witches."

Luiseine gave him a sword.

"If that's what the shooting star Louiseine says, you can't lose as a witch-head. I'm going back to the Grand Temple to retrain."

Master Madeleine, give me your own scepter.

"To Madeleine, you can't lose. I'm going to try and get my fist down for once so you can pick me up soon, Ernea."

Sefina wears her favorite armor.

"Wow, if that's what Sefina and everyone else say, so am I. But even if you put down your two-handed stick, please keep your relationship with Master Levaria going."

A spiritual tree two-handed stick, by Lyla.

"If everyone does that, I'll put the Dragon Feng Sword back too"

"If everyone does that, I don't drink either."

"No, no, it looks like Yuffy and Nina are something different!? In the first place, the Dragon Feng Sword is the treasure of the Dragon Nation, and alcohol has nothing to do with training, right?

Yufiria and Nina are the Golden Dragon Feng Swords.

"Then I too... And I just wanted to say. You can't let go of a one-handed stick for punishment."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!!

We screamed at the last remaining Mistral decision.

"So, from now on, if you do anything wrong, will a one-handed stick fly in instead of a fist bone (a punch)!?

When I saw Priscia and us blubbering her face, Mistral blew out.

"No, I'm not. It was when Ong played a prank."

"Ahhh......"

I see, the evil over there, everyone laughs.

But now Old Sleighsta blued his face.

"Uhm, it's troublesome. I can't believe you don't understand my love."

"In Ong's case, the degree is too high."

You have no choice, do you? It relentlessly unleashes a flood of runny nose, which makes me angry with Mistral.

Though, I'll miss you when old Sleighsta stops playing pranks. Let's take a look at you a little more.

"You're so nostalgic. With the breadth of your heart, you're saying you're gonna open up a new path, right? Even if it's the path of misery."

"Yes, because I've been taught that it's only through misery that we have a bright future!

Old Sleighsta, who drew our unshakeable determination, received the White Sword and each weapon.

"From what I've received, I don't think it's easy to return it. In the face of any difficulty, let go of the power that is not in your hands and do not seek it?

"I'm ready!

"Let's be good. Let us continue to refine, then. I will guide you, too."

Thank you, and we are the foundations of the Spirit Tree, and we swore to each other from now on.