We Live in Dragon's Peak

"I'm sorry, Mistral"

"Hehe, what are you apologizing for?

"Because this happened because of me..."

"Mr. Fool. This won't be your fault. Nobody's been harmed, and you don't have to apologize."

"But..."

"You know what? It's very easy to solve problems with rough things. You or me with power. But Ernea doesn't want it. It's also your charm, and we can empathize. That's why it's okay as it is."

"Yeah. It would help if you told Mistral that."

"Heh heh. Wouldn't it help if someone else said that?"

"Ugh. That's not true."

I'm having a conversation with Mistral about swallowing, but this is a prison under the Royal Castle. We were caught in the courtyard. We were separated in our own identities. Among them, only the civilian me and the unidentified Mistral were taken to the Royal Castle basement.

Anyway, I'm sorry they brought me to Mistral's.

Mistral himself named himself a dragon tribe, but there's no way a human race can break that down. I had no proof, so I was taken to jail for the treatment of bullshit.

Speaking of dungeons, there was a preconceived notion of a dim, dirty place painted with dirt and dust for the first time. But that's the Royal Castle underground prison. The cobblestone floors are beautiful, and the steel iron lattice has no rust. Every incarceration has a narrow but sleeping area, as well as a hand wash. I don't have a compartment, so I can see the whole thing. The size of the prison can be bigger than my parents' room, to be honest.

Now that the meal is delicious, I wonder if it would be bitter to live here.

... No, no, I don't like not seeing everyone. So I want to get out of here quickly.

My quarters and Mistral's captive quarters are located opposite each other across the hallway. There are sloppy rows of barns in the basement, but it looks like the only barn used is the one that contains me and Mistral.

And we in the barn were imprisoned dressed as mere luggage without being deprived of the freedom of hands and feet.

I don't have a light source in the cabin, but the hallway is constantly illuminated, and there are enough lights coming in the cabin from a partition with only an iron lattice without walls, and there is no freedom.

Bit of a clap.

I was imagining a scene where a man in a tighter prison with a mask would be tortured, what a tongue-in-cheek.

... It's not what you want. It's just an imagination. And when that happens, you're exercising your strengths without question!

When I made an excuse in my heart without anyone, I could hear the kitten squealing.

Once, a kitten walks down the hallway lined with dungeons.

Lovely round eyes. Cute kitten with a plump hat on her head and a thin peach tip in the guise of a flying dragon. He shakes his tail twice as long as his body and walks towards us.

"Hey, Niemia. That was fast."

"Nah."

Kitten, Toto Niemia, easily crept through the gap in the iron lattice and jumped on my chest.

"Peppongo."

"No, no, no. I'm not like a twin princess or a lila."

"Ernea?"

"Mi, Mr. Mistral. Why do you look so harsh!?

"Mistral must be coming. Give up."

"Neemia, remember later"

"Nha. I don't want to leave the house."

"No, you won't be imprisoned..."

Niemia shook her head like she was frightened when she sifted, and then climbed up my shoulder to a fixed position.

"So, what's going on out there?

Ask Niemia a question to relax over my head. [M]

"I've been scouting hard."

Royal Castle Underground Prison.

A situation where Mistral and swallowing, or Niemia pretending to be a kitten, can easily break in and even speak people's language earlier.

Whoa, what happened to the guard? Are there any guard soldiers or frightened people to investigate? I don't know what to think.

Quickly after being admitted to the store. Don't tell me Mistral fainted all the people around him with dragon art.

"Terrible."

Niemia shook her head again as she sifted over my head.

"So, what's the situation?

From the other side of the house, Mistral asks.

"Luiseine, your sister and Priscia are in the same room. People in the same clothes are protecting you."

I wonder if the witch who packs it in the royal castle or the witch sent by the Great Temple of King Yortenithos's capital protects Luiseine. Priscia also decided that there was no harm in being a child, and must have been deposited with Louiseine.

We are all careful not to expose the identity of Priscia. I'm talking about Louiseine. I'm sure you'll be fine.

"Yuffi and Nina, your sister are in a fancy room."

I guess the twin princesses are treated as princesses. Well, is that natural? Anyway, those two are supposed to be kidnapped by me and treated like victims.

Nevertheless, I think again.

I can't believe there was an edge conversation between that twin princess and Master Grave.

Due to the attitude and atmosphere of the twin princesses, they don't seem to feel that way at all, but I think Master Grave was obviously aware of the two of them.

Speaking of which, when I first met the twin princesses in the outhouse. Or when I first tasted heavenly hell. Master Grave was staring at me in horrible shape. Was that even jealous that the two of you were showing an interest in me?

Heh heh. Then I would have been able to interact with Master Grave where I had no idea. You feel kind of good.

"Elnea, your brother will fall on the dark side."

"Here. Oh, my God."

"Both of you. Don't have a conversation I don't understand."

"Yes. I'm sorry"

"Nyan."

When we had a conversation mixed with thoughts and words as usual, Mistral pissed me off as usual.

"So how'd it go with Lyla?

"Nah."

Niemia rang as if she had nothing to worry about.

"Lyla, your sister's locked up in a dirty room."

Mm-hmm. Dirty room?

"It's broken where I sleep. Your room's been cleaned, but there's nothing furnished. No dust, but a dirty room filled with air. But I'm fine.

"Could that be. I wonder if this is the room the princess was using..."

Was Lyla trapped there?

My chest suddenly hurts.

"It's okay. Your sister is fine. Elnea, I've been looking forward to seeing your brother."

"Yeah. Let's get to grips with the situation and rescue Lyla."

"Nha. Hang in there."

Niemia is rarely motivated.

"So, hey, have you been looking into what's going on with Philelle?

during disturbances in the courtyard.

It was actually easy to control the field with the exercise of strength. But that doesn't solve anything. At the point of bringing in the tyrant in the first place, I was prepared for some rubbing. I still wanted to bring him in. And in case we could rub it, we all agreed that it would be convenient until we were in a stuffed situation.

A situation where you were stuck with a weapon? That's not a threat or anything if you use spatial leaps.

And no rough stuff, now take it easy. I was doing Niemia a lot of heartfelt favors when she was caught in the policy for now. The beginning of the process is the protection of Lyla and confirmation of everyone's situation. In the unlikely event that Lyla was in some kind of crisis, she was supposed to grow up and even force herself to rescue her. At that time, I didn't mind being long, and I was prepared to move on to exercising my powers.

And among everyone's status checks, it also included Philelle.

Philelle, who didn't show up in the courtyard. I wasn't even on Master Yugra's back. But at least I had contact with Master Grave and told him something about us. That's why there was an ambush in that courtyard.

"The prince is imprisoned in a lavish room."

Mm-hmm. I guess that means you're imprisoned in your own room.

"Probably. There are a lot of scary people standing at the entrance, and the prince can't go out."

Filrell is incarcerated. I think that means he's not involved in our captivity.

He must have returned to greet the king and told Master Grave about us. In doing so, I wonder if Master Grave calculated to catch me and imprisoned Philelle so that she wouldn't be disturbed.

"Like that. The prince said so."

"Oh, you've been talking to me, too."

"Nyah. The prince was apologizing. I'm sure he's going to help. He said to wait."

That care is enough.

"Have you seen anything else?

To my question, Niemia waves her tail and thinks.

"I don't know. I just don't feel like it."

"An unpleasant sign?

I wonder, Mistral really coughed up.

"Elnea, weigh yourself down."

"Ugh..."

"Neemia doesn't teach you weird things either."

"The way you put it, Mistral has noticed something, too."

"Ernea?"

"Ugh. 'Cause I'm curious."

"I don't stick my neck in anything just because I care"

"That's right..."

I know exactly what Mistral says. But I care!

"Ernea, what is the purpose of our presence here?

"My greetings to the King!

"Yes. Then don't stick your neck in anything else"

We are caught so hard in the courtyard that we want to pay our respects to the king somehow. And then finally, I was hoping to pass on the report and advice of the ground dragon disturbance to the people of the country.

But I'm sure you can't do that.

"Mm-hmm. What do you mean?

"Elnea, when I got your brother out of the house, the blue prince said no."

"Guru."

"Think about it."

Mistral says.

"If we let you go, the lies that prince told us to catch will be exposed. Besides, that prince wants to marry Yuffi and Nina. If I let you go, you'll both get away with it."

"So, I've been in jail my whole life, and the twin princesses are forced to talk about the fringe?

"If you think normally."

"That's troubling..."

I'm worried about Lyla, but I'm starting to feel bad about the twin princesses.

"I wonder if that would keep me in captivity forever, even if I stayed here without an opportunity to justify myself"

"That's more than likely."

"... then there's no point in being held captive honestly"

I wonder if my judgment and actions were wrong. [M]

Me, too.

Niemia strokes my head okay.

"Hehe, that's not true."

Mistral smiled at me to encourage me.

"In that courtyard situation, I wouldn't have been able to talk to you slowly. They brought us here, so we can make sure we get a good look at the situation and decide on our future policy."

"I guess so."

If I'd been stronger, I wouldn't have gotten into a trap in the first place.

"There are times when even your mother fails. I can't be perfect."

"Right. But you do, Mr. Ashel."

"That's right. Because there are times when even Ong makes mistakes. I can't do anything perfect. Then it's important to know how to fix it."

"Yeah. Right."

I'm feeling a little better.

"So, have you made up your mind what you're going to do?"

"Yeah..."

"It's forbidden to stick your neck in this country's problems."

"Ugh."

I was stabbed with a nail before I said anything.

"Right. If you're here and you can't justify it, why don't we get out?

"What are you going to do with it?

"Join everyone and pay them a visit and go home?

"Let me be sure, not a question system."

"Yes......"

"But the castle was full of people."

"Right."

The Royal Castle is home to guards, Kingsguards, and many other great men. If you get out and find it, you'll end up rubbing it or you'll end up in captivity again.

But you know what?

"Niemia. I wonder how you've been watching everyone or meeting Philelle, who's incarcerated with strict security"

"Nha. He disappeared and traveled in dragon art."

"Yes. That's the decision!

Let's all act in hiding with Niemia's dragon art. And I'm going to pay you a quick visit and run some errands and head back to Dragon Peak.

"I'm a little suspicious of business."

"Chi, no. It's not like I'm gonna stick my neck in it or anything."

"Ernea?"

"Mistral, it's a misunderstanding. You're just mistaken for fragmented conversations."

"Is it true?"

"True."

"Liar."

"Here, Neemia"

"Elnea, weigh yourself down."

"Gu. Yes."

Whatever it was, the policy was decided and the instruments were decided. Then there's no use for this shop anymore.

"Well, I've decided what I'm going to do, and let's get out of here."

"Right."

Me and Mistral snort.

I made a spatial leap through the iron plaid into the hallway. [M] Mistral twisted the iron lattice and came out into the hallway without difficulty.

... It's like a B woman there, and I wish you'd waited for my rescue.

"Come on, let's go"

The smiling Mistral took my hand and walked out.