We Live in Dragon's Peak

After shopping at the painting and printing shop, we finally set our feet on the theatre of the Kyoto theatre.

That's the king's capital. People crossing the boulevard are going to turn a blind eye. The kingdom of Armuad bisects the bustle in the king's capital and vice capital, but the kingdom of Jortenitos is the prosperity of the king's capital's centralized form.

According to the story, the big cities are the cities of the harbor we stopped at on the canal and the south and east.

Don't get lost, take Priscia and Ares' hands and walk.

Surrounded by blossoming flowers, the people who go out with them are also uplifting their minds, the whole capital was surrounded by a glorious atmosphere with laughter and lively talk that seemed pleasant.

"Still, there's a lot of security patrols."

"Nevertheless, the guards stand out."

On the way to the venue. The twin princess squeaks. I don't think I'd know if I wasn't conscious. The princess is just around here. It's sensitive to the placement of security and the shadows that are distracted by civilians and guarding their surroundings.

"Is it because after the big commotion?

"I don't know. And it's tough."

"I don't know. It's like VIP protection."

It's not that kind of protection because we're walking away, is it? and head to the venue, wondering just a little bit.

The theatre of the troupe that we admire is a splendid stone architecture, with elaborate columns and roofs that often stand out. The theater in front of me gave me a glimpse of popularity.

And for some reason, the area around the venue was most heavily guarded.

I have a bad feeling about it.

Though the most popular troupe, I don't think the guards and guards are always on guard.

The Mistrals also stepped into the theater looking a little uncomfortable.

The marble floors shine beautifully inside, and the indirect lighting lights faintly illuminate the building.

There was a reception and goods store near the entrance, with two open doors leading to the venue in the back and a staircase up to the second floor seat.

I hand the receptionist a ticket for the number of people.

Then the receptionist smiled and was guided directly.

I knew it was crazy.

It's not normal for a receptionist to show me directly. Even when I went to watch it with the brave Listeir in the armored, there was no guide.

And for some reason, there are few signs of people.

It's the most popular troupe, and even though it's close to performing, it doesn't convey the hustle and bustle.

Other than us, there were no guests in or out, and strict security was laid in the theater.

"Elnea, isn't it fitted?

"Guru."

I blushed at the mistral smiling at the atmosphere in the theater.

"Here you go, sir."

Several figures had already lowered their hips in the ground floor seats guided with the receptionist's smile.

"It was too late for you to leave on the Fei Long."

In the venue, the person in the seat who could best appreciate the stage looked back and laughed at me.

"O, king. Why are you here?

Me with a pulled smile.

Oh, my God.

The venue was packed with great people of the country, not just kings.

On the king's side, the three princes, and the ministers who have remembered their faces in the last few days. Noble people dressed in ornaments and clothes so luxurious that they don't take a pull from the royalty. And at the end of the day, even Madeleine, the witch-head.

"Grandpa, you tricked me."

Protest the grandfather, the prime minister, who came to pick him up on his behalf, with his cheeks swollen.

"Caught. Wouldn't you be surprised?

"Surprise, or what is this situation?

Look out for such greats in the venue and ask for an explanation.

"No what. There are many people who want to make out with you. [M] But you will not like such a painful world as aristocratic society. So I thought I'd watch a play."

Grandpa and Chancellor are right, I don't look good in a noble society, and I don't know how to be polite, so I may not be good at face-to-face meetings in altered places, etc.

But I can't believe you tricked me into calling you here.

When I swelled my cheeks and protested, Priscia and Ares imitated.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. If I had told you earlier, maybe you wouldn't have brought all your daughters-in-law, would you?

Grandpa, the Chancellor, turns his gaze to Mistral.

We already know that Mistrals are dragon tribes and are not very familiar with the identity society of people, senior officials like royalty and grandfather prime minister.

And I don't want to force Mistral into the community of those annoying people. Surely Grandpa, as the Chancellor said, I wonder if Mistral would have brought him if he knew the purpose of this one. Yeah, there's absolutely no way you're not bringing only Mistral. As much as I do, I'm resigning myself.

I see. Do you think my thoughts are foreseeable for a skilled grandfather and prime minister?

And since the great men of the country are gathered here today, it was strict vigilance outside.

The theater is private in the country, and the general public can't seem to get in.

You can't go home more than you've come this far, can you? Instead of being rude, I get disrespectful.

We had no choice but to be guided to our seats by our grandfather's prime minister.

"Elnea is here. Lyla, sit here."

The king calls and leads me and Lyla next door. To the king's delightful expression, we sighed bitterly and mixed with laughter.

So the king wants to spend as much time as possible with Lyla.

Everyone understood the king's heart. And Lyla looks happy, she goes next to the king.

"Ernea's on the other side. I won't admit rejection. It's a royal life."

"No, no, king. Don't make it easy for me to give you a royal life."

"The others sit around as they please."

I didn't hear what I said. And there's too much difference in treatment between Lyla and the rest of the women.

When the king takes Lyla's hand and lowers his back, he soaks into the world of just the two of us as soon as possible. What adventures did you have? What kind of place is Dragon Peak? The king who shines his eyes and listens to Lyla, such as his familiarity with me, was frightened not only by us, but by the servants around him.

King, weigh yourself down.

Me and the other women will take their seats as recommended by the king.

I find myself reluctant to sit back around the king, apart from the three princes and the high-ranking officials, but the others don't look very concerned.

Maybe the king is like this.

I didn't realize there were many greetings and clerical interactions during the walk.

Get to your seat, calm down and look around. Then he turned into a king obsessed with Lyla, and Master Grave was taking command of his surroundings.

Lady Grave's impression had changed slightly since the time of the commotion. At first he was disgusting, high-pressure, and a bad person. But I'm starting to see you behave like a royal, and I think Master Grave is still a prince, and he's solid.

"Mr. Ernea, it's been a long time. I'm sorry I didn't get to see you much."

"No, His Highness Philelle is busy. You don't have to worry about me."

It's Philelle I've been talking to. I haven't seen him face to face in days.

Philelle is also royal and seems to have had a hasty day since the commotion. Even so, Yugra-sama was well taken care of only by him and the three accompanying him.

Master Yugra doesn't seem to like being treated comfortably by people. So there was still an atmosphere where I wouldn't let them near me except for Philelle, who had forgiven my heart, and the three of you.

Well, that's the same for tyrants. In the case of tyrants, I hate the care itself. He took Fiorina and Reem and went cattle hunting at your ranch every few days.

By the way, they don't need us to pay for the tyrants' meals. Do you think everything will be treated as part of this reward? Thankful story.

Well, while we were doing that, it was time for the show.

Indirect lighting in the venue is dropped and the stage curtain rises. On the broad stage, the orchestra was on a tense facade and the play began with a chest dance performance.

With thighs, after the venue went dark, Priscia and Ares rode on my lap.

The play becomes a long story. Someone has to take care of the young girl. I guess I'm the right person to take care of this one.

Of course, I have a desire to concentrate and watch the play. But for the second time, This is the first time everyone has. I want everyone to taste the emotion of this play. So I'll take care of Priscia and Ares, and let everyone focus on the play.

Priscia and Ares on one knee at a time, hugging each other.

What if Priscia and the others get tired of watching and grumble? My apprehension ends with concern.

Everyone, including the king, was fascinated by the play.

The story was a little bit of something that made me sad depicting the sad love of the Prince and Virgin of Yortenitos.

Is this a show choice because both royalty and clergy are here to watch?

I'm personally gorgeous. I prefer stories, but stories of love, especially plays based on sadness, were greatly admired by the women.

When the play is over. The Mistrals. The women were moved by tears in their eyes.

Everyone takes their seats and applauds. And once the curtain comes down.

The curtain rose again as the women and nobles exchanged a conversation that aroused their mouths.

For me, this is the place to start.

On stage, the play's main tools and props were cleaned up, and the orchestra stood with an even more tense face.

And in the center of the stage, a princess of dance, wearing a brilliant costume with a lot of exposure, proudly raised her double sword.

The sound of your own throat swallowing the sagging and spitting echoes in your ears.

And as she watched breathlessly, Mai began to dance gracefully. Without accompaniment.

Clothes rubbing sound. Sounds like cutting through the air when waving a double sword. Mixed vibrations that kick the floor all the time and land like wings in a rush.

For the current princess, music had already become unnecessary. Attract people with all of their movements and lead their minds seductively with just the movement of their gaze.

At this time, I was made aware of what the supreme dance was.

Don't just dance to the model. You have to be aware of and fascinate those who watch, not just those who relate.

Why dragon sword dance is the shape of dance. Old Sleighsta and Mistral taught him hands-on techniques. But what I lacked. It's a conscious elegance or behavior of what you watch. And the complacency that your dance is the supreme.

Watch the dance princess dance again this time. After acquiring the knowledge and skills to dance myself, I feel like I could have known something called dance at an unprecedented angle by seeing it with professional eyes.

Keep staring at the dance of the dance princess as she burns it to her soul. And the first dance ended, and the princess stood still with her twin swords raised high.

Shortly afterwards. The orchestra, which was piercing the silence, began to perform violently making her breasts dance, and the dance princess began to dance with it.

The beginning of a dance showdown.

From the beginning, the orchestra is serious. Play with the temper of losing to the world's bustling princess. With honor and pride, Princess Mai also performs a beautiful dance.

The women who were impressed by watching the narrative play were also breathtaking and enthralled by the impending dance showdown.

From before the end of the first song, the speed of performance accelerates. Princess Mai dances brilliantly to the music without delay.

Along the way, the tune suddenly changes and it plays slowly, but the dance of the dance princess hurries and responds to the song without disturbing it.

Since I watched it about a year ago, I was fascinated by the more sophisticated and advanced performance showdown, also forgetting the presence of Priscia and Ares on my lap.

The kingdom of Armuard, the kingdom of Yortenitos, the best in both countries?

Yeah, no. It's the best dance in the world, this!

How many songs would I have gotten into? A performance that increases speed while modulating. The dance of a princess who does not even show her madness in the masterful confusion of the orchestra.

And at last, the orchestra's performance was disrupted.

Again this time, it ended in the victory of Princess Mai.

Proudly, the dancing princess shines her sweat, waves her double sword, and bows deeply to the audience.

The king, Madrine, and all our audiences stood up, clapping and cheering for the princess and the troupe.