We Live in Dragon's Peak

When he recovered from the debilitation and got out of the building where he was staying, he was surrounded by dragon people and thanked a lot.

I guess it's my fault. A woman wanted to come by and stroke my head. [M]

I'm not a game animal, I want to say it out loud.

But I knew if you were stroked, you'd feel good.

And I was worried about the friction with the Demon Clan, but it doesn't seem to be as much as I was worried to hear from the Demon King.

They were demon kings who voluntarily stayed in the building where I slept, but the dragon tribes outside have asked me to intercede to say thank you.

Yeah, more, maybe.

Didn't the Demon King get tired of being thanked and run away?

As for the area anyway.

We discuss the future. [M]

So how do you treat the dragon people?

There were several choices.

For one thing, have them stay in the Necromancer City like this. And persuade the men of the north that we had gone to Dragon Peak to help those who were imprisoned.

But the question arose of what would happen if I left someone here who wasn't also a warrior and was attacked by the demons around me.

Disperse our forces, and someone will escort us?

Ask the Demon King to cooperate and put on security?

Neither.

We cannot afford to spread our power. [M] In the first place, if the Demons attacked on a massive scale with hundreds of thousands of troops, they might not be able to prevent it.

I can also draw attention to asking the Demon King to cooperate any further.

This is not the realm of a giant demon king. Deploying troops to enemy land can also cause a variety of problems.

Okay, second eye.

Move the dragon people to a safe place to hide them.

The first thing I came up with was the embargo Mistral received the other day.

But this became obsolete, not a severe refusal by the Demon King.

Demon King said, didn't he?

Only our friends and family whom we truly trust must be included in the embargo.

Even temporarily, we were not allowed to let the dragon people into that place. What's more, even the very existence of the place was stopped from being communicated.

The Embargo is a truly important and secret place for the Demon King.

And one more thing I was losing track of.

The question of how to take the dragon tribes so far as to hide from the embargo.

Even if you let the Niemias work hard, you can't just carry all the dozens of people.

Is that it?

More, I guess. Maybe more than a hundred people...

That's the same, isn't it? I've been kidnapped from various villages in the north, so it's a lot...

When we rescued him, he was weak and didn't know how many people he had.

That is why the second proposal is also rejected.

The third proposal, which followed, was also never adopted.

The idea is to hide in the kingdom of the giant demon king or the demon capital of the occupied country of Kushalira.

This is the same as the second eye. The part about how we could safely evacuate large numbers of people was the biggest problem, the part we couldn't solve.

It seems difficult to get the Niemias to go back and forth several times and carry them all.

The Demons are also proud. Yes, we've been flown by the Dragons in our faces many times through the sky where we live, and we can't be silent.

If you do poorly, the Dragon Clan is the ones from Dragon Peak. Because of that idea, there is a possibility that we will have more useless disputes than we have now.

So what do we do?

When I looked east as I toured my thoughts, I came up with it!

If this happens, let's all move to Dragon Peak.

The Necromancer City is near Dragon Peak, apparently. I don't see the ridge of Dragon Peak on the other side of the east, but if it's close, I guess we should all get back to Dragon Peak quickly.

I think that would make it easier to convince the people of the North, along with the witness that we saved them.

The Demon King also told me that he would escort me to the point of returning to Dragon Peak.

There's only one problem.

Food.

But this, too, seems to be something the Demon King can do with summoning magic.

Summoning magic is amazing. I thought so, but he needs to be quite prepared or something.

The demon king left Luirala and the black-wing demons under his command, once to prepare, disappeared from the Necromancer City.

Of course, instantly with space transfer magic.

It was also decided what was to be done, and a moment of rest came until the demon king was ready.

I'm awake from debilitation, but it seems like everyone has been busy taking care of the open people and burying the dead warriors.

I'm sorry I just went to bed and I'm sorry to everyone.

So what can I do for you?

When I consulted Mistral, one suggestion was made.

It wasn't hard though.

The cursed warriors were apparently buried in the Necromancer City. You can't take the remains back to Dragon Peak.

In the course of the burial, Luiseine carried out the ritual of purification to prevent the carcass from being abused by necromancers like Goldoba.

But the Dragons aren't religious followers of people.

I'm sorry about Louiseine, but you want to run the funeral again?

And he wants me to dedicate my dragon sword dance to that funeral.

I'm not alone. [M] In my dragon sword dance, which purified all the dead in the Necromancer City, I was strongly asked by the dragon people to send the warriors.

The Dragon Sword Dance is also the secret sword art of the Dragon Nation, so as a least to help the warriors, I accepted it with all my heart.

Beautiful night of stars.

Mistral stretches the dragon qi of the Holy Class in the cemetery, and Luiseine offers prayers for the dead. And I danced the dragon sword dance and sent the soul of the dead.

Sometimes it was the second funeral, and the dragon people quietly watched me dance.

And surprisingly, the black-wing demons.

It was a funeral to send the dragon warriors, but they strongly asked me to join them as the same warrior.

The black-wing demons who attended the funeral with the recognition of the dragon people were correct in their posture and a gentleman's response.

Everyone was surprised by this, not just me.

By the way, it seems that Luilara is still upright in the building as a punishment ahead.

I'm also surprised by Luirala, who is being punished correctly, but also by the demon king of the giant who keeps that Luirala under full command.

And it's kind of emotional how dragon sword dance helps like this.

I can't thank Old Sleighsta enough for giving me the dragon sword dance.

The funeral ritual was laid down, and we exchanged black-winged demons and dragon people for a careful feast.

The food we brought, and what the Black-winged Demons had for themselves.

They say the Demon King will be back in a few days, so it doesn't seem to affect the food situation until then.

Talk to everyone late at night and get some sleep.

I was able to sleep with everyone where they were sleeping, not in the building I was staying in during the debilitation.

Yeah. Let Luilara stand alone and lonely.

The next morning.

Feel the weight around your stomach and wake up.

"Good morning, Priscia, Neemia"

"Morning."

"Nah."

The ones on my stomach were Priscia and Niemia.

Priscia stares at me with her glittering eyes expecting something. [M]

"Yeah. Shall we go for a walk"

"Yay."

"Go for a walk."

Priscia and Niemia jump on my stomach.

Ugh. It's painful!

Get dressed, get your blush sleeping habits done, and get out of the house where you stayed.

The women seem busy preparing breakfast in the morning.

We always live together in the village of Mistral. So I'm used to cooking in bulk for everyone, too. The Mistrals were taking the lead and cooking for everyone.

"Morning."

When I spoke, everyone smiled and greeted me back.

"Hey, Priscia and I are going for a walk."

"I remember the emergency."

"My stomach hurts a little, I'm gonna pull it out"

"Here."

Mistral scolds the twin princesses who tried to get out and follow us with strange excuses. Side by side, I held Priscia's hand and went for a walk in the morning.

Niemia has been indulgent over my head for a long time.

Speaking of which, I feel like it's been a long time since I've left you with Priscia like this.

I couldn't afford it myself because it was a strained itinerary.

Priscia was also enjoying a long walk with me, or walking in a light foothold.

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm."

Priscia worked so hard, she told me so many stories.

I am weakened by the embargo. [M] Having adventured only a little within the forbidden realm with Lyla and the twin princesses.

Oh, my God, they have hot springs in a thousand lakes. So I swim with Niemia, and she talks fun.

Niemia also makes it look like she's having fun while adding a supplement to Priscia's story.

In the Forbidden Forest, you just played with the animals? And there were a lot of spirits there.

When it's all settled, I'd like to join Priscia in an adventure of embargoes.

The adventure of an undisclosed land is a man's dream!

And even in this Necromancer City, it seems that Priscia went to many places with the Luiseinees.

Priscia is an ear long clan, originally living with nature deep in the dragon forest. So these big cities seem rare.

The kingdom of Yortenitos was also big and gorgeous, but you couldn't take a full look around the city there.

Looks like this city, where all the inhabitants of the deceased are gone and in a way peaceful, was a great place to visit the city of Priscia.

"Over there, there's a big park. There's plenty of chairs. There's a fountain. It's full of trees."

"Beautiful scenery from that tall building."

"There's nothing to eat in that big house."

"The deceased needs food."

"Over there, we all had a little sneak peek."

"The dragon children were screaming."

Priscia and Niemia's fun stories make my imagination swell.

Screaming... even the warriors in the Mistral village were screaming, child. Bye.

And even though it is the only place where the deceased lived, I am amazed at how to build a city like this for the living.

Moreover, I regret that it is a more tidy and beautiful city than the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Arms.

The ruler of this city is that Necromancer Goldba, isn't he?

I wonder why Goldba built such a city of the dead. And when I think that I was summoning the entire inhabitants of the city and letting them live, I find out that Goldba is a demonic general with terrible magic.

Me and Priscia and Neemia enjoyed a walk with a lot of talk.

Gyu, where Priscia's stomach is, uses a little backstroke.

We don't even know where we are when we walk on land we don't even know where we are.

So ask Niemia to grow up and return is an empty journey.

The Necromance-free city, seen from the sky, was beautiful in the morning sun.