We Live in Dragon's Peak

Whenever I breathe, white exhalation leaks from my mouth.

"It's cold."

You snort deeply into my voice, Tris.

After entering the kingdom controlled by the demon king Kushalila and suddenly being baptized by an ambush, we managed to escape on the Niemia to the western mountainous areas.

Snow is still the only thing that has fallen on the flat, but the wind is cold and the sky is more and more grey.

And when you look west, the bright white mountain ridge fills your sight as a cold landscape.

Luilara's story tells us that that is what is called the Heavenly Mountains, a natural factor that separates the cultural areas of the people from the demons?

And somewhere in that heavenly mountains, there must be an eastern magician looking for Listeir.

But before that.

We were looking for lost equipment and food and headed to a nearby village.

A village at the entrance of the Heavenly Mountains. The location has already been identified.

I was checking from the sky while I was traveling on Niemia.

With Luilara at the forefront, we advance in a white breath.

Well, the one who's walking silently is an automatic horse, and we're just riding.

"There's just no snow on the flat, is there?

"If it had snowed all the way around here, I wouldn't have been able to travel."

To my whining, Louis Lara looks around.

From the Heavenly Mountains, sometimes cold winds come down. Each time, we wrapped our collars around each other, trembling in the cold.

But unlike the white-dyed Heavenly Mountains, winter hasn't arrived at the foot yet.

Nevertheless, it is only a matter of time before the flatlands are dyed white.

The sky clouds I looked up to are thick, blocking the sun's sunshine when I say it's still daytime, and staining the world dimly.

"Anyway, you'd better hurry."

"Yeah, you are. If we don't get geared up and find the east magician, Snow Mountain is dangerous."

"Ha, that's you, Ernea. Your concern is the climate, isn't it?

"Oh well..."

Don't forget.

We're not the only ones trying to reach the Heavenly Mountains.

Demon King Kushalillah is also about to cross the Heavenly Mountains into the west.

When that happens, it's possible that somewhere in the Heavenly Mountains it will be relative to Kushalila's gesture.

The forces that were after us along the eastern border could all be moving here.

Then we may finally find ourselves in a dangerous situation.

"All right, let's hurry! Ugh, and it's so cold."

I'm supposed to be granting protection from the cold by dragon technique, but it's still cold. Maybe winter in the Heavenly Mountains is colder than Dragon Peak or something.

I saved Niemia's body temperature as she dived into her nostrils and rested was dusty and warm. But other than that, my hands and feet were getting cold.

My fingertips are starting to tease me and my senses are paralyzing me.

Breathe open or grip your palms, yes, yes. Trying to alleviate the cold somehow, in trial and error, he was laughed at with his nose by the slatton that had lined up.

"Ha, you're weak, you are"

"Isn't Slutton cold?

"It's obvious, right?

I'm with you on how you're exhaling white like everyone else, but Slutton made you move well on the horse.

Awesome!

Depending on how you work out, you'll overcome the cold too, and it was a mistake to be impressed.

"Elnea, don't be fooled, okay? This guy's just getting my flame protection."

"What!

"Whoa, Listea! Don't say that."

Slutton was lightly betrayed by Listeir and seeded.

In our cold eyes, did Slutton get awkward, quickened his horse's legs and just went first?

The village on the border was reached immediately.

The western border zone, before this, would be a harsh mountainous zone, meaning that dozens of villagers lived quietly in marginalized villages.

"Besides me, I want you to prepare their cold clothes. And food and water. And if there is a fiery crystal stone, so is it."

"Ha ha..."

This is a cultural area dominated by demons. This means that those who control the village will also be demons.

All of a sudden, if a decent person or a heavenly or divine tribe comes on horseback, they'll be wary of even the country devils living in the long idle (idyllic) place.

We make a big deal of ourselves behind Luirala so we don't irritate the Demons. [M] Instead, Luilara, my husband, came out to negotiate with me.

Did the setting work for the aristocratic appearance, and enslaving not only the people, but also the Divine and Heavenly tribes, the villagers immediately followed Luilara's instructions and arranged for this necessary object.

"Thick fur, gloves. Sleeping bag on shoes. Yeah, this looks warm. Shall I buy it at that price? But you don't have much fiery Demon Stone, do you?

"Sir, I couldn't afford such a despicable village if I wanted a fiery Demon Stone at this time of year"

"Oh, that's right. Well, then, just enough to accommodate it, will you sell it? Of course, in words."

"Ha ha."

I sigh heartily at Luilala, who pays gold generously. [M]

But that means "what a waste" not "how rich you are" envy sigh.

Residents of the Demonic Nation, who felt better about Luirala, who showed a good, warm atmosphere with wings, prepared hot drinks and food that looked delicious while they were putting together their purchases.

Except for Luilara's share.

Even the demons of the border do not give any consideration to us who are slaves. That seems to be the devil clan.

Guru, and even as Slutton's stomach thundered, the villagers' demons said, "How about that one?" What a voice you don't even speak to me.

"Damn, you're hungry"

Slutton squeaks small.

Since we crossed the border, we haven't spoken of enough food to be full.

Precisely enough to scratch the potatoes that Ares gave me or the dried meat that she held herself for preservation.

Besides, I may have a hard time with food and drink in the future.

Anyway, the food and drinks that Louis Lara bought me, they weren't even lubricated by the surplus from the village that had a tough winter.

In particular, it hurts that I could barely secure the Demonic Stone of Fire.

In order to stay warm in the cold, the Demonic Stone of Fire is a must.

While the villagers are packing, only one person is eating food that looks delicious or warming his body from the inside with a warm drink.

All we can do is stare at Luilara with envy. [M]

But even that Louvent doesn't have any blatant attitudes or ills on this occasion.

If we make a scene in the villages ruled by the Demons, that's where we'll be exposed to Kushalira.

Nevertheless, if Kushalilla's side is about to intervene in the Heavenly Mountains just like ours, I'm sure the exchange in this village will soon pass on.

So I can't take it slow.

I was so afraid, but it didn't make sense.

Because...

"Ho, what is swallowing shopping in a place like this? That's a lot to spare, isn't it?

We are voiced unexpectedly and look back at our backs in surprise. Then there, at some point, is the appearance of the demons.

Besides, I'm not alone or two. Countless demons come into the village from behind us.

"Such an idiot! Why did all of a sudden, the demons come out!

Stunning slatton.

But Slutton isn't the only one who's surprised. Even I was upset by unexpected developments.

I'm not caught off guard. The perimeter vigilance was not neglected so as not to come across Kushalillah's gestures.

Yet I can't believe I didn't notice the proximity of the Demons...

While we were stunned, the demons came into the village. Plus, the black-coated ghosts we've all gotten used to seeing.

And Luilala, who saw the man leading the ghosts, blushed.

"This is, this is... His Excellency the Ghost General Barbia. Isn't it strange to meet on such a periphery?

"Seriously, it's an odd encounter. Sir Ruirala."

Is it a pattern of self acquaintance, a luirala that exchanges words lightly, and a ghost called Barbia.

On the forehead, two sharp, long horns grow.

Red pupils in black eyes. The face is white, but the skin from the neck down is black without having to wrap around the black outfit. And a relaxed outfit and soft waist, like feeling ready to see.

Could it be the ghost of the same tribe as the man who was near the Wise Old Demon King? Not if you're discussing it.

We take the weapon and stay alert.

The ghosts in black also move to besiege us.

Again, there are many.

Ten or twenty is not the number.

The village is instantly occupied by the ghosts in black, and the villagers scream and flee indoors.

This is, no matter how you estimate it, hundreds, yeah, a thousand units of armies if you do poorly!

One touch instant. If someone moves inadvertently, it becomes the end of the battle.

Luilara, who should know what was going on around him like that, but he kept talking to Ghost General Barbia.

"Still, that's surprising. His Excellency the Haunted General thought it was just something that was glaring at you at the border? You see, the gestures we made when we crossed the border, they were your manners, right?

"Surely it was those who were under the authority, but that is not all. Besides, would this be the border too? This is the time for me to travel with His Majesty."

"Ha, I mean, His Majesty the Fairy Demon King is serious, right?

What the hell, what does that mean?

I didn't have to check, Luirala told me.

However, with unexpected reactions.

"Elnea, ask Niemia to run away from this place right now."

"What!?

"General Ghost, no, I can't believe Lord Barbia is coming out."

"What do you mean?

Even Kushalila is a clean demon king. It is not strange to have a demon general under his command.

But the famous Demon General must have lost his life in the war ahead.

Isn't Ghost General Barbia the demon general we had after we changed countries to the west?

But my thoughts were shallow.

"This man is a fierce general who continued to guard the border with His Majesty the Demon of the Abyss even when His Majesty the Fairy Demon traveled. Think about it. If the Demon King were known to be absent from the country, there wouldn't be any other Demon King interfering, would there?

In fact, the Titan Demon King sent an elite unit to drop Demon King Castle.

But in the meantime, the Demon General, who kept protecting the border and stopping interference from the Demon King of the Abyss, says it's this Balbia.

"Just like you guys. His Excellency the Ghost General Barbia is also a man of war. It is a real ghost who has crossed the blade several times with His Majesty the Demon King of the Abyss and the demon generals under his command and has fought through it. You'd better not be with the demon generals and senior demons around here. So you run away. I'll buy you some time!

Are you some kind of demon tribe that lets Ruirala say this far, this ghost named Barbia!?

"It's overrated, but let's just say I'm honest with you as a compliment. But you think you're gonna get this far and miss it?

"Ha ha, you can get away with it. Elnea, if it's you."

Barbia looks at us with her eyes softly narrowed to Louis Lara's confident words.

"Blonde, brave man of the people. Was the chestnut hair the Dragon King? If I'd been in that fight, my neck wouldn't have been connected by now."

I just got stared at, and I got a chill running.

The Great Evil Ghost Yarn and the Beast Warlord Neritz were also overwhelming signs of a demon general, but instinct told me this Barbia was something else.

"Niemia!"

So I made an instant call.

When I call Niemia out of my nostalgia, I get her to become huge.

In the figure of a giant dragon, the demons in black who were building a siege net emerge. When I jump on Niemia in that gap, I encourage everyone.

"Guys, get in!

"But Master Luilara..."

"Mr. Tris, he's fine!

I hesitate to take your hand, Tris, and pull it up forcefully.

I'm sure Louis Lara will be fine. That's what I believe!

More than that, we need to get out of here now!

"The Listeers, hurry up!

Hurry Listeir or Mr. Alex. They had a look that seemed somewhere to think, too, but I quickly moved to Niemia's back when I intuited that she was not just doing her duty to Luilara's warning and my urging.

And we left Luirala and flew to the skies of the heavenly mountains.