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We Live in Dragon’s Peak – Chapter 1227

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We live at the foothills of Dragon Peak.
The whisper of the Heavenly Revelation Sword.

When you do something you’re not used to, you get really tired, right?

“You’re always in the position of breaking something.”
“The Demon Lord’s evaluation of me is unfair!?”

As I sat down, Mei gave me some water.
Incidentally, during the disturbance, the Demon Lord was holding Priscilla-chan the entire time, and Charlotte was holding Mei.

I feel like a young girl was taken hostage, but that’s probably just my imagination.

“Still, even though I repaired the sea, the great storm shows no signs of subsiding?”

In response to my question, everyone’s gaze fixated on the North Sea.
The sea was still rough, and the great storm with rumbling thunder was still raging.

“We’ll just have to wait and see for a while.”
“Even the Demon Lord doesn’t know the situation with the Ruler of the North Sea?”
“If I were to throw you into the sea, you’d find out easily enough.”
“No, no, no!”

Perhaps the Ruler of the North Sea is still angry because I didn’t take Magdalia’s life?
But it was Ruilala who didn’t kill the three of them.
If Ruilala had wanted to, Magdalia and the others would have surely been cut down in that battle.
Yet, Ruilala showed mercy at the last moment. She even said words that seemed to urge Ruiseine and the others to heal them.

In other words, the unceasing anger of the Ruler of the North Sea has nothing to do with the survival of the three?

“If we wait patiently, it will probably subside on its own.”
“Really?”
“To doubt me, you have quite the nerve. As your reward, I shall throw you to the far side of the sea.”
“Eek!”

The Demon Lord mercilessly grabbed my scruff as I scrambled to escape in a panic.

“Running away is useless. However, sinking you in the sea will have to wait.”
“I feel like my future is becoming increasingly ominous!”

Seeing me tremble, Priscilla-chan and Mei laughed merrily.
Apparently, to the young girls, it looked like a comedy sketch between me and the Demon Lord.

“Boohoo. I am sad.”
“I don’t know what you’re sad about, but why don’t you hurry up and resolve the remaining questions?”
“Remaining questions?”

Hmm, were there any questions left from this commotion?
Of course, I’m still curious about why the North Sea is still raging, but as the Demon Lord said, I feel like it will resolve itself with time.
So, what other questions could there be…?

Unconsciously, I found my gaze drifting towards Magdalia and the others who were receiving treatment.

Magdalia, who had been cut across the chest.
Zeke, who had been slashed diagonally from his shoulder.
Carina, who had been vividly cut from her chest to her thigh.
It seemed the three of them had narrowly escaped death.
However, we are not so soft as to use Sleigsta’s (Old Man) secret medicine fully on those who caused such a disturbance.
Therefore, the use of the secret medicine to save their lives was kept to the bare minimum, and the rest was entrusted to the healing magic of Ruiseine, Madrine, and Shooting Star Sama.

In other words, they would now have a life requiring protective gear.

This is their punishment for causing trouble and inconvenience. It is the price of surviving their duel with Ruilala.
And that is why their future lives would be difficult without protective gear.

Of course, if they were to live a normal life, they might not need to rely on protective gear.
But the three of them were on a journey to become Sword Saints.
If that’s the case, protective gear would surely be necessary for their future journey.

“By the way, why were Magdalia and the others continuing their journey to aim for the Sword Saint?”

I don’t think you can meet a Sword Saint just by traveling the world.
Wouldn’t it be better to hone your skills in a place where proper training is possible, and where your efforts might reach the ears of a Sword Saint?
This would be even more so if they were enrolled in the Holy Knight Academy, an institution established for those aiming to become Sword Saints.
I believe that one’s skills improve faster when striving alongside others with the same goal.
Or perhaps, there is some special meaning in their journey of training that takes them around the world?

“Is finding that out the remaining question?”

But, I feel like the goals and purpose of Magdalia and the others’ journey have nothing to do with us.
The Demon Lord, without mercy, threw me towards Magdalia and the others as I tilted my head.

“It’s up to you to determine that after you clarify your doubts.”

Did the Demon Lord read Magdalia’s thoughts?
Was there something in them that concerned us?
Suddenly, I had a feeling that might be the case.

“But, Lord Reed doesn’t want us to get too involved in the problems of the Eastern Continent, does he?”

Lord Reed had shown his reluctance from the beginning.
Would it be alright to get further involved with Magdalia and the others, ignoring Lord Reed’s will?
Lord Reed, who was still observing from the sidelines, smiled at my question.

“Ara, ara ara ara? Elnea-kun won’t stop now that it’s come this far, will he?”
“That’s not true. Besides, like I told Bagras, I don’t intend to proactively intervene in the problems of regions that are too far from our living space.”

Just as we are active around Dragon Peak, I believe there are those who are active in the Eastern Continent.
There is no need for us to interfere, pushing ourselves ahead of them. That was the unified opinion of us, the Ys Family.
However, upon hearing my words, Charlotte narrowed her eyes further and smiled.

“Fufufu. It’s true that there’s no need to get involved in unrelated matters. But is there truly no connection at all?”
“What do you mean by that?”

Even when I asked, neither Charlotte nor the Demon Lord would tell me more.
In other words, if I’m curious, I should ask Magdalia and the others myself.
Oh well. It seems I’m just being toyed with by the Demon Lord, I sighed inwardly.
Nevertheless, I took a deep breath and walked towards Magdalia, who was receiving treatment.

However, what and how should I ask?
Should I ask about the Holy Knight Academy?
About the Heavenly Revelation Sword?
Or the reason why they aim to become Sword Saints?
No, no, it’s more important to ask why they wanted to cut down the North Sea, isn’t it?

“Hmm, when I think about asking questions, various doubts come to mind. But still, the first thing I want to ask is why you, who were honing your skills in the Eastern Continent, visited this region?”

Magdalia and the others must have had various circumstances.
However, that is ultimately none of our concern, and it is not a reason for us to get involved with them.
When I think about it that way, isn’t the question what is the connection that links us to Magdalia?

Magdalia and the others lived in the distant eastern lands.
We have never been to the Eastern Continent.
At most, we would go to the wilderness where the Giant Tribe lives, further beyond the Great Forest that spreads east of the Yorttenitos Kingdom.
Magdalia and the others, who aspired to the path of the sword in lands much, much further east than that, and we, coincidentally met in the North Sea.
Perhaps there is some intention or motive involved in that?

Of course, there’s also the possibility that it’s just a coincidence.
Magdalia and the others, continuing their journey to become Sword Saints, happened to set foot in this region. They then meddled with the North Sea, and we happened to get involved.
Perhaps this possibility is more likely.

However, I felt a sense of unease.

In this vast world, what is the probability of us meeting like this for no reason?

We, who are studying under Lord Reed, one of the Four Guardians of the “Sword” who serves the Sword Saint, to further elevate our Dragon Sword Dance.
Magdalia and the others, who are accumulating training to reach the pinnacle of Sword Saints and travel the world.
Although our goals are different, isn’t there actually a reason why we, who are both involved with the “Sword Saint,” met like this?

Compared to that reason, perhaps the problem of the North Sea was a trivial matter.
Did this commotion happen as a catalyst for me and Magdalia and the others to meet?

Are the Giant Demon Lord and Charlotte trying to make me unravel the reason by reading Magdalia’s thoughts?

In response to my question, Magdalia was silent at first.
While receiving treatment, she just glared at me wordlessly.
Although she was utterly defeated by Ruilala, she had not lost her pride as a top-tier swordsman. Magdalia glared at me with those eyes.
However, precisely because she was a top-tier swordsman, she possessed the proper understanding of a loser.

“We…”

After a moment of silence. Magdalia, looking frustrated, squeezed out her voice.
Although we didn’t have a proper match, she did respond, albeit reluctantly, to me, who had shown myself to be stronger than Ruilala, who had defeated her.

Magdalia then said:

“We are… immature.”

The Demon Lord’s reaction, scoffing at such an obvious statement, will be ignored here.
I listened to Magdalia’s words.

“I knew… Ah, I knew we were weak. That’s why we came to this land.”
What did she mean?
She truly understood her own immaturity?
And that’s why she came to this land?
It made no sense.
Or rather, I couldn’t see any connection.

Everyone else, except me, also tilted their heads, unable to grasp the meaning of Magdalia’s words.
Towards us, Magdalia revealed the existence of the person who led them to this land.

“We met before, in lands far to the east of here… with a sibling pair of the Divine Race.”
“A Divine Race sibling pair.”

Perhaps, I thought of two familiar faces.

“They… or rather, the sister, to be precise. That woman, unable to use Divine Arts, tried to master the path of swordsmanship.”
“That Divine Race woman…!”
“We had a spar with that woman. And we lost. At that time, we were taught by a man from the Mountain Race who was traveling with the two siblings. He said that if we headed to this land, we would meet someone who would show us the way.”
“A travelling trio of Uncle Luludodo, the Mountain Race man, and the Divine Race siblings. Could that be Amira and the others!?”

We were surprised by the unexpected mention of people from Magdalia’s mouth.
Magdalia, too, was wide-eyed with astonishment when my mouth mentioned Amira’s name.

“You know those siblings, Alf and Amira!? Then, what Luludodo Sama said about meeting someone to show us the way was…”

Not only Magdalia, but Carina and Zeke, who were receiving treatment nearby, also looked at us with expressions of surprise.

“Hmm. Honestly, Luludodo-ojisan’s words that someone would show us the way is more of a nuisance than anything, and I think it might be someone else?”

More importantly, Amira and the others, who had departed from the Divine Race Empire, had apparently met Magdalia and the others in the distant eastern lands!

“Did the Demon Lord read Amira’s presence and prompt me to talk about them?”

I never imagined that the connection between us and Magdalia and the others, whom I thought had no ties, turned out to be Amira and the others.

“…But, it’s strange, isn’t it? Certainly, Amira and I are close, but would that alone be enough for the Demon Lord to forcefully encourage me to get involved?”

The Demon Lord and Charlotte, who always toy with us, are in some ways sensible.
For example, they forbade us from going west of the Heavenly Mountain Range, and they warned us not to get further involved with the Divine Race Empire.
Would that Demon Lord make me get involved just because Magdalia and the others had a past encounter with Amira and the others?

“Hey, a quick question. Did you just have a match with Amira and receive advice from Luludodo-ojisan?”

In response to my question, Magdalia tightly gripped the Heavenly Revelation Sword, which she had not let go of even when near death, and said:

“The Heavenly Revelation Sword whispered. ‘Guide Amira and the others to the Holy Knight Academy.'”
“Amira and the others, to the Holy Knight Academy!?”

More surprise than ever before swept through us.
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We Live in Dragon’s Peak

We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Ryuuhou no Fumoto ni Bokura wa Sundeimasu, Ryuu hou Sun de i masu, We Dwell at the Foot of the Dragon’s Peak, 竜峰の麓に僕らは住んでいます
Score 8.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Artist: Released: 2014 Native Language: Japanese
Ernea, a boy who yearns after the Hero. At the west side of the Dragon’s Peak is where the Dragon tribe and the Dragon men inhabit, the north side is where flying Dragons are hunted, at the south is where the Forest of Dragons is spread out & the Capital city of the kingdom which had a connection with the dragons wherein he was brought up in. His everyday life before he turns into a 15 year old and set off on a journey, he worked hard with the students of his class there A certain day where he needed to go to the forest of dragons for the sake of obtaining his daily food provisions, thereupon is where he had a chance meeting with an Ancient old Dragon. Ernea studied under the Ancient old dragon & trained desperately even if he did it clumsily I want to have many brides like the hero and become happy! I want a bride with a big chest! However, a bride who brandishes a blunt weapon is scary Ernea that grows up with his companions has gradually been dragged into the conflict of the Mazoku and the Dragon men

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