362 what is your souvenir

"Elnea!"

"Hey, Ernea, you."

"Dragon King, are you all right?

"Is the mountain safe?

Around the time I was about to go back to where I was camping. A lot of people pushed in from the entrance.

Mr. Aquil is the one who comes leading the way in portable lighting with one hand. From behind him were a number of inflexible warrior-style people following him.

"Guys, we're all safe!

The face of the Styler family who meet up and make sure they're safe. I bowed my head to those who came running. [M]

There are several faces I have seen. Those who came from behind Mr. Aquil were all dragon warriors.

"I worried about you. But how could everyone?

"No what. It looks like smoke is rising in the middle of the mountain. So I thought it was a volcanic fire, and I rushed in, and it was setting fire in front of the cave."

"Because Ernea said there was a dragon tribe village nearby. Yeah, I was just wondering if I could get someone to notice if I raised the smoke."

Mr. Aquil supplemented me as he made sure he was safe and bowed his head to me and the dragon tribes who rushed him.

"Well, I guess I didn't make it to your crisis."

"No, no, I think we made it to the Dragon Peak crisis."

"Must be. We didn't have to lose one mountain."

So the dragon people burst into laughter.

The Stylers were twisting their necks wondering where they had a place to laugh in the conversation, but I don't know what to say.

What an assessment...

Whatever it is, I'm glad everyone's okay.

Confirming that the Ashes had not suffered any major wounds either, they moved for now.

I can't stay in a cave like this. So I decide to travel to the Dragon Nation village where you rushed me.

But I guess it's hard to say it's a walk even if it's close. There was no need to worry about that.

When the Demons invaded the King's capital of the kingdom of Armuad, the Dragons were exposing the transformed figure to the people. Wings, tails, scales.

It was exposed to me of my own free will, but it turned out to be accepted by the people.

Out of the cave, all the dragon warriors grew wings. And they flew in unison with the Stylers.

Mr. Aquil and Mr. Ash screamed, but that didn't scare the dragon tribe into appearance, you were surprised they took you to the sky.

I separated Ares when I got out of the cave. [M] And jump on the grown Niemia's back.

Seeing the gianted Niemia, Mr. Yozen and Mr. Iwaf were screaming.

A journey that takes more than a day on foot is not long if you use the sky. The dragon tribe village isn't far away, it's just taking time because the roads are so steep to reach it.

Mr. Aquil's immediate reaction to wolf smoke was also due to the fact that all the dragon people had wings.

Maybe that's the kind of tribe.

The long journey in the sky was instant and we reached the village without time to visit.

The Stylers were excited about their first trip to the sky, but they were politely thankful to the villagers they had gathered.

We were trying to give them their own hardware and stuff to thank them for, but the Dragon Nation people were laughing and saying no.

"Never mind. In Dragon Peak, if we're in trouble, we help each other, that's normal."

"Yes, they do. Besides, I'm not really into hardware."

"Thank you to the Dragon King."

Dragon people say that to the mouth and work hard for the Stylers.

"So, can you tell me what happened over there, Mr. Elnea?"

The village chief has arrived, so I have to explain.

Me and the Stylers were led to the biggest building in the village.

This is like the residence of a tribal chief and a traveler.

After a sigh of relief with the tea served, he explained what had happened behind the pit.

Shadow Dragon, you've come back safe and sound.

"That's the Eight Dragon Kings. I'm afraid."

In the building, me and four members of the Styler family, and the tribal chief. Not only that, but many villagers pushed me to listen to us. And everyone put my name in their mouth, saying that I was a dragon king or an ally, and Mr. Ash and his men were turning their gaze to me as if they could even see it in nobility.

No, no, I'm definitely a dragon king, but I'm not a saint or a brave man. Such a gaze is just embarrassing.

"No way, I didn't expect someone to come in by finding out over there. It bothered me."

"Say?

"Until about a hundred years ago, it was a mine managed by the village of Nona."

After all, those dragon people were using them there.

Listen to the tribal chief while eating tea treats.

On my lap, Ares is eating potatoes, and on my head, Neemia is eating sweets.

Eat it...

"But. At one point, those who entered the mine stopped coming back. We asked the warriors of the surrounding villages to help us with something and we carried out a big search. But the warriors aren't coming back either. So, there was an unknown danger there, hiding the entrance."

"An unknown danger was a shadow dragon, right?"

"Sounds like it. But I had no idea who the survivors were."

"Shadow Dragon still sleeps there in about fifty years before he becomes Chenglong," he said.

"Right. Thanks for letting me know. I'm going to use this as an opportunity to pay a little more attention."

"If you get lost without knowing, like us, it's dangerous."

"For once, I hung up on the unconscious dragon technique."

The chief of the tribe glimpsed Ares that he had led her to the cave.

Ares, the Spirit of the Spirit Tree, didn't seem to work for the Dragon Nation's Dragon Art either.

And to represent Ares, she guided us as safe near the entrance. I understand that I am not interested in crystal stones or behind caves in those circumstances. And Ares must have been familiar with the Styler family she led, even if they had an evil heart, because she only showed interest in me and Neemia in this.

However, it would have been unexpected that the Warcraft chased me into the back of the pit.

"It's also a long way off the road to go down Dragon Peak. You seemed alarmed that no one could find you there. This incident is also due to the neglect of Nong et al. A human adventurer. And, Elnea the Dragon King, I sincerely apologize."

"No, don't apologize. I got you here to help me, and I'm even getting this hospitality."

"That's right. Dear Tribal Leader of the Dragon Nation. We were immature. This is the one who owes me an apology."

Led by Mr. Josen, the other three also bowed their heads deeply.

"I'm hungry."

"I'm soaked."

"No, no, you guys. You're still cheeky with sweets and potatoes"

"Snacks and rice are on a different stomach."

"Bezuba Bezuba"

"Oh man..."

Priscia, good for you, good for you. Read the air in the field.

A laugh arose from those who were apologizing to innocent Niemia and Ares for their demands.

Mmmm. Was it an operation to change the atmosphere of the place by pretending not to read the air!?

Don't be afraid, young girls.

But it's true that I'm hungry, and I'm going to keep it with you at the care of the Dragon Nation people.

If you noticed, it was already evening.

We were to be allowed to stay in this village this evening, and it was dinner at the tribal chief's house.

Meat and vegetable dishes line up for a little banquet.

Due to the slower winter snowmelt than usual, it doesn't seem that travelers go out yet either. We were very welcome when we became guests for a long time.

"The crystal stone in the pit was glowing, but is that a mine with light attributes, after all?

"Oh, yeah. Once upon a time, fine stones of light appeared."

"Back in the day, when it came to the specialties of this village, it was a jade stone of light attributes. Now there's no specialty, and we make a living with the skin and meat of the beast."

"Oh, yeah"

A bearded man stood up that he was the son of a tribal chief and pulled him into the back.

I wondered what was going on, and he came back with a big skinned wipe. And Jozen, who was arguing alcohol with the dragon people elsewhere, also called in, and sprinkled the contents of the wipes on the floor.

"Ugh, wow!

I can't help but be surprised at Mr. Ash.

Rolling out of the wipes were jewels of various sizes, large and small.

"You've never seen a stone this big."

"A jade stone of light attributes? How much will all this be worth..."

Mr. Iwaf and Mr. Yozen swallowed their spit with a sagging throat.

"I've caused you a lot of trouble this time. If there's anything you want in here, take whatever you want."

"" "" "Yeah, eh!

The Stylers shouted out loud with all of them.

That voice brings together people who were drinking around with something.

"Guhaha. Never mind. To this extent, if the mine is revived, we can take as many. Fifty years? That's not long for the Dragon Nation."

"No, but..."

"We're the ones who bothered you..."

The four of them frowned at me with a troubled face and looked at me at the same time.

"No, no, look at me, it doesn't solve anything."

"Elnea. I've been wondering. Or let me tell you."

"Yes. What is it?

I get stuck in the serious look on Mr. Ivaf's face.

"You are known by the Dragon Nation as Dragon King."

"I heard you name yourself Shadow Dragon opponent."

"Right, right"

"And dragons like that kitten"

"I saw it. The same giant dragon in the king's capital."

"Could you..."

I swallowed your spit, too.

To the Destroyer King.

"You're frightened."

"I've wiped out the castle in the east."

"I hurt you."

With meat on his cheeks, Ares and Niemia said terrible things.

And there's a laugh in the building.

"According to what I've heard, we've destroyed about two countries in the demonic kingdom."

"Yeah, I don't know if there's a tail on the story, the rumor!

"I guess one of my daughters-in-law has a demon king?

"Hey, is it true you're a giant demon king?

"I heard you and the Black Dragon are on the verge."

"Hey, wait. I heard Elnea was going to be the Demon King."

"Here, here. Guys, don't let those lies get you down."

Who is it? Who's spreading such nasty rumors!

Four members of the Styler family fell in love with strange rumors and dragon people who spoke of acclaim like I'd never even heard of them.

"You can't believe what they say. I am neither the Destroyer nor the Demon King. I do have five candidates for daughter-in-law, but I would never marry a giant demon king. I refuse."

"Well, then, the real you..."

"As I named it Shadow Dragon. I guess the allies of the Dragon Peak Alliance, who inherited the title of the Eight Great Dragon Kings. Ah, the Dragon Peak Alliance is an alliance of the Dragon Nation living in Dragon Peak."

"Dragon King to put together an alliance of dragon clans?

"Will that happen?

"And so admired by the Dragon Nation..."

"There's so much going on that even I, the people, can get along."

"In other words, who is the boy who commanded and led the Dragon Peak people during the crisis in the Kingdom of Arms..."

"I wonder if it's going to be about me..."

Haha, and it lights up and scratches my head. Even looking at me like that, the four of them bowed their heads deeply.

Why is that?

"We've been helped by a hell of a lot of people."

"Well, was Ernea the boy who was rumored to be in the king's capital?"

"In the street, even though it's small, I thought it was a better sign than us."

"My sister couldn't prepare a souvenir, but I can't believe Elnea helped me. You can be proud of me when I get home."

"Yeah, what, you're gonna be so proud of that!?

"Ha. Dragon King will help you and make you proud."

"No, no, no, no. Is it damage?"

"Whoa, my mouth slipped"

"Hey, be careful. The village will disappear."

"No, no, I'm not turning it off, are I?

"Mr. Elnea, let me give you my daughter. So calm down."

"Grandma. Nilaia and I are getting married, okay?"

What, this village!

He's just a cheerful, light-mouthed person.

Me and the Stylers were distracted by the momentum of the dragon tribes who began to make noise again after they had made me into stock.

"What happened to my sister?

The bearded man of the tribal chief's child asked as he poured alcohol into the cup in Mr. Josen's hand.

"Oh, yes, it is. Actually..."

Mr. Yozen talks about his sister as he told me, stirring up alcohol in a fancy way.

"Oh, you're a child. I'm glad to hear that. Then again, I guess I can't go home with my bare hands. Don't hesitate. Now take the one you like and go home."

A bearded man pointing to a jade stone that was still sprinkled on the floor.

"Elnea, don't be shy, either. Not as good as a white sword jewel, but if you hold it for protection, it'll help. You can sell it. It's gonna be a lot of money on the flat."

"No, I'm fine. Whatever. Better than that, aren't the Aquils better off getting it?

"No, but"

"We didn't do anything to get this stuff."

"What, don't worry about it. We met. That's a good reason to give things away. Besides, it'll be for my little sister and the baby."

"That's right. Why don't you get it for the kid?

"Don't hesitate to say that, Elnea."

Is this a good idea? Or is this one good? What can I say, bearded people recommend pale full moon colored jade stones and colorful gems to me and Mr. Ivaf.

You lost that fortitude, the Stylers reluctantly took one small jade at a time.

"What, is that really good? Well, which one do you want for Elnea?

"I knew I had to choose, too."

Damn, I sighed and I took one jade stone.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

Mr. Ash screamed.

That should be it, too. What I chose was the biggest of the jade stones rolling on the floor. It was a beautiful jade stone that seemed like a little kid's fist.

"Ha ha. That's right. Don't hesitate."

"'Cause you don't mind any of it, do you?

"Oh, any of that would have been nice. After fifty years, I can take it again. No problem."

At times like this, there is no need to shy away from the Dragon Nation. They don't have a back table. If you're going to say it's all good, you're really going to say it's all good, aren't you?

The banquet hall was even more exciting in the jade stone I chose.

I watched the stones sink into my palms.

"Yes, I'll give it to you"

and forced him to hold it in Mr. Aquil's hand, who was sitting next to him.

"Ha!?

Mr. Aquil, who gives a barbaric voice.

"It's a blessing to the child that comes from me. Take it."

"Yeah, why?

"Because what we all chose was the reward of entering Dragon Peak for our life-threatening adventures, right? Thanks to the life-spirited help, I was able to make out with the dragon people. That's a reward from the Dragon Nation. So, that's what I'm talking about."

"No, but this is you now..."

"It's fine. I don't need it. So I'll give it to you. Otherwise, you won't have a souvenir for your sister."

"Ha. Looks like Elnea. Good decision. We dragon tribes support Ernea's idea. Now, take it home."

"But don't talk too much."

"Only this time, it's special."

"Well, you guys go home and tell them how tough Dragon Peak is. That would reduce incidents like this one. I'm convinced it's an upfront reward."

"Right. Only Princess Sefina. Then it'll be tough, and I think it'll be convincing if someone who was actually dying tells you how tough Dragon Peak is."

The Stylers apparently sell their names as first-rate adventurers among the people. I wonder if that would deepen my perception of Dragon Peak even more if they told me that they had gained a lifetime in nine deaths.

Dragon Peak, where royalty and adventurers say their mouths are aligned and dangerous. I hope that will reduce recklessness even further.

Mr. Ash and the others got the treasure unexpectedly and were confused. But I and the Dragon Nation don't make such trivial matters. [M]

We made a scene late at night.