The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

  Chapter 52 The Smell of Conspiracy (Gageng)

  Milami felt that his disciple was exaggerating.

  As the prince said, three arcane instructors bundled together may not be able to blow up half of the mountain, unless the super lich just now is there.

  It is better to believe what you have than not to believe what you have.

  Prince George would not dare to bet his life.

  He immediately ordered the knights to retreat to the Warcraft Forest.

  Seeing that they were far away, Charlie took out the Ion Stone of the conjuration department.

  She took the three confused arcane instructors to hide on the alien plane.

   Estimating that the prince and his party had run far enough, Charlie controlled the skeleton and broke the goblin's magic bottle.

   That's right, this thing, if you smash it, it will be automatically unsealed!

   Such a dangerous thing can summon "disaster" just by smashing it.

   In this world, goblin magic has a reputation of being like a street rat, which is not without reason.

  The magic bottle, like Schrödinger's box, exploded and burst out with a strong light enough to light up the entire forest of monsters.

   Magic Explosions without the bang of a modern thermal weapon explosion.

  After the magic light was strong enough to illuminate the night sky in the area, only a large, deeply sunken crater remained where the Mandela Mountains were originally located.

  The ‘Black Dragon Young’ following Prince George and his party: “.”

  He just, almost stayed where he was.

   Turning his head, the 'Black Dragon Young Dragon' continued with his plan.

  He flew low and showed his whereabouts on purpose.

  The leader of the Knights "just happened" to see it by accident, and his heart beat wildly in surprise. He rolled his eyes at Frye.

   Frye looked worried, and kept looking back in the direction of Mount Mandela.

  Hiding under the shadow cast by the helmet, the leader's expression changed slightly, "Are you worried? Why don't you go over and have a look? It's also a way to help His Highness find out."

  Fry immediately smiled back at the considerate boss, "Okay, thank you, Commander!"

   After speaking, he tapped the flank of the dragon stallion under his seat, turned around and ran away.

   It wasn't until seeing him disappearing into the night that the head of the Knights couldn't restrain his excitement and shouted: "Stop! Quick! Grab that dragon!"

  George in the carriage was distraught. The strong light that made the night as bright as day just now disturbed him.

  The convoy stopped suddenly and remained still for a long time, which made him even more irritable.

  He was about to have an attack, but was cut off by the voice of the group leader outside the car door.

   "Your Highness! We caught it! The young black dragon you wanted!"

   With a bang, Prince George directly passed the nobles sitting near the door, and pushed the door open by himself.

   Sure enough, he saw the leader of the Fourth Knights holding up a black juvenile dragon, holding it up like a treasure.

  Prince George suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.

  He wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he didn't know where to start.

  Until, the 'Black Dragon', which always seemed to be aloof, glanced at him, flapped its wings actively, and flew onto Prince George's shoulder.

  He seems to like this position very much, as if these two-legged beasts are his 'royal chariot'.

  The prince couldn't wait to get back on the carriage, and drove all the few nobles and ladies out of the carriage.

  Before this trip, this handsome and well-educated prince was once the Prince Charming that these noble ladies yearned for.

   But now, it seems, this beautiful fantasy is shattered.

  The ladies dared not speak out, but fortunately, the knights of the Knights were 'quick enough' and showed their courtesy one after another, which made them somewhat regain a sense of superiority.

  In the carriage.

  The prince carefully placed the young black dragon on the luxurious seat of the carriage, and after he closed the window curtains, he actually knelt down in front of the "black dragon" on one knee.

   "Your Highness."

  A prince, calling a dragon His Highness.

  The forelimbs overlapped to form an "X", and the black dragon, lying lazily on the gorgeous cushion, narrowed its golden eyes slightly.

  He stood up, walked back and forth on the deep red velvet cushion, and looked at Prince George calmly with his golden long eyes.

  He poked his head out and sniffed, and sure enough, he smelled his own scent on the man's neck.

  Prince Heijin raised a dragon claw, and hooked a dragon finger with sharp nails.

   That meaning looks like something to make Prince George lean over.

  Prince George was completely unprepared, but was ecstatic on the face.

  It seems that at this moment, he has been recognized by the legend of the legend.

  The throne, no, he may take this opportunity to unify the three major human empires and reach the pinnacle of his life!

  So he leaned over almost reverently.

  The jet-black dragon claw turned to hook, and lightly pulled out a necklace from Prince George's neck.

  The pendant of the necklace is a scale-shaped 'thing' with jet-black metallic luster, mixed with golden spots.

   Sure enough, there was nothing wrong.

  This is his 'newborn scale'.

  He is the 'Prince of Immortality' and the 'Dragon of Reincarnation'; he is the son of the dragon **** Bahamut and the evil dragon **** Tiamat; he is the unique black gold monarch blessed by the gods at birth.

  However, only a few people in the world know that he has already lost the extremely important 'newborn scale' related to his blood.

  Tiamat is a 'representative' of the chaotic and evil camp through and through.

  The chaotic attribute makes her act crazy and untraceable.

  One second, the dragon queen might still be hugging her little son intimately, but in the next second, she can cruelly pull out the dragon scales from his whole body.

  Only because there she saw it, the platinum-gold sprinkling of gold flecks inherited from the dragon **** Bahamut she hated.

  Because of the blood, the person who holds these dragon scales can break the legendary dragon magic that he used to protect himself in his childhood.

   With a little force, the 'Black Dragon' tore off the necklace on Prince George's neck and retrieved his own dragon scale.

  Prince George is a little bit pained.

  Even if Charlie Violet opened his mouth wide open, he didn't feel pain, but was extremely angry.

   But now, he is really in pain.

  Everyone knows the value of black gold mines. Although he doesn't know the secrets of some legends, he can imagine how priceless this small scale will be.

  He is only a human being with a mortal body, but he was able to find this mysterious Highness by virtue of this dragon scale.

  Think about it, what kind of sensation can such a dragon scale cause if it is taken to the underground auction city?

   There are not a few people in this world who want to find the trace of the black gold monarch.

   Those with great background will pay any price, because this is most likely the only way to find the black gold monarch.

  Prince George thought that he was running errands for the gods, and this fallen prince of the dragon clan, who was said to be very generous, would reward him with this dragon scale.

  But who knows... The other party was not as generous as the rumors said.

   Without the protection of the dragon scales, Prince George would be completely exposed to the influence of the legendary dragon magic.

  Long and sharp nails kept scraping at his lost and recovered dragon scale, and Hei Jin turned his head slightly to look at the human in front of him.

   To kill, or not to kill, all in his mind.

  Don’t think that the masquerading young majesty is very weak.

  His weakness is relative, but at a certain price, it is not impossible for him to gain enough strength.

   After all, one of his titles is 'Dragon of Reincarnation'.

  The word 'samsara' doesn't just refer to the cycle of life.

  …

   On the other side, several arcanists are also trying to make a pioneering work.

   They are teaching Charlie across factions.

  Trying to let her master the 'teleportation' arcane art of the conjuration department arcanist through the teaching of the donkey's lips and the horse's mouth.

  That's right, a red robe, a white robe, and a black robe are teaching Charlie, a housekeeping skill of the green robe faction.

  In that scene, it was said that both the chicken and the duck spoke lightly, and the scene got out of control for a while, and the content of the three arcanists themselves was different.

   Just listening to anyone's theory will cause a **** battle.

  Charlie is really going to kneel.

   After all, judging from the color of the robe, it is also known that these few are not on the same channel as anyone else.

   Seeing that his disciple had already sat on the ground and started to stare blankly.

   In the end, Eris couldn't help it, took a step back, and 'shaked' out a conjuration lich.

   This is not the vice president of the Wizards Guild.

   But Charlie still couldn't help his eyelids twitching wildly.

  Who will tell her how many magicians have been harmed by this black-robed great arcane teacher! ?

  Can’t another group be persecuted? !

  The lich thought that he was summoned to participate in the battle.

   As a result, he was asked if he could teach teleportation to a living person.

  A moment of sluggishness appeared on the lich's terrifying face.

  Then turned to look at Charlie, the fire of the soul was flickering, as if he was suspicious of the 'monster'.

  Charlie felt that he must be thinking: Are all living people this crazy? Call the Lich out to teach?

  Charlie was in embarrassment when he heard the sound of horseshoes approaching from a distance, interrupting everyone's 'Lich Teaching Plan'.

   Follow the sound and look.

   Oh, it's Frye, the good old man again.

   ????♀The computer is locked, and I changed it with a pad. This is a sad topic.

   Thanks to Mr. Snail and the children's shoes of Tianyun Xiangcheng for their rewards.

   If you are a student party, please do what you can.

   Also... the author saves the manuscript for explosion when it is put on the shelf, don't use money to corrupt me anymore.

   I love you all

  (end of this chapter)