Chương 280: Spicy Skin and Fatty Dragon

Dragons.

One of the few top-tier races in another world.

Most of the dragons live on the mysterious Dragon Island.

They are born with long lifespans, powerful magical talents, and robust physiques.

The price is that dragons have extremely low fertility and are few in number.

This is why the dragon race is extremely united.

If a member of the clan dies, or if any arrogant individual tries to become a dragon slayer, they will face the wrath of the entire dragon clan.

After all, there are only so many dragons. Once a dragon is killed, the parents, uncles, aunts, grandparents and other relatives can pull out most of the clan.

Therefore, dragons are basically an existence that no one dares to provoke on the continent.

Even the three major churches would not take the initiative to attack a dragon.

However, the three major churches were not afraid of the dragons.

Compared to humans and orcs, whose reproductive capacity is second only to goblins, the dragon race is beyond being described as weak and powerless.

Moreover, high fertility and a large base mean that the number of geniuses will increase accordingly. Over a long period of time, the top combat power will be no less than that of the dragon race.

If they were to confront the dragons head-on, they would only suffer a crushing defeat.

However, the dragons have never interfered much in the affairs of the outside world, and the location of Dragon Island remains unknown to this day.

Dragons who are active outside are quite rare, and they also run a Golden Dragon Merchant Guild by relying on their accumulated wealth.

The Chamber of Commerce occasionally sells various dragon-themed products, such as fallen dragon scales, dragon tooth fragments from grinding their teeth, dragon nail powder, and even dragon blood.

These are all top-quality alchemical raw materials, highly sought after by secondary-level extraordinary individuals.

Instead of expending a great deal of effort to slay a few dragons active outside and causing a lot of trouble, the three major churches would be better off maintaining peaceful relations and building good relationships.

If you befriend the dragons, you can directly purchase dragon materials, or even rare and precious materials produced on the mysterious Dragon Island, by spending gold coins.

Of course, dealing with the proud dragon race is no easy task.

If one's strength is insufficient, then the only option is to use a large amount of gold and treasure to win the favor of the dragons.

Clearly, Roland does not possess the qualities to win over the dragons.

The problem is, a dragon actually came to the Roland Group, just when Roland was about to be captured.

Bizan sensed the approaching dragon's might, his brow furrowed, and he whispered.

"The fire element in the air is becoming active... Is it a red dragon coming?"

Red dragons are known for their violent tempers and arrogance, making them the most difficult dragons to deal with.

How exactly did Roland come to know a red dragon?

During this period, the spies from the Church of Vulcan and the Seven O'Clock Club practically surrounded the entire Old Port District, leaving Roland with no chance to leave the house at all.

Even Lywind and the others who came to provide support as allies were surprised to see Roland's figure.

Especially Lywind.

If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, she would definitely have pulled Roland aside and interrogated her thoroughly.

"If a red dragon comes to help, it can't guarantee Miss Roland's safety, but it should be able to buy us some time."

Peter Griffin, a fat, wealthy merchant from the Fifth Prince's faction, turned his head and muttered to his companion.

"As long as we can buy time and prevent Miss Roland from being taken away directly, there is still room for maneuver in what follows."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the red dragon finally turned the corner and revealed its true form to everyone.

This was a red dragon nearly three meters tall, a typical Western red dragon. Its scales were fiery red, and magic flowed between the scales. A dragon's might naturally emanated from it, enveloping everyone present.

However... the red dragon didn't look very majestic; in fact, it looked rather comical.

Because she was too fat.

Other dragons all have streamlined bodies, clearly defined limbs and muscles, and are full of explosive power.

Even if they haven't trained enough and have been spoiled by the privileged life within the dragon race, their wings are still sharp and powerful, and look like they could be used as knives.

But the red dragon in front of me had no muscles in its limbs and its wings were round like those of a goose in the village.

Right now, the red dragon is imitating how humans walk, and its belly is sticking out a little bulge, with its scales protruding in an arc.

The once noisy churchyard suddenly fell silent.

Upon seeing this, the obese tycoon Peter Griffin incredulously took off his glasses, wiped them with a handkerchief in his palm, and then put them back on his face.

Then, with an incredulous expression, he leaned back slightly.

"My God."

"Miss Roland is truly a genius! Where did she find such a fat dragon? Even the most dissolute nobles in our country could not have such a size."

When Roland saw the image of the red dragon, she slightly opened her mouth.

Is this seemingly useless dragon really Vina's reinforcement?

Okay ah?

Could it be that Vina's unreliable nature has kicked in again?!

Damn, you really can't trust what women say in bed!

Roland felt a tightness in her chest, and her face fell slightly.

Bizan burst out laughing upon seeing this, and returned the sneer with a mocking laugh.

"You vixen, is this your savior?"

"If I may ask, was this sent by the monkey?"

Roland's lips twitched. She glanced back at Vina on the second floor, then immediately turned her head back.

It might really be a monkey.

Vina was incredibly aggressive that night, just like a female monkey.

It's completely different from its damp and gloomy appearance; it's such a contrast.

The red dragon in the distance was unaware of the thoughts on everyone's minds.

She was standing on her hind legs, like a human, in the street outside the garden gate.

Seeing the crowds of people in the garden and along the street, as well as all sorts of carriages, she was somewhat bewildered.

"Strange... why are there so many people here? Is this Roland Group holding an event?"

The red dragon's large, crimson eyes flashed, and it turned its head to utter a clear, feminine voice that sounded like that of a young girl, with a hint of innocent foolishness in its tone.

She wasn't talking to herself, but rather asking the secretary who was following behind her.

Upon hearing this, a small head immediately peeked out from behind the red dragon's shoulder.

The owner of the little head is an elf.

White bob hair, medium-length hair, cool blue tones, slightly deep and smooth skin, red pupils that have faded due to the dark environment, and most notably, elf ears.

Clearly, this is a true dark elf from the dark depths, only about 1. 3 meters tall, like a little girl who hasn't grown up yet.

However, her features are very three-dimensional, her appearance is exquisite and beautiful, and her every move reveals the charm of an adult woman, suggesting that she is a half-dwarf and half-elf.

Otherwise, it's unlikely that elves would be so short.

It must have been the dwarves who sabotaged things, secretly using trickery to harm some powerful elf!

The 1. 3-meter-tall dark elf poked his head out, looked around at everyone present, and showed no surprise in his eyes.

Then, her gaze lingered on Roland for half a second longer before she rolled over and sat on the red dragon's shoulder, answering him.

"Lord Tata, it seems that someone else is causing trouble for Roland Kane."

"What?!"

The red dragon exclaimed in surprise, overjoyed.

"I knew it! Those bastards who drugged spicy snacks would never get away with it!"

The dark elf, who was 1. 3 meters tall and appeared to be of dwarven-human descent, quickly added.

"Lord Tata, don't be so happy yet. That tiger-headed fellow seems to be from the Church of Vulcan."

"If Roland Kane is forcibly taken away, you won't get compensation for the fact that you had an upset stomach and were in heat at the same time because of eating too much Dragon-Feeding Spicy Strips!"

"Can you accept this outcome?"

Upon hearing this, the red dragon became excited, and two streams of scorching air shot out from its nostrils.

"How is that possible?!"

"My dignity and pride have been ruined by that damn spicy snack! I'm determined to make that Roland Kane pay a heavy price!"

The thought of her desperate experience of being caught by her parents after eating spicy dragon snacks, moaning and groaning while using the toilet, with dragon feces gushing out along with her cries, made her eyes blaze with anger.

She immediately took two chubby dragon legs without a single muscle, her dragon claws slamming heavily onto the floor tiles.

After knocking over two guardrails and trampling a patch of grass, she came to the front of the crowd.

Faced with the scrutinizing gazes of the crowd, the red dragon, not wanting to diminish the dragon race's prestige, swept its tail around and puffed out its chest.

"My name is Augusta!"

"Where is that damn Roland Kane?! Show yourself to me!"

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