Chương 320: There's no use in being anxious.

Roland's effortless demeanor further enraged Bizan.

"Damn it! That slut!"

Bizan roared inwardly.

If he had known, he should have taken action directly when he led the blockade of the Roland Group and kidnapped Roland back to the Church of Vulcan.

As for the charge of instigating a large-scale battle in the capital, it is utterly insignificant compared to Roland's ancient golden fox bloodline.

hateful!

After venting his emotions, Bizan managed to calm himself down and immediately turned to look at the three Grand Speakers in their seats.

"Lord Jess, the evidence of the Roland Fox Clan bloodline is now irrefutable."

"According to our cooperation agreement with the Empire, please hand over the matter to our Church of Vulcan for further handling!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "cooperation," implying that it referred directly to trade related to the sublimation and crystallization of knowledge.

The three speakers immediately understood what Bizan meant and all showed hesitant expressions.

As top nobles in the capital, the three of them naturally used the sublimation crystals provided by Bizan to improve their talent level, strength, and lifespan.

Although the sublimation crystals provided by the Church of Vulcan come with some side effects on the soul level and cannot be used in excessive amounts in a short period of time, their unique effects have already satisfied them greatly.

This is why they hesitated.

Preserving Roland may benefit future generations in the long run and contribute to the revitalization of the empire, but it will not do them any good.

They can gain long lifespans by using sublimation crystals to break through their limitations, giving them ample time to develop their families and empires.

Longevity is the eternal pursuit of the human race.

But now that Bizan is acting so anxiously, the three of them have already realized that something is amiss, and there's no way they'd just hand over Roland like that.

Jess coughed twice, feigning a businesslike expression, and shrugged in response.

"Your Excellency Bishop Bizan, I understand your anxiety."

"However, our empire's arbitration conference emphasizes fairness and impartiality, especially in matters of bloodline identification that concern the dignity of nobles, and we must ensure clear and comprehensive archival records."

As he said this, he pointed to the fat red dragon in the arena who was engrossed in reading books.

"As you can see, our esteemed dragon guest is already assisting with the investigation. Why don't you wait a moment?"

Bizan was furious when he heard this.

Once the results of the fat dragon's investigation come out, Roland really won't be able to take him away!

Damn imperial nobles, untrustworthy bastards, and shameless politicians blinded by greed!

What do you mean by "the arbitration conference is all about fairness and impartiality"? You, Jess, just received a box of sublimation crystals a few days ago, and now you have the nerve to talk about "fairness and impartiality"?

If it were truly "fair and just," Roland would never have stood on the judge's bench at the arbitration conference.

Bizan grew angrier the more he thought about it, his face turning pale and then red, and even through the tiger's fur, you could see his blood boiling.

He wanted to say something more, but time was not on his side.

Today, Red Dragon was in an exceptionally good mood because everyone had successfully shown off, and his attention was even more focused.

She had patiently read the popular science books that usually made her sleepy for five minutes and successfully found the species to which the Roland bloodline belonged.

"Hey, I found it."

She patted her belly, her enormous dragon eyes scanning back and forth between the book and the bloodline instrument for confirmation.

After confirming that the pattern displayed on the blood vessel meter matched the description in the book, she breathed a sigh of relief and began to read the relevant entries.

"Let me see... Golden Fox Royal Family... What is this?"

"Roland, you big fox, were your ancestors emperors? I didn't realize that... wait, that's not right."

"This seems to be a special group among the Golden Foxes."

"The bloodline talent is [Purification Mating], which can purify the body and soul through mating, and can slowly improve the talent over time."

The red dragon twitched its claws, nearly smashing the book on Roland's head, and a look of shame and indignation appeared on its dragon face.

"Whhh... what the hell?"

"Mating? Big fox, your talent is mating?"

"You shameless scoundrel! No wonder you're always acting so slutty and provocative. You have no shame!"

Roland turned her face away somewhat awkwardly in response to Augusta's accusations.

This talent wasn't something she actively unlocked; it was all the system's fault for forcing her to give it away.

She's not the kind of promiscuous Golden Fox royal family member; her relationships with men and women are simple, clear, and extremely pure... maybe?

When Augusta saw Roland turn her face away, her gossipy heart burned brightly, completely overriding the girl dragon's sense of shame, and she quickly lowered her head and moved closer to Roland.

"Hey, hey, you big fox Roland, can you secretly tell me something?"

"The book says that mating with your Golden Fox royal family brings several times more pleasure than normal, is that true?"

"I've read several novels where the female protagonists would scream and yell 'Oh, oh, oh, oh!' all over the place. Do you do that too?"

As Honglong spoke, he even exaggerated his voice and slurred a few words, looking at Roland with an expectant expression.

"That's bullshit!"

Roland gave the dragon's nose, which was right in front of her, a sound of annoyance, causing Augustata to cover her nose and sit up in a panic.

What are you doing?

"I'm teaching you a lesson!"

Roland's face flushed slightly, and she rolled her eyes at the red dragon.

"What kind of rubbish novels are you reading? Why don't you read some more educational books?"

"Also, this is the arbitration conference, you need to be mindful of the context when you ask questions, don't you know?"

The red dragon then realized what was happening, awkwardly lowered its claws from its nose, and twisted its neck to observe its surroundings.

The surrounding nobles had all fallen silent at some point, staring blankly in Roland's direction.

"Hey, why are you all so quiet?"

Red Dragon was puzzled, so he simply asked a blonde noblewoman nearby.

The girl was Lux, the daughter of the Grand Duke of the South. Her seat was very close to the front, near the central platform.

Lux's cheeks were flushed pink. She only came to her senses when she heard the red dragon's question. She raised her head and asked in a dry voice.

"Your Excellency Tata, is everything you just said true?"

"What's real or fake?"

The red dragon scratched its head.

Lux knew the red dragon in front of her was unreliable, so she quickly added.

"It's the one you mentioned, the Golden Fox Royal Family... that one..."

Lux wasn't exactly a playboy from the capital, and she stammered for a moment, but eventually managed to get the words out.

"Is it true that Miss Roland has that talent for dual cultivation with others?"

"Of course it's true!"

The red dragon keenly sensed an opportunity to show off, grabbed the huge book, patted it, and boasted in a Versailles-like tone.

"This book is a bloodline chart passed down through our dragon race, with over a thousand years of history. How could it be fake?"

"Alas, there are countless races in the world that have existed for so many years, just like our dragon race, yet their lineage has been frequently interrupted."

"Only we can record history and pass on knowledge day after day for thousands of years, which is... well, you know what I mean?"

Unfortunately, no one listened to Augusta's pointless remarks.

After the red dragon confirmed it, everyone's attention turned to Roland, and a series of swallowing sounds rang out in the arena, as if they had seen some kind of delicacy.

Amidst the joyful expressions, only Bizan's face turned utterly ashen.

it's over...

The fox that was about to be caught grew wings and flew away.