Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 384: 242: Are You the Royal Court Judge?!2

Chapter 384: Chapter 242: Are You the Royal Court Judge?!_2

Biting one’s arm is no big deal, when I bumped into him, I accidentally cut into this Dragonborn’s arm with my teeth and took the opportunity to suck a few mouthfuls of his blood, even a law enforcent officer wouldn’t be able to say anything.

It was an accident when they bumped into this Dragonborn, not an intentional harm.

The blood and qi of this Dragonborn sll too tempting.

Couldn’t resist anymore….

Just as they were about to touch the Dragonborn, suddenly everything went dark before their eyes, and the Dragonborn who had been just over a ter tall transford into a Giant in an instant.

When the two low-ranking mbers of The Blood Clan realized that things were going bad and wanted to run away, Lance, who had beco a Giant, lifted his foot and stomped them right into the ground.

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In The Abyss, you occasionally need to show off your strength appropriately.

That can prevent a lot of trouble.

As for whether this would attract the attention of the law enforcent officers from the “Heaven” city…

No big issue.

As long as there was no bloodshed, the law enforcent officers wouldn’t arbitrarily detain anyone.

After all, Lance had once served as a Judge, and he knew the extent of his actions.

Lance reverted to his original size, and the two low-ranking Blood Clan mbers he’d trodden into the pavent couldn’t get out unless so ddleso Demon Race decided to pry them out.

The Succubus standing at the entrance of the shop was dazzled by this scene, his charismatic presence, incredible strength, and the sweet scent wafting off him were breathtaking.

So pure.

Only creatures whose spirit, heart, and body have remained unspoiled can emit such a sweet fragrance.

This scent, she had only ever slt on so youths from ancient families of the Demon Race.

But that’s not right.

The aura of this young Dragonborn was even sweeter than those from the ancient family youths of the Demon Race.

Just couldn’t help wanting to defile this charming young Dragonborn.

“Young man, co in and have so at. It’s on the house, just let take a few draws on your essence.”

“Not hungry.”

Having glanced at the Succubus proprietress, Lance continued to wander aimlessly along the street, he noticed…. the eyes of quite a few Succubi on both sides of the street were gradually heating up as they looked at him.

A few Succubi inside their shops watched him for a while before they closed early, ending their business for the day.

The shops run by Succubi sold various things, from pets, to devil flowers, to snacks….

As they earned gold and treasures from male mbers of the Demon Race, they also waited for powerful male demons to conquer them.

He also noticed that before closing their shops, the Succubus proprietresses shared a glance, seemingly passing on so ssage.

Turning his head to look back at the at-selling Succubus proprietress from earlier, he found that her shop too had closed.

The other demons on the street, seeing this, seed to realize sothing and their look at Lance held an indescribable expression.

He had thought that he might hear so information related to the Dragon Whelp here, but it seed he was overthinking it; he’d walked down the street for quite a while and had heard nothing about the Dragon Whelp.

After today, he might well beco a hot topic among these demons.

Ti to find a tavern to stay for a bit and see if he could catch so “explosive” news.

If still there was no gain, then he would have to leave “Heaven” for a while and go out into the wild to look for so Demon Kings, to see if cooperation could be reached.

There was a tavern not far ahead.

The tavern’s na was: “Crimson Sea.”

On its sign hung a blood-red bat.

It looked like the tavern’s owner was from The Blood Clan.

Arriving in front of “Crimson Sea” tavern, Lance pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Contrary to the wild music he’d imagined, the tavern’s music was a soothing pure instruntal with a bit of a special mood.

The layout inside the tavern was quite simple; the bar was centrally placed, with shelves behind it displaying a variety of wines and colorful drinks.

There were several tables and chairs scattered throughout the hall, small ones for groups of three or four to huddle around, as well as tables for lone guests and larger tables seating seven or eight people.

Diagonally opposite the bar there was a stage for live music.

Upon entering the tavern, Lance briefly drew the attention of so of the demons, but the demons there drinking swiftly shifted their gaze away from him and returned to their conversations.

Lance made his way to the bar and randomly picked a spot to sit.

Behind the bar was a Blood Clan girl dressed in flaming red leather with matching pants, her crimson pupils, long hair, and skin so pale it seed to glow made her Blood Clan features quite apparent.

She was polishing a glass.

“A glass of red wine, please.”

The Blood Clan girl polishing the glass looked up at Lance, “Haven’t seen you before, is this your first ti at our ‘Crimson Sea’?”

“Yeah.”

“So, how do you plan to pay for your drink? With your own blood, gold and jewels, or so other valuable?”

“Cash.”

“A glass of red wine for a Magic Gold.”

“Hmm, got it.”

Lance replied nonchalantly, promptly turning his attention to the patrons in the tavern who were deep in animated conversation.

The Blood Clan girl at the bar handed a glass of red wine to Lance.

“Thank you.”

Lance took the wine glass and gently swirled the red wine inside.

“Another Demon King has been born in the Wasteland of Blood. I heard that a few days ago, the newly erged Demon King in the Plains of Blood even attacked a city, extrely fierce and violent.”

“That’s normal, the Demon Kings that arise from the Land of Chaos and Disorder only dare to attack so small cities without powerful beings in charge. As for big cities like ‘Paradise’, they probably don’t even have the courage to enter.”

“Demon Kings aren’t worth paying attention to. It seems like there’s big movent recently in the major Royal Cities. I heard that so fearso mbers of the Demon Race listed in the ‘Forbidden’ category might be unsealed, and there’ll be disclosures about those ‘Forbidden’ Demons’ deeds.”

“The closest Forbidden Demon Race to our era is apparently a Black Magic Dragonfolk. I heard that so of their deeds have been incorporated into the curriculum at the Royal Family’s academy.”

“What’s so special about that? Have you ever heard of the Four Forbidden Cities?”

“What Four Forbidden Cities?”

“The Black Forbidden City, the Magic Forbidden City, the Dragon Forbidden City, and the Human Forbidden City. An old monster who’s lived for a long ti told that these Four Forbidden Cities exist because of that legendary ‘Forbidden’ Black Magic Dragon Person. All the information about this Black Magic Dragon Person is sealed within these four Forbidden Cities.”

Sitting at the bar, Lance sipped his red wine. He hadn’t gathered any information about the Dragon Whelp, but he had overheard so details related to him.

The Four Forbidden Cities…

Unpleasant to hear.

“Drinking alone, isn’t that a bit dull? Mind if I join you for a drink?”

The Blood Clan girl in the bar asked Lance. This Dragonborn who ca to the tavern… did he co not for the drink, but simply for so casual leisure?

“Joining for a drink isn’t interesting. Better if you offer one instead.”

“???”

The Blood Clan girl’s crimson eyes showed a blank look, as this was the first ti in many years she had heard such words.

Previously, it was always the patrons who offered to buy her drinks.

The Blood Clan girl laughed. She leaned on the bar and looked at Lance’s slender neck, teasingly saying, “Are you trying to attract with this unusual approach? To spark my interest in you? And then… to pursue ?”

“Would you like a Blood Clan mber who keeps staring at your neck?”

“Sorry, instinctive reaction. I can’t resist your slender and sexy neck. After all, I’m from the Blood Clan…”

“You’re a high-ranking Blood Clan mber. Why are you working as a bartender in such a small tavern?”

“I own this tavern.”

“That’s quite an achievent.”

“???”

What’s with this tone of voice that sounded like she was praising a junior?

“What’s your na?” the Blood Clan girl asked Lance.

“Xia.”

This wasn’t exactly a pseudonym – his true na included these two characters. Giant Dragon’s real nas are very long.

This ti in The Abyss, he did not intend to use the na Lance. In The Abyss, the na Lance was likely to attract the attention of so old monsters.

If those old monsters knew he had returned to The Abyss, his fate would be miserable.

The Blood Clan girl in front of him… She looked sowhat like a Blood Clan Royal Family youngster he had known back then.

Very similar, but not certain if she was the sa person.

Girls change a lot as they grow up.

In just a few years, a young girl might change completely, let alone after a millennium or more.

The tavern’s door was pushed open.

Six strikingly handso succubi in black and red uniforms entered the tavern with two lower-ranking Blood Clan mbers and approached Lance.

“It was him, he’s the one who stomped us into the ground and had you digging us out for half an hour.”

“Sir Dragonborn, please co with us to the law enforcent office.”

“I don’t have ti, I’m busy later on.”

“You are…”

Lance pulled a token from his Diamond Talisman and tossed it to the leading succubus officer.

When the head succubus officer clearly saw the emblems on the front and back of the token, her pupils contracted slightly, and disbelief filled her eyes.

A Royal City Judge’s token?!

This token bore the emblem of their succubus Royal Family, alongside the emblems of several other major Royal Families…

The token bore the na of this Dragonborn Judge: Xia….

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