My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! Chapter 40 40: Flirting with the Dragon Princess, Royal Libr

Drayken stood up from his seclusion and walked into his room, where the two maids were cleaning the room with rigorous hands.

Looking at them, he thought of Lilia and couldn't help but tighten his fist, a gradual fierce expression appearing on his face.

'Eleanor!' This na resounded in his mind, but in the end, he could only slump to the bed with a tired expression.

For now, he was powerless against the Rank-7 dragon. Even if he wanted to do sothing against this woman, actually, he didn't have much resentnt against her, except for the fact that she had Lilia.

After all, she was the one who allowed him to beco a dragon and have such a wonderful opportunity. If he could take Lilia, then he would have no ties with her in the future, but that scheming woman was definitely scheming sothing.

'If she went too far...' A cold light shimred in his eyes as he coughed ever so slightly.

"Young master."

The two's attention was imdiately drawn, and they walked up to him with smiles on their faces.

"Haha, you two can take a rest sotis, but I have a question right now."

"I will answer to the best of my abilities," Lin said, while Rin was still shy and hiding behind her.

"I have reached the peak of the Third Circle, and for to continue, I will have to further my understanding of my spell and learn more about it. So how do I do that?"

Drayken asked without missing a beat.

It wasn't a secret that he used the Aura spell, and they also knew that, going further, he would have to explore on his own.

Actually, this was nothing new, and every youngling also followed this path for more power.

In the Dragon Race, nothing was handed on a silver platter.

The further one walked, the more they had to tread their own path; only the most basic of spells were provided for free, so each dragon who was a powerhouse had different spells than one another.

"Oh, for that, young master, you will need to gather knowledge from different places. But since you are already a young prince, you might be able to go to the royal library?"

"Royal library?"

Drayken nodded his head.

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Soon, he ca out of his room and looked at the countless servants who were cleaning things around the place.

One of them saw him and imdiately bowed with reverence:

"Greetings, young prince."

"Hmm." Drayken didn't show much emotion as he nodded his head:

"Do you know where the Dragon King is?"

"Umm, this, this, I don't know," the servant replied with a shudder.

"Then do you know if I can go to the royal library?"

"I don't know, young prince," the servant replied, almost about to cry.

"I am sorry."

Drayken rubbed the back of his head. 'How would they know if even my personal maid doesn't know?'

So he dismissed her with a gentle smile, which comforted her, and contemplated his next action on what to do further.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a familiar woman with blue hair walking over.

"Oh, Synthia, what are you doing here?" Drayken replied with a smile when he saw her.

"Drayken."

Of course, it was none other than Synthia, who was stunned to see him. For a mont, she just stood there in a daze; his smiling, handso face seed so perfect in her eyes.

Drayken snapped his fingers:

"Are you alright?"

"Ye… yes," Synthia replied. "Why are you outside your room?"

"Well, actually, I have reached the peak of the Third Circle, and to further my circle, I would have to tread on my own. So I wanted to know if I could go to the library."

"Oh," Synthia smiled, her hand blocking her mouth as she giggled. "If you wanted to say so, you should have done it before. Haha, you are free to go to the royal library. Actually, I was going to the library as well."

"So we can go together."

She grabbed his hand and ran ahead before Drayken could even reply.

Soon, they reached the edge of the palace and ran beneath the open sky. Guards were stationed all around, and whenever they saw Synthia, they bowed in perfect unison.

Drayken was practically dragged through the intricate terrain of the palace grounds.

'Now that I think about it, this place is enormous,' he thought to himself.

The entire plane, as far as he could see, was just the vast expanse of the royal grounds: refineries, strange breeding grounds, and many other structures scattered across the land. Everything seed to be just part of the royal domain.

Eventually, they reached a tall hill, its ground covered with thorns, the sharp tips glinting with a faint purple hue.

"Is this poison?" Drayken felt a terrifying threat to his life just from looking at these tips.

"That's correct. If you even get slightly injured by it, then it's instant death."

Synthia said, "Unless you are a Rank-7 Dragon, don't even think about surviving a second if you are even stung by it."

"Then how do we traverse this place?"

Drayken felt a shiver down his spine.

"Hehe, you need to jump from here."

"Don't joke, Synthia. Tell ."

"Hmph," Synthia snorted, "You will have to fulfill my condition if you want to go further."

He felt a twitch in his brows:

"What is the condition?"

"You have to let tickle you." Synthia raised her left eyebrow to look at him.

"Tickle ?"

Drayken slapped his own face, then smirked.

"Sure, milady, it would be an honor," he said, raising his hand. "You can touch as much as you like; I won't resist."

"You…"

"What?"

"It makes sound like the bad guy. Weren't you the one who tickled so hard in the tournant?"

"And I am giving you a chance," Drayken opened his arms. "Tickle as much as you want."

"You said it."

Synthia pouted as she walked over to him, slowly raising her slender arms and moving her fingers carefully over his stomach, attempting to tickle him. But his stomach was annoyingly hard, like armor.

She tried everything, but no matter what she did, she couldn't get even the slightest reaction from Drayken instead her finger started to feel sour.

"Hmph," she muttered in frustration.

With a determined sigh, she lifted his t-shirt, revealing Drayken's abs, each one sculpted like armor, a perfect eight-pack.

"Woah," she gasped, her eyes wide with amazent. "I had no idea you were this muscular."

Drayken still didn't flinch. "I hope you know this is called harassnt, milady. Only because you're my future bride am I allowing you to see it."

He spoke with an air of nonchalance.

"You... you're so frustrating. How am I taking advantage of you?" Synthia huffed.

"Your drool says otherwise."

"Eh." Synthia swept the corner of her mouth, a hint of embarrassnt on her face. "I'll get my revenge."

She said this with a playful smirk before slowly touching his abs. She trailed her fingers across the hard muscles, amazed by their firmness.

Then she moved from one pack to the next, curiosity written all over her face.

"I never thought a man's abs would be this strong. Mine are so soft in comparison."

"Hey, I'm not just any male," Drayken complained, a smirk curving the corner of his lips. "I'm your man."

"Anyway, since you've had your fun, will you spare and tell how to clear this obstacle?" he complained.

"Oh, it's actually quite simple. Just turn into a dragon." she said, her eyes still glued.

Drayken felt his left eye violently quiver, he felt like he got scamd!