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Chapter 15 The Dragon's Daughter and Her Personal Maid

Mind-based spells are a rather obscure branch of illusion magic, capable of interfering with and manipulating the target's inner emotions.

The most frequently used spell is Charm, which can persuade others, followed by Rage, which can incite conflict. Spells like Calm, which generate positive emotions, are generally used by the caster on themselves or teammates to quickly suppress their anger.

Considering that the angry person can simply "hold back," very few mage NPCs will specifically learn this spell.

However, everyone in the player community knows how to do it and is proficient in it.

The reason is simple: when running a dungeon, if a bad teammate keeps making mistakes and causes the team to wipe multiple times, everyone will use Calm Down to relentlessly target him...

Under the powerful control of the Calmness spell, although the wrath of the true dragon had not completely subsided, a small amount of reason returned to Dia's mind, and she was able to communicate with it.

Suppressing the immense anger surging within her, she cried out in fury:

"Get off my back!"

"That's not the point," Renn said casually, changing the subject. "You've turned into a dragon now, didn't you know?"

"I'm going to burn you alive!" Dia roared through gritted teeth.

"Didn't you want to save Dragon Valley City?" Renn chuckled. "Burn it down."

"Come on! Burn those White Walkers!"

He grabbed Dia's hair and forced her to look at the White Walker tyrant on the cliff.

Dia was absolutely furious. She spread her dragon wings and swooped down at full speed, opening her mouth to unleash a scorching dragonfire breath at the White Walker Tyrant!
Scorched by the terrifyingly high temperatures of the flames, the White Walker Tyrant let out a piercing, agonizing scream. He plummeted from the cliff like a giant fireball, crashing and collapsing many houses along the way, before finally plunging into the River Saints in an attempt to extinguish the dragonfire that had clung to him.

Dia pursued relentlessly from above, unleashing a second dragonfire breath that struck the river, instantly creating a massive cloud of high-temperature steam.

The White Walker Tyrant struggled wildly in the violently boiling river, his rotting flesh curling, charring, and carbonizing, rapidly peeling off his skeleton.

Ultimately, it was boiled to death in the River Saint.

“Easy peasy! As expected of me!” Looking at the dead White Walker tyrant, Raine laughed triumphantly.

What does it mean to seek fortune in danger?! Dia successfully awakened as the daughter of a dragon, and was not entangled by troublesome shamans and nobles. Who else in this world can do that besides me?

Hearing the dragon knight's laughter on her back, Dia was so angry she almost lost her mind. Fortunately, the calming spell hadn't worn off yet, and she still remembered her mission to save the civilians. So she circled back and forth above Dragon Valley City, breathing fire and killing all the sea cockroaches in her sight.

The fire also completely destroyed the surrounding houses.

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In the afternoon, a heavy rain fell.

The burning house gradually died down, revealing the charred remains of the building.

The streets and alleys were littered with corpses, bloodstains, and embers. The surviving lizardman refugees, their eyes vacant, staggered toward the town square.

The newly born Dragon Maiden announced that she would give a speech in the center of the square.

Having regained her human form, Dia looked at the homeless lizardman refugees around her and suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt and unease.

Most of the casualties were caused by the White Walkers. The burning of the houses, however, was entirely due to the effects of her dragonfire breath; after all, sea cockroaches don't destroy homes.

If the refugees had spoken up in condemnation, it would have made Dia feel a little better. Unfortunately, everyone wore a numb expression of "since she's the daughter of a dragon, there's nothing that can be done," which only made Dia feel more sorrowful and want to cry. "Quickly remind me what to say!" she said, barely holding back her tears, quietly tugging at Renn's sleeve beside her, her voice choked with sobs.

"Do I have to teach you this?" Renn was speechless. He could only walk in front of Dia and loudly announce to the refugees:
"The end is nigh, the true dragon has appeared! Dragon Valley City is doomed to destruction. If you continue to stay here, you will only face death!"

"No time to waste! We must set off today! Everyone to Dragonpeak City! Bring the news of the approaching White Walkers and await further instructions from the Dragon Daughter!"

"Go!"

Sparse responses rang out from among the refugees. Although it was a cacophony of voices, it was still possible to make out what they were saying... nothing more than words of faith such as "We will always follow the Dragon Daughter."

Ellina maintained her smile throughout, standing silently to the side, silently making plans in her mind.

The crisis in Dragon Valley City has temporarily ended. The nobles were all killed by the Darkscale Assassins of the Shamanic Order, and the two High Shamans did not survive either. The High Priest was confirmed to have been devoured by sea cockroaches while fleeing, and the High Priest, who was the mastermind behind it all, was boiled to death by dragon breath.

The remaining low-ranking shamans and guards, having lost their original superiors, naturally had no choice but to obey the orders of the Dragon Daughter Dia, which meant they were indirectly controlled by Rein.

The entire Dragon Valley City has fallen into the hands of this necromancer.

Is Dragonpeak City your next target? A born evil necromancer, one day I will…

“I need to go home first,” Ryan suddenly said.

"Ah, go home?" Dia was stunned for a long time before she realized that Rein meant to go back to the Human Empire. "But these civilians... didn't you order them to go to Dragonpeak City?"

"After the White Walker army conquers Dragonvale, their next target will definitely be Dragonpeak! Are we going to abandon Dragonpeak? Or are you going to use me as your maid again as a condition..."

"Shut up." Renn's head was throbbing from her noise. "White Walkers can't swim, and the rainy season is next month, don't you know?"

"Oh!" Dia finally realized.

From June to October each year is the rainy season on the rainforest peninsula. Moist monsoons, rich in water vapor, enter the peninsula from the azure sea in the southeast, resulting in continuous, widespread, and prolonged rainfall.

The raging river, which runs through the entire peninsula, rises continuously during the rainy season. Most of its tributaries are completely submerged, and two-thirds of its basin becomes a vast expanse of water, including most of the lizardmen's villages and towns.

These reptilians migrate and evacuate before the annual rainy season, heading to higher mountains to escape the floods. If the White Walkers cannot swim, it means that, at least during the rainy season, they will have difficulty crossing the flooded waters to attack Dragonpeak, a city built in the mountains.

Yay! We're saved for now, hooray!

“Then I’ll take them to Dragonpeak City…” Before Dia could finish speaking, Renn interrupted her rudely:

"Where are you going? Your maid contract hasn't expired yet; you have to stay by my side and serve me. Or are you trying to break the contract?"

The evil necromancer cast a cold, threatening glance at her, and Dia could only pout, reluctantly saying:

“Aren’t you a human noble? After you go home, you will naturally have many young and beautiful maids to serve you. Why do you insist on making me your maid? Besides, I am the daughter of a true dragon…”

“It is precisely because you are the daughter of a true dragon that you have collectible value to me as a personal maid.” Renn waved his hand impatiently. “Ellina, from now on you will be my butler and head maid.”

"I want you to train Dia to be a qualified maid who meets the requirements of a noble family, according to the etiquette of the elven court! Grammar, poetry, music, logic, rhetoric, art appreciation... arrange all courses for her!"

"In three months, I need a perfect personal maid!"

(End of this chapter)