Reincarnated Lizard Becomes Stronger by Having Fun

When Seth opened his eyes, he saw the "ant" standing in front of him.

The dragon's head slowly lowered until it was in front of the girl's fair face.

[Huh!]

He took a deep breath, and the air exhaled from his huge nostrils was mixed with red flames.

The high temperature made her fair skin turn red.

With her upright figure, she slowly knelt on one knee, and Xilin raised her head to look at the being in front of her.

"I am back."

The red vertical pupils stared coldly at the figure kneeling on one knee in front of him.

"So this is the play you're going to present to me?"

"No, this is just the beginning."

"I am here for another purpose?"

He resisted the urge to smack the nasty ant in front of him to death with one claw.

"Are you a little too greedy?"

"Your Majesty, this is how we humans are. Greed is the driving force that drives us forward."

"Aren't you really afraid that I will slap you to death with one claw?"

Feeling the gradually rising temperature in the air, there was no expression on her flushed face, which was already covered with sweat.

"I am afraid, so I know who to target with my greed. This time I came to give you a gift."

"Ha~"

A sneer unconsciously emanated from his throat.

There was disdain in his voice that anyone could hear.

The best gift for him now would be more red thread.

Only more red blood can speed up his repair of the Broken Ring.

His scrutinizing gaze fell on the ant in front of him.

And she slowed down the speed at which the blood was gathering.

"Gift?"

"Do you know what you are doing? Celine Isaacson!"

Facing this majestic gaze, there was no fear in her eyes, as her gaze met the scarlet vertical pupils that burned like lava.

"Yes I know."

"Well, you'd better keep your sanity."

"Then present me your ridiculous gift."

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Xilin turned around and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

"come in!"

Ta Ta Ta ~!

The crisp sound of high heels stepping on the floor came from the door.

A figure in a pure white dress walked slowly from the entrance of the passage, with the long skirt trailing behind her. Her blue hair was draped over her shoulders, and the blue strands playfully fell on her delicate collarbone.

The girl's pure and flawless skin exudes a soft glow in the dim castle hall.

The condensed red vertical pupils quickly spread out.

Cecilia....

The dragon claw moved forward unconsciously.

"boom!"

The huge claws landed on the ground and crushed the floor directly.

The mountain-like body passed directly over the figure kneeling on one knee.

"~!"

Seeing the terrifying beast crawling towards him, Eluga felt that he could no longer suppress the fear in his heart.

His legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

[Bang!]

With the sound of the floor cracking, the giant beast stopped in front of her.

Looking up, Eluga saw a pair of scarlet vertical pupils.

The fear could no longer be suppressed at this moment. He supported himself on the ground with his hands, and kicked his legs wildly on the ground, moving backwards.

The foodie's diffusing vertical pupils quickly condensed.

No, it's not Cecilia.

The real Cecilia would never look at me like that.

absolute!

This is a shoddy fake!

The muscular red dragon claw was raised high and fell under the girl's frightened gaze.

[boom!]

"Tap tap~!"

Seth tilted his head and looked at Sirin.

How dare this ant fool him?

"Is this the gift you were talking about?"

Standing up from the ground, Xilin walked towards the red beast in front at a leisurely pace.

There was only the abyss under her feet. No matter how she walked or where her steps landed, it would not change anything, so the useless feeling of fear had long disappeared from her heart.

Raise your head to reveal your flawless and gentle jawline.

There was no wavering as they looked into each other's red vertical pupils.

"Your Majesty, don't you like it?"

"Humph!"

Along with this cry of cold sweat, red flames roared out from his nostrils.

This ant is becoming more and more boring, with only a tiny insignificant role left!

"A fake is always a fake, and I don't need it."

The huge red claws were raised, the dragon body turned around, and He returned to the hall and lay down.

There was a circle of cracks on the floor of the hall that were completely shattered, but only a small circle in the middle was intact.

The girl in a pure white dress curled up on this small circle, her body shaking constantly.

Looking at this obviously frightened girl.

He squatted down, held the girl's slender waist with his left hand, and passed his right hand under her straight knees.

Skin to skin contact.

One is warm, the other is as cold as the thick snow in winter.

Under this coldness, Eluga slowly came back to his senses.

He looked at the tyrant who was holding him.

"He...what is he..."

Just when I was halfway through my speech, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my neck.

It was like a pair of big hands pinching it.

"Uh uh uh!"

The feeling of losing breath was first painful, and then my consciousness became blurred.

The strong desire to survive made Eluga instinctively put his hands on his neck, but he touched nothing.

Ignoring the girl in her arms who was rolling her eyes and sticking out her tongue, Xilin continued walking forward with a blank expression.

She didn't release the magic until the girl's struggles in her arms began to slow down.

"Huhuhu~"

The tinnitus in his ears began to ease, and he regained his freedom to breathe, breathing greedily.

He sucked very hard with each breath.

"Remember, never address Him directly."

The tyrant's cold voice came to his ears, and Eluga glared at the tyrant hatefully.

The power that almost killed her just now definitely came from this tyrant.

Ignore this hateful look.

Xilin continued to speak. She was already accustomed to this kind of look.

If she cared about all of that, she would be so tired.

"He is not someone you can call directly. You just need to know that by pleasing Him, you may gain the power to kill me."

He stopped and lowered his head.

Seeing the tyrant's gaze, Eluga was stunned.

This was the first time she had looked into the eyes of the tyrant at such a close distance.

What kind of look is this?

It is without spirit or soul, so empty that it seems as if only a body is left.

There is not a trace of anything called emotion in it.

This was not quite the same look as the tyrant she had imagined. It should be full of cruelty.

"It's enough for you to know this."

Eluga nodded subconsciously.

I don't know why I should answer this tyrant.

As soon as Eluga nodded, he regretted it.

But the tyrant's eyes were no longer on her, and he continued to move forward.

Get on the carriage and go back to the manor.

Even when he returned to his room, Eluga could still feel the gaze he had made with the tyrant lingering in his mind.

That hollow feeling.

Is this really the look a tyrant should have?

This time of thinking had unknowingly come late into the night.

"Boom~!"

The ethereal sound of a piano suddenly broke my thoughts.

Who is playing the piano? And it sounds so beautiful?