As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

The first dance was limited to the protagonists of the coming-of-age ceremony, but from the second dance onwards, everyone could dance freely. With Roy and Charlotte taking the lead, people's enthusiasm reached its peak and they lingered on the dance floor.

But Roy followed Charlotte to the empty balcony, enjoying the evening breeze and the quietness with only each other.

Alice and Lisa, their personal maids, consciously stood in front of the balcony to ensure that no one would come to disturb them.

Charlotte simply held up her skirt, sat on the balcony, and crossed her beautiful legs in black stockings.

Even now, there was still a blush and a smile on Charlotte's face.

"I didn't expect you to dance so well. You look very skilled."

"Of course not. No matter what, we can't embarrass Charlotte."

Noticing Roy's change of heart, the girl's smile widened and she jokingly asked, "Did you train specifically just to dance with me?"

Unexpectedly, Roy looked straight at him and admitted without hesitation: "That's right."

"It's a rare opportunity to dance with a girl as beautiful as Charlotte. I don't want to waste it."

"You..." Charlotte, who was counterattacked, was speechless for a moment. After a few seconds, she blushed and whispered, "You traitor."

"Ah, I'm just telling the truth."

Roy sighed exaggeratedly, earning a beating from the embarrassed girl.

The two people, tired of playing, just snuggled up to each other and looked at the setting sun.

"Come to think of it, I've decided to be the queen."

"Why?" Roy was a little surprised.

In the original work, Charlotte had no intention of inheriting the throne in the end, but was active in Viszea as a princess.

But no matter what her plans are, Roy will support her unconditionally.

"I've always been protected by my father and brothers. I thought I was incredibly talented, but I couldn't do anything." Charlotte's tone was a little down. "This time, too, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to stop Leo's scheme or the Evil Dragon Society's tricks."

Charlotte never slacked off in her training of supernatural powers and study of state governance, and always thought she had done well enough. However, it was not until this escape that she realized how powerless she was.

"I want more power. The power to protect the people, the power to protect the kingdom, and..." Charlotte looked at Roy, pinched her hair, and said embarrassedly, "The power to protect you."

The Red Blood Fire Dragon's curse before its death did not turn into a nightmare, but became a flame that inspired the girl to move forward.

Those fiery crimson eyes stared at Roy, blooming with an unprecedented strong determination.

"No matter if it's the [Evil Dragon Society] or the Seven Heavenly Dragons, I will never let anyone hurt you!"

Chapter 144: The Princess's Reward (3,000-word chapter, end of this volume)

"No matter if it's the [Evil Dragon Society] or the Seven Heavenly Dragons, I will never let anyone hurt you!"

The girl's sincere words came like a warm current, making Roy's heart inevitably beat, and he stayed where he was.

However, Charlotte, who had rarely caught the other party off guard, became shy as Roy became dazed.

"Ahem, don't get too carried away. You're at the back of the queue. Besides, you're my sworn knight, and as your queen, it's my duty to protect you."

The cute look of the girl trying to force an explanation brought Roy back to his senses and helped him regain the initiative.

"Is it just protection?" Roy moved a little closer to the other person and raised his eyebrows.

"Huh?" Charlotte's eyes avoided.

"Will it take a long time for Charlotte to become queen? Before then, as your sworn knight, shouldn't I ask for some other rewards?"

"Reward, reward..." Charlotte's eyes shook and finally fell on Roy's lips.

Although I was interrupted just now, now...

The passion, which had never cooled down, became even more intense at this thought.

Charlotte raised her eyebrows: "If it's a reward, it's not impossible."

Roy was somewhat surprised, but he didn't expect the other party to be much bolder than he imagined.

The next moment, the fragrant breeze drifted down with the setting sun, and the reserved and proud princess rushed over unreasonably, snatching away his right to speak with her lips as gorgeous as burning flames.

The touch of lips was clumsy and immature, fleeting yet so soft that Roy forgot to breathe for a moment and indulged in the warm fragrance of gardenia.

After a light kiss.

A blush brighter than the sunset glowed on the princess's face. She smiled shyly, yet beautifully, at the boy who remained frozen in place. "This is my reward."

The red-haired girl's smile was as beautiful as a poem or a painting. At that moment, the afterglow of the setting sun in front of the [Sunset Red Castle], which was hailed as a peerless beauty, was eclipsed by it.

A kiss from the future Queen is far too precious a reward.

But this feeling has definitely been conveyed.

"That alone doesn't seem enough."

Roy held the girl's hand, his eyes burning with anger.

The girl felt shy when she realized the other party's intention, but in the end she just struggled symbolically for a few times and then stopped moving.

The air was so quiet that only the breathing between them could be heard.

"Can I ask for more rewards?"

"You traitor, you are really greedy."

"Don't you want to, Charlotte?"

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

After some hesitation, Charlotte gently closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, stood on tiptoe, and pressed her crystal-clear and tender lips against his once again. This time, Roy didn't hesitate anymore. He caressed the girl's cheek and responded with the same kiss, sharing their passionate feelings.

The last rays of afterglow from the horizon blurred the figures of the knight and the princess.

In the corner, the blonde maid looked at the two people passionately and remained silent for a long time.

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The quiet night, the lush forest, and the fireflies dancing in the sky make this place the most beautiful and dreamy secret place in the world.

This is the heart of the Elf Forest, the capital of the elves, the Emerald Council.

Unlike other transcendent beings, the descendants of the elves are a rare race that directly inherits the blood of mythical creatures from the First Age, and their bloodline concentration is quite high. Like their ancestors thousands of years ago, they live in seclusion in the forest, avoiding the conflicts of the world and living a peaceful and contented life.

Every descendant of the elves has a pure and sweet appearance, and the most outstanding among them is Nia Jasmine, the daughter of the chief of the Emerald Council.

At the corner of the dining table, an elf girl sat at the side. Her emerald green hair flowed freely over her shoulders, her light green dress fluttered gently, and her elegant face seemed to be sculpted from the essence of the world.

A quiet, elegant and indifferent dreamy girl who can only be admired from afar.

Even the pure-blooded elves thousands of years ago were no more than this.

Unfortunately, this is all appearance.

When her mother told her the news of her upcoming marriage, the girl could no longer pretend.

"I already said it, I don't want to get married!"

Nia slammed the table angrily, tearing the beautiful moment into pieces.

The girl didn't lose her temper, but she used a terrifying killing move that was even more terrifying than her temper.

The girl who was so elegant and quiet just now, now lies directly on the table and bursts into tears without any image: "Mom! I'm still young and don't want to get married! Marriage is a woman's grave. Please have pity on your daughter! Ahem... "

The other elves at the table all had complicated expressions at this disgusting scene, and the elf woman sitting on the main seat, Nia's mother, Janetia, twitched her forehead violently.

That’s right, as a descendant of the elves, Nia is totally unqualified.

You know, elves may not be noble, but they must be elegant.

He smiles without showing his teeth when he is happy, and sheds tears silently when he is sad. Even when he is a ranger on the battlefield, he is always taciturn.

Although Nia's appearance is impeccable, her extroverted and lively personality makes her more like an orc.

The girl's wailing was as terrifying as the sound of a devil to the elves who were usually accustomed to silence.

"Enough!" After this torture, Janetia finally couldn't help but yell.

"Not young? You're already an adult this year, and you're still not young?"

"That girl next door, Charlotte Reinhardt, the Lionhearted Princess known for her arrogance and disregard for men, has already become a sworn knight, and yet you haven't even held a boy's hand! How long do you want to wait?!"

Upon hearing this, the other elf council members at the table all showed sympathetic expressions.

After thousands of years, the bloodline of the elves has long since thinned, and they no longer enjoy the long lifespans that their ancestors enjoyed, far exceeding those of other creatures. Now, their lifespans are similar to those of humans, and naturally, they have adopted human habits.

In order to continue the extraordinary bloodline and consolidate their rule, young people often get married as early as possible.

Most noble women were expected to be engaged before reaching adulthood. For someone like Charlotte Reinhardt, who waited until her coming-of-age ceremony to announce her sworn knighthood, it was already quite late.

However, Nia seemed determined to break this record. No wonder Jantia, who was traditional and conservative, was so crazy.

Seeing her mother was really angry, Nia stopped pretending. She raised her tearless face, crossed her legs, leaned back on the chair, scratched her cheek and complained softly: "Tsk, what does her marriage have to do with me?"

"Besides, I heard that the Oath Knight was a good-for-nothing young villain before. I'm afraid it was just a hastily arranged political marriage. There's nothing to envy about it, right?" Nia complained angrily.

Due to poor transportation conditions, news from Viszea was severely delayed, and authenticity was difficult to discern. Naturally, Nia was unaware of the specific situation within the kingdom.

"Niya! Watch your words! And the way you sit!" Janetia paused before bringing the subject back to the topic and sighed, "As your mother, I don't want to sacrifice your happiness!"

"Mom, you are so nice!" Nia's expression changed in a second and she praised sweetly.

"But don't go too far! You've been choosing for so long, but you still haven't found anyone that suits your taste. You're clearly just dragging your feet!" Janetia said angrily, holding her forehead.

Nia was shocked when her true identity was exposed.

That's right, she just doesn't want to get married.

Nia looked out the window at the beautiful valley and forest, and a gloom appeared in her eyes.

Marriage meant bondage. Once married, she was destined for a monotonous life of caring for her husband and raising children. This fairy forest, a dreamlike beauty to the world, was a closed prison to her.

Nia laughed dryly: "Oh, I didn't say I wouldn't get married, I just don't have a suitable partner..."

"There are so many men in the entire Emerald Council, and not even one?!"

Faced with his mother's almost collapsed questioning, the boy was forced to finally use his last trump card.

Nia looked back at her mother and said meaningfully, "Is it possible that I, your daughter, actually like girls who are sweet and soft?"

This unconventional blow left Janetia speechless and plunged the entire audience into deep silence.

Viszea actually doesn't reject Brokeback Mountain and Lily of the Valley, but for the elves who have always been conservative, some versions are still ahead of the times.

Nia, who thought she had succeeded, immediately showed a disdainful smile.

Unexpectedly, Jantia glared at him with a gloomy expression and snorted coldly, "You like girls, right?"

Nia, still unaware of the situation, continued her performance, opening one hand and pompously declaring, "That's right! Stinky men are so boring! I just want to cuddle with a cute little sister!"

Janetia laughed out of anger and said on the spot: "Okay, in that case, starting from tomorrow, I will arrange for you to go on blind dates with girls!"

Nia's bright smile froze on the spot.

"......What?!!!"

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Under the gray clouds, in the deepest part of the skeletons of countless giant dragons, a vertical pupil burning with black flames slowly opened in the darkness.

The pitch-black dragon, bound by countless chains, awoke after thousands of years of slumber due to a burst of heart-wrenching pain.

He is the last king of the dragon clan and also the god they believe in.

[Dragon King Nidhogg].

In front of Him, the followers of the Evil Dragon Society humbly told Him everything.

The pain that rippled through his blood and soul was even more unbearable than the severe injury that nearly killed him.

He could hardly believe it.

Barajas, fallen.

Following the astonishment was deep sorrow and anger.

The pitch-black dragon king, wrapped in devilish flames, suddenly raised his head and let out a shrill and murderous roar towards the leaden sky without moonlight.

“Again, and again…”

"My flesh and blood have once again been murdered by the false king's blood!"