The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

Charlie got into the carriage marked with the arms of the Violet family.

The lady's personal maid was 'brought' up by her using wind arcane magic.

At this time, he sat opposite her with a sigh of relief.

What will happen to the fox who pretends to be the tiger without the tiger behind him?

Will be beaten to death by angry animals in the forest.

Charlie sighed helplessly.

I think what happened in the afternoon should be a signal. She paused slightly, If you translate this signal, it should be called: Don't, come, mess with me.

But obviously, you and your master are not intelligent enough to understand the meaning of this signal.

Or, this kind of person is just used to simply domineering.

It is also spoiled by good-tempered people.

If they encounter real villains, they will be pitiful like piggies waiting to be slaughtered.

Because they are not as vicious as those treacherous and evil people.

However, if they meet good people, they are as hateful as dragons.

To put it bluntly, this kind of person is not dangerous, but disgusting enough.

In any case, Charlie felt that he could not spoil the lady any longer.

You like to tell stories? Charlie crossed his legs, put his hands on his chin, and looked seriously at the struggling maid.

Well, from now on, don't talk anymore.

This is not a negotiation, but a 'judgment'.

Charlie tapped the maid's throat in the void.

What's so scary about enchanting arcane arts?

A simple [hint] is enough to make people run to suicide in a trance.

The arcane school that controls people's behavior and thinking is called the enchantment school.

Charlie seldom uses arcane arts of this department.

But I have to admit that this kind of arcane technique is really very useful at this time.

The maid's mind was twisted.

She believed that she had been deprived of the right to speak and could only be a mute ever since.

It wasn't until this moment that she understood, the Charlie Violet in front of her.

He was no longer the young master who was at the mercy of them in the manor.

This is a powerful aristocrat who commands the wind and rain in the utopia and holds the power of life and death.

The sensational articles in Goblin Three Magazine are all true.

She is the 'beacon' of utopia, the last light of hope for arcanists.

No one can offend Charlie's majesty.

Even if he came to the imperial capital, the old emperor should be polite.

On the one hand, at the three-headed dragon that followed her.

On the other hand, it was because of Charlie Violet.

A centipede is dead but not stiff.

Arcanists seem to have fallen.

Because one after another of the famous floating cities fell.

However, the old emperor saw another side.

Originally, although the Arcanists were powerful, they were not united.

They are scattered all over the world, busy with their own affairs.

Even if the Floating Void City club tries its best to maintain it, it will be difficult to reach a consensus on many things.

Of course, there is an exception to the matter of the magician, which seems to be a big event for every arcanist to go deep into the soul.

Regret is useless.

The carriage also arrived at its destination.

Charlie got out of the car, followed by Mrs. Elf and Antanaron with long silver hair.

The maid had already run back to the manor in panic.

After receiving the news of the return of the carriage, Hai Hai wanted to see viciously what the expression of the Master Earl is now.

In their eyes, Charlie is the young master who will always be held in the palm of their wives.

Nothing to be afraid of.

However, what he greeted was Weng Na who stumbled back.

Weng Na's face was full of tears, she frantically pointed at her throat, and opened her mouth wide, trying to say something.

Unfortunately, she couldn't make any sound.

The behavior at this time is like a mime.

Butler Totti felt a little nervous.

I feel that Master Charlie, who came back this time, looks aggressive.

He didn't dare to delay, and immediately ran to see his wife with the maid who had become mute.

The bewildered old Mrs. Violet had no time to figure out what was going on.

The door was pushed open vigorously, making a loud bang.

Obviously, it is impossible for Charlie, who is currently an Arcanist, to be blocked by a few servants.

'Mother'. When Charlie called this term, his tone was very strange.

It is very similar to the lady in front of the ridicule through these two words.

What's the matter with finding me in such a 'rush'?

Today's Charlie has changed a lot, and Frye has noticed it.

Naturally, the old countess has also noticed that she has been treating her as a 'marionette'.

The lady was very 'tactful' and directly gave up the original plan.

Just like the last time, when I asked Charlie for real estate in the imperial capital, I went straight to the point and 'got to the point'.

Who are they? What is your relationship with them? Why did you bring them back?

The old countess looked over, followed by Charlie, one big and one small, two handsome men.

She habitually issued a series of aggressive questions.

But obviously, Charlie no longer needs to swallow his anger.

If you just talk about such meaningless words, then excuse me.

Charlie was in no mood to waste time with this lady.

Suddenly, Mrs. Victoria's complexion became very embarrassed.

Charlie really turned to go.

She hastily changed her mouth.

You child! Why are you so angry now? I asked you to come back for something!

Charlie stopped.

What's the matter, just tell me.

Have you eaten yet? Why don't we chat while eating? the old countess forced a smile.

Antanaron is okay, Mag is really hungry.

He tugged on Charlie's sleeve expectantly.

This simple bronze dragon probably thought that the food at Charlie's family was of the same standard as that of White Castle.

So Charlie sat at the manor's dinner table.

Soon, servants came in with trays of dishes.

When Mag saw the dishes put down on the table, his eyes were dull.

Charlie looked fine.

Before she left, this house was at this level.

In an instant, the bronze dragon lost all love, pushed away the dinner plate, and fell down on the dining table lifelessly.

He looked sideways at Charlie, complaining in his eyes.

Obviously, it was Charlie who didn't tell him that the food here was so 'hard to swallow'.

It has to be said that the appetites of the dragons were all spoiled by Charlie.

Charlie smiled at McGonagall.

This smile misunderstood a certain lady.

I thought this meal relieved my previous tension.

She opened her mouth and talked about the purpose of 'being a demon' this time.

Charlie, I read the newspapers issued by the green-skinned monsters...

The smile faded from Charlie's face.

Goblin. She said in a cold voice.

What? Madam asked inexplicably.

The 'green-skinned monsters' you mentioned have a scientific name called goblins.

The lady pursed her lips.

Well, these goblins, the newspapers they publish. I read that it said that during the civil war, you also fought there?

Charlie hummed lightly.

Oh, it's really terrible. I know several ladies who have lost children in this war.

Charlie's fork struggles with the peas on his plate.

What I was thinking in my heart couldn't be this matter, which accidentally inspired this long-buried 'maternity', right?

The silver fork picked up a pea, and while the black dragon on his shoulder was distracted, he stuffed it directly into the dragon's mouth.

Caught off guard by the black dragon stuffed with a pea: ...

Heilong was just about to lose his temper, but he heard the lady say slowly:

This world is too dangerous, anyone can die anytime, anywhere...

So, Charlie, do you want to make a will?

Charlie almost thought he was hallucinating his ears.

What? she asked back, frowning.

Just to make a will, you know, now you are outside, who are you around?

People who don't know their roots.

Don't think too well of people today.

In case something happens to you, the financial reports and family property published in those newspapers...

What should I do if my family property was stolen by your subordinates?

Also, do you want to take some people away from here when you leave this time?

After all, it’s an old man I use, it’s easier to use than those messy people you find outside...

The lady is still talking.

Charlie stopped her directly, Who am I going to make a will to?

Madam said it very naturally:

Of course it is for me. Do you still want to give it to your poor relatives from your father's side? They are all debt collectors!

Charlie was so angry that the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

She almost threw the cutlery back on the plate.

There was a loud noise.

With a 'bang bang', the old countess clutched her plump chest in fright.

Charlie was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Sometimes, when the anger reaches the extreme, there is silence.

Let's go!

Eh! Accidentally, it’s too late to finish this chapterε=(ο｀*)))