The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

On the cleared Bahamut Avenue, there was movement in the direction of the Platinum Palace.

The Emperor of the Empire finally makes his belated debut.

Everyone stood up and saluted.

Charlie naturally got up as soon as he arrived.

Embarrassingly, she had to decide whether to bow or curtsy.

But looking at the president of the Magicians Association beside him, he just gave a slight nod.

Charlie did the same.

The emperor's guard of honor is nothing short of grand.

Basically, all the sacred objects of the empire town that can be invited out have been taken.

Platinum holy sword, golden shield, silver hammer, bronze armor...

The emperor was helped to the main seat.

Obviously, he could sit in a wheelchair, but in front of the 'foreign enemy', the dying king held his breath and walked up to the throne with the emperor's scepter.

The audience is already in place, there is no reason for the 'actors' not to come on stage.

After the emperor sat down, he opened his dizzy old eyes and looked at Charlie squarely.

It was a brighter face than that of Mrs. Victoria back then.

The title of the most beautiful woman in the empire has officially changed hands at this moment.

Along the way, the old emperor was also thinking about his attitude towards Charlie Violet.

In the end, after getting off the car, I decided to watch Charlie's so-called 'performance' before making a decision.

Charlie didn't care that the old emperor was deliberately indifferent to her.

She stood up and calmly walked in front of the imperial dignitaries present.

Speaking of this kind of public speech, when Charlie was in Utopia, he would be fooled by the excitement... Cough, it was the last speech.

But every time, the eyes that look at her are extremely reverent.

And the eyes at this time...

Scrutiny, criticism, disdain, disgust...

The more he faced these malicious and slow gazes, the brighter and more eye-catching Charlie's smile became.

If you say a thousand things and ten thousand things, it's better to let everyone's seeing be believing.

As I said when I invited His Majesty the Emperor, the following performance is called 'Military Parade', and all combat units of Utopia will be 'on stage'.

After speaking, Charlie looked around at the nobles present.

Seeing contempt on many people's faces, she was not at all displeased, but smiled brighter.

Ado.

Charlie turned his back to the audience.

She nodded to Theon, Dragonborn Grand Marshal who was standing under the auditorium.

The military parade on Bahamut Avenue in the imperial capital officially began.

I saw that the first thing to appear on the stage was the phalanx formed by arcanists who had been gearing up for a long time in the distance.

They wore the uniform black robes of the Wizarding Society of the Coast.

The factions differ only in the color of the chest emblem.

The emblem combines the design of a giant dragon with the emblem of the Shandorila Floating City club.

Bai Qiangwei knew that Charlie had secretly trained all the combat units in Utopia.

But she still hasn't seen the result.

Now, uniform arcanists are coming on stage in unison.

Even though they are cloth armor occupations, due to the huge number of people.

At this moment, the ground was trembling slightly.

If it weren't for the Ion Stones floating above their heads, the nobles of the empire would almost have thought that this would be a berserker wearing mage robes.

Seven days of military training can train frail students to the bone.

Give Charlie a month.

There's no reason she can't train an arcanist who suffers from 'pink eye' when he sees a magician into a 'Wolf Warrior' who is full of iron and blood.

Think of the magician sitting in the audience watching...

The majestic arcanists walking in the phalanx stamped their feet and let out a roar.

I saw that the vice president of the magicians branch was so frightened that he almost slipped to the ground.

When passing by the audience stand, the evocation-type arcanist phalanx walking in the front all raised their hands in unison, slanting upwards at a forty-five degree angle.

Under the blessing of the standard magic wand made by the dwarves, it is suitable for arcanists and can strengthen the power of arcane magic.

They fired a round of firebombs into the sky.

A thousand flame magic bullets are lifted into the sky, even if a giant dragon flies by, it is enough to drink a pot!

Not to mention the nobles who were caught off guard.

They were so scared that they got under the stool one by one.

If one of these things was aimed at the audience, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But the emperor of the empire obviously did not have this worry.

He has been surrounded by a circle of holy objects.

What's more, there is Charlie's oath before God as a guarantee.

Then, every arcane phalanx showed its own unique skills.

But counting carefully, there are only seven arcane phalanxes, and one arcane faction is missing.

The nobles are also curious in their hearts.

It's just that they were too arrogant to talk to Charlie, who was sitting in the front row.

It was Ms. Bai Qiangwei next to Charlie who asked curiously:

Where is the Necromancer?

At the end, teacher.

The two very eye-catching ladies were talking in a low voice. If it wasn't for the tense relationship, then the picture would be more pleasing to the eyes of these nobles.

Immediately following the stage was an all-Dragonborn troop.

In this world, anyone who takes up the word 'dragon' has explosive combat effectiveness.

Even if any crazy dragon had a cub with a kobold.

The descendants of the dragon descendants they gave birth to can also beat ordinary kobolds of a tribe.

Such a powerful dragon descendant must be coveted by all forces.

Since ancient times, everyone has been thinking about these dragonborn.

It is not without the power to successfully 'abduct' the dragonborn.

But like Utopia, it is possible to pull out five hundred dragon descendants to walk in a phalanx, creating such a strong visual impact...

Throughout the ages, there is only this one family, and there is no other semicolon.

The analysis of the combat power of a dragonborn, for the sake of conservatism, can be counted as being able to beat a hundred low-level knights of the empire on the battlefield.

But at the scene at this time, there are only these dragon descendants in the phalanx... at least five hundred start.

'Gudu', sitting in the auditorium, many aristocratic earls who are also 'Generals of the Empire' wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and swallowed.

In the subsequent phalanx, Charlie tried to arrange the same race in a row, and the order of columns changed from short to tall.

Phoenix Feather, Flinder Gnoll, Strangler Lurker, Armand Night Watchman, Five-Headed Skeletal Ghost, War Troll, Heartbreaker, Broken Voice Chanter... omitting hundreds of monster units.

To be honest, although the phalanx parade comes with a militarized filter effect.

But except for Charlie, everyone present has a sense of sight that the imperial capital has been breached by all kinds of strange monsters from the lower plane.

The sense of haste of the desperate doomsday really made everyone panic.

Everyone's expression is not so natural.

Charlie admired the changes in the expressions of everyone in the auditorium, and almost burst into laughter in his heart.

Should! If you are full and full, it’s okay to blame me on gender issues!

Today is the large-scale teaching to be a man scene!

Bai Qiangwei was the only one who interacted with Charlie the whole time.

They don't shy away from anyone when they speak.

With the senses of a super-arcanist, he could also sense that the surrounding nobles, who were desperately trying to save face, were all eavesdropping on the conversation of the two beauties.

Charlie, my dear student, your accomplishments will go down in history.

I have never seen any monarch who can control such a variety of races without relying on arcane enchantment.

The prosperity of Utopia, your idea of ​​governing Utopia, and of course your charm as a ruler...

I am so proud of you!

Charlie replied with a smile: This is not worthy of praise for the mentor, and the 'secret' of my being able to do this has long been selflessly disclosed.

Caution is the boat.

In case someone spreads a rumor afterwards, saying that she has some martial arts cheats to control such a large army.

Then Charlie couldn't cry anymore, and he didn't want to say it in advance.

Afterwards, arrange a wave of goblin promotion!

Hey! What she can really do is like Utopia, of course she won't say much!

Bai Qiangwei was slightly surprised.

It's the Declaration of Utopia. When you don't want to judge high and low, isn't it natural to achieve such an achievement?

Charlie said lightly.

If she said this before the military parade, then the nobles present would probably kill her.

But now, no one dared to speak out.

The line of sight shifted back to Bahamut Avenue, where the military parade was still going on.

Then came Charlie's Praetorian phalanx.

Because of the diversity of occupations, this phalanx was originally nothing to look at.

But with the addition of 'old duck black technology weapons', the effect will be different.

The fourth edition of Magic Cannon, [Single Soldier Combat Edition].

Let every melee class of the illegal department 'evolve' into an extreme individual soldier that can be used for bombardment from a distance and can be used in close combat!

When the strange-looking cannon barrels held on the shoulders by the phalanx of the guards were aimed at the sky, firing a single shot...

The president of the magician branch in the auditorium silently said to the trembling vice president:

Notify the headquarters now, don't come here and make trouble. If it's too late to call them back, you must remember to deny it. You must never admit that we called you, understand?

The vice president nodded frantically.

The emperor's buttocks are also not sitting so stably.

It was as if ten thousand ants were gnawing on his noble buttocks under the seat.

That's not all.

Then came the magic cannonballer who pushed the 1-3 generation magic cannon onto the stage.

and throwing squares.

Charlie proudly introduced to Teacher Bai Qiangwei that these two phalanxes had a record of killing an army of 100,000 orcs.

The nobles who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop were dripping with cold sweat.

That's where they all sit.

Otherwise, it depends on the frequency of their trembling below the knees.

It is estimated that if you stand and watch the military parade, dozens of people will kneel down and sing Conquer to Charlie.

The grand finale hadn't even started yet, and the nobles from the empire who came to watch the militarized muscle show were already cursing madly in their hearts.

Oh, Your Majesty the Emperor. Charlie tilted his head and called out with a smile.

At this time, the old emperor no longer dared to treat Charlie coldly like before.

It is said that people grow old.

The old emperor was able to smile gently at Charlie without stuttering. The thickness of his skin is also a must.

Charlie said with a smile: In fact, there is another military 'performance', I hope His Majesty will allow it.

Now hearing the word 'performance', the emperor's heart, liver, spleen and lungs throbbed.

He forced a smile, What is it... Earl, if it's too much trouble, I don't think it's necessary...

Charlie immediately interrupted: No, no, no trouble, it's just a little thing, as long as His Majesty agrees.

The old emperor looked at the battle he had put up when he came here earlier.

As an emperor who had personally conquered by his own driving force, how could he fail to see that these carefully selected fighters had already been 'destroyed' by the aura of Utopia.

It's all like this, how bad can it be?

Seeing the old emperor nodded.

Charlie greeted the bronze dragon Mag with a smile.

She tossed a recording crystal to McGonagall.

Please, Meg.

Wearing a military uniform designed by Charlie, McGonagall saluted her, spread her wings, and soared into the sky.

Then, Charlie took out the map from his pocket and handed it to Frye.

Frye took it, checked that it was all right, and spread it out in front of the old emperor.

It was a map near the imperial capital, in which the hills closest to the imperial capital were circled.

People don't know why.

Charlie stood up, using the wind attribute to raise the voice arcane, and gave orders: Lock the target.

There was no sound at the scene.

To be precise, these phalanxes on the ground did not move at all.

But heaven...

emission!

Of these 'bumps' present, who has ever seen a million magic cannons unleashed?

Utopia closed the magic cannon directly below.

Only the magic cannon aimed at the Encarter Mountains next to the imperial capital on the west side was opened.

In the end, even so, the people in the VIP seats were almost scared out of their wits.

The Emperor of the Empire, almost, almost jumped off his stool.

Fortunately, Frye had quick eyesight and quick hands, and one hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Only then did the emperor of the empire jump up in fright in front of Charlie.

But the mentality of the nobles of the House of Lords in the seats behind them completely collapsed.

What a fart! ! !

Tired of living? !

Charlie didn't care much.

McGonagall flew down.

The recording crystal he brought up completely preserved the powerful 'knowing blow' just now.

Charlie also resented that the people present were not stimulated enough.

Played happily again while taking pictures of the crystal.

Seeing the Incarter Mountains being blasted to the ground, everyone's faces turned green, with a little white in the green.

Thinking of Charlie's words to describe this 'performance' just now, the Emperor of the Empire: ...

The nobles present were cursing and roaring in their hearts.

Not to Charlie.

It's about the group of aristocratic 'colleagues' who dare not come here today, but who are motivated by interests, want to build an utopia, and want to steal Charlie's property.

These nobles who were almost scared to pee at the scene wished they could slaughter those greedy pigs now.

Just to find a glimmer of possibility, to appease Utopia's anger.

Appease Lord Charles Violet's wrath.

Just kidding, fire a cannon now, and there will be no scum left between everyone and the imperial capital! !

Is it not good to live? !

Why die? !

The premise of wanting money is not to have to count those golden coins!

Charlie smiled lightly.

Showing ugliness, showing ugliness, a little bit of tricks, won't catch everyone's eyes.

Everyone present would kneel down to her.

We will go to Parliament tomorrow to propose a constitutional change!

Let you legally inherit the title!

So, can you go home? !

Ah! Speaking of which, everyone won't forget the giant dragon, right? Speaking of which, my mentor, Ms. Bai Qiangwei, is happy with another giant dragon.

Come out, Poison Emerald.

The voice fell.

A giant emerald green dragon flew out of the floating city.

It was a dragon that hadn't been reported in Goblin Weekly.

Beautiful scales.

Huge size.

And Charlie's half-joking, half-warning by force, How many dragons do we have, mentor?

The dracolich in Eris, the poisonous emerald, the silver holy guard...

McGonagall, this little guy, is not considered combat power yet.

Of course, there is also this 'little pet' on your shoulder. Think about it, you have five dragons!

The black dragon kept flicking its tail, opened one eye, and glanced at Bai Qiangwei.

Bai Qiangwei felt that 'ominous feeling' again.

While joking, Charlie felt a fiery gaze staring at him.

She followed that line of sight, only to see Fry turn his head hastily.

Seeing this scene, Bai Qiangwei lowered her voice and said, Do you really not need the mentor to help you?

Charlie: ...

Teacher, I think this is probably the main reason why Teacher Eris walked around when he saw you before turning into a lich!

The black dragon on the shoulder simply raised his head this time.

A pair of golden dragon eyes squinted, staring at Bai Qiangwei.

The familiar chill surged up, which made Bai Qiangwei shiver.

Oh! Teacher, look, the last phalanx is here.

That was the phalanx of necromancers.

Bai Qiangwei suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, but she still didn't forget to 'praise'.

Why is the necromancer at the end, Charlie?

Charlie smiled slightly, That's because, after a real fight, our necromantic system can infinitely resurrect units that died in battle.

You probably don't know, because we don't discriminate against necromancy.

Therefore, all participating units have signed the 'voluntary letter'.

Willing to be resurrected by the Necromancer after dying in battle.

Charlie seemed to think of something again, as if saying a wisecrack: Of course, we will unconditionally resurrect the enemy army. After all, the enemy army can fight for us after resurrection! We should not discriminate against them!

All Imperials and magicians present: MMP!

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