The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

The Goblin Daily published a temporary supplementary issue, and publicized a wave of military parades in the imperial capital of Utopia.

This kind of novelty, obviously all-pervasive goblin will not miss it.

But with the addition of publication on Tuesday, this operation is powerful.

There is no difference between adding once and adding countless times.

The goblins, who are full of business, have already thought of the possibility of turning the weekly magazine into Goblin Daily.

The major races in the world don't know yet, and these little green skins don't hold back their good ideas.

Their focus is all on the content of the supplement.

It is Utopia again!

Whenever these three words are involved, there is nothing but a stormy wave.

parade?

Never heard of it!

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Sales records are refreshed again.

The goblins looked at the newly calculated data, collectively laughing silly, and some even blew out snot lanterns, looking silly and cute.

With the increase in newspaper sales, there is also the prestige of Utopia.

For things that are not related to themselves, most intelligent creatures just watch the fun, and update the status of Utopia in their minds by the way.

Of course, not everyone is happy with the success.

For example, the headquarters of the Wizards Association...

The goblin series of publications are definitely capable of ranking among the top ten most hated by magicians.

Even have the ability to compete with Arcanists for the top spot.

The newspapers were sent to the wizard's headquarters.

An emergency gathering of all members as if facing a big enemy.

First, in front of the statue of the goddess of magic, everyone collectively murmured about the improved enhanced version of the heart-boosting potion.

Then I dared to dig out the Goblin Extra Magazine tremblingly.

The species they hate the most report the professionals they hate the most.

The taste should be as sour and refreshing as it is.

Soon after, there were roars and roars from the entire Magicians Guild.

Waking up early in the morning, Charlie was also busy.

Known as the World's Strongest Spy, the half-blooded shapeshifter Cohen was clutching his worn-out fur hat with both hands, and was reporting the content of the meeting of the Imperial Council to Miss Charlie Violet, the supreme ruler of Utopia.

Charlie had only mentioned it casually before.

It seems to be an occasional complaint, complaining that if they can grasp the content of the Imperial Conference, they can save a lot of trouble here.

Who knew that the newly established Household Registration Office by the city hall officials really picked up such a genius from the defectors of Utopia.

For Charlie this morning, it was as if the magic lamp suddenly granted her joke as a wish.

But this extremely complicated mood disappeared after she opened the meeting minutes of the palace.

in conclusion.

After watching the military parade, the old emperor returned to the palace.

Hold a meeting with his henchmen.

The eldest prince and the second prince listened.

Well, very good, from this point of view, the third prince has basically struck out early.

It can be considered that after the new emperor ascends the throne, he can find a place of good geomantic omen to retire to.

No wonder, last night he rushed to the dance party to show his hospitality. Is this a broken pot, or is it a last-ditch attempt to take advantage of Utopia?

In the subsequent minutes of the meeting, 20% of the composition is the vicious curse of Charlie by the cabinet ministers, and the inexplicable attacks on issues related to the gender rights of men and women.

20% of bad ideas, such as the finance minister's proposal to exempt utopia from taxes for three years, but the empire will not change the constitution and will not recognize the legitimacy of Charlie Violet's right to inherit.

But I won't criticize her for it anymore.

Charlie felt that what he was looking at was not the minutes of the meeting, but the Quotations of a Madman sent by the attending psychiatrist.

It was as if a group of fools came to rob her with their bare hands, and in a blink of an eye, she knocked them all down with a level 8 arcane spell.

But these people patted the dirt on their bodies, stood up and said: We can consider letting you go and not haggling with you, but Utopia will have to pay taxes in three years.

Charlie laughed angrily.

Why is she making such a fuss?

It's not even a tax issue!

To be precise, she was taking advantage of the situation to take advantage of the astronomical tax amount set by the empire for Utopia.

Looking further down, the content of the rest of the meeting, the six cabinet ministers attacked and ridiculed each other accounted for 30% of the space.

Apart from flattering the old emperor flatteringly, the two princes were stumbling each other.

This can account for another 15%.

Finally, the final result came out.

The old emperor was probably pissed off by these bastards, and in the end he couldn't listen anymore, so he decided to amend the constitution.

Seeing this, Charlie also felt triumphant.

But who knows that the cabinet ministers are making trouble again.

There are also articles that can be done to change the constitution.

Should it be changed to a constitution that only applies to Utopia, or should it really liberalize women's legal inheritance rights?

After hearing this sentence, the eyes of the two princes turned green.

This is the comments made by the shapeshifter named Cohen in Utopia.

Thinking about it, the three princes are almost out of their minds when they inherit the throne.

The old emperor also gave birth to several princesses.

This is going to amend the constitution...

oh~

Will the map of the empire be broken like a jigsaw puzzle next month?

Charlie restrained his gloating smile, So, what is the empire doing now?

Um, it's still in the meeting... Cohen said honestly, holding on to the brim of his fur hat.

Charlie: ...

It's not an option to let them keep driving like this.

Well, notify the central control room.

Starting today, fire the magic cannon on the mountain of the floating city every day.

Do not cause casualties, try to choose unmanned wilderness.

The empire needs some external 'pressure', and we, Utopia, are happy to help them, hehe~

Then, Charlie appointed Cohen as the chief of the military intelligence department of Ideal Township, and asked him to be responsible for recruiting talented military personnel.

I don't know how wicked the dwarf in charge of the central control room is.

I chose to fire the 'Super Magic Cannon' when most people in the imperial capital were having lunch.

The scene of tens of thousands of artillery fires scared the empire into a frenzy.

And Ideal Township has completely turned into a large mobile military fortress.

Every 10 minutes, there will be a group of elite dragon descendants flying around the floating city to patrol.

Each combat unit maintains very high mobility and vigilance.

Charlie stood at the White Castle, looking in the direction of the Platinum Palace.

There is a black dragon pretending to sleep on her shoulder.

Why……

Why are you sighing?

Antanaron, who never left, asked curiously.

In this confrontation with the empire, Utopia almost won without a fight.

As the biggest winner, Charlie has gained both fame and fortune.

But why doesn't she look happy?

A reason to sigh?

Probably because I saw the meeting minutes sent back by Mr. Cohen.

This human empire is really decayed.

Even though they keep saying that they believe in the Platinum Dragon God, the behavior of the nobles probably has deviated from the teachings of the Dragon God camp, right?

During the conversation, Charlie happened to see a group of dragonborn elite guards 'escorting' an imperial knight in golden armor into White Castle.

Fry? Charlie frowned slightly.

This is really easy for the empire.

It is clear that he is bullying honest people.

Obviously, the purpose of the empire to throw the 'Fry card' over was because of the cannon fired by Utopia at noon.

When it comes to business, Frye is serious.

First, on behalf of the empire, he read a reproach that was not harsh.

Charlie couldn't hold back halfway through the teasing, and let out a muffled laugh.

Saying it is a reproach, it is better to change the name to a pleading.

'We have a weak heart, and the civilians in the city are timid, please don't shoot people when you have nothing to do. '

Translate, it probably means the above.

Okay, Frye, put it away, let's talk. Charlie took the lead in sitting on the sofa, and beckoned to Frye.

In view of Frye's force value, and his identity.

Charlie's guards had the cheek to stay.

Otherwise, the empire would show its shamelessness, and let this knight assassinate, how can they deal with it?

Frye remembered the mercenary squad from Scarface.

It's just that he didn't expect that when they met this time, he would stand on the opposite side of them.

What are you going to do? Frye looked at Charlie who had changed back into men's clothes.

To be honest, although Charlie's exposed face was still as beautiful as ever, he was a little disappointed in his heart.

On the way here, I dreamed in my heart that I could see Charlie who was as noble and elegant as his mother.

but……

Charlie smiled: Of course I don't take that funny 'condemnation letter' to heart. If they don't amend the constitution for me, I will bombard me every day.

Frye: ...

The cabinet has basically decided to change the constitution. This matter should have gone through a process in the House of Lords.

However, things have changed.

Some nobles... their situation is somewhat similar to yours.

There are no male heirs in the next generation of direct descendants.

According to imperial regulations, their family must adopt a male heir from distant relatives.

Charlie listened patiently and leaned over to push a cup of tea towards Frye.

So, now these people have joined forces and want to completely change the constitution. Let their daughters have inheritance rights.

Meet the obstruction of the princes? Charlie asked with a half smile.

Frye was surprised, and then laughed to himself.

Yesterday his father also said that he could support Utopia, but the prerequisite was that Charlie would become his wife, the daughter-in-law of the Dow Jones family.

But today, Charlie has news about what happened at the noon meeting.

That's why he had an argument with his father last night.

The aristocracy of the empire is too far removed from reality.

Moreover, Frye didn't want the relationship between him and Charlie to be tainted with interests and become less pure.

Maybe I can hold a tea party in White Castle, entertain the daughters of those families, and teach them a lesson...

She muttered something.

Heilong raised his head when he heard the word class.

It feels like this 'crop field' of his old man is about to end.

Class? Fry asked curiously.

It's nothing, are you curious? If you are curious, you can come and listen together.

Frye shook his head.

The old emperor became more and more inseparable from people, and he also carried the emperor's secret will this time, otherwise he would not have left the imperial court.

However, out of selfishness, Frye wanted to say a few more words to Charlie before he brought them out, otherwise he would have to return to the palace after the secret order was announced.

But, obviously, Charlie is no longer the playmate next door who always ran to the back garden of his house and hid and cried secretly.

Their conversation was interrupted just as it started.

The half-elf clerk knocked on the door and entered.

As usual, Charlie admired today's elf beauty.

Then the very helpless secretary-general began to report.

For some reason, Frye suddenly felt that looking at this half-elf was particularly unpleasant.

Your Excellency, there is a group of weird adventurers below Ideal Township asking to see you.

Weird? Why is it weird? Charlie was a little curious.

If it was an ordinary small role, Nao would not interrupt the conversation on her side rashly.

An old man, he looks like an ordinary old man, but he brought seven guards in golden armor, and those guards made Marshal Theon feel like an enemy.

This combination sounds familiar!

After hearing the words, the black dragon immediately turned his head to look at Antanalon who was bowing his head in silence.

Before Charlie could speak, the black dragon had already rushed out with its wings flapping.

I'll go and see... Charlie got up to leave.

The result was stopped by Frye.

I still have a letter from His Majesty here.

Hearing this, Charlie had no choice but to re-seat, Mr. Antanaron, please excuse me.

The silver dragon looked at Frye with deep meaning, but in the end he chose to chase after the black dragon.

The situation on the other side worried him even more.

Frye took out a letter from the Emperor of the Empire.

Charlie scanned quickly.

To briefly summarize, it is probably that the emperor gave him and her a confession here.

Indicates that a 'special order' can be issued.

Make up a reason to make Charlie's inheritance legal.

But that's all.

On the side of the empire, the constitution will not be changed.

Charles, on the other hand, cannot hold a seat in the House of Lords.

Without special edicts, Utopia is not allowed to appear over other territories of the empire, especially the imperial capital.

The Emperor of the Empire offered a price, and Charlie started to bargain.

Okay, no problem. You reply to Your Majesty, and I agree with what is said here. Charlie handed over the emperor's letter to Secretary-General Nao behind him.

Take it to the city hall. After discussing the matter later, the city hall will conclude a report for me.

Ah, my black dragon cub ran out, I want to follow to see, and drop you off?

Fry finished the cup of tea in front of him, and got up slowly.

good.

The two walked out side by side.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Fry still asked the question: Who was that man who danced with you at the ball yesterday?

Charlie: ...

White lie, or tell the truth?

After thinking about it, it seems that no one told her to keep a certain Highness's whereabouts a secret, right?

Do you know that Dragon God and Evil Dragon God have a son?

After walking in front of His Majesty, Frye also heard a lot of secret things on the mainland.

And one of them happens to be the secret of the dragon prince.

His eyes widened and he froze in place.

...

When Antanaron chased him out, as expected...

The scene was chaotic.

Heilong was beating his old man in a frenzy.

The old father, who was obviously caught off guard, was pushed to the ground by his own son and rubbed wildly before he entered the door.

The seven golden dragon human incarnations of the Guardian Dragon God formed a circle, not interfering, let alone watching...

Because obviously, their Majesty enjoyed it.

Being beaten is also a kind of father-son interaction!

It's better than having your son ignore him for thousands of years!

Seeing that the silver hair on the old man's head was about to be ripped off, Antanaron yelled out of conscience, Miss Charlie!

The screen freezes instantly.

The black dragon, who had been beating the old and unrepaired, gracefully let go of the hair pulled by its claws, flapped its wings and left the fallen old man.

Antanaron: ...

Sure enough, this is still remembering the last time Miss Charlie said that she wanted to be his 'mother'...

They gathered in a circle just now to watch the projection of their majesty. The golden dragon who was beaten up by his highness hurriedly helped him up, and his majesty who was beaten up by his own son.

The old man stood up and dusted off the dirt on his body, and looked at Yinlong full of doubts:

Although I am very relieved, Alphonse Constantine finally started to interact with me, the dragon father.

But I still want to know, when did I seduce his Dragon Palace Chief Steward?

And, who is his chief manager of the Dragon Palace?

Antanaron: ...

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