The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

The Ion Stone above the boy's head became a bright but not dazzling light by the lake.

He tilted his head slightly, and only looked at the conjuration arcanist who was following behind him. The other party understood it, flashed a few times, and avoided it.

So the young Arcanist's gaze shifted to Charlie, and then to His Highness holding her hand tightly.

Now that I understand it, I don't have any scruples anymore, and I can open the skylight and speak honestly.

I didn't expect that you would really come.

In real history, of course, the prince of the dragon clan did not make such a trip just because of some genius of an arcanist.

After reading the letter from the goblins at that time, I really ignored it.

But I still remember it.

It's not that he is too concerned, but that Alphonse Constantine was born with some characteristics of a god, such as a photographic memory.

You want to kill Hildurin?

The red-robed boy looked directly at the dragon prince's eyes that were illuminated by the Ain Stone into orange gold, and nodded, Yes.

Do you know her relationship with me?

Your Highness and Princess Ludu both have the blood of the evil dragon god.

Alfonstantin raised his eyebrows slightly.

This answer reassured him. No wonder such a person dared to attack the goddess of magic.

It's just an extraordinary person who dares to hook the prince of the dragon clan to slaughter his sister with you. When you become a legend and lead the arcanists to rise all the way, it will be strange if you don't lay hands on the goddess of magic who is like a stumbling block.

Alfonstantin said directly: I will not help you deal with Hildulin.

The red-robed boy nodded.

He called the prince of the Dragon Clan to add an insurance for stability.

Otherwise, Tiamat would really show his face, and personally end up bullying him as a little arcanist, what should he do?

Bringing the crown prince of the Dragon Clan with him is a good idea.

Is it convenient for you to leave tomorrow, Your Highness?

Can.

Okay, gather at this place and start at eight o'clock. He said, and handed out a rolled parchment.

The proud young man seemed not used to talking to the equally proud Dragon Clan, so he hesitated for a moment before asking, Can you find it?

Charlie couldn't help but curled up his lips and smiled.

Alfonstantin saw it and asked for the parchment. Without saying a word, he rolled up his robe and led the people away, leaving only the young man in red who didn't know what happened to stand there in a daze.

Not long after, the great arcanist of the conjuration department teleported back to pick him up, and asked very solemnly: How did the talk go?

If His Highness is willing to come, it will be better than expected, and our future troubles will almost be eliminated.

The white beard nodded deeply, It's just that I didn't expect that His Highness would really...

He's not completely detached, or the elves would be dead by now.

The great arcanist of the conjuration department showed a clear expression, and opened the magic portal for the young man in red robe. The two disappeared in the halo of the portal, one behind the other.

...

For normal people, they have to sleep to wait until the next morning.

But for His Royal Highness who just carried the time dragon to forcefully 'charge', the jump in time couldn't be easier.

Charlie watched as the dragon prince took out the parchment, the paper stretched and folded by itself, and finally became a little paper dragon, flying in front of them and leading the way.

Charlie was very curious about such unheard of magic.

But the spellcasting of the dragon clan is divided into the ranks of unique warlocks, which can be said to be a different system from magicians and arcanists.

If you want to learn, you can, first become the most devout believer of the Dragon God, and then wait for the gift of the Dragon God to transform into a Dragonborn!

If you don't want to become a monster that is half dragon but not dragon, then you have no other way but to stare and envy.

Charlie knew that he had no hope of learning, so he could only look away and brought up another worry of his own.

Is the source of time enough? If we jump in this little time, won't there be no way to go back?

Regarding this, His Highness was not worried at all, but said indifferently: Here, there are also Guanglong's.

Charlie: ...

I don't know why, but I think that ugly and cute time dragon is really miserable.

The flying parchment dragon brought them all the way to the continent of Moshido.

And the continent where Green City is located is in the north of this continent.

Originally, that continent was called Lando Continent, but because of a green dragon, it has now been renamed 'Green City'.

Taking Dalu as the capital and enslaving thousands of peoples, it can be seen how huge Hildulin's ambitions are.

Green Capital is the closest to Moxido Continent, but the problem is that Moxido Continent, like Lando Continent before, does not have a unified dynasty on it.

There are countless intelligent races inhabiting here, all of which exist in the form of tribes. Therefore, there has never been a united front against Green City. Alphonstein explained.

Charlie nodded. She seemed to have gotten used to the fact that she was being held by big, icy hands, and turned her attention to this rare time travel.

It's understandable. It is estimated that before the problem of Green City was formed, the tribes here were all messed up. Even if Green City appeared, they knew it was a threat, but no one would hand over their backs to their former enemies.

Well, that's it. His Highness said softly.

They walked all the way into a tribe of flower spirits on the mainland of Moxido.

The intelligent creatures of the neutral camp like the flower spirits are cute and good-looking. Except for the war lizards and dragon descendants who feed on them, other intelligent races are very friendly to the flower spirits.

In a humid forest full of towering ancient trees, huge flower buds hang down from the crown of the big tree.

Those are the flower nests built by flowers.

Charlie has been fascinated by the scene in front of him like a fairy tale picture.

And the parchment dragon leading the way flew to one of the huge flower buds here, and after circling around, it turned back into a crumpled parchment.

Alfonstantin led Charlie along.

The people in the flower nest seemed to feel it, and pushed the door out at the same time.

The slightly disheveled young man in red robe slightly raised his head to look at the small door of the flower house that was blocked by him having to bow his head to get in and out. He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and called out everyone in the house.

Charlie originally thought that such a big flower bud house is like a human tent, and that one or two people is the limit.

Unexpectedly, just like pulling out potatoes, in the blink of an eye, dozens of people walked out of it one after another.

Charlie: ...

But she also wanted to understand that there was a space magic technique applied in it.

The people who came out organized by the red-robed arcanists were of all races, and because of Utopia, Charlie could recognize them all with the Encyclopedia of Wisdom Races.

There are seven arcanists here, all of them are in red robes, their strength is extraordinary, and they are very young.

But these people are all headed by Louis.

Looking at the ages of these people, Charlie knew that they were very talented arcanists, but they had already been convinced by Louis.

Then there are those of other races. Among them, the one that caught Charlie's attention the most was a cloaked man exuding a holy aura.

There is another one that is even more amazing, with a pair of extremely white and sacred wings growing from the back.

Angel!

This wasn't his quarter-blood secretary.

The little wings on the back of Baoli are as miniature as Cupid's bunch of babies.

And this one looks like a pure blood angel!

Great, do you have such a wide network? Senior Louis?