The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

Old Tom was suddenly named by strange nobles, and he was a little confused. He didn't know where these nobles came from.

A quick-witted young man beside him had been warned by the knights earlier, so he pulled old Tom.

The way the young man muttered to the old man caught the eyes of the round-faced nobleman. It was the first time he had seen commoners dare to treat them so contemptuously.

Sure enough, it is a troublemaker coming out of poor mountains and bad waters!

This is an offense to their nobles and must be severely punished!

Bella Village is too closed, and these villagers have been with Charlie, who basically has no airs, for a long time, and for a while they regarded the nobles as a good-tempered Charlie.

The aristocratic young man with a round face wandered around like a headless fly, and finally his eyes lit up, and he snatched the short whip from the hands of the knights.

He swung his horsewhip and rushed towards Old Tom with a ferocious look.

Charlie couldn't stand it anymore, and chased after him from the side.

It's fine if you come to her territory, but you still want to beat her? !

Who are you bullying?

Well, she couldn't beat this tall and burly aristocrat with a round face, but she could easily do it by finding the bend of her knee and kicking him down from behind.

Seeing that one of the legs of the 1.8 meter hunk was weak, he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

Charlie pulled his foot back, moving like a graceful cat.

Hey, you are in my territory, do you want to respect me as the master a little bit, huh? She straightened her uncluttered cuffs and said.

The face of the round-faced aristocrat who just got up turned purple with embarrassment.

How dare the weak chicken who used to shiver and hide when he saw people, the crying and useless Charlie, dare to humiliate him like this now? !

The round-faced nobleman got up in a little embarrassment. When he thought that the third prince was looking at him, and the noble lady who was traveling with him was also looking at him, his mentality exploded in an instant.

Duel! I want to fight you!

Charlie glanced at the jeweled sword hanging on the waist of this idiot, and then thought about his 6-line arcane magic and his second-level spellcaster level.

She doesn't need to say big things, this level is definitely not as good as her arcane instructors, but her peers...

Sorry, she can probably hit ten now!

Frye wanted to stop this, but obviously, a small group that had already 'planned' had been paying attention to him.

The two aristocratic males guarding him shot almost simultaneously and pressed Frye's shoulders.

Frye, Corian didn't do it first, you have to be reasonable. One of them said to him in a low voice.

In Frye's moment of hesitation, Charlie had agreed.

Originally, I just wanted to throw a missile at random and knock people into the air, but what happened, these young masters have so many tricks to kill people that it is hard to guard against.

Okay, okay! Why don't we sign another life-and-death contract? Save me from beating you to the point of breaking your arms and legs, and you ran to cry with Fry again!

Eris narrowed his eyes slightly, but was pulled back by Charlie.

Anyway, the prince of the empire is also here. If they become skeleton soldiers playing with mud together, the royal family of the Holy Platinum Empire will definitely go crazy, right?

But Charlie also heaved a sigh of relief, but with a smile on his face.

Why?

If you want to trick people, dig a hole for them to jump, if you don't pretend to be a little bit, will they jump?

The one who meowed, and the bully who came to the door and only wanted to be rubbed on the ground?

Sign! Those who don't sign are the tortoise's grandchildren!

Although it is a bit weird to say this in a different world language, everyone can tell that it is definitely a curse.

Corian, with his round face, smiled ferociously.

It has to be said that the aristocrats prepared a complete set of things for their trip. Just after speaking, someone brought white paper and a quill with ink on it.

The two parties signed their names on the improvised life and death contract.

The contract is notarized by a neutral deity and takes effect immediately.

Frye, who had been suppressed all the time, was so angry that he couldn't speak.

He vigorously shook off the hands of the two nobles who were holding him, walked up to the bear-like noble and said something, but obviously, the effect was not good.

The round-faced, stocky guy looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

He was just rushing to maim this little trash.

His Highness the Third Highness frowned slightly, but Charlie, who squinted his eyes and looked at the fake smile, did not stand up to stop him.

A noble lady holding a lace folding fan stood up and took the initiative to act as the referee.

With an order, the giant bear-like guy raised his head to the sky and roared, Ah!.

He seemed to find it imposing.

However, if his opponent is a mage who needs magic chanting, then it's no problem to do so. He rushed out after shouting, and the opposite party probably didn't finish chanting.

But does an Arcanist need to chant?

Just to use the new arcane that Eris taught me yesterday!

Arouse the High Necromancer.

In an instant, the black inert ioun stone emitted an inert black light just like its nature.

This is equivalent to drawing cards from the previous world.

There are boss-level undead in the plane of the dead, and of course there are also weak chickens. The characteristic of this summoning technique is that what is summoned depends on the face.

Charlie is not afraid of failure, after all, she has done more times, and she will try again after failure.

A lich wearing a torn mage's robe appeared next to Charlie.

From the torn rag-like mage's robe, it can be vaguely seen that this is probably a red robe.

Charlie is very satisfied, the 'number lottery' is successful!

The lich returned to the world of the living, sensed the summoner's thoughts, and without hesitation raised his broken staff and launched a magic missile at a certain round-faced nobleman who charged.

The most important thing for casters to fight with others is to keep a distance from melee occupations.

Magic Missile is the spell with the best knock-up effect, and it is the 'starter' of most spellcasters.

Sure enough, the magic missile flew out, and a certain bear-type man who started running after 'opening his voice' was directly knocked ten meters away.

Well, this force is much lighter than the force that the mentor Melami used to smash the castle gate into slag.

At least, this guy didn't crumble to pieces.

The dragons fought, and the loss of the castle was always an untouchable pain in Charlie's heart.

Is that the house that was demolished?

That's money!

It's all her little money!

Thinking of it makes me so sad that I can't breathe!

Who says female hormones can't be irritable?

When the money is gone, who wants to be a quiet and beautiful girl? !

Beat him to death! Charlie turned his grief into anger, and ordered the round-faced man who had fallen blood mold in the Lich Hammer Arena.

Fireball!

The rotting staff swung, and fiery balls of fire shot out.

Originally full of confidence, Corian, who thought that resisting the only fire attack from an Arcanist would be able to abuse food, was immediately stunned.

Can anyone explain to him why a rookie arcanist can summon such a high-level dead person? ?

The fast and precise spiral flame bomb emitted extremely high heat energy, and directly hit the tall nobleman.

The seemingly flashy adventure protective clothing played its role at this time.

It offset the damage of the fireball technique, but it couldn't offset the impact like a cannonball hitting his chest, and Corian was directly knocked down to the ground.

Is an enemy lying on the ground still an enemy?

No, that's the target.

The people watching the battle were stunned, but Corian, the bear man lying on the ground, was even more stunned, because soon he ushered in the worst duel in his life, the two-shot fireball technique.

This development is not quite what everyone expected...

At this moment, Corian, who had eaten four arcane spells in succession, was useless wearing anything.

As soon as he had matured, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black smoke that was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

What about the agreed junior arcanist who can only make one fireball a day? !

Did the Arcanist lie to the world, or did the world lie to him?

Is it fair for a rookie arcanist to summon an intermediate magician dead with infinite fireball? !

Only the third prince, George, who was born in the royal family and received a very strict education, was able to maintain a little bit of demeanor.

His blue eyes were shining again and again, but he felt a little regretful at this moment.

If he knew that Charlie was so powerful, he wouldn't indulge Corian's provocation.

It is definitely much more difficult to throw an olive branch to recruit Charlie now.

Still, the act of relief from viewers was premature.

Is there any pleasure in trampling an enemy by someone else's hand?

cannot?

Lich is still rubbing fireballs.

Corian, who was rolling all over the ground, was dying.

It stands to reason that Corey will be hanging on his breath soon, and any conscientious referee should stop.

But why did the aristocratic ladies with fan holding a little cold sweat on their foreheads not stop?

Of course, it was because they wanted to trick Charlie before, but the result was 'the car overturned too fast', and they were caught off guard, and they covered themselves inside.

That contract that Charlie signed had a catch.

It is stipulated that if one party is seriously injured in the game, both parties must agree to leave the field.

That's the fun, Corinne wants to stop crying now, but is Charlie willing?

After he figured it out, Charlie began to search around, and finally picked up the short leather whip that Corian had cut off from the knight on the ground.

Hehe! You guys are the only ones who know how to play tricks, huh? I saw the young master smoked you today!

Frye: ...

What happened to his friends? !

Corian screamed like a pig being killed, and all the nobles present, regardless of gender, turned their heads away, unable to bear to look directly at him.

Only Eris, with a strange face.

Charlie couldn't stop until he took Corin's remaining breath until it was only half a breath.

He said 'viciously' to the two nobles who came up to carry them with ashen faces, don't provoke me in my territory if you don't want to die.

Thank you for yesterday's recommendation ticket, and begging for today's recommendation ticket,

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