I am a wicked dragon, and you want me to fall into goodness?

Chapter 126 Linor Stops Making Talking Nonsense

Puse continued dealing with the mindless flies that were flitting about, flapping their wings as they swept across the low hill.

The Bloodbat Knights, fleeing blindly, plunged into the rocky hills, some hiding in the riverbed. In their panic, they lost their weapons without even realizing it.

He couldn't be bothered to use Dragon Blast; that was a killer move for dealing with legions, and using it to crush these ants would be a waste of energy.

Each time a fleeing figure was locked onto, Puse would swoop down and either kill it with its sharp dragon claws or grab the person and throw them down from the air.

Occasionally, a reckless knight would raise his sword to retaliate, but he would merely tilt his head slightly, causing the scales to deflect the blunt blade, and then unleash a burst of lightning-fast breath.

These fools' chaotic escape took more time than Abel's meticulous planning.

By the time the processing was completed and the deadline was approaching noon, it was already close to noon.

Without pausing, its massive body suddenly rose higher, its wings creating a powerful gust of air as it sped towards Starfall City.

The closer you get to the city, the clearer the cheers and shouts of people become in the air.

When Puse hovered in the clouds above Starfall City, he saw a scene of celebration throughout the city.

The main road was crowded with Starshine citizens, and the blue and white flags of the Starshine Kingdom were hung on the buildings facing the street.

In the middle of the street, Karen, clad in silver armor, slowly pulled on the reins, followed by three neatly arranged knightly orders.

The Red Fang Knights remained fierce, the Silver Leaf Knights maintained a disciplined formation, and the Moon Bow Knights stood tall and proud.

Every knight's face bore the glory of a great victory and exhaustion.

It was a political stunt.

Pu Se narrowed his vertical pupils, looking down at the orderly celebration below, and let out a barely audible sneer.

He watched as Karen Lema's posture was perfectly composed. He raised his hand and quelled the clamor of the crowd, his gesture perfectly measured.

The shouts from the crowd quickly changed from chaotic cheers to a unified chant of "Your Highness Karen".

The sound waves crashed against the city walls, echoing repeatedly, and even the wind carried this fervent energy.

The nobles seated on the city wall nodded frequently, and the people in the streets praised him, firmly cementing his prestige in their hearts.

Poseidon could already foresee that after this battle, Karen's heroic aura would be firmly attached to her, and might even surpass Cedric's.

Cedric was mild-mannered but lacked sharpness, yet he enjoyed great prestige.

The Starshine had just settled down and needed a stronger leader, a Lord with a strong will to lead this flock of lost sheep.

Karen's name will inevitably spread throughout Xinghui with the good news, and her reputation will soar to new heights.

When Puse's vertical pupils swept over the jubilant crowd, his gaze suddenly paused.

At the front of the crowd, Linor, dressed in a simple cloth dress, stood out awkwardly among the bustling figures.

People around cheered with red eyes, raised their arms and shouted, some even weeping with joy.

She kept her eyes downcast, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions within them, as if the deafening roar of the Knights' triumphant return had not touched her heart at all.

She stood there quietly, like a lone boat lost in a bustling torrent.

Despite being in the center of celebration, I was enveloped in an inescapable loneliness.

Before Karen could finish her thank-you speech, Linor turned slightly to the side and quietly retreated through the gaps in the crowd.

She moved very lightly, avoiding the children running and cheering, without disturbing anyone, and disappeared into the depths of the street in an instant.

This unusual silence was more noticeable to Puse than the frenzy that filled the street, so Puse quietly shrank his size and followed.

Linor turned into a narrow, dark alley, where mottled stone walls were covered with dark green moss, and old junk was piled at the base of the walls.

"Damn it—that guy is definitely in cahoots with the evil dragon—"

She stopped in her tracks, then, like a frustrated child, kicked the corner of the alleyway wall, her lips pressed tightly together, her emotions a jumble of emotions.

She should be relieved that the Blood Bat Knights were destroyed and rejoice with the people, but that joy was quickly overshadowed by heavy worries.

The image of Gabriella imprisoned lingered in his mind; perhaps she was now trapped in a cold, dark cell, never seeing the light of day.

Karen fought brilliantly in this battle, and her reputation has reached its peak.

With such power, even if Gabriella were to return in time, without the support of power, the backing of the people, and the ability to compete, she would be powerless.

A hint of undisguised melancholy flashed across her face, then she rallied again: "One day, I will rescue Princess Gabriella."

She had already planned this out.

Gabriella is now a prisoner, and most likely she will be imprisoned in the Emerald Palace.

She went to great lengths to inquire, and it was said that the Jade Palace was hiring maids.

Unfortunately, she wasn't very lucky; because she was taking care of Amy, she missed the last chance to apply for the job.

I don't know when I'll have another job interview. If I can get in, I'll definitely be able to use that opportunity to gradually uncover the truth of everything.

Her desire to save His Highness never faded, but she couldn't act rashly.

She still has someone she cares about; her adopted daughter Amy is her softest spot, the only thing she has to be careful about, despite all her courage.

If we act rashly and disregard everything, we will not only fail to rescue Gabriella, but we will also expose her weaknesses and end up losing everything.

Whether or not to help His Highness escape completely depends on the specific situation at that time, and also requires careful calculation of the escape route afterward.

Only after planning everything thoroughly can we take action.

"That blue dragon is utterly evil!"

She grew angrier as she spoke, her voice filled with indignation.

"Not only are they insidious and despicable, but they're also so domineering! Imprisoning Princess Gabriella in the palace... Waaah, my poor Princess Gabriella!"

"He imprisoned His Highness using such despicable means. Where is his morality? Where is his bottom line?"

"Shameless! No matter how powerful it is, even if it sends us a giant deer, it's still nothing more than a ruthless dragon!"

She raged freely, completely oblivious to the fact that the real culprit was still hiding in the alleyway. She felt all the pent-up anger in her chest was released, and even the melancholy in her eyes seemed to dissipate.

The zither music could be heard clearly from the corner.

At first, his dark gray vertical pupils narrowed slightly, but when he heard the scathing insults that pointed directly to "shameless" and "despicable," he not only did not feel hostile, but his whole body relaxed, and he almost let out a pleasant low whistle.

Puser felt that finally a human understood him. The insults were precise and straightforward, a hundred times more pleasing to the ear than Abel's hypocritical "benevolence"!

He was never a dragon who valued morality; cruelty and vanity were simply his nature.

Linor's scathing rebuke actually suited his temperament, and inexplicably soothed the frustration he had felt while chasing the fleeing soldiers.

He felt completely refreshed, having thoroughly enjoyed being scolded by the long-eared girl.

The wind in the alley suddenly stopped, and a faint but powerful pressure quietly spread out. Linor's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed sharply, and alarm bells rang in her heart.

She turned her head sharply and saw a figure slowly emerging from the shadows at the corner of the alley.

Although its dark blue form had shrunk, it still exuded an overwhelming aura of intimidation. Its vertical pupils were long and narrow, with a cold, deep light. It was none other than the blue dragon, Puse, whom she had just cursed.

"Oh, look what I found in the alley? A little mouse hiding there, cursing at me incessantly?"

"You seem to have a lot of opinions about me?"

Pousser's deep voice fell on Linor's ears like a thunderclap.

She froze, her sharp temper vanished, and she instinctively shrank back, pressing her back firmly against the mottled stone wall, forgetting even to breathe.

How much did this evil blue dragon hear?

Did you only hear a few sentences, or did you hear every single word from beginning to end?

Linor's mind went blank.

She stammered for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence, only vaguely mumbling, "I, I—"

The girl covered her head and crouched down, terrified that the sharp claws would pierce her body in the next second, and even more afraid that he would take his anger out on Amy.

Pu Se stepped forward slowly, his vertical pupils devoid of any hostility, but rather holding a hint of amusement.

She had just been cursing him so splendidly, but now, facing him, she was as timid as a mouse, cowering back fearfully, without even the courage to resist.

They wanted to kill him, to ruin his plans, but the disparity in strength was obvious.

The curses could only be expressed secretly in these dark alleys when no one was around.

This frustration of helplessness, this awkwardness of daring to be angry but not daring to speak out, is also what Pu Se wanted to see.

Those cowardly enemies could only hide in the stinking ditch, secretly cursing the great dragon.

He leaned down slightly, watching as Linor was so frightened she almost wet herself, and continued to create an atmosphere of oppression.

"Why did you stop cursing? That 'ruthless dragon' line you just uttered was quite satisfying!!"

Linor trembled like a withered leaf in the autumn wind, her head bowed, not daring to look up. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet she clearly admitted her mistake.

"I was wrong—Lord Dragon, it was my fault, sob sob sob, I'll never talk nonsense again."

As soon as she said this, she felt her cheeks burning, but faced with Puse's imposing pressure, she could only keep adding more words.

"It was Linor who was talking nonsense and making up stories about you. I shouldn't have called you despicable and shameless; it was all my impulsiveness that offended you!"

She abruptly raised her hand to cover her mouth, as if trying to sew up her offending lips: "I promise, I'll never do it again!"

"From now on, I will treat you with utmost respect and will never dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction!"

"Please, have mercy and don't hold a grudge against someone as insignificant as me. I will never dare to do it again—I really will never dare to do it again."

She was just venting her frustrations in the alley when she unexpectedly stumbled into Puse's clutches.

This vengeful dragon will surely teach her a lesson for those few harsh words.

Perhaps, like Princess Gabriella who was imprisoned, they would first imprison her, tear her skirts, and then force her to do things she didn't want to do.

Or perhaps a scorching breath would burn her to ashes, leaving not even bones behind.

Even worse, they might follow her to Amy, making all her concerns disappear completely.

Seeing her terrified state, Pu Se slightly raised his dragon claw, and a wisp of shimmering white light condensed at his fingertip and merged into her body.

"Really? Is that really the case?"

This is the [True Word Spell] that Puse learned while he was asleep. It requires no complicated incantations and is more domineering and invincible than the mage's [True Zone].

"I have cast a spell on you. From now on, you can only speak the truth."

"Listen carefully to my question. Am I, Puse, an evil dragon?"

He laughed cruelly and continued to add to the rules: "If the answer is yes, then you did it on purpose, and I'm really going to punish you properly."

"The answer is no. I am a merciful dragon, and I will forgive your offense."

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"Ah, I'm so kind."

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