Chapter 41

After that morning, Lielie learned that Xiaoman was going to participate in the competition and happily took her to compete.

Just as Bernardus commented, Xiaoman actually knew it well - in terms of combat, her qualifications were actually average, and she had not received any systematic training. When she was active in the mountains and forests in the past, she only relied on instinct, physical strength, reaction speed and other comprehensive conditions to ensure her safety. It can be said that she has no idea how to deal with her peers, and she is still far from reaching the threshold of her talent.

With Xiaoman's current level, he doesn't even need the Dragon King's guidance. Lielie is enough.

Although the latter is only in her teens, she has been trained by the elders in the lion group who have passed down experience from generation to generation. Her qualities and vision as a warrior are absolutely qualified.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that elite tribesmen like Lielie would still be the tribe leader's most capable right-hand man even if they didn't inherit the tribe leader's position, they wouldn't have taken the military positions of the royal family or the temple seriously. Otherwise, given her age and talent, no matter which faction she joined, her superiors would have immediately given her a position above squad leader if they had a bit of foresight. Of course, the amount of golden blood is the decisive factor in a head-on conflict, and a strong enough backbone is also indispensable.

Anyway, it was no problem to hand it over to Lielie at this stage, so Bernaludus was happy and relaxed, and simply left the protagonist to fish. As long as the money was increased enough and it was easy, buying the opponent's intelligence would not take much effort.

The rest of the time...it's true that the Dragon King actually has no tribe members capable of managing the country, and it will be drawn into the comics sooner or later.

He claimed to Xiaoman that he was busy with work, and he often threw the information he got and the notes with countermeasures inside them in front of their window. In fact, he had nothing to do and nowhere to go back to.

He likes to dine on the streets amidst the smoke of fireworks, but he doesn't actually indulge in any pleasure.

Now that his tribesmen and friends are no longer around him, the young dragon, who seems proud but has pure love and hate, actually has no place to call home.

——Same as Xiaoman.

He strolled along the bustling street, passed by a girl selling flowers and carriages and horses returning home in the sunset, and watched from afar as the children playing under the trees were taken back by their families, leaving behind the mud leaves that slowly cracked, and cicadas that dug through the dew-soaked soil and climbed up to the roots of the trees, shaking their new, translucent wings.

"Fortunately, it's not boring. I've never wandered around outside before, so it's quite interesting." Yuan Qian expressed his gratitude to the adjutant for his rare concern, but he did not think it was difficult to wander alone in accordance with his character.

In fact, who hasn't had such a moment in life? When I was young, I watched my friends go home with the adults one after another, while I had to wait a little longer alone because of something. Books, toys and things that could attract my attention in every corner suddenly lost their wholehearted interest. I could only watch the familiar place become unusual due to the unfamiliar emptiness and silence, and watch the sky slowly darken.

As a proud and arrogant dragon, he can be just like a child in some aspects. It's okay to act like a child! Yuan Qian thought, reaching out to touch a rusty flat piece of metal hanging under the eaves somewhere, trying to identify whether it was a horse or a rooster.

Actually, being a dragon is pretty good, because there are no other tribesmen, and the final right of interpretation belongs to him. As long as it does not conflict with the existing settings in the comics, he can say whatever he wants, which is more free than when he was a spellcaster. ——That being said, there are some details that he is still thinking about, and he, who used to be a pure reader, is really not good at telling a story as soon as he opens his mouth.

And with the help of the forum, he has not been as immersed in his emotions and affected by them as the adjutant who is afraid of boredom has worried about him.

Thank you forum! Fresh popularity is the best. Yuan Qian continued to stroll alone in the park with the Dragon King's shell, like a child with no one to pick him up, while browsing the forum in a peaceful mood.

Since the three comic book covers with modern settings have already given a lot of interesting relationship details, readers have not missed this aspect and have already shown their skills.

The post he was looking at now was a picture in which the artist combined the contents of the two cover pages of the piano classroom and the orchestra, and then drew the encounter between a music teacher who tried to educate students with classical music and a rebellious and wealthy drummer who attracted many children to him.

The Q-version character in the second creation smiles more brilliantly than the Dragon King himself. His blond hair is drawn curly and the color is brilliant, almost like orange juice. His sharp canine teeth are simplified into small white triangles. He is both cute and mean: [I didn’t invite them to join the band, why are they looking for me for revenge? ]

The Q-version Lazarus, who looked a little unhappy, held her in his arms, blinking: [They are not yet adults, and they cannot be guaranteed to be safe if they stay out all night.]

【Why don't you come to the show as well? 】

【……】

The cute Q-version man unconsciously put his gloved right hand behind his back, looked in another direction, and answered with a flat smile, pretending to be indifferent:

[No. It's too noisy.]

Ah. Is it allowed to use a very tender-looking hair knife? Yuan Qian looked at the cute version of Lazarus whose dark red hair color was made cute and looked like a fresh strawberry, and silently collected the post.

Don't be fooled by its cuteness, it seems to be more effective in earning affection points by handing out knives than by doing it himself! This year's readers are so talented...

He didn't have the heart to read the reply below, so he switched to another one and confirmed from the title and thumbnail that it was a screen-licking post before clicking on it.

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-5L-: I really like this [Screenshot of the cover page of episode 13.jpg]. Suddenly I understand why otakus find the beautiful girl who is a top student cute.

-6L-: Me too! After the little fox died, most of the ones born were gentle knives and healing. I almost forgot that people are not pure angels after seeing so many of them.

-7L-: Whose gentle little angel is it that suppresses cannon fodder and tortures them to extract confessions, prepares to fish for law enforcement and robs the thieves, and when the opportunity arises, declares revenge and kills enemy number one cleanly and neatly, and then goes to assassinate enemy number two in a leisurely manner... It's very scary.

-8L-: Holy shit, what on earth is this little fox doing with this look, so ferocious, no wonder it fits him so well in this outfit!!!

-9L-: He was only really gentle to the wolf cub (tea). For the rest, I just like the fox's instinct to be nice. Golden Blood seems to be a big tough guy trait. Foxes are cute but they are also carnivores.

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Because of the special status and the number one friend status of the protagonist who occasionally uses the cover page to show his presence, discussions about Su Mei have always been common, and it has not been long since then. However, as someone said in a reply, the number of posts analyzing the actions and personality of the fox boy beneath his appearance is relatively small compared to the total number.

Yuan Qian therefore had a rare opportunity to reflect on the past. On the one hand, he was eager to earn emotional points, but it was also true that he did not have a deep feeling for the comic world at that time.

He would respect Xiaoman, with whom he spends every day, as a real person, but as for the others, he would not care about them at all and could only summarize them as part of the "story".

Of course, it seems now that this kind of differential treatment is not entirely a bad thing. On the contrary, it seems to be more popular than being able to be perfect and treat everyone equally.

[The fact is, preference is a topic that humans always like.] The adjutant concluded, [Because everyone wants to be someone's 'unique', it is a very real instinctive desire...]

"What about you?" Yuan Qian asked tentatively.

[I will work hard for it. But if I can't get it, forget it. Ah, anyway, I really want to be poked in the face and stared at by a little sister, but the world is so sad and cold, there is nothing I can do. Separation is inevitable and the time to endure loneliness will eventually come. This is a very bad fact and I can only accept it. But I miss you so much, Dana-chan...]

The adjutant was serious for only a few seconds before he started mumbling something strange at a high speed and low volume.

Only then did Yuan Qian feel that it was not a good idea to persuade this guy to create a character for fun. After all, the problem of Xingshen seemed to be very serious. Did he really want to bring in another demon king to add negative spiritual pollution to the comic world?

Thinking of this, Yuan Qian calculated the time and felt that the play was almost over. There was definitely enough material for the comic, so he went back to look for the protagonist.

The rules of the competition held in Flora City are very complicated, and are divided into several competition systems according to the situation, but this has nothing to do with the main storyline. Yuan Qian only needs to ensure that Xiaoman wins and at least gets into the top six who are eligible to be awarded by the city lord.

And Xiaoman is indeed winning. The disabled are closer to ordinary humans in all aspects. They don’t have strong physical qualities, but they still have the protagonist’s unique understanding and talent, as well as——

magic.

Even though she had only studied for two months, with her affinity for foreign elements and the one-on-one teaching from the world's top teachers, as long as there was no conflict with the Mithril City, Xiaoman's spells were enough to cope with competitions limited to the mortal level, and to make up for her shortcomings in physical fitness and defense, allowing her to win in a seemingly thrilling but actually certain victory.

Bernaludos's return happened to coincide with another victory.

This relatively calm protagonist who knows how to consider the overall situation, although she does not intend to reveal all her cards at this stage, but she also does not intend to hold back until her death. Whenever her physical strength is consumed to the limit she has calculated, a magical halo will light up on the scene.

Silent casting, external system, so young.

The audience went crazy for the strength she displayed, just like they went crazy for every athlete who brought them surprises and expectations, but Xiaoman remained calm the whole time.

Previously, the contestant "Pan" has revealed the most aggressive and unexpected darkness, as well as the most eye-catching fire.

Until now, there were only two digits left in the ranking ahead of her in this event. Just when she knocked away the rhino opponent, there was a flash of lightning on the stage that was being watched by thousands of people.

Rarely, after this victory, the silent "Pan" actually spoke.

There was dust on the corners of her clothes and she looked a little tired, but even though she was speaking to the stands that were higher than her, her calm posture gave off a sense of equality and even condescension.

The arc of purple-white light gathered from a hair-thin diameter to a dazzling scale, flowing in her raised palm. It was lightning that was difficult to use even for Mithril Blood, and for most people it was almost only a legend.

Even though it did not display any astonishing momentum, as an element dancing in the sky, it was definitely and clearly hovering in her palm, and this time everyone could see it clearly.

"There's something else. If you want to see it, bet on me to win."

Xiaoman said to everyone.

Before she finished her words, she had already stepped down from the stage, leaving behind her tall, thin figure in light armor.

The audience themselves couldn't tell whether it was because the cold and taciturn "Pan" was actually planning their bets, or because of the excitement of the suspense and the subsequent dissatisfaction, in any case the atmosphere was boiling.

Lian Yuanqian was secretly surprised at this speed of progress: She is worthy of being the protagonist, but how did she suddenly learn to use her advantages?

...When this part is drawn into the comics, you will definitely suddenly have many wives and pets that you don't know, Xiaoman. Water can carry a boat but can also overturn it. The reader is such a terrible power!

With this feeling in mind, he saw Lielie, whose hair was short for some reason, and Xiaoman, who was being supported by her.

In order to reach his own limit, Xiaoman really tried his best in every game, and did not just rely on magic bombing. He was so reliable that it made people cry. So it was normal for him to feel a little exhausted after leaving the stage.

Lielie had a three-finger-wide patch of hair missing from his head, and he smiled as if he didn't think about anything: "Morning, uncle!"

The Dragon King chose to carry the short and stupid lion away directly, and then cast a top-level healing spell on Xiaoman, asking her to follow him to the restaurant.

While waiting for the food to cook, Xiaoman took off his helmet which was dented by his opponent's rhino horn, shook his head to make sure he had no after-effects such as dizziness.

Then Bernardus seemed to remember something and said to her with a hint of pride, "As a reward for winning here, you are allowed to touch it."

As he spoke, he really lowered his head. Xiaoman looked at the horns on his head with a little confusion - multiple sharp horns standing among his golden hair, both in position and shape, were beautifully regular, almost like a crown made of spikes, which suited him very well.

But what does this have to do with me?

"Ah." Lielie raised his head from the roasted horse meat slices and said, "I remember my mother-in-law said that dragon horns seem to bring good luck."

Bernaludos nodded slightly. As the dragon master, he agreed with this statement, and his face showed that it was a good thing and it was natural for him to give it out as an important reward.

He warned Xiaoman: "There won't be a next time, touch it quickly."

Xiaoman: “…”