The Fierce Dragon Crashes

Lepa Town was not far from Ilidari Manor; Long Ling sat in the carriage and arrived after about two hours.

The buildings in the town were beautifully constructed, with wide and clean streets, freshly washed by a cool rain.

The reddish-brown hooves of the horses trod upon it, instantly splashing the accumulated rainwater in all directions.

The coachman made short, sharp sounds to halt the two chestnut horses moving abreast.

Long Ling alighted from the carriage, deed in hand, and circled the plot of land at number 198 Main Street several times.

Why did the shops end at number 198?

Where was her shop at number 199?

“Miss Long Ling, these are the only shops around here. It doesn’t seem like there’s a tavern where you’re going?”

The coachman, a small young man named Yuer, pulled his jacket tighter around himself, while bowing to hold an umbrella for Long Ling.

Long Ling looked around, beginning to suspect she’d been deceived.

Could this just be a joke by her Clan Chief Grandma, and was the deed in her hand a fake?

“You wait here and watch the carriage. I’ll go ask around.”

Yuer nodded, shrinking his neck, and when he saw Long Ling was about to venture into the rain, he quickly shoved the umbrella into her hand.

“Miss Long Ling, take the umbrella, it’s still raining outside.”

Long Ling opened the umbrella and walked into the drizzling rain.

She planned to ask at the nearby general store, where many people came and went, and she might be able to gather useful information.

Several gossiping women were sitting in front of the general store, wearing gray-black aprons, and they immediately patted off the dust on their clothes and left when they saw Long Ling approaching.

The dragon aura was very powerful in this world, and it was easy for other races to detect even without wearing a concealing cloak.

Moreover, dragons after transforming into human form were generally nearly two meters tall, which was very conspicuous among the surrounding people.

Long Ling had just come of age not long ago, and her body was only 1.7 meters tall, but she had the aura of a dragon, which was very daunting.

No one in this world dared to provoke the arrogant and domineering dragons, let alone a female Alpha among them.

Long Ling touched the top of her head to make sure her dragon horns were hidden.

She wondered how others could tell she was different from ordinary people.

Maybe she should find a tailor shop to make her a concealing black cloak.

She walked into the general store, put away her black umbrella, and shook off the raindrops to the side to avoid wetting the goods.

The light from the incandescent bulbs shone down from above, the scarlet carpet at the entrance was very dirty and old, and rows of wide, mottled shelves were displayed before her.

There were many customers in the general store, most of them were choosing the goods they needed, while some were leaning against the tall shelves, smoking cigars, and haggling back and forth with the shop assistants.

These shelves were filled with all kinds of goods: cigarettes, fruits, sweets, wine, biscuits.

Above a row of red apple wooden crates, Long Ling also saw many various hunting guns.

She had seen this kind of hunting gun once from afar when she was in the palace, but had never touched it.

She had heard the palace maids around His Majesty say that these guns were tributes from the Western Regions, and were very powerful.

His Majesty could kill a fearsome tiger with one shot.

Long Ling couldn’t help but stare at them curiously.

The black gun barrels gleamed with a cold light, looking like nothing more than a plain iron lump.

Things that could only be presented as tribute to the Emperor were now available for her to buy; everything was so accessible.

Next to the hunting guns were various styles of bullets, in different sizes and models.

Next to the bullets were pieces of paper, thoughtfully marking the models of guns corresponding to the bullets.

These were enough to make Long Ling feel novel; they were all good things she had never seen before.

To the right were glittering silver fishing hooks and sequins, and different styles of bait were placed in the low cabinet, along with landing nets and everything else.

The prices were also very high; these fishing gears casually cost dozens of silver coins, and the price of guns even reached thousands of silver coins.

She should know that all her wealth was only five hundred silver coins.

She couldn’t afford it, she simply couldn’t afford it.

When Long Ling stood in front of the guns, the people around her gradually realized that she was a dragon, and couldn’t help but move a little further away from her.

Some customers were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they grabbed their goods and ran away.

When Long Ling remembered to ask the general store owner for directions, she turned her head and suddenly met the resentful gaze of a middle-aged man with a receding hairline.

“This dragon lady, may I ask if you need to buy anything?”

So, the other party was the owner of the general store.

Long Ling quickly said: “Hello, I want to ask for directions, is there a tavern nearby?”

The general store owner’s eyes widened slightly, as if he had encountered an incredible thing.

Unlike the arrogant and narcissistic dragons he had encountered before, this dragon was unexpectedly polite, and looked beautiful, and her demeanor was gentle and elegant.

The point was, this dragon was actually asking him for directions. What in this world could stump the powerful dragon race?

He suddenly felt that the customers he had accidentally lost were nothing to worry about.

The general store owner felt very honoured and quickly bowed and replied:

“There is only one tavern nearby, a long way from here, next to the Misty Forest, but it has been abandoned for many years. Not long ago, there was a heavy rain, and that road was broken by rolling rocks.

If you want to go there, you can find some dwarves nearby to help you move the boulders and rebuild the road, so you can go to the tavern.”

Long Ling couldn’t help but purse her lips.

If she hired dwarves to move and repair the road, she would have to give the dwarves some silver coins.

She was really short on cash…

“Has that tavern been abandoned for many years?”

“Yes, probably more than ten years. The owner of the tavern died of illness before, and the tavern door was locked tightly. Later, I don’t know who it was sold to.”

“I see, thank you, please help me draw the route.”

The owner took a pale blue quill, dipped it in red ink, and drew the route to the tavern.

Long Ling came out of the general store, looked at the new route on the map, and the marked location of the falling rocks, feeling a little depressed.

She originally thought it would be a big tavern in a prosperous area that she could easily take over, but she didn’t expect to encounter trouble right from the start.

If the tavern wanted to operate normally and transport goods, it would have to repair that road first.

This would cost a lot of money next, how was she going to figure out how to make money?

Yuer saw Long Ling coming over and quickly stepped forward to ask: “Miss Long Ling, did you find the way to the tavern?”

Long Ling rubbed her forehead: “I found it. Go further ahead, then turn right at the fork, and keep walking until you see a short house with red tiles.”

Yuer quickly responded, helping Long Ling into the carriage: “I’ll take you there now.”

Long Ling got into the carriage and looked around at the carriage she was riding in.

If she used this carriage to move the rocks, it would probably mess up the carriage and wear out the wheels.

More importantly, the carriage was borrowed from Miss Evil Dragon.

If she broke the carriage, she would have to apologize to Miss Evil Dragon.

No, she couldn’t always trouble Miss Evil Dragon, that would make Miss Evil Dragon look down on her.

The carriage became more and more bumpy on the rough road.

Yuer’s driving sounds soon stopped, and he turned his head in a panic to say to Long Ling: “Miss Long Ling, the road ahead is blocked by many rocks.”

Long Ling got out of the carriage.

The rocks ahead were about several hundred meters long.

Fortunately, they were not piled up very high.

If people moved them, and the coachman followed behind her, they would have to camp here after dark.

Moving stones was important, but serving the creditor was more important.

A smart dragon knew what to choose.

In her original family, she had learned a little about how to use magic from other dragons, but she wasn’t sure what extent her abilities could reach.

She might as well try with the rocks.

“You lead the carriage away a little bit, I’ll clear these rocks.”

Yuer quickly led the two chestnut horses a little further away.

On the continent of Odd, dragons were the most dangerous creatures.

Every dragon was born with great power and magical abilities, as well as high intelligence, which ordinary people could not compare to.

In the eyes of the human coachman, Miss Long Ling and Manor Master Violet Fuges were the same, both dangerous and admirable races.

Long Ling took a deep breath, tapped her toes lightly, and suddenly soared into the air.

This was the first time she had transformed into a dragon.

The dragon wings behind her fully expanded, and the surrounding cold raindrops were cut by the dragon wings, along the sharp thorn bones.

The huge dragon wings seemed to blot out the sky and the sun.

Just a light flap of the wings caused the grass and trees in the entire valley to shake.

A small ball of ice-blue dragon breath was brewing in the silver dragon’s body, and when it left the dragon’s mouth, it instantly turned into a raging hurricane.

The huge rocks, weighing thousands of pounds, began to shake violently, and yellow dust was rolled up into the sky, forming a powerful storm.

Long Ling never thought she would be so fierce!

Hehe, so can she be bolder in front of Miss Evil Dragon in the future and not be so afraid of her?

However, it is said that Miss Evil Dragon used to be an officer, and even as an Omega, no dragon in the army was her opponent.

How could she have the idea of ​​opposing Miss Evil Dragon?

Long Ling restrained her bad thoughts and continued to brew more ice-blue dragon breath in her body.

As a large ball of dragon breath accumulated, a larger hurricane surged out of the dragon’s mouth, instantly sweeping all the rocks within a few meters into the cliff.

A rumbling sound came from the bottom of the valley, and the remaining snow on the mountain wall was also swept straight down by the terrifying ice-blue dragon breath, as if it had been cut off by frozen wind blades.

The two horses neighed in fright, and their hooves retreated restlessly.

The coachman’s sheepskin hat was blown off by the wind, and he didn’t bother to pick it up, quickly pulled the reins, and comforted the restless horses.

Long Ling glanced back, fortunately the coachman was a skilled veteran, and the two horses did not run away in fright.

Half of the rocks blocking the road had been cleared.

Next, as long as the remaining rocks were swept away, there should be no problem.

Long Ling lowered her head and glanced at the ground, the short trees were like small chess pieces on a chessboard, as if they were spinning.

Long Ling’s ice-blue pupils gradually turned from a vertical line into two dizzy Xs.

Should she flap her left wing first or her right wing first when sliding down?

No, the dragon head should go down first, and the wings should be opened. What about her dragon claws, should they also be opened?

After a majestic silver-white ice dragon circled randomly in the sky a few times, it began a miserable dragon crash.

Only a few meters above the ground, the silver-white dragon scales rubbed against the loess-colored ground, scraping against the hard mountain rocks, and the smooth and beautiful scales instantly turned into a matte texture, making a rustling sound like metal friction.