Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Lysfer followed the elven attendants to the back of the city lord’s house. There she saw a beautiful garden.
It was the zenith of summer, and the garden’s flowers were in full bloom. At the center of the garden was a pool built from white marble. Leading into it was a rivulet that trickled down from the mountain’s peak.
There were no pathways or walkways within the garden. Its owner was a dragon after all, and it needed the space.
Lysfer’s ears twitched instinctively. She looked around the surroundings and briefly guessed her new master’s hobbies.
An elven maid walked up behind her and explained, “The water is melted from the whitest snow in the San Soliel Mountain Range. It is a little cold, but very clear and perfectly suited for direct drinking. The flowers here as well as those in the public parks are tended to by druids who cast preservation spells every three days.”
The maid continued, “The lord has laid down many laws. The flowers in the park cannot be picked by anyone except the druids. The trees planted in the city can also not be cut down by anyone. Punishments for violators range from light fines to heavy flogging. Although the law is a bit hard, the elves, especially the druids, have great respect for the lord. They even think that other city lords should learn from him.”
Lysfer calmly listened to the maid’s explanation and quickly surmised her identity, ‘How naive. This girl is probably one of those sheltered elven nobles.’
As a former chief candidate of the Blood Blade Clan, Lysfer was one of the smarter people among the beastmen. She had clear managerial talents at her disposal. And if she had become the chief of the Blood Blade Clan, she would have rivaled any human lord in status. Had she gone on to become a great chieftain, then she would match a human emperor.
‘What kind of city is Dragon City,’” she wondered aloud. The corners of her mouth rose as she released a bit of bloodthirst. In front of Sisna, she wouldn’t have been able to do anything, but these maids would be much easier to probe for in
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