Volume 1: Dance of the Black Dragon Chapter 30 Black Dragon Lords and Their Princesses
[He is indeed handsome. I am a man and I am moved. It would be great if I had a face like this. ]
【Brother Long, I want to give birth to a baby for you. 】
[Brother Long, go make a movie. Your talent will definitely make money. I've even thought of a title for the movie (龍と姫のに傷しない夜)]
Seeing that the direction of the barrage was becoming more and more weird, Murphy decisively chose to ignore it.
The advancement is complete, and it's time to meet the other black dragon lords.
"Come on, I'll take you somewhere."
Murphy said as he prepared to leave the dragon's lair, but Catherine looked bored.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry."
Murphy had a headache. It was not good if the game was too real. The captives had to be fed every day. When they were in the Dark Dragon's Lair, feeding was the responsibility of the dragon men. Now he had to do it himself, which was really troublesome.
"Come on, I'll take you to dinner."
A man and a dragon walked out of the dragon's cave and walked along the dark and cold obsidian passage towards the hall outside. The dragon people they met on the way showed surprise at first, but immediately realized Murphy's identity as a superior dragon and bowed their heads to salute.
Dragon people are a lower race of the dragon clan and have blood ties with the dragon clan. Therefore, they can keenly sense the existence of the dragon clan, especially the strength of dragons of the same color.
Moreover, the dragon people naturally have a strong sense of awe for the dragon clan and are the dragon clan's most useful subordinates.
When the two arrived at the banquet hall, they happened to run into several black dragon lords having breakfast. In fact, since dragons are extraordinary creatures, what they need mainly is energy to grow. Adult dragons can absorb strength from natural elements, so they don't have a rigid need to eat.
However, most dragons are greedy for pleasure, and the more eating, drinking, and having fun the better.
This is where the benefits of transforming into human form come into play. Given the size of an adult dragon, if a group of black dragon lords were to dine together in their original form, no amount of food would fill their stomachs, and they wouldn't be able to taste the food if they swallowed it whole. Their eating manners would be extremely poor. Imagine a group of giant dragons weighing hundreds of tons each holding a mammoth or a thunder lizard and chewing it. It would be totally unrefined.
But once transformed into a human form, they can sit at a luxurious dining table, using exquisite tableware made of pure gold and mithril, and carefully enjoy the delicious meals carefully prepared by the kidnapped court chefs.
The level of coolness immediately went up.
This was the scene Murphy saw when he walked in.
Several black dragon lords used humanoid avatars.
Ter Horason, the lord of Howling Fjord, has the human form of a very heroic middle-aged man with a beard, thick long hair, a strong body and a friendly smile. He looks like a warm-hearted middle-aged handsome uncle who is drinking and eating meat heartily.
Summerfield, called the 'Death in the Mist' by the wetland residents, is an image of a melancholy night elf handsome man. He leans back in an armchair, slowly savoring a glass of Dalaran black wine, with a decadent temperament of an artist.
Agnes, the only female black dragon lord, is an elf queen with long straight black hair in human form. She is cold, noble and elegant in manners.
She spends most of her time in human form, living in the free city of Anfendor on the border of Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron . Her public identity is a low-key elven merchant, but she secretly controls the entire city's trade system.
I have to say that the aesthetics of the dragon clan is very much in line with the players. The humanoid avatars chosen are either humans or elves, either beauties or handsome guys, and their looks are all perfect.
It is really pleasing to see so many of them sitting together at this time.
In addition to these people, there were a few other people in the banquet hall.
A beautiful woman in a gorgeous long dress was tasting the food absentmindedly.
A female minotaur in a colorful dress was munching on a plate of mushrooms.
There is also a little silver-haired loli who is trying hard to fight a honey-roasted chicken.
There was also a bearded Dark Iron Dwarf, gnawing on a roasted pork leg in a very ungraceful manner.
There was another commotion in the barrage.
[Wow, are all dragons so good looking after they transform into humans? How come each one is more handsome than the other.]
[I think I've seen that elf girl with long black hair somewhere before. She's so cool. If she were my wife, I'd break my ribs and make soup for her.]
[I think you are not even close to being a match for me. I am the Black Dragon Lord.]
[Damn it, I'll train a dragon account later. ]
[The above person is overthinking. If you want to learn 'transform into human form', you need to be at least a young dragon, a skeleton-level BOSS, and the account creation fee is 100,000 yuan. ]
[If you want to be handsome, just play as an elf civilian. They are all handsome men and beautiful women, and you don’t have to spend money . ]
[It’s not about appearance. I feel that the humanoid creatures transformed by the dragons are particularly elegant. I don’t know how to explain it.]
[Is that black-skinned dwarf also the Black Dragon Lord? ]
"Wow wow wow wow, let me see who's here, Morpheus? Have you finally gotten the hang of it and started using a human form? Tsk tsk tsk tsk, your image is really unoriginal, another human? Why don't you learn from me? Only dwarves are real men."
The one who spoke was the dark-skinned Dark Iron Dwarf. Of course, his true identity was also a Black Dragon Lord.
Murphy's eyelids jumped, "Agri Durium... I didn't expect you to be here too."
Murphy was a little helpless. This dragon had some issues with his personality. He especially liked to play dirty jokes. The humanoid incarnation he chose was even more unique. He chose a bearded Dark Iron Dwarf, and his taste was very curious. People couldn't help but wonder if there were mysterious creatures like ogres or bugbears mixed in his blood.
Looking at Murphy's expression, the dwarf laughed and ate the roasted pork leg with big mouthfuls.
Agnes raised her glass gracefully, "Please take a seat. If you are any later, Durium will eat up all the food."
Summerfield's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Catherine next to Murphy.
He walked over to Catherine and bowed, "Hello beautiful princess, the bard Summerfield is at your service."
Catherine agreed at a loss, but her eyes were only on the delicious food on the table.
"Ignore him, eat when you're hungry."
Catherine immediately shook off Summerfield's hand, grabbed a piece of meat and started eating.
Summerfield had a hurt expression on his face, "Morpheus, although you have changed into a human form, your heart is still as rude as before. Look at how hungry your princess is. She has completely lost her grace." Summerfield said with some regret, "Look at my princess Sabrina from Alterac. She looks so graceful."
The woman who had always been elegant raised her head and nodded at Murphy, but she was slightly dazed when she saw Catherine.
"Katherine?"
Katherine noticed the woman and looked surprised. "Sabrina? I didn't expect you to..."
I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.
"Humph, you princesses are all weak--ugh."
Agli Durim burped, waved to the minotaur who was chewing mushrooms not far away, and slapped the minotaur on the butt.
Look, this is what a princess is. Look at her figure and appearance. I went all the way to Stranglethorn Vale to get her. I killed a giant gorilla several dozen meters tall before I got her. What do you think of the Minotaur Princess Púbal? Are you envious? Hahahaha."
The female minotaur raised her head and looked at everyone, blinking her big eyes innocently.
Murphy was speechless. This girl is also called a princess? Well, maybe she is a princess. This girl's thinking is always so strange, but this is not the first time.
He looked at the last unknown silver-haired loli and wondered where did Tel Horason find such a loli princess?
Ter Horason laughed: "Hahaha, I didn't kidnap her, but she is indeed my little princess. Norma, come and meet your Uncle Morpheus."
Murphy congratulated her immediately, but he was confused. The humanoid incarnations of the Black Dragon usually have black hair, so why did this Loli have silver hair? And why did your daughter transform into a human when she was born?
He didn't delve into it further. In theory, dragons can produce offspring with any creature. Maybe the old friend has changed his taste.
When Murphy sat down in an empty seat beside him, Ter Horason said mysteriously, "Speaking of the princess, do you know who I just met? Those two are here too."
