webnovel

Part-time Boss

The Princess locked up in the Evil Dragon's home is just like a yacht owned by a tycoon – it's not so much about whether it's used, but that you can't be without one. Ideally, it comes with a few bounty quests; the higher the level, the better. If there's a dragon-slaying quest, even better – that's the kind of prestige we're talking about. If you don't have a Princess in your lair cursing you to hell every day, you'd be too embarrassed to even say hello to other Evil Dragons. What, the King sent Adventurers to gang up on me? Hahaha, I, the grand Level 80 Black Dragon Lord, a world-class BOSS, how could I possibly care about a bunch of Adventurers. What! The Adventurers have already reached outside the dungeon? All of them are maxed-out big shots, and there are two heroes leading the charge! And the leader is a Dragon Slaying Swordsman! I'm done for, now what to do… Heroes and villains, black dragons and mortals, the formidable BOSS of the game world and the insignificant streamer of reality. This is a story about a Black Dragon BOSS player.

Treasured Moonlight · Games
Not enough ratings
553 Chs

Chapter 30: The Black Dragon Lord and Their Princesses

[Indeed handsome, even as a guy, I'm smitten, dammit. I wish I had that face.]

[Dragon bro, I want to have your monkey babies.]

[Dragon bro, consider getting into film, your talent would definitely make money, I've even thought of a title (A Night Unyielding to Dragons and Princesses).]

Seeing the direction the barrage of comments was taking become more and more bizarre, Mo Fei decisively chose to ignore them.

The advancement had been completed, and it was time for him to meet with the other Black Dragon Lords.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

As Mo Fei spoke and prepared to leave the Dragon Cave, Katherine looked utterly uninterested.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm hungry."

Mo Fei felt somewhat of a headache. The game being too realistic wasn't necessarily a good thing, captives still needed to be fed daily. Back in the dark Dragon Nest, feeding was a task managed by draconic subordinates. Now that he had to do it personally, it was truly troublesome.