Chapter 116

The border city is not considered prosperous. Even though the city lord's house held the highest standard ball, there is no particularly glorious scene. However, it is a place where the people are so simple that even though the ball was held by the city lord, the commoners could attend.

In order to get a glimpse of the number one beauty of the three races, the ladies and gentlemen of the border city rushed to the city lord's house and gathered together to discuss enthusiastically.

It is no wonder that they have great enthusiasm for this because the border city is the outermost city in the Kingdom of Studian besides the dwarves. In the past thousand years of history, it had been invaded by the outside demons several times, so their ancestors had the pleasure of witnessing the giant dragon. Until now, not to mention the statue of the dragon in the city, even the dome of the city lord's house has a mural of the dragon driving away the demons without much effort.

When Qing Yun waved away the maids and slowly walked down the spiral staircase, all the people in the banquet who were waiting for it were silenced. Their eyes could not help but focus on the young girl in the blue dress.

The people of the border city have more than once enthusiastically discussed the appearance of the princess, who is constantly chanted by the bards. However, when they first saw the young girl, they were not drawn by her looks.

The most beautiful thing is the resoluteness that shines in those blue eyes. This kind of look is rare in the border city and even the entire Studian. Because Studian is the dragon's territory and is sheltered by the dragon, whenever foreigners invade, the first thing these people think of is to pray to the dragon. Throughout the ages, they are like livestock bred by the dragon and have never really experienced the trials of fighting and extermination.

The originally noisy banquet fell silent. They quietly looked at the girl, who could not hide the strength and valor of her body even though she was holding a huge skirt that symbolized the elegance and beauty of women. They saw the seriousness between her eyebrows and the determination in her eyes. These Studians suddenly realized that tonight was the night to satisfy their curiosity and give them a glimpse of the maiden's face, as well as the princess' farewell ball.

Tomorrow morning, the princess will leave the border city and head once again towards the mountains until, with the knights by her side, she is sent into the lair of the cold, terrible dragon.

Along with the dragon's power is its tyranny.

So this maiden, chosen as a gift for the dragon, is not only honorable but also sacrificial for the sake of every Studian.

Silence spread throughout the banquet as they watched the maiden bend down to salute them with the most graceful gesture. They all bowed their heads to make the highest level of courtesy to show their gratitude.

The banquet had begun, but no one dared to invite the princess to dance the first dance because the princess is the bride of the dragon.

However, a low and hoarse voice broke the silence of the banquet, and people found that Count Olsen, who suddenly appeared in the border city, came out. This man, who was usually cold and haughty, walked up to the princess and actually bent down and gave a kiss on her hand.

"Your Highness, can I, with your permission, have a dance with you?"

Holding Joyce's slender but not weak fingers, Morris' palms were sweating. His treasure was such a shining treasure that everyone was attracted to the light of his soul, which distressed Morris.

Of course, he was more worried that the girl did not forgive him and that the next second will be indifferent to brush his hand away. After all, that day, he had scared his Joyce.

So even though he was eager to take the girl into his arms, Morris still observed the human etiquette and invited her seriously.

Looking at the man's seriousness with a pleading gaze and thinking of his own embarrassment a few days ago, Qing Yun raised his eyebrows and his chin, making a prideful look.

When Morris' breathing became tense and urgent, a trace of cunningness flashed in Qing Yun's eyes. He lifted his silk gloved palm and placed it into the man's waiting hand.

Seeing this scene, the people present somehow all sighed with relief. They felt that if the girl disagrees, something terrible is going to happen.

The music sounded in an instant, and it was classy and cheerful.

Every cell in Morris' body let out a sigh of satisfaction when he placed his hand on the girl's waist. Every second of the two days of separation had been torturing him.

He had found his treasure so easily, and why should he let him go? Morris' tyrannical soul has even pure desire to move. If the girl still does not agree with him today and moves away from him, Morris will take him back to his nest even if he has to turn into his original form, even if it will make Joyce fearful.

But now, sensing Joyce's breath close by, Morris' whole heart calmed down. He came up to the girl's ear, whispering through the cover of music: "You forgive me, don't you? Joyce?"

However, in the next second, Morris felt the force of pushing against his shoulder from the palm of the girl's hand, followed by Qing Yun gritting her teeth and speaking.

"Don't hug me!"

Qing Yun raised her eyes to glare at him. This man leaned too close, squeezing his chest "artifact"!

"Why?" Morris asked bitterly. Not only did he not listen to the young girl's words to withdraw his body, but he even leaned closer along with the rhythm of the music. He even used his strong arms to lift the young girl up and spin her around.

This bold action made the surrounding guests watching the dance exclaim, and Qing Yun's face suddenly turned red.

"No means no!" Qing Yun was vicious and fierce with him, but he did not know how attractive he was now with red ear tips and a pair of watery blue eyes.

Morris almost couldn't resist breaking so-called human etiquette and kissing the young girl on the cheek right in the middle of the dance.

"Bad temper." He also noticed that the "vicious" appearance made by the young girl was just bad temper, so he smiled and came close to the young girl's ear, gently touching her lovely red earlobe with his lips, "You don't allow me to look at that, eh?"

Of course it's the breasts! Qing Yun shouted in his heart. He is unwilling to let this man put his eyes on something that does not belong to him. However, because of the height difference between the two, whenever the man lowered his head to gaze at his face, his eyes would always have an unobstructed view of his body.

Along with the contact between their bodies, the man's low laughing voice ultimately reached Qing Yun's heart and made him even more embarrassed. He simply responded to the man's words, raised his foot to step on the man's foot, and reprimanded him with a temper: "Close your eyes!"

"Hmm? Are you going to kiss me?" Morris really "obeyed" and closed his eyes, but the flirtatious words slipped out of his mouth.

Qing Yun was furious. How come he didn't find this man so shameless before?

The two figures on the dance floor were intertwined, dancing to the rhythm of the music. The young girl, who looked serious from the moment she appeared, finally became lively at this time, opening her big blue eyes and glaring fiercely at the shameless man in front of her who had spoken boldly to him.

The guests present, looking at the dancing figures of these two, as well as the vivid and lively performance of the princess, could not help but murmur.

"Oh my, which one of you has ever seen Count Olsen smile with such a gentle look?"

Several ladies looked in surprise at the tall man who was smiling happily and slyly in front of the young girl. The title of Count Olsen has a special status in the border city because legend has it that the title was granted by the dragon himself.

So when this Count Olsen suddenly appeared, he was welcomed by the people of the border city. There are many ladies interested in Count Olsen's handsome face and tall body, but unfortunately, Count Olsen is too cold. No one could stand his horrible look similar to that of a cold-blooded animal hunting for food.

But they did not expect that Count Olsen, who was cold to the extreme and even frightening, would invite the princess to dance today and laugh like this. Even with the cover of music, they could hear Count Olsen's low and pleasant laughter echoing throughout the hall.

"What are they?"

Watching the noble and serious young girl on the dance floor being swept into the arms of a man at once, the guests around had already seen the signs and could not help but sigh: "Too bad, even if they love each other, what can be done about it? The princess belongs to the dragon."

The first dance finally ended, and more upbeat music played. The ball officially began, and the guests poured onto the dance floor. Qing Yun, however, was pulled by Morris to hide in a corner.

As soon as he left the sight of the crowd, Morris could not restrain himself from burying his head in the nape of Qing Yun's neck, the tip of his nose tracing his graceful neck, trying hard to smell his reassuring scent.

Sensing the man's hot breath that is very different from the temperature of his skin, Qing Yun couldn't help but use his pointed heel to step on him: "Stop it!

This is just a dance, but this man actually...

"Joyce..." completely ignoring the pain in his feet, Morris turned the young girl in his arms and lowered his head to kiss his lips, "Baby, don't reject me, okay? You are mine and can only be mine."

How could Morris hold back with such intimate contact?

With the man's passionate kiss, Qing Yun thought angrily; I'm afraid this man doesn't know he's actually a man yet, right? When he removes the artifact from his body, he must scare him severely!

Not knowing that if the man knew his true gender, he would not be able to resist for a moment to press him to the bed, Qing Yun is still fantasizing about all kinds of teachings to the man after removing his female clothes. No matter the man's original sexual orientation, as long as he is entangled with him, the man's future sexual orientation can only be Qing Yun.

This is Qing Yun's innate paranoia and domineering way. This man of unknown origin has been pleasing him, pursuing him, and even took advantage of his memory problems without his consent to really break into his heart and make him moved, so Qing Yun will definitely not let him go.

But at this moment, Qing Yun didn't want to let this man have a good time. He didn't forget this man's coldness at the beginning. He lightly escaped the man's embrace, raised his chin provocatively, and said: "I'm not yours, I'm that evil and terrible dragon's. If you have the ability, come and grab me!"

Morris was stunned, wanting to explain and at the same time wanting to laugh a little. He didn't know whether he should be bitter about the bad image of his own body in the mind of the young girl or whether he should be happy that his Joyce had declared his ownership in this way.

However, seeing the slight smile leaking from the man's face, Qing Yun was furious. It occurred to him that just a short while ago, this man was trying to get him to willingly give himself to that giant dragon?

Qing Yun lifted the hem of his skirt to kick on the man's soft spot but forgot that he was wearing an extra thing today and kicked on his own skirt support. Instead, he sent himself to the man's embrace at once.

"Baby, you're so cute." Morris immediately held the person firmly and could not help laughing against the forehead of the girl. With his laughter, the dragon on the dome fresco of the hall seemed to come alive, and the dark red glow of the dead also emitted life.

Just when he hesitated to tell the embarrassed Qing Yun the truth that he was the dragon, a sudden commotion came from outside the city lord's residence. A panicked knight ran in with a body covered in blood and shouted: "The demons are coming! They have hit the outside of the city!"

The music in the main hall stopped at once, and the guests were in a panic.

"Princess!" Serodi and Hughes hurriedly ran to the corner where Qing Yun and Morris were, "Princess, we have to leave early. The border city can't hold the Demons!"

With that said, Serodi was about to pull Qing Yun's arm, but Morris' eyes flashed and directly grabbed the young girl into his arms first.