Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Sooner or later, chop off that guy's head and decorate my future palace!"

When Tyrell emerged from the pool, he had already put the crimson demon god on his must-kill list, not only because of this guy's contemptuous and contemptuous attitude toward him, but more importantly, because he was too powerful. Rich!

As a rich evil being, as a member of the righteous Metal Dragon Clan, it would be unjustifiable for him not to crusade against such a powerful evil. This is their bounden duty and it is their duty to do so.

Of course, after the crusade, it is natural for him to take all the property accumulated by the evil being as his own. This is the harvest he deserves from his crusade against evil.

Tyrell couldn't help but start to imagine what it would be like after he successfully defeated the demon god and obtained the wealth he had accumulated by destroying the infinite world.

Well, not only the devil, but also the dracolich who commanded the undead army had to dig out his head, no, his phylactery. The lich was also quite wealthy, and the enhancement ring on his bone claws All are full.

However, when the golden dragon's pure white castle appeared in front of him, Tyrell calmed down his emotions and did not let himself be immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the future.

"Aslan!"

Tyrell soon returned to the castle. If Aslan kept the promise he made, they would be reunited in a few days. Before the reunion, he would have to give up the soul in his hand. Decorate the stone well, at least make it look like it can be given away.

However, although Tyrell had anticipated that he would not have much time, Aslan was still faster than he expected. That is, in the evening of the next day, a group of armored flying dragons bathed in the light of the setting sun and appeared in front of the dragon. The cloud giant in the castle is in sight.

"Hahaha, Tyrell, how do you feel? Am I majestic? Am I handsome?"

Wearing a crown, holding a scepter in hand, and wearing gorgeous clothes, the young man stood proudly on the head of the largest flying dragon, looking at the bronze baby dragon standing on the corridor and looking at him through the crystal window. Laughing asked.

"Childish devil!"

Tyrell sneered and sprayed out a string of lightning and thunder from the gap between the dragon's teeth, then turned around and returned to the big library.

"You didn't even accept the audience of the middle- and lower-level nobles, so you hurried here with the knights just to see him?"

On the saddle of the flying dragon, a silver-haired girl wearing a gorgeous palace dress, looking elegant and noble, turned her head slightly and curiously looked at the young dragon whose back was only left to her.

She originally thought that her husband ignored the king's manners and was even extremely willful. He ended the king's ceremony hastily and came here to meet the golden dragon. After all, she had already found someone to find out that there was a female golden dragon here.

Once female dragons learn the art of transformation and transform into humanoid intelligent races, their appearance will definitely be stunning.

Her husband had come to the Golden Dragon's castle since he was a child, and since he was studying and growing up here, he would inevitably come into contact with the female Golden Dragon. As a human being, he saw the beauty of the humanoid dragon and fell in love with it. It was absolutely normal.

In history, there were many mediocre monarchs who had inappropriate thoughts because of their encounters with humanoid dragons, which led to the decline of their kingdoms.

But the reality was completely different from what she thought. Her husband left everything behind and even ignored the dissuasion of many nobles and ministers. He came here really to see a dragon, but it was not the female golden dragon she imagined at all. It's a male bronze dragon!

What made her feel most ashamed and angry was that her husband insisted on taking her with him, and actually showed it to this dragon. She dressed up specially today just to confront the female golden dragon, but as a result, what she needs to face now Is it a male dragon?

This disrupted all her plans and arrangements. She never expected that she would have to face such a situation.

The female golden dragon that she imagined would become her biggest threat was indeed here, and the other human's posture was indeed flawless, as beautiful as if a goddess had descended into the world.

But his husband never looked at the golden dragon from the beginning to the end. She was not the threat he expected at all.

"Yes, that is the best friend in my life. I said, if he doesn't come to my wedding, I will put on the crown, pick up the scepter, hold your hand and go to see him. Come, follow me. .”

Saying that, Aslan took hold of his queen's hand without any explanation, pulled her down from the flying dragon's back, looked at Tyrell's back, and was about to catch up.

"Aslan!"

The girl let out a scream. She spent nearly a month carefully selecting the dress she was wearing, and the makeup on her face took the maids most of a day to achieve to her satisfaction. .

But she was supposed to appear at the state banquet and accept the audience of thousands of powerful nobles with Aslan in a dignified and elegant posture with a scepter in hand. Instead, she was now being led to run through the dragon's castle without any trace of her. Elegance and the manners of a queen are beyond words.

But Aslan ignored his queen's screams and dissatisfaction at all. Like a knight charging on the battlefield, he rushed into the big library with the girl and saw the statue that he often missed and longed to see again. figure.

"..."

Looking at the silver-haired girl who was held by the new king's hand and rushed in front of him, her legs almost lifted off the ground and turned into a kite, Tyrell was silent for a moment, and then took the initiative to speak,

"Please allow me to apologize for this rude, rude, and inconsiderate guy."

"Uh, Margaret, are you okay?"

Noticing Tyrell's gaze, Aslan turned around and saw the queen who was once again standing firmly on the ground with her feet on the ground and was adjusting her appearance with one hand.

Seeing that the new king had only just noticed her now, the silver-haired girl glared at him fiercely, forcefully pulled back the palm held by him, and then held up the messy skirt with both hands, using a kind of Salute to Tyrell with an elegant gesture.

She has now given up on organizing her hairstyle and hair accessories, which have been blown away by the wind, as well as the layers of messy and complicated clothes. This is simply not something that a woman who has never done it before can accomplish. She is in urgent need now. The service of the maids, but Aslan only brought his knights.

"Margaret de Palma, this is our first meeting. Please forgive Aslan and me for being rude."

"You don't have to be so disciplined. When I was with Tyrell, I never cared about etiquette. I just did it as easily as I could. Don't you feel tired from always following these complicated etiquette?"

Aslan looked at his bride and said carelessly and indifferently.

Then, this guy threw aside the scepter inlaid with legendary gems, symbolizing royal power, and then sat down on the ground like a farmer who was tired from work and ready to take a rest. There was no trace of the dignity of a king. With Yongrong, he is clearly a country boy with muddy legs who secretly puts on fancy clothes.

The previously updated chapters were in chapters 42 and 43. There were some controversial points that bothered me. At that time, there was no feedback from people who were following it. However, later on, people kept putting forward opinions. After thinking about it for a few days, I finally Yesterday afternoon, I discussed with the editor and made minor revisions.

A rough summary is: the protagonist only injects the construct into the eldest sister and does not benefit the younger siblings. After Gu Long discovered the abnormality, his reaction was also described more clearly.