The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

After kicking aside a succubus that was suspected to be in estrus, Ron wandered around Dragon City on his own.

The city was unlike any he had ever seen before.

There is no king, no officials, no nobles, and many races coexist.
In Ron's mind, the political ecology of Dragon City under such circumstances should be extremely chaotic. The entire city should at least be in a state of chaos, not to mention riots.

But now, not only do people live happily and harmoniously here, but even beggars on the streets are rare!
All this has changed because of the existence of a special group.

"The so-called [God]?"

Ron observed the Dragon Realm City while also examining his own heart.

Look at the spellcasters who use magic to control the climate and assist daily life and production; look at the warriors and druids who perform stage plays with fighting skills and abilities; look at the priests who create miracles on those terminally ill patients.
[No matter who you are, no matter where you are, no matter what your surroundings are like, magic will completely change your life - Shanni and Misriel]

Gradually, Ron stopped.

A hint of understanding flashed across the nine-colored dragon pupils.

"All kinds of magic

All are born from the root and fall back to the root
It goes on and on, never stopping.”

Ron muttered this sentence

A feeling of sudden enlightenment suddenly came over me.

The chaotic energy substance in my mind, which contained countless strange objects and magical powers, gradually began to undergo a strange change.
They seemed to have life, slowly and steadily condensing into the shape of a crown.

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Viego is a simple and hardworking young fishmonger in Dragon City.

Every day at three in the morning, he would get up early to go to the harbor to choose and buy the freshest fish, and then bring it back to his simple little shop to sell.

I used to go to Viego at 4 o'clock, but recently, for some reason, there were many new people in the city clamoring to watch "Dragon City at 4 o'clock in the morning".
In order to avoid traffic jams (horse-drawn carriages), Viego had no choice but to go shopping earlier.

There are many markets around Longjing City, which are roughly similar to wholesale markets, but are only open in the early morning and late night.

After all, they were transported from various cities or other planes, so they have to adjust to the time difference~
"Today's fish price is nine silver coins for fifteen fish. If you buy more, you can get some tide conches for free."

An old fishman, sitting on an iron chair with his legs spread out and a huge sword in his hand, spoke fluently in the common language, humming in the fishman's unique tone.

"The fish is a bit expensive today. Usually it's six silver."

Hearing this, Viego frowned slightly.

But after thinking about it, he squatted down and carefully picked out the pile of lively fish thrown on the ground in front of him.

The fishmen don't care about the species, they only charge according to the number of fish, which is one of the reasons why small fishmongers like Viego can make money.

Often, if you buy ten fish from the fishmen and return to Dragon City and cook them a little, you can easily sell them for more than three times the price.

"You think it's expensive, but I think it's expensive too."

"I'm telling you, you have no idea how big the waves were in Sai Ya Bay last week. The waves were almost as high as my grandmother's head."

While complaining, the old fishman skillfully strung together the live fish selected by Viego with water plants and tied a slipknot.

The old fishmonger casually picked up the nearly 100-jin fresh fish, threw it over his shoulder, and said:

"There are 16 in total. I'll give you 9 silver coins. Should I put them on the car for you as usual?"

After taking a look at the old fishman's sturdy arms that were comparable to those of a bodybuilding champion, even though he had seen it countless times, Viego couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Thank you Dragon God.

Although these strong fishmen can easily tear the ordinary human Viego in half, under the pressure of the Dragon God, they still have to abide by the established trading principles.

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom"

In a fresh fish shop called [Kamavia] on the edge of Dragon City
The sounds of the kitchen knife, fish and chopping board merge into one, turning into a reminder before dawn.

Some people said that after killing fish in Longjing City for ten years, his heart had already become as cold as the bone-cutting knife in his hand.

But Viego doesn't think so.

For him, killing fish is just a job to support his family, without any other extra emotions involved.

Just like there are steps to killing a fish, life also needs to be taken step by step. If you take too big a step, you may get hurt easily. In Viego's eyes, life is like a fish that keeps jumping in your hand. You want to catch it, but you hate its fishy smell. However, in order to get rid of the delicious taste after the fishy smell, people have to pinch their noses and catch it.

Life is always so contradictory yet so natural.

"Why think about these things? I'm not a king. I want to live but not work. There is no such good thing."

Viego shook his head and laughed at himself, and no longer thought about those illusory things.

"Snapped!"

He raised the knife and skillfully slashed the fish in his hand with the back of the knife.

The fish twitched slightly and then calmed down.

Then he carried out the next step skillfully, the tip of the knife scraping across the fish's scales, making a slight "rustling" sound.

The scales flutter like snowflakes, revealing the smooth and delicate texture of the orange-yellow fish flesh.

Removing scales, picking gills, extracting thorns, taking out internal organs. His technique is precise and quick, and every move is full of experience and skill.

With a flick of the wrist, the huge boning knife danced on the orange-yellow fish meat like an embroidery needle.

It was just an ordinary labor with blood, but in Viego's hands it seemed to have become an art.

The knife flowers danced at a high speed like a butterfly flying through flowers. As the knife flashed, fish bones, fish bones and internal organs were all cleverly picked up and thrown into the drain basin at the side.

In just a few seconds, the plump and delicate fish meat turned into slices of fish fillets as thin as a cicada's wing. Each piece of fish meat was evenly transparent, and you could almost see the color changes as the light passed through the fillets.

This made Ron, who was standing in the distance and observing carefully, feel a little emotional.

This is how the butcher cuts up an ox.

Unlike Ron who was observing secretly, Viego put the knife back on the knife rack, glanced coldly at the masterpiece on the chopping board, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

No matter how beautiful art is, if you see it too much, it will become just like that.

Therefore, one should not go to art galleries too often, otherwise one will lose the urge to appreciate the value of art.

Just like women and men.

The most beautiful time is when the feelings between the two are just beginning to emerge, but it is also a hazy time when they are secretly happy for each other.

When you finally marry her home, you will see that the once fairy has started to pick her feet, poop, and snore.

Comparing her with the image of the goddess you see when you fall in love, it is inevitable that you will feel a little lost, and thus the so-called "the grave of love is XX" appears.

But Viego didn't care.

Because he hasn't even entered the cemetery yet.

After cutting the fish, Viego turned around to look for the bag.

This sashimi is to be sent to Aunt Wang who runs the candy shop next door.

Aunt Wang is a half-human with a sheep's head who still retains her charm.

She wasn't a big fish lover, but her single merman daughter, who had just turned eighteen, loved it.

And Viego's feelings for her are similar to her feelings for the fish, except that the word "eat" is missing.

Just as Viego packed the fish, turned around and prepared to take off his pink apron to serve the meal to the fish-man girl he liked.

suddenly
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the box of crystal clear fish meat seemed to be lifted up by an invisible hand.

Then it swayed and drifted towards the street corner and alley.

"Ok?"

Ron turned his head and looked towards the dark alley.

There, he smelled a familiar scent.

Dark alley

Six short black shadows wrapped in black robes were crouching in the corner stealthily, with their hands raised high, slowly controlling a magical aura.

The direction they reached out to was the [Kamavia Fresh Fish Shop]! (End of this chapter)