I'm really not a dragon.

For some reason, Suen felt that the people in the tavern had become much colder. Just yesterday, when he saw him, he could still hear them calling him "pretty boy" and "weakling" affectionately. Sometimes, he would even see adventurers spitting on the ground as a sign of respect for his handsome appearance.

The people in the tavern now looked at him with a hint of averted gaze, and some who wanted to spit were stopped by those around them.

Could this be a downside of the "+1 to all attributes" bonus? Su En touched his face. It seems being too handsome isn't good either; it can easily create distance between him and others.

Suen ordered a seafood soup and sausages. Now that she had money, she wanted to eat something good and treat her stomach.

While the dishes were being served,

Suen opened the character panel.

In addition to the main storyline, daily quests have been updated, with two new daily quests added.

The first to become a law enforcer.

He asked the drow elf, who said he was still a tiny bit away from becoming a Flame Fist Enforcer.

To join the Flame Fist, one must first be a skilled adventurer, and secondly, one must make contributions to the Flame Fist.

The warden assigned him the identity of a temporary investigator, essentially a contract worker, who was theoretically also a member of the Flame Fist Mercenary Group.

The task was completed immediately.

Secondly, the second is the [Local Legendary Challenge Mission:]

The content is as follows:

Each week, you'll be matched with a powerful local legend. Defeat it, hone your skills, and unleash the might of the dragon race.

In the storm giant enclave of Annam, the shadow warrior Rachel Avi earned the respect of the giants through her agility and unparalleled stealth skills.

"When I'm fighting, I don't even know where I am—a legendary quote from Rachel Avi."

Dragons are also a warlike race. Their formidable strength and magical instincts, which are like breath, destined them to stand at the top of the food chain and prey on all living beings.

Therefore, honing combat skills through local legends is an essential part of a dragon's life.

But the problem is,

He'd never heard of Rachel Avi before! Knowing the system's track record, was she some weirdo?

A steaming plate of baked beans in tomato sauce and grilled sausages was served.

Suen wiped her knife and fork, then asked the hotel owner for directions.

"By the way, Mr. Morlivier, do you know who Rachel Avi is?"

The dwarf Morliv nodded and shouted towards the inn.

"Someone's looking for you, Rachel Avi!"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the stable behind the inn.

Su En's eyes lit up when she saw the little girl, half-grown and half-child, with bubbles coming from her nose, a lollipop in her mouth, and innocent eyes, hopping and skipping out.

A faint sense of happiness welled up in Su En's heart.

Of course, it wasn't Epstein's kind of joy; there was no need to worry about 100,000 volts.

He was pleased that the system had finally matched him with an equally matched opponent!

"System! You're amazing! Please give me many more tasks like this!"

[Little Gluttonous Dragon, you can always trust this system.]

Hello, Uncle!

Rachel Avi blinked, looking curiously at the handsome young man in front of her.

"What did you call me?"

"uncle!"

Su En's face turned cold. She reached out and plucked the lollipop from the half-human loli's mouth. "Wrong answer! You should call me brother!"

The halfling girl opened her mouth, then belatedly covered her eyes and burst into tears, crying, "My candy! Waaah!"

[Local Legend Challenge Completed]

You have successfully defeated the Shadow Warrior.

[Reward: Praise for Noble Morality +1]

Suen shook her head.

So relaxing, so incredibly relaxing!

The sobs of a loser are truly delicious!

"Bang!"

Just as he was sighing, a scalding hot iron pot slammed into the back of Su En's head.

He clutched his head in pain and turned away.

A furious halfling woman, wielding red-hot tongs, charged towards them, cursing and swearing.

That fierce, invincible aura was as if a giant dragon had arrived, and even a halfling could use fire tongs to burn a "正" character into the dragon's tail.

"Rachel! Who bullied you!"

Suen quickly stuffed the candy into the halfling's mouth and quietly slipped away.

So he has a sect patriarch backing him up! Damn it, system, you've ruined me!

The half-human woman turned her head and saw the furtive Su En, and immediately shouted angrily, "You brat, stop right there!"

Suen ran even faster.

They vanished in a flash into the crowd on Flying Dragon Bridge, leaving behind only the halfling woman's furious roar.

Although the process was arduous, he still managed to escape the halflings' pursuit.

Suen, panting with her knees bent, looked down and saw her shoes covered in mud and dust.

After thinking it over, he went into a silk workshop shop called Peter Shaw.

"Welcome, stranger! What would you like to order?"

The shop owner didn't even look up, concentrating intently on cutting the purple and black striped shirt.

Su En rubbed his hands together and began to chat skillfully: "Boss, don't be so formal!"

"Oh!" The owner looked up, a knowing smile appearing on his usually indifferent face. "A local! What would you like to order?"

"Give me a pair of boots!"

"Fixed price, 5 gold coins." The shopkeeper magically produced a pair of leather boots.

I don't know what kind of leather the boots are made of; the quality isn't great, but at least no one has ever worn them.

If you're going to the upper town, you'll need at least decent leather boots.

"Anything else?" Suen looked around.

"If you have money, I also have some other magical boots left behind by other adventurers!"

The magic boots tempted Suen, but unfortunately, they must be expensive.

"How many dragon coins!"

The boss held up a number.

Su En decisively took out five gold coins from his pocket and tossed them to the boss.

With 200 gold coins, he could buy twenty pairs of boots to wear in rotation.

Sure enough, anything associated with magic becomes very expensive.

Suen, wearing new boots, stood on the Flying Dragon Bridge and stretched lazily in the morning sun.

Good morning, Baldur's Gate!

As always, people come and go on the Flying Dragon Bridge, with all sorts of people crossing this bridge of wealth.

Passersby, seeing Suen's strange behavior, tossed two copper coins at his feet and walked away.

Some people from other places even thought it was some kind of religious ceremony and performed it as a formality.

After stretching his muscles, Su En picked up the copper coin and strode towards the checkpoint.

In a dark corner, a pair of eyes were watching Su En's departing figure.

A man dressed in black, arms crossed, leaned against the ivy-covered alleyway and asked, "Is that person—an apprentice of Hepburn's perfumer?"

Behind him, another man in black nodded. "That should be right. I thought the wanted poster was eye-catching enough."

"Looks like we're pretty lucky. Let's go ask our legendary ghost captain, Senator Flame, if we should take care of this guy."

The man in black thought for a moment, then added, "Don't push the price too high!"

"How much is appropriate?"

"Let's start by reporting 80%!"

"Ugh, when will this ever end!"

"Looking at it from another angle, at least we'll get assassination bounties. If we kill enough people, we'll eventually build a reputation. Let's grow bigger and stronger, and create new glories!"