Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

Xia Mi waved her hand and suddenly stopped.

The transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness was like a train crashing into a mountain; Xia Mu's blood rushed forward and then flowed back, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"That is…"

Standing atop the mountain, the two could see a continuous stretch of magnificent European-style buildings at the foot of the mountain, extending all the way to the coastline. The area within a ten-kilometer radius was almost entirely covered by these buildings, resembling a vast palace complex.

Rebirth in the Great Era of Surfing Waves

“The Gattuso family.” Xia Mixing’s eyes sparkled.

Xia Mu was startled and couldn't help but glance at her profile out of the corner of his eye.

Xia Mi seemed to notice, and her beautiful eyes turned around, like shining stars in the sky.

She chuckled softly, "Shall we go and get revenge on them?"

Xia Mu's heart skipped a beat.

Why retaliate against them?

"Because they ambushed you."

Xia Mu let out a soft breath and asked in a low voice, "Did you do this on purpose as well?"

"If you say so, then it is."

Xia Mi's smile is always bright.

Xia Mu raised his guard even higher.

Little Dragon Girl is not to be underestimated!

"Would you like to learn 'stress'?" Xia Mi suddenly asked.

Xia Mu didn't react at first, then his eyes widened: "'Stress'? The authority of the king of the earth and mountains?"

Xia Mi nodded with a smile: "Yes."

Witch!

Xia Mu roared inwardly.

Has she gone mad? She's even planning to relinquish the power of her own throne?!

"You can learn it, don't worry."

Xia Mi thought his strange expression was because he was worried about this, so she explained, "You drank a lot of my blood, so you have the means to control my authority."

A sea breeze blew in gusts, lifting the clothes of the two men.

"No need, I..."

As the wind blew through the summer trees, Xia Mu's mind became much clearer.

No one should receive a reward without merit. The more you gain now, the more you will have to pay in the future. Xia Mi had made it clear before that she needed someone with Odin's mark to fall in love with her. This must be some important backup plan, and he didn't believe he wouldn't have to pay the price for it.

"I didn't teach you for nothing, I have conditions." Xia Mi suddenly cut him off, "It's an exchange, will you accept it?"

Xia Mu swallowed her refusal, a hint of curiosity in her voice: "What kind of exchange?"

Xia Mi pointed to the magnificent villa complex below: "The underground veins of the Gattuso family's land are fluctuating abnormally. I suspect there are other kings here."

Xia Mu raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

Xia Mi nodded and said, "If I encountered other kings, I'm not sure I could survive, but you are the only one I can accept as an ally."

"Because the dragons are killing each other?" Xia Mu asked, somewhat puzzled. "Why have you been searching for other kings?"

Xia Mi glanced up at him: "Because I don't want the same outcome as Norton and Constantine."

"That's half of Norton's blood..."

“No, he is like me; he represents not power, but wisdom,” Xia Mi said.

Xia Mu suddenly understood many things. Sure enough, everything had a reason. Why did Xia Mi seek to cooperate with him? Because he seemed to be the most suitable person.

"So...you're not doing this to avenge me, are you?"

He suddenly felt a little lost... How pathetic.

A smile flashed in Xia Mixing's eyes.

"Who knows..."

Chapter 188 Xia Mi Who Doesn't Steal People

The second outfit is a short dress made of chiffon, without a back, but it's so short it barely covers the top of the thighs, while showing off her beautiful shoulders and delicate collarbones.

Girls are always exceptionally talented at showcasing their beauty. Erii turned around in front of the full-length mirror, then reached out and untied her long, coiled hair, letting it fall smoothly like rosy clouds. She then put on a pair of cute, snow-white mid-heeled shoes, which further accentuated her long, straight, jade-like legs.

She twirled in front of Xia Mu, like a snowman fairy who had descended to earth, ethereal and adorable, making one want to hold her in their arms and cherish her tenderly.

"Change to another set."

Xia Mu was unhappy because her skirt was too short and she was worried about accidentally exposing herself while dancing.

He brought out another short skirt, a beautiful pale yellow, that completely covered his shoulders.

He then found gray stockings and gray high heels to contrast with the warm-toned dress.

"Mumu, help me up."

Erii was wearing long stockings, but instead of sitting down, she turned her back to Natsuki and pressed her back against his chest.

Xia Mu reached out and supported her slender waist, gently inhaling the pleasant fragrance of her hair.

Erii pulled her small, adorable snow-white feet out of her slippers, then bent down and slid her long stockings from her toes down her instep and ankle, clinging to her delicate calves, past her knees, and tapering her rounded thighs.

Then came another one.

Calling these stockings isn't quite accurate, because they need to be pulled up to the waist, but calling them pants isn't right either.

Xia Mu remembered that the debate over whether pantyhose should be considered socks or pants had been brought up to the Supreme Court by two professors. In the end, the Supreme Court justice made the final decision: pantyhose, that's what it is!

Erii slipped her stockinged feet into her gray mid-heeled shoes, then slowly straightened up, lifting the edges of her pantyhose up to her waist until they were perfectly covered, before finally letting her skirt fall.

She took two steps away, then turned back, her small hand tracing circles along her flat stomach.

Xia Mu stared blankly.

"Hey! We've been waiting for you two! Still not here?!"

Just then, my phone lit up; a message from Nono had arrived.

Xia Mu checked the time and realized that half an hour had already passed.

He suddenly felt like canceling the ball, so he asked Erii to wear all of the hundreds of dresses in the row at once.

A beautiful and perfect girl, dressed in these haute couture clothes, looks stunning no matter what she wears.

However, considering what was going to happen tonight, Xia Mu reluctantly gave up this tempting idea.

This is a show you can't miss.

I just don't know if killing Old Tang directly counts as killing Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire.

There's also Constantine.

Xia Mu felt no sympathy for the two of them, unlike towards Xia Mi.

Although both of these dragon kings suffered quite a lot, the impressions they gave off were very different.

Old Tang is not as popular as Xia Mi.

"Here, wear this. I won't wear a long skirt tonight, so it won't be inconvenient to move around."

Natsuki still brought Erii that off-the-shoulder taffeta dress, paired with pure white crystal shoes, and then added leggings and flesh-colored pantyhose for her.

Apart from her beautiful shoulders, the rest of her body was completely covered up.

But actually, it makes no difference whether Erii wears flesh-colored stockings or not, because the main purpose of flesh-colored stockings is to cover up flaws in the legs, and she doesn't have any flaws at all.

Xia Mu simply changed into a white tuxedo and applied a little hair wax, and that was it.

Erii wasn't the only one with natural beauty; he was too.

A man who can effortlessly pull off a white suit is also exceptional.

As night falls, the Amber Pavilion lights up, its giant floor-to-ceiling windows illuminating the dazzling lights.

This is a villa with a Gothic spire, a roof covered with deep red tiles, and walls covered with granite from India.

Student council members, dressed in black formal attire with white handkerchiefs or deep red roses in their shirt pockets, stood in the corridor to greet guests.

"Not here yet?"

Caesar, dressed in a formal suit, stood at the end of the corridor, his hair shining like gold, a lace scarf in his collar studded with rhinestones, and a cold smile on his lips.

He didn't go out because Xia Mu hadn't arrived yet.

He never intended to treat scholars with respect; he wanted others to bow down in submission.

So he won't wait at the door; he'll appear after everyone else has arrived.

"Almost there, almost there. They said they're changing clothes," Nuonuo said, wearing a dark purple suit, a pale white silk blouse, and purple stockings, her expression nonchalant. "Xia Mu is just like you and Chu Zihang, always a bit of a lunatic. Don't get your hopes up too high. Only that loser Lu Mingfei is mine. I'll take care of him easily."

She squeezed her hands together, as if she were pulling Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Don't say that..."

Caesar put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "That's called leadership."

Nono rolled her eyes.

"coming!"

A commotion broke out at the entrance of the Amber Pavilion.

"Look! Their S-class pomp and circumstance is unmatched..."

Fingel and Lu Mingfei huddled in a corner, pointing and whispering.

"The two of them were dressed in full formal attire, without any obvious markings, but believe me, they weren't rented like us; they were custom-made at the highest level."

Natsuki and Erii walked side by side, hand in hand, with Erii wearing white gauze gloves on her small hands.