After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

It would be fine if it was just a change in body appearance. Although it is a low-level organ of the human race, at least it looks beautiful.

However, recently, indescribable changes have been quietly taking place inside her body.

Ten days ago, she vaguely felt a pain in her lower abdomen. Upon closer inspection, she was horrified to find blood slowly flowing out of the indescribable pink crack.

At first she thought it was an accidental injury, but upon closer inspection there were no scars.

Then even more terrifying thoughts took over her mind.

Is this the kind of thing that fragile human women have to go through every month?

Valenie's breath hitched.

Just as humans could never accept living as single-celled organisms, the noble super-class dragons could not bear to actually become human women.

Transfiguration only changes her appearance into a human, she is still a dragon.

But the changes that were happening now made her shudder.

Is she really going to become a human?

Valenie disappeared into the corner like lightning, and appeared on a remote island a moment later, tremblingly regaining her true form as a dragon.

She stared intently between her legs, and finally felt relieved when she saw the smooth, jade-like milky white scales.

This must be a test from the great Dragon God!

Valenie looked serious and successfully convinced herself to accept the reality.

Although she was very reluctant, she still restored her human swordswoman form and returned to Gracia.

The elders of the Dragon Clan did not dare to leave, because they were wealthy and feared being liquidated by Roland.

The younger generation is reluctant to leave; they are lost in the hustle and bustle of the city.

Since neither the old nor the young were willing to leave, Valenie simply turned her attention to the middle-aged dragon people.

They may be married or single, but as dragon people living in human territory there are always many inconveniences.

People, the more unhappy their lives are, the more they hope for a chance to make things better.

Valenie decided to find them!

Valenie's next target is Nagel, a middle-aged dragon man who works as a security captain at a farm in the suburbs of Gracia.

This time she was not arrogant at all, but did her homework in advance.

Nagel, male, 39 years old, single, from a poor family, had never had a proper job or stable income before.

According to human standards, they belong to the standard lower-middle class of society.

This seemingly ordinary dragon uncle was a talented young man of the dragon tribe more than 20 years ago.

It is said that after he participated in a resurrection ceremony for the heart of the abyss dragon, he became increasingly depressed and no longer practiced hard, but just ate and waited for death.

No one knew what had happened to him that made him so decadent, but Valenie believed that a guy who was once so outstanding would not fall easily.

No matter how decadent a genius is, there is no reason for him to be a security captain for the rest of his life.

Valenie soon arrived at Mary's farm and saw a tall dragon man patrolling along the country road with a huge dog.

"Who?!"

The middle-aged dragon man turned around and shouted vigilantly.

This is a private farm far away from the city. Apart from vehicles harvesting crops and purchasing supplies, very few people come here.

He is very vigilant.

Seeing that the person coming was a pretty human girl, Nagel felt a little relieved, but soon became nervous again.

Because he saw the big sword behind the human girl.

The slightly exaggerated broadsword highlights the girl's identity as a samurai, and the gold-level adventurer badge on her chest represents her rank.

His intuition told him that this girl came here specifically to see him.

The middle-aged dragon man looked normal and calmly completed his work.

"This is Master Mag's private estate. If you don't have an appointment, please leave as soon as possible."

Although somewhat uneasy, Nagel performed his duties as a security guard well and warned the intruder.

"I don't know Mag, I'm here to see you, Nigel."

Valenie said calmly, taking off her sword and leaning it against a tree trunk by the roadside, spreading her hands to show that she had no hostility.

Looking into her clear and calm eyes, Nagel's originally serious face was filled with horror.

Heterogeneous colored pupils with erect pupils were clearly the mark of a high-level dragon.

He was just surprised that the big dog he was holding had already laid on the ground like a dead dog, not even daring to tremble.

Although Valenie did not release her coercion, she did not hide anything either. The dog had a keen sense of smell and could clearly sense the huge gap in life levels, so he immediately prostrated himself to show his submission.

Even the dog was like this, so Nagel could naturally feel Valenie's majestic aura.

"You are..."

Nigel wanted to reveal the other party's identity, but he was afraid that the other party would kill him to silence him, so the words froze on his lips.

"You guessed it right, I'm from Dragon Island in Antarctica."

"Antarctic Dragon Island..."

There was a glimmer of longing in Nagel's eyes, but also nine points of confusion.

"I am the Emperor's messenger, and I have come here specifically to look for my people scattered across the continent."

"Tribe members? You should look for the tribe leader or elders. I am just an ordinary person."

"An ordinary person? When did Shadowstrike Nagel become an ordinary person?"

This nickname made a hint of sharpness flash across the middle-aged dragon man's face, but it quickly disappeared.

He smiled and said, "Let's not talk about the past. The Titans once ruled the continent, but now we can only find them in history books. Let the past be the past."

Valenie looked at Nagel with a little more approval.

This person never mentioned the dragon clan in his words, but every word he said was about the dragon clan.

The Titans that once ruled the continent vanished, and the giant dragons retreated to a corner. Even such a powerful tribe could not live in the past, let alone the most outstanding young people of the Abyss Dragon Tribe.

Seeing that Valenie was unwilling to leave, Nigel simply made a gesture of invitation.

"Since you don't want to leave, come and have a cup of tea. Otherwise, you will go back and say that we Abyss Dragons don't know how to entertain guests."

Hospitality?

These guys really think of themselves as Gracians.

There are several houses next to the farm, one of which is a small house belonging to the dragon security captain.

After tying the big dog outside the door and calming it down, Nagel led Valenie into the room.

The room is not very big. Inside is the bedroom and study, and outside is the living room and dining room.

The kitchen was calm and tidy, with no signs of use.

A typical single man, Valenie thought silently.

Seeing Valenie's eyes drifting across the kitchen, Nagel felt a little uncomfortable and explained softly:

"Master Mag's manor is very big, and my work is very fulfilling, so I don't have time to cook for myself. Fortunately, the chef in the manor is quite skilled."

Valenie did not respond to this, but said calmly: "Nagel, you were once the number one genius of the Abyss Dragon Clan, why did you fall to this point?"

"Sunk?"

Nagel was stunned for a moment, then slowly said: "Although I can't see through your true strength, it is definitely not the quasi-fifth level as it appears on the surface."

Valenie did not answer directly, but simply said: "I am the emperor's envoy."

The dragon clan respects strength, so the strength of the emperor's envoy is naturally extraordinary.

Nagel asked softly, "Sir, from your knowledgeable perspective, can I live to see the Day of Annihilation?"

"There are chances, but not many." There was no need for Valenie to lie about such things.

"Then let's assume the most optimistic outcome. I can hold on until that day. Do you think I can surpass it?"

Valenie shook her head.

She doesn't want to deceive her compatriots. No means no, and no amount of chicken soup can change the outcome.

Although he knew this would be the result, Nagel's eyes still dimmed slightly after Valenie shook her head.

The Dragon King's special envoy is knowledgeable and experienced, so he naturally would not have any doubts.

Spreading his hands, the dragon uncle laughed and said self-deprecatingly: "Since working hard is meaningless, why not just lie down and enjoy life?"

"Are you enjoying life?" Valenie was surprised.

"if not?"

The corners of Nagel's mouth rose slightly, showing a little more smile.

"His Majesty Roland is also very kind to the tribesmen, and Master Mag is also very kind. It is difficult to find an environment more suitable for living than here."

"why?"

Valenie stared at Nagel and finally couldn't help asking.

Nagel knew what Valenie was asking. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly said, "More than 20 years ago, I followed my teacher to participate in the sacrificial ceremony to revive the Heart of the Abyss Dragon."

He sighed softly, recalling the unpleasant memories (see Chapters 86-90 for details).

He still can't tell whether the resurrection ceremony was a failure or a success.

His teacher and several fifth-level warlocks were all killed in the battle, and he was the only one among the young people who participated in the ceremony that day who managed to survive.

His last memory before he fell into a coma was that a human magician dressed in black used continuous and instantaneous large-scale magic bombardment to blow the team transporting the dragon heart into pieces.

He survived the shock wave of the explosion thanks to the amulet given by his teacher.

The sacrificial ceremony was interrupted, almost all the tribe's masters were killed, and the dragon heart disappeared.

It was an extremely failed operation, and it made the young Nagel completely depressed.

He gave up practicing.

So what if he has cultivated to the extreme? The greatest hope of the Abyss Dragon Clan is to revive the Abyss Dragon. Now that he has lost his dragon heart, what else can he cultivate for?

This is why the young genius at that time chose to give up practicing.

"Nagel, you shouldn't give up. The Heart of the Abyss Dragon has revived, and the Abyss Dragon has returned to the human world. You should improve yourself, serve the Abyss Dragon, and serve the tribe!"

Valenie tries to inspire Nagel's dead ambition.

"Of course I know the dragon has been resurrected."

Nagel said calmly: "This was originally my secret. Since you are the Dragon King's envoy, you have the right to know it. The Abyss Dragon is the Gracia Empire."

After pausing to review the lesson, he said quietly, "He is His Majesty Roland."

"You knew already?"

There was a hint of surprise in Valenie's eyes.

Nagel was also a little confused. He knew the truth by accident, but how did the envoy know it?

The two looked at each other for a moment, remained silent for a long time, and did not continue the topic.

Everyone has secrets that cannot be shared with others.

Seeing that Valenie wanted to say something, Nagel smiled and said, "Since you already know that the Abyss Dragon is Emperor Roland, there is no need to persuade me anymore."

"Roland is also a member of the tribe. He will return to Antarctic Dragon Island sooner or later. You can go to Antarctic Dragon Island before him to settle down, and then you can welcome him there." Valenie did not give up.

A glimmer of longing flashed in Nagel's eyes, but he still shook his head slowly.

Valenie thought he was worried about the people in the tribe who were unwilling to leave, so she quickly said, "Don't worry. Roland promised me that he would never make things difficult for the people who stayed."

"That's not what I meant. I certainly believe that His Majesty Roland will not embarrass his descendants. Your Excellency, have you seen His Majesty's eyes?"

"Eye?"

A sudden blush crossed Valenie's cheeks.