The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

The efficiency of the City Lord of Waterdeep City depends on the amount of gold coins brought to him by the transaction.

And Charlie's generosity was enough for her to quickly get a survey result worth one million gold coins.

Obviously, those who can gain a foothold in the dungeon are old fritters.

Talking about despising the drows to death, secretly sending 'nails' to them.

Charlie unfolded the parchment.

The black dragon was lying on the side, and Artemisia was sitting on the side picturesquely.

On her beautiful aqua blue dress was a cloth bag embroidered with a bear.

At this moment, the beautiful Artemisia was taking out a chocolate mosaic cookie from inside, biting into small bites, making a crackling sound of 'click' and 'click'.

Alfonstantin looked at his sister who hadn't made much money with complicated eyes.

I don't know what the old man thinks about the fact that his daughter came down and gained a ton of weight when she came home...

However, what His Highness was more concerned about was that Charlie looked at the sheepskin scroll with an increasingly terrifying expression.

Obviously, handing over a piece of parchment after taking a million gold coins, even the famous profiteer of the dungeon, the city owner, was a little embarrassed and flustered.

Although I am sorry that I have taken so much money, such services as more refunds and less compensation are obviously not in Julong's after-sales guide.

That being the case, let's stuff more 'material'!

Three generations of Skokie's life have been here.

How miserable the male drow is, Charlie has always just listened to it as a story.

But today, someone put a piece of parchment in front of Charlie.

The above is the life of such a male drow, the only difference is that the protagonist of this story is a person from her ideal land.

It was Scotch who easily put all the dark side of utopia on himself.

What Scorch is doing, people in Utopia have been secretly reporting to Charlie.

Obviously, Scorch's ability to show his talents in the parliament has a lot to do with Charlie's tireless guarantee behind the scenes.

Utopia is very beautiful, but maintaining such a beauty requires countless people to pay silently behind the scenes.

Not to mention that Scorch has always been the biggest contributor to Charlie's ability to easily manage Utopia just by sitting in the office and signing some documents.

But even if he is a citizen of Utopia, Charlie would not allow Scotch to be so wronged.

If you didn't know before, it doesn't count, but now that you know, let's settle the matter together!

Many plans flashed through his mind, but Charlie denied them one by one.

It's not because it's not perfect, but because the extremely protective Utopia Lord simply feels that such revenge is not enough to relieve his hatred.

...

Charlie and his party left Waterdeep Castle, but their whereabouts were soon reported to Sharanlock.

A dragonborn wearing epic armor faced Sharanlock sitting on the throne, City Master, they have already left.

Sharanlock raised his eyebrows slightly.

How many helpers did they hire?

That unlucky ghost named Scotch was probably captured and taken to the Spider Holy City to be the 'snack' for the Spider Queen.

Drow hates the white-skinned elves on the surface, but he should hate 'traitors' like Scotch even more.

Even if that little guy brought Cong Shen with him, he couldn't go to the Spider Queen's 'Carnival Party' to play trick-or-treating games.

It is true that the spider queen was a subordinate god of weaker divine power before her fall, but after she gave her ex-husband a green hat and was kicked out of the elven god system, she established her own family.

Now this crazy woman with the appearance of half spider and half dark elf is the real power of the main god.

Princess Yinlong of His Majesty Dragon God's family is really stupid and called the door, and the Dragon God's family probably wants to have a daughter.

As for things like asking parents to help if you can't beat it...

Sharanlock sneered, indicating that the dungeon and the Masters of the Gods on the astral world would also suffer in Rose's home court.

At that time, it would be a big joke if the main god was hacked to death by a mad woman in the lower plane.

In particular, the elf god system was played off before, and an Eilistraee who shared the belief of the dark elves died, so that now Rose's divine power has directly increased to a higher level.

In the dungeon, Sharanlock dared to bet with a gold coin, no, with a silver coin... forget it, or with a copper coin!

Rose alone has no pressure on the two main gods of the lower realm.

Hit three and you won't lose!

Four were in a bit of a panic, and five she could go to the next plane to avoid the limelight with her old friend.

In short, if the main god of the star world does not come down to a regiment, don't even think about ranting against Rose, the queen of the spider.

In Shylan Locke's eyes, this little girl took a god to find her, hired more cannon fodder, disturbed the spider queen's line of sight at a critical moment, caught her by surprise, and left safely after saving her. very big.

But...they didn't hire adventurers.

Sharanlock didn't care much, Oh, maybe I gave up, right? Fortunately, I gave the little girl a little more information, otherwise she will come to refund the money if I don't keep it all.

Tsk, take out one million gold coins at every turn, it's really generous, the big fat sheep on the surface is rich.

Talking to himself, Sharanlock raised his hand, and a golden wine glass inlaid with rubies flew out from the scattered pile of golden treasures beside the throne of the lord of the city.

The dragonborn below was very discerning, and immediately went forward to take a red wine bottle from the city lord, and filled Sharanlock with wine.

When he was halfway pouring the wine, he suddenly remembered: Speaking of which, that human went to the Adventurer's Association to buy a piece of information.

Sharanlock drank a big mouthful of the surface wine he bought from the goblin, and glanced at his hesitant subordinate, telling him to speak quickly without hesitating.

That...they bought a piece of information about the illithids.

puff--!

...

After leaving Waterdeep City, Artemisia turned into a silver dragon and went straight to the drow tribe's stronghold closest to Waterdeep City according to Charlie's instructions.

The situation is urgent, His Highness and Charlie temporarily 'truce'.

To be precise, Charlie unilaterally stopped the cold war with His Highness.

The black dragon lay on Charlie's shoulders.

The tail coiled around Charlie's neck like a winter scarf, so that half of her face was buried in the cold black dragon tail.

Finally caught up, His Royal Highness felt a little more at ease in the irritable period.

It's like a large pile of gold coins that can only be watched and guarded with red eyes all the time. Today, it can be regarded as comfortable to roll on it.

The cultural difference made Charlie very puzzled, what does His Highness mean by being so lazy that he wants to 'louch' on girls' shoulders.

Artemisia is glad that she has become a temporary 'transportation tool'.

Otherwise, she would be forced to force tons of 'dog food' at this time.

What are your plans? His Highness asked softly.

Charlie pointed to the small drow gathering place marked on the map, First, I plan to kill the mistress of this house.

The black dragon gently brushed away a strand of wind-torn hair with the tip of its tail, quietly waiting for the next words.

Based on his understanding of his own women, the Spider Queen probably had to shed a layer of skin this time.

Then... I will also be the mistress of the drow. As for the gifts to bring to the ceremony...

I think the cowhide that Zall blew before is not bad~

The Spider Queen has held so many festivals, which one can take out illithids as sacrifices?

Your Highness: ...

A dignified master god, after coming to the dungeon, everyone is saying how scary the spirit sucker is, and I'm not worth it for her.

Isn't Utopia's slogan 'be willing to help others'?

I think this definition is narrow. We can and are willing to help God, haha. Charlie smiled brightly, and started to roll up the sheepskin roll in his hand and put it in the storage ring.

At the same time, His Highness received Artemisia's telepathic voice.

[Should I say hello to Father God in advance? 】

Artemisia took His Highness's self-esteem into consideration, and expressed in a euphemistic way that she had already given up on being a god, and that His Highness was still in a weak stage, so if she couldn't do it, she should call her father.

But His Highness's reaction was mediocre, and he just replied lightly: 【I can still handle it. 】