Chương 241: Reborn as the Dragon — Chapter 241 - The New Summoner
Reborn as the Dragon: The Princess Sacrifice Begins... · BZDXG · 247 chương · ~15 phút đọc · Tạo 03/09/2026
Just attacking a fortress could bring in that many rewards? Then why were they still grinding away every day, fighting those monsters to the death? At that moment, almost every player leader in the Starter Villages and Starter Towns fell into deep thought. They were all considering whether to follow the Sakura Players' example and launch an attack on the human empires of this other world. And whether the Sakura country players' strategy could be copied. Anlius was only a tiny country.
Its defenses were weak to begin with, so it wasn't hard for the Sakura Players to take a fortress. But not every player was surrounded by a small country. Some of them had massive, powerful top-tier empires nearby. Those were not nations they could just provoke on a whim. No matter what the players thought, one thing was clear to all of them. The instant the system announcement appeared, some balance in this "game world" had already been broken.
Within less than a week, players from multiple regional zones had begun launching wars of aggression, large and small, against the native countries around them. There were even signs of first contact with some of the more powerful empires they couldn't beat. The entire continent was already roiling beneath the surface, gradually sliding into chaos. And at that very moment, Su Nian was still in his Dark Sovereign Hall, hugging the little loli in his arms and sleeping like the dead.
He didn't care in the slightest about what was happening outside.
"Master, it's time for class... You?" Saliste walked into the room and said softly, but the moment she saw the scene before her eyes, she froze. It was not a sight for polite company. The elven girl in a sheer nightgown was nestled in the massive Black Dragon's embrace. However you looked at it, the whole thing was... suspicious. But she didn't dare say a word. After confirming her younger sister had died, and after spending a few days grieving, she had become a member of the Dragon's Nest.
Every day, her job was to teach Anna magic. She was only a Great Mage, but her knowledge was extremely deep. It was just that in this age of magic's decline, mages found leveling up far too difficult, which meant the vast store of magic knowledge in her mind had never really had a chance to be used.
"Roar... Oh? Time for class?" Su Nian woke from sleep, snorted a puff of gray smoke from his nostrils, rolled over, and casually lifted the drowsy Anna out of his arms.
"Brother?" The little loli rubbed her eyes, still not quite understanding what had happened. She had been dreaming at a critical moment. If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Brother had already turned into human form and taken off his armor. She'd even gotten herself ready. Unfortunately... Having her dream interrupted made her mood sink a little. She couldn't help puffing up her adorable pink cheeks in displeasure.
"I told you yesterday. From now on, you're spending half the day learning magic with Saliste. Only then can you fully bring out your talent," Su Nian reminded her simply.
"Talent?" Anna blinked her watery eyes. A little dejection showed in their depths.
"But Anna doesn't have the talent to advance into a High Elf at all. Back when I was in the Emerald Forest, I tried ten times. Ten times, and I still failed."
"Isn't it possible your talent just isn't in that area?" Su Nian gently brushed Anna's soft little face with the edge of his dragon wing and comforted her in a warm voice.
"Anyway, as long as you study properly with Saliste, you'll only get stronger and stronger. You definitely won't be any worse than those High Elves."
"Really?" Anna looked up at Su Nian. If anyone else had said that, she would never have cared. But if it came out of Su Nian's mouth, she was willing to believe it.
"Of course. When have I ever lied to you~" Su Nian grinned and thumped his chest in assurance. But the little loli curled her lips and gave him a teasing look. Then she shot back, "Brother has lied to Anna before~ It was when brother gave Anna a lollipop. Has brother forgotten?" Su Nian: "⊙ω⊙!!!" The atmosphere quickly turned awkward. He had been trying to encourage the little loli properly, but instead he'd been exposed on the spot. Where was he supposed to put his dragon face now?
Fortunately, the system notification sounded in his mind at just the right moment. It also pulled Su Nian out of that embarrassing situation. [Detected that a special NPC has issued a call to the host. Respond?] Another job. That was Su Nian's first thought. It had been a long time since the summon from Serestia. In between, Su Nian had received all kinds of summons, but he hadn't responded to any of them. The emotions behind those summons had varied. But despair and greed were the most common.
Even if Su Nian didn't go, he could pretty much guess what those summoners were facing. This time, though, it was different. The summoner's emotions carried helplessness and longing, like a prisoner sunk in a muddy swamp, waiting for a god to save her. It seemed she had pinned all her hope on this one summon. Not to mention, this was a summon from a special NPC. Last time he'd gone to Saint Olstead, he hadn't just finished the heart transplant. He'd also picked up plenty of benefits.
By now, Su Nian wasn't nearly as resistant to being summoned by special NPCs.
"Respond to the summon." Su Nian agreed without hesitation. Anyway, he had no intention of descending in his true form. With his current strength, sending a clone was enough to handle most problems. If that really didn't work, he could always go in person afterward. Same difference. [Please choose a descent mode.] [Descent mode selected.] [This teleportation requires 2000 System Points. Teleportation has begun. Please wait a moment.] A brilliant pale-purple light flared in front of Su Nian.
Then he felt a part of his soul being stripped away, and that stripped-away part was being sent to a faraway place. It was a bizarre sensation. It was like someone had cut off one of his dragon claws and taken it away, yet he could still control the claw and watch everything happening around it....... At the same time, in the Eirilan Empire. The Royal Colosseum.
"Kill her! Tear her apart! Skin her! Tonight I'll give you extra food, my precious!" The arena was roaring with noise. Several noble children dressed in fine clothes stood at the very front of the stands, gripping the railings, eyes blazing with anticipation, faces flushed with excitement. At the center of the arena, a little girl in ragged clothes, covered in blood, had been cornered by a Manticore. She had nowhere left to run.
The Manticore walked leisurely up to the little girl, its cold crimson eyes staring down at her with cruelty and greed. This monster, with a human face, a lion's body, dragon wings, and a scorpion tail, had an intense craving for human flesh and blood. It also loved tormenting its prey. Now it had had enough fun. This frail human child had been toyed with for more than an hour and no longer had the strength to move. It was time to tear her apart. It would fill its belly. And please its master.
The Manticore threw back its head and roared, then lunged, pinning the little girl to the ground. The little girl gritted her teeth and struggled. She wanted to run. But the Manticore was too fast. Its gaping jaws ripped off her arm in an instant. Warm blood sprayed everywhere. The Manticore shook its ferocious head, and the girl under its jaws was torn at like a broken rag doll. The cheers from the stands only grew louder and more chaotic.
Even in such pain, the little girl still bit her lip and did not let out a single sound. Her eyes, slowly stained with blood, looked toward the nobles in the arena stands. As if she wanted to carve every one of them deep into her memory. So that even if she fell into hell, she would never forget. ➤ Next: Was It You Who Summoned My Descent?

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