Led by Gris, the group walked into the game room.
However, after years of reforms, this place had changed drastically.
Clean and tidy floors, a relatively quiet hall, and surrounding the hall were various partitioned private game rooms.
Standing at the front desk were two very cute Demi-human ladies.
Gris looked at everything around him with mixed feelings; it was complicated, as if something was missing.
Sasha, seeing the changes here, couldn't help but feel sentimental as well.
She unconsciously recalled the time she first met Gris.
Back then, it was noisier and more approachable, but now the clamor was gone, replaced by quietness and distance.
Gris walked up to the counter and, looking at the unfamiliar receptionist, spoke.
"Where is Joe?"
The two staff members had noticed the group entering long ago and could tell Gris was someone extraordinary.
"To answer this guest, protecting our customers' privacy is our most basic duty, so please..."
"I am Gris."
"Fifth floor, 101."
...The group of dragons arrived at the fifth floor and pushed open the door; the lively scene inside formed a sharp contrast with the quietness outside.
"Bet on him! Bet on him!"
"What are you doing?"
"Holy crap! Do you even know how to play?"
"You little punk, don't even bother looking."
...Watching the excitement inside, Gris finally found that old feeling again.
However, the scene of the door opening didn't attract any attention from those inside.
Gris stepped inside, and the group of dragons slowly followed.
Joe, sitting in the seat of honor, naturally sensed the arrival of several dragons, but being in the middle of his excitement, he didn't pay them any mind.
This was both out of respect for the entertainment and driven by his own interest.
Just then, Gris placed his hand on a Lizardman's shoulder.
The excited Lizardman thought it was some spectator putting a hand on him and shrugged his shoulder in dissatisfaction.
"Yeah, yeah, don't do that."
But this didn't make Gris let go. Seeing this, the Lizardman looked up and met a pair of black vertical pupils and those black horns.
Such a being was either a Black Dragon dependent or that Great Lord himself; either way, it was someone he couldn't afford to provoke.
"Heh heh, this lowly one didn't know the Lord was here, I wonder..."
Others noticed this as well and turned their heads one after another.
Some veteran card players, seeing who it was, hurriedly bowed.
"Greetings, Great Lord Gris."
Joe also turned his head at this moment, a smile curling on his lips.
"Ever since Miss Sasha left, I haven't seen you here in a long time, Gris."
Gris pulled the Lizardman aside and sat down.
"Ah, it's like this. I wonder how much your skills have improved over these years?"
"Enough to crush you. But before that, these two are..."
Joe looked at Ailar and Seranthir. As a dragon himself, he could naturally sense that these two were extraordinary.
Gris also looked at them.
"Ah, these two are the Bronze Dragon Selathir and the Brass Dragon Ailar, respectively."
"What?!"
Joe suddenly stood up, looking at them in shock, then at Gris, Harmody, Sasha, and Fenni.
His brain stalled for a moment, not understanding how these guys had ended up together, and were getting along so... harmoniously?
Seeing Joe like this, Gris found it somewhat amusing.
"What's wrong? Why such a big reaction?"
"No... it's nothing. Let's start the game again..."
...As the night gradually darkened, Karen's call suddenly echoed in the mind of the napping Jona Velli.
"Sis, Big Sis, a group of vampires is rapidly approaching the Jesup Continent.
Among them are two Legendaries and three Demigods!"
"Big Sis, are you there?
Big Sis! what are you doing?
Hello? Hello?
Big Sis!"
"What are you howling for? I know. Mute yourself."
"Oh, oh, oh, heh heh. Do you need me to stop them?"
"No need."
"Got it~"
Jona Velli slowly opened her eyes; the first thing she saw was the dark brown ceiling.
"Is it already six o'clock?"
She muttered to herself. Just then, she felt a gripping sensation from inside the covers.
Jona Velli turned her head and happened to see those impressive breasts.
"Awake?"
A gentle, doting voice came from above. Jona Velli looked up speechlessly and met those fiery red vertical pupils.
"Let go."
"Uh... fine."
Friel looked embarrassed and reluctantly moved her hand away from Jona Velli's chest.
Jona Velli propped herself up and pulled back the covers, revealing her naked body.
"Aren't you bored? You didn't do anything weird while I was asleep, did you?"
An unnatural expression appeared on Friel's face as she averted her gaze.
"How could I?"
"Wait! You actually did? You didn't... get fresh with me, did you?"
"Uh, *cough cough*~, let's... let's not talk about that."
"No! You pervert! Wait, you... you... Aaaaaah!!"
"Here... and there!
I... Holy crap!
What... what on earth is all this?!!!"
..."Finally, we've arrived at the Jesup Continent."
A beautiful woman in a red dress floated high in the sky, wide bat wings growing from her back, as she quietly gazed at the distant mountains.
"Your Majesty, shall we go directly to White Crystal City now?"
"Of course, unless you want to spend the night here?"
"You are right to reprimand me, Queen."
A vampire attendant bowed respectfully, while the Vampire Queen Vivian looked back at the sea.
"However, I'm curious. Since when has that fellow been active so close to the Jesup Continent?
Truly strange."
"Forget it. The priority now is to quickly save my little sweetheart."
Saying so, Vivian flapped her bat wings toward the direction of White Crystal City.
Within a few seconds, she saw a prosperous City-state.
Vivian frowned slightly; to be honest, this place was somewhat different from what she had imagined.
No, to be precise, there was a huge, a very huge difference.
Dragons are well-known for what they are, especially these Chromatic Dragon.
Selfish, greedy, arrogant, conceited, cunning, and supercilious.
They often use fear to oppress all living things and enslave other creatures.
Therefore, this City-state should be filled with emotions like fear, terror, anxiety, and despair.
But Vivian could clearly perceive that such negative emotions were scarce; most of what she felt was peace, happiness, warmth, and concern.
"Strange."
This situation also piqued her interest.
"Whatever, the priority is to go see my little cutie first."
With that, Vivian locked onto a certain building and slightly curled her lips.
Meanwhile, the Little Kitten Blood Princess, Valena, had already had her bandages removed, and her body's injuries were mostly healed.
"Lord Mofana, her injuries are fully recovered, and she can be discharged at any time."
A Cat-eared Demi-human in a nurse's uniform stood respectfully to the side and spoke to Mofana.
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