After defeating the knights and Charlotte successfully rescuing the slaves during the battle, the group still searched around in case any other slaves were being kept somewhere.They managed to save races like humanoid lizards, orcs, goblins, dwarves, and, surprisingly, elves.They also brought out the dead bodies of some slaves and burned their bodies since they couldn't give them a proper burial. Everyone was sad at this moment, but they all gave the dead the one minute of silence they deserved with the belief that the dead people's souls are free now.Elvis moved all the rescue slaves into the domain plane, and while they made their way back home, Elvis couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.He was a dragon, yes, but he was also part of something greater.He was part of a team of friends, each with their own unique strengths and abilities, working together to make a difference in the world. And for that, he was especially grateful for the fact that no one died.As the sun rose on
Williams, the chubby man and one of the royal ministers of the kingdom, sat in his office with a worried expression on his face.His rotund figure was draped in rich, dark robes, adorned with golden threads, and adorned with precious gems.The room was spacious, with ornate decorations and plush furnishings.A grand desk made of dark oak sat in the center of the room, surrounded by high-backed chairs and plush sofas. The walls were lined with shelves filled with leather-bound books and ancient tomes, and a large fireplace blazed in the corner, casting flickering light across the room.Despite his wealth and position in the kingdom, his mind was consumed by worry and fear, as he pondered the unknown forces that had recently wrought destruction upon the dark trade market - a market that he was heavily involved in.Williams' butler, a tall man with a sallow face and a stoic expression, entered the room. "Your son, Richard, is here to see you, sir," he announced, stepping aside to allow t
A few weeks had passed since the whole dark destruction incident; the town had stopped talking about it, but the king had not forgotten about it because investigations were still ongoing.Richard finally contacted Elvis; he had to wait for weeks before he could do that because he had the feeling that his father might be watching him."I am sorry, master, for taking so long to report back to you," he said.They were both currently in a bar; Richard wore a gray hoodie to prevent people from recognizing him."No, it's ok, so have you discovered something useful?" Elvis asked."Yes, my father seems worried about someone, so I did some digging and found that he also has private slave cells underground in our mansion where he keeps them; even the monarch doesn't know about it," Richard explained."Pfft….What!" Elvis spit his drink out of his mouth."Yes, master; although I know father sells slaves behind the king's back without taking them to the dark trade, I was shocked to find that he als
The following day, Elvis departed from his domain and embarked on a journey towards the demi-kingdom. Choosing to travel on foot instead of soaring through the air, he sought to avoid the potential detection and subsequent complications that could arise from flying during daylight hours.As the night fell, after a long and arduous journey and taking time to nourish himself and rest, Elvis spread his massive, bat-like wings and ascended into the sky, soaring towards his destination.Within a few hours, Elvis heard the voice of a person in distress: "Someone, please help me." Hearing that voice, he halted his movement in the sky."Someone is in trouble." Elvis mumbled and activated his eagle eye, scanning the area for the source of the voice.Upon visual confirmation of individuals confining a captive woman in a mountain cave, he promptly made his way to the location to render aid.Meanwhile,(All hail the god of death.)(All hail the god of death.)(All hail the god of death.)A group
Ready for a fight once again, his wings spread wide as he marched forward. The lich, sensing the impending danger, lifted his skeletal hand and summoned a dark aura around him.The two powerful beings clashed in a burst of energy, their auras colliding in a blast that sent shockwaves throughout the cave. The hooded men were thrown backward, tumbling to the ground as Elvis and the lich locked horns in a fierce battle.Elvis, with his powerful wings, swooped down and attacked the lich with a barrage of punches and kicks. The lich, with his dark magic, countered with powerful bolts of energy and blasts of dark fire.The two fought on, their powers growing stronger with each passing moment. Elvis' aura was a brilliant golden light, while the lich's was a dark, menacing shadow. The two clashed, their powers colliding in a dazzling display of magic and power.While on the altar, the woman was also looking towards Elvis, and seeing his display of power and wings at his back, her heart began
A girl could be seen running in a large hallway as she barged into a room.The room appears big and looks fancy, with a king-size bed in it and a chandelier hanging on the roof."Princess, I saw him!" The maid shouted when she got in."Why did you barge into my room like that, Anabelle?" A girl sitting elegantly on her chair, reading a book, inquired of the girl who had barged in, as she closed her book and gently put it down."I am sorry, princess Elena," the girl said."Anyway, speak," Elena said, noting Anabelle's unusual behavior."I saw him," she said."Saw who?" Elena asked."The dragon, but this time around, he is a human," Anabelle said."Have you gone crazy?" Elena thought Ana had gone insane; how could such a large dragon transform into a human?"I am not lying, princess; that same necklace that we saw on the dragon, the boy wears the exact same thing; even the pendant attached to it is similar.""Are you certain of what you are saying? Don't play tricks on me, Ana," Elena w
"I don't like sword being pointed at me" Elvis said, his expression changed."Tsk, do you think we are joking with you here!" Han shouted in anger."You people are nothing, but mere scums" Elvis taunted them.Han, a burly man with a menacing expression, finally erupted in anger as he swung a massive fist at Elvis. The young man, Elvis, however, was quick on his feet and effortlessly sidestepped the punch, delivering a sharp counter-jab that sent Han stumbling backwards.The second assailant was a bit more cunning, attempting to catch Elvis off guard by lunging at him with a knife. But Elvis was prepared and deftly dodged the weapon with a nimble leap, following up with a powerful roundhouse kick that sent the attacker hurtling across the alley.The final attacker was the most dangerous of the group, a wiry man with a sinister glint in his eyes. He launched a flurry of punches and kicks, moving with incredible speed and ferocity. Despite the intense barrage, Elvis remained unfazed, co
Elena and Ana looked each other in the eyes, confused."Isn't that tea you made?" Elena asked. "It's black tea, princess," Ana responded. 'Maybe dragons don't like tea; I hope I haven't offended him,' Elena thought, her face were flushed. Elvis noticed her worried expression and quickly said, "Sorry about that, I am not used to this kind of tea; from where I came from, tea is just the combo of milk and chocolate powder with hot water." "Oh, yes, some people call it hot chocolate as well back on earth; I guess different teas for different countries and cultures,' he reasoned. "Eh, what's cho-em-co-late?" Elena inquired; that word seemed to spike her interest. "Ah, don't worry about that," Elvis said, rubbing his nose. "Where did you come from? You said earlier, from where you came from," and Elena asked another curious question. 'What's with these questions? It feels like I am being interrogated by the police.' "Did I? It's nothing, that's just me spewing out nonsense. Why did