Xiluo and Gordon looked disdainful.
"Little dragon brat.
Have you ever heard this saying?
Life is like rape.
If you can't resist, just enjoy it.
At least that way, you can live a little more happily."
With that, Xiluo turned and left.
Ignoring Kahn's incessant curses, he returned to the underground vault, and life went on as usual.
Only...
Outside Niro City, dragons continued arriving in an endless stream to join them...
The [Continent Hero Legend] cards also went on sale in other kingdoms, one after another.
In these remote kingdoms...
Xiluo's reputation carried far less weight.
Quite a few conflicts broke out.
Most, however, ended in victory for Xiluo's caravans.
These caravans had large numbers of elite troops with dragon transformation.
Ordinary people simply could not handle them.
And most of the powerful had heard something of Xiluo and Niro City's strength.
Only a handful of reckless powerhouses killed or wounded many people from Niro City's caravans.
Because of this...
Xiluo personally took action to seek justice for his people.
He also flexed his muscles a little.
After killing those reckless fools...
He destroyed a stretch of mountains and an island with a single strike before finally quelling the restless impulses of certain kingdoms' experts.
And so...
Niro City's development advanced rapidly.
Soon...
Another six years had passed...
Niro City, already extremely bustling, looked even more prosperous.
Tall buildings stood in dense rows.
On the roads...
Magic-powered automobiles and beast-drawn carriages traveled in orderly fashion.
On the streets, pedestrians wore radiant smiles as they chatted and looked at the vendors calling out from the roadside and the shops.
Everything...
Had a faint, strange, harmonious beauty that combined modernity and fantasy.
On a certain bustling street...
Alice, who had been granted live streaming abilities by a god, was chatting away