112: Radmovin: JP? I'm so mad

"Roar!"

Clarissa heard a dragon's roar and looked into the distance, where a faint black shadow could be seen flying across the sky.

From time to time, similar black shadows flew by.

These were all dragons!

Clearly, in this world, dragons were truly a very common existence!

"This world... is quite interesting!" Clarissa smiled slightly, deciding to find the nearest human city to experience the local customs and traditions of this world.

She wondered what the people of this world looked like. Would they all have some dragon features, such as dragon scales, dragon eyes, or dragon horns? Clarissa thought, slowly flying up, picking a random direction, and soaring off.

As Clarissa flew, a dragon suddenly flew towards her, head-on.

...

Radmoven, he was a red dragon, a fire dragon, and had lived for over three hundred years.

He had just eaten a few dragon beasts and, feeling full, was preparing to fly back to his nest. If possible, he wanted to mate, but unfortunately, there were no "pretty" female creatures nearby.

The dragons in this world were similar to the dragons in Western fantasy, but also different in many ways.

For example, dragons in this world did not have the habit of collecting shiny things.

The dragons here were still very much like humans; each dragon had a very different personality and different preferences. They had commonalities, but not many.

As Radmoven flew, he suddenly saw a dragon ahead... Oh no, it seemed to be a dragon in human form? When Radmoven got closer and saw the other party's appearance, he was astonished!

That golden hair, that face! Oh my god! In his over three hundred years of dragon life, he had never seen a few female dragons this beautiful! No, it was a female human, seemed to be called a woman, right? Don't let Radmoven's three hundred years of life fool you; as a long-lived species, living long didn't mean becoming "wise with age."

On the contrary, because of their long lifespans, they were extremely monotonous and bored.

Moreover, a dragon's power, as it grew with age, would continuously strengthen and undergo qualitative changes after reaching a certain growth stage.

Otherwise, how could it be said that dragons were a "perfect" existence?

No! Such a wonderful existence, I must mate with her! Radmoven didn't even consider whether the other party was already mated or not.

After all, dragons didn't care about that; even if they were mated, they would still "mess around" because the fertility rate was simply too low.

A minority of dragons would be "monogamous," but most dragons didn't care about it.

Radmoven transformed into a robust young man with red hair, and his clothes were made from his dragon scales.

"Hello! Beautiful lady! Allow me to introduce myself, I am Radmoven!"

...

"Hello! Beautiful lady! Allow me to introduce myself, I am Radmoven!"

Clarissa watched as the red dragon transformed into a human, then politely stopped her and spoke.

"Is something wrong?" Clarissa looked at the other party curiously. So this was a dragon... It was interesting that he could transform into a human! And he had no dragon-human features... Clarissa saw that the other party was observing her, and she was observing him too.

Radmoven scrutinized Clarissa up close, and the more he looked, the more excited he became.

Such a perfect creature! She was simply the embodiment of "beauty" bestowed by heaven!

Clarissa was already exceptionally beautiful, and as her strength grew, her temperament and body became even more perfect. Coupled with years of sword practice and the influence of dragon blood, Clarissa could be called perfect in every aspect!

She was breathtakingly beautiful!

"Um, beautiful lady, would you be willing to mate with me? I'm incredibly strong!" Radmoven said to Clarissa. "This dragon! Is just this direct! Mating! It's not shameful!"

"???" Clarissa stared at the other party in confusion. Was mating the way people greeted each other in this world? If so, she could draw her sword.

"I am the great Radmoven, a noble red dragon! I have lived for over three hundred years! My status, position, and strength are all worthy of you! If possible, we could become mates!" Radmoven spoke excitedly. Such a beautiful existence, just looking at her made him excited. If he could mate once and become mates, wouldn't he be able to do so every day?

"I think you've given me a bit of a misunderstanding about this world." Clarissa drew the longsword from her waist.

"A sword? No, no, no! Beautiful lady, as a dragon, we don't need to use human weapons!" Radmoven watched Clarissa draw her sword, still not believing she was going to attack him. After all, he was the great Radmoven! A red dragon in his prime, over three hundred years old!

Dragons have many stages: first, the egg, which goes without saying.

Then: hatchling (0-5 years), wyrmling (6-15 years), juvenile (16-25 years), adolescent (26-50 years), young adult (51-100 years), adult (101-200 years), mature (201-400 years), old (401-600 years), very old (601-800 years), ancient (801-1000 years), venerable (1001-1200 years), and primordial (1201+ years).

And Radmoven was in the category of a mature dragon, over 300 years old.

"But this sword is quite pretty. Is it a gift for mating? Hmm, I don't have anything on me, but we can go to my nest to mate. Then, you can choose any of my treasures!" Radmoven said to Clarissa.

Clarissa immediately unleashed a sword strike.

She used no techniques, only pure power.

Terrifying sword qi erupted.

Radmoven saw Clarissa directly attacking him and quickly dodged to the side.

Clarissa had attacked, so how could Radmoven not know that Clarissa had rejected him?

"No, no, no! Even if we don't mate, our friendship can remain! We can be friends! As long as you want to mate, my door will always be open for you!" Radmoven still hadn't given up the idea of mating.

Clarissa had a headache. Were all the people, oh no, all the dragons in this world like this? Clarissa didn't know the "customs" of this world, and Radmoven, despite his words, seemed to genuinely have no "malice."

Furthermore, it was Clarissa's first "trip," so she was hesitant to act rashly.

She merely made a casual move, a warning.

And Clarissa could feel the power on the other party; this world was a level 3 world!

Although she didn't know what kind of level 3 world it was, regardless, as a level 3 world, its combat power was definitely not low.

Especially the ceiling; the level of a world was clearly greatly influenced by its combat power ceiling.

While combat power couldn't represent everything, it could express many aspects of a world's extent. For example, the upper limit of this world, being able to nurture such existences, surely meant it was extremely high in all aspects.

Resources, spiritual energy (elements), and so on; otherwise, it wouldn't be able to nurture such existences. A clever housewife cannot cook without rice.

Radmoven looked at Clarissa; the other party had stopped after attacking. A thought couldn't help but rise in his mind: "How about... we exchange contact information?"