I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 828

Chapter 41: Ridiculous Bluster

Amid the panicked refugees, a black-haired young boy moved against the tide.

The initial cult attack happened in the refugee resettlement area, but the Faithful of the Evil Dragon, known as the Cult of the Evil Dragon, could transform into dragons. They weren’t aimlessly slaughtering everyone nor seeking direct confrontation; instead, they spread out deliberately, using their flying mobility to dash around chaotically.

With mages and clerics coordinating, the infantry had enough defense but lacked offensive power.

And if the dragons were determined to escape, even griffon knights would have a hard time catching up.

Sure enough, these guys had ulterior motives!

As an old acquaintance of the cult, Roy already knew these folks were not exactly sane, but they weren’t brainless either. There was no way they’d go through all this trouble just to die for nothing.

So Roy made a beeline for the internal fortress.

However, it wasn’t long before dragons noticed him and swooped down from the sky to attack.

The shrill dragon roar was followed by the flash of swords, turning into screams in an instant.

But for Roy, a Sequence 9 dragon was no threat at all; he could take them out with one strike each, though it did slow him down significantly.

“Tch, what a hassle.”

“Cheese! What you heard was… huh?”

The hearing of the Stormwind Griffin wasn’t exceptional, but they could pick up on the whistle carrying their master’s extraordinary presence from miles away and would rush to respond immediately.

Calling in griffon, even worked better than whistling.

The problem was, just as he was about to shout, a ball of golden lightning tore through the night sky, going head-to-head with the dragon.

Roy casually tossed out a sword, activating Body as Sword, and by the time the blade passed, he had already landed on Cheese.

Roy exclaimed with delight, “Good job, just in time!”

After the cult’s attack, many griffons broke free from their reins to fly up and fight or chase after their master’s aura.

Even the so-called False King, who had multiple blessings, wasn’t all-powerful. Having such a reliable mount was certainly quite convenient!

“I can’t believe you got here so fast.”

Cheese looked up and replied, “Of course, protecting Cake is my mission!”

“Not bad, but…??? Wait, did you get something mixed up?!”

After casually slicing down a dragon that attacked, Roy sighed, “Isn’t it possible that you should have come to protect me first?”

As Cheddar soared over the incoming dragon’s head, it glanced at the dragon carcasses Roy had slashed apart on the ground, rolling its eyes, “Bro, are you sure you need protection?!”

Roy was at a loss for words and couldn’t retort.

But really, thinking about girls while being so irresponsible! It was like he was totally learning the wrong lessons!

With the griffon knight beneath him, the speed was entirely different.

Roy unleashed Dragon Might, causing the nearby dragons to momentarily pause.

That fleeting opening was immediately seized by Cheese, who dashed at full speed, sparkling with a dazzling light, breaking free from the encirclement and leaping across half of the fortress, successfully arriving below the lord’s hall.

The dragons had already infiltrated the fortress, occupying many spots on the ground and in the sky. Their sizes were even more massive than the ones encountered earlier, clearly the main force of this attack.

Many soldiers and members of the Lionheart faction had arrived for support but were fiercely held back by members of the Cult of the Evil Dragon.

“Roar!”

The massive black and white dual tigers let out earth-shattering roars as they charged, trampling the dragons beneath their feet or smashing them with a swipe, like unstoppable war machines with thunder rolling behind them.

Being chosen as a personal maid by the knightly family of the Lionheart Kingdom wasn’t just about looks.

Orc warriors, upon transforming, surpass others of the same bloodline in physical and extraordinary power; Choc and Vanilla were considered top-tier within the Lionheart faction.

However, with a terrifying aura bursting forth, the twin thunderbolts were abruptly halted in place.

A lean, silver-haired middle-aged man spread out his arms, single-handedly stopping the two great beasts.

He looked up and sneered.

“Lowly livestock, let’s see you pay the price for baring your fangs at the Dragon Kin!”

The shockwave erupted.

Pure brute force sent the two beasts hurtling backward!

The place where the beasts landed was right in the midst of a group of knights. Seeing two colossal figures charging at them, everyone immediately shouted curses and scrambled for cover.

But just as they were about to be flattened, the black-haired boy descended from the sky.

With his own hands outstretched, it seemed like there was a great sound, but no massive impact came.

Roy firmly caught both tigers, who then transformed into petite catgirls in his grasp.

The members of the Lionheart faction burst into applause, regaining their morale.

“The oath-keeping knights specializing in exterminating cultists have arrived, now prepare to meet your demise!”

The fortress guards watched with rapidly blinking eyes.

Can’t say it’s surprising that the princess has her eyes on this guy; casually catching such heavyweight beasts really isn’t simple!

“Uh, um, young master, please take care of this.”

“Wah, that guy hit my face! Young master, teach him a lesson for me!”

“Alright, alright, got it.”

Roy set down the catgirl who appeared bashful or wronged, and cracked his knuckles as he faced the distant gray-haired man.

He was also the source of the most massive aura within the fortress.

Roy’s gaze swept past him, confirming the crimson flames inside the fortress and Charlotte’s presence before he turned to size up his opponent.

“You’re the head of the Cult of the Evil Dragon?”

“Indeed. I am Silver Claudia, a loyal servant of the Dragon Clan, also the one closest to the purebred Dragon Kin in this world!”

Roy raised an eyebrow in disdain, “Being a slave and being so proud? You cultists are still as crazy as ever.”

Silver looked puzzled, “To me, failing to understand the greatness of the Dragon Clan and clinging to these fictitious meanings of country, ruler, and bloodline is utterly foolish.”

“Ha ha, my favorite thing to do is crush your pathetic views, making you realize how fragile and ridiculous your precious ideals are!”

“Just like now, when my underlings take the Lionheart Princess’s head, you will feel such humiliation and sorrow; just imagining it is comparable to the pleasure of a mother dragon’s favor!”

“You’re asking for it!”

Several knights from Lionheart shouted in rage, their tempers flaring.

But only Roy’s expression turned complex.

Not because of the insane words about wanting to mate with the mother dragon that the opponent spat out, but because…

“Are you sure your subordinates can handle Charlotte?”

Besides the cult leader before him, Roy only sensed one Sequence 6 aura, and he couldn’t help but ask.

“Didn’t you hear? Frostclaw was defeated at her hands; one Sequence 6 isn’t quite enough, right?”

He initially thought the other side must have some hidden scheming, but to his surprise, Claudia merely sneered, “Save your ridiculous bluster!”

“Your princess is merely Sequence 6; in a fair match, the noble dragon powers cannot lose!”

“As for Sir Frostclaw, you used despicable schemes to surround and ambush him, then packaged it as a mighty blow! Utterly shameless! There’s no more to say; once my underlings take down your princess, your lies will crumble!”

Listening to the beast’s indignant reprimand while recalling the terrifying scene of Charlotte scattering dragon scales with a single punch, Roy couldn’t help but show a hint of faint pity towards his opponent.