I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 829

Chapter 42: A Snow Before Shame

Claudia was completely oblivious to Roy’s unusual demeanor, getting more and more animated as he spoke.

He suddenly pointed at Roy, his eyes sharper and tinged with greed: “And the blood of the False King!”

“It was a disgrace for our Evil Dragon Society not to offer you up to the Flame King back then, but look at this—today, you come knocking on my door!”

“Heh, even though our supreme Dragon King has regained his peak and no longer needs your filthy bloodline, today, I will capture you alive and present you to my king as a welcoming gift, to cleanse that shame!”

Roy didn’t miss the detail in the other’s words, frowning slightly: “Dragon King? Isn’t Bahamut the king of the dragon clan?”

The Dragon King was dead, leaving only a wisp of lingering soul.

So who now commands the entire dragon race?

“Heh, once I offer you up to my king, you’ll find out!”

As soon as he finished, Claudia pushed off the ground and vanished in an instant.

A terrifying aura erupted, like a ferocious beast charging, sending shivers down the spines of the fortress guards.

But just when they were about to draw their swords to assist, they saw Roy give a slight wave of his hand.

The Golden-Winged Griffin remained unfazed, and the members of the Lionheart faction led by Choc had no intention to intervene, leaving the knights who had never witnessed Roy’s strength before startled.

Their opponent was the leader of the Evil Dragon Society, a being on par with a Sequence 5 Fallen! There were only a handful of extraordinary beings in the whole kingdom capable of standing against it!

Even the most talented hero of the Western Continent truly didn’t need help?!

They would soon find out the answer.

A punch fell, echoing like thunder.

Roy’s feet sank slightly as the ground beneath him was torn apart by an invisible shockwave, yet he remained motionless, raising a hand to firmly catch the opponent’s fist.

In Claudia’s astonished gaze, Roy smiled in relief.

“Though we’re both heads of cults, you’re not nearly as capable as that Necromancer.”

“What does…?!”

It indeed was possible.

A Sequence 5 Iron-Skinned was comparable to dragon scales, and with the enhancement of the Evil Dragon Blood Armor, Roy’s physical attributes were good enough to match the cultists using dragon blood!

With another punch thrown, the air shattered, the ground upheaved, but Claudia was sent staggering backward, his footing thrown into chaos.

This was just the beginning.

Roy relentlessly pursued, throwing punch after punch, each one sounding like a rolling thunder, raining down on the enemy.

But Claudia was no slouch either.

Relying solely on blunt force made it tough to penetrate dragon scales. Claudia quickly shook off his initial shock and steadied himself, countering with his own attacks.

With their exchanges of punches, the two, relying purely on brute strength, wove a terrifying storm that turned the ground and walls into a battered mess.

“Roar roar roar! (As expected of big brother!)”

“Keep it up! That’s the way!”

Unlike Cheese and Choc, who were used to watching Roy fight, the knights who had remained in the kingdom could hardly believe what was happening in front of them.

Veszyra’s strong bloodlines were plentiful, but aside from the explosively powerful Lionheart, was there really someone who could match the Evil Dragon Society‘s heretics purely with physical strength?!

Mind you, even the Ironblood Marquis needed a sword in hand to stand a chance against a dragon!

With another heavy punch, both sides were pushed back.

Roy rubbed his stiff neck, moving his body with a hint of regret: “Looks like I still can’t solve you without a weapon.”

Claudia, clutching his bruised and swollen face from the initial blows, gritted his teeth: “Arrogant brat.”

“Ironblood may be strong, but how will you respond now?”

“Let me show you what a dragon truly is!”

Claudia bent forward, raising his hand, his aura roaring high like flames fueled by a storm, a chilling blue light flickering in his eyes.

The leader of the Evil Dragon Society transformed for the first time since its inception, signaling the end of the probing phase.

In the next moment, Claudia’s figure vanished from the sight of Cheese, Choc, and the knights.

Only the chilling light remained.

When he reappeared, a pair of terrifying claws, measuring two meters, wrapped in bone-chilling cold, rushed forth amidst howling winds and snow.

Figures crossed over, sharp and piercing.

Everyone felt as if their pupils were stung by the blinding flash, unable to imagine what might happen to Roy facing this horrifying strike.

But when they opened their eyes again, one claw’s fingertip had already flown off, splattered with blood, along with the sound of Claudia’s half-stopped scream of agony.

There stood the leader of the Evil Dragon Society, clutching his wounded dragon claw, his face filled with alarm.

Meanwhile, Roy was covered in frost but had no significant injuries, calmly shaking the blood off his dragon tooth sword.

The shouts led by the griffin rose again.

A flock of dragons hovered anxiously in the air, but due to the terrifying sword light, they didn’t dare to land for assistance—the griffin knights circling above wouldn’t give them the chance either.

“What… what did you do?”

“Just like you said, the power of dragons is indeed mighty.”

“However, I might know just a tad more about it than you do.” Roy twirled the blade in his hand, casually wiping away the cold on his body.

Iron-Skinned could match dragon scales, but it couldn’t withstand adequately sharp dragon claws, unless reinforced by the Evil Dragon Blood Armor.

Of course, with other dragon powers, even double-layered defense wouldn’t be completely safe.

But who told this guy to use ice?

With Cold Resistance on, unless encountering suppression on bloodline level or something like the Ice Spirit, Roy truly wasn’t afraid of any ice-related extraordinary abilities!

Claudia, who could not bend the situation to his favor, began to feel anxious.

As time went on, more and more knights were arriving to assist the kingdom.

And Claudia finally realized that the subordinates he sent seemed unable to take care of Charlotte quickly, instead getting embroiled in heavy fighting.

“I know you’ve stolen the powers of the noble dragon clan, but when could you defend against ice—”

“Enough! It’s nothing but dirty tricks of the blood of the false king!” Claudia seethed, his face twitching with a tangible hatred.

“But such a counterfeit can never stand against true dragon power!”

“Let me show you our perfect form after receiving the divine grace!”

In the next instant, all of his brazen aura converged and compressed into one point within Claudia’s body.

“Tsk!”

Roy’s expression darkened, and for the first time in this battle, he decided to strike.

With a sword slash, it should have been indestructible dragon tooth blade, but at the moment of contact, it was frozen by the cold and shattered against the layers of silver-blue dragon scales on Claudia.

Claudia’s voice became hoarse, and his mouth finally cracked into a grin that no human should possess.

“Witness the might of the dragon, mortal.”