I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 877

Chapter 90: Out of Control

With the vibrant atmosphere created by Naz, Charlotte was in a serious dilemma.

She had just wanted to sneak up and whisk Roy away from the crowd for a little private time, but now, she couldn’t escape at all.

Sticking together in front of so many people was just too shameless!

But when the Black-Haired Boy extended his hand toward her, smiling gently, Charlotte felt her heart warm up. She overcame her shyness and allowed her slightly blushing fingertips to fall into his palm.

The aunt-like gazes from the crowd had been burning her cheeks since earlier, but she still held onto Roy’s hand tightly, dragging him to the edge of the banquet.

Even the Dragon-Slaying Princess had her shy moments, leaving foreign guests utterly stunned by the way the two interacted, far beyond that of mere rulers and subjects.

In any case, the kingdom’s citizens politely gave them some space, and the foreign visitors naturally wouldn’t dare interrupt.

Once things calmed a bit, Charlotte immediately concernedly asked, “Are you feeling okay now?”

Roy shook his empty hand, sensing the bloodline power no longer felt weak: “Sort of.”

The power of high rank was truly miraculous.

The “Dragon-Slaying Sword: Balmunk,” projected by the remnants of the Dragon King’s soul, had already fully belonged to him and could be used without taxing his life force. Unfortunately, the side effects were still potent.

Even after entering a high rank and significantly enhancing his physical quality, he wouldn’t be half-crippled from a single swing anymore. However, the injuries he had accumulated and the drained blood energy still forced Roy to rest for a while.

But the high-rank physical quality was indeed impressive—he had actually recovered more than half a month ago.

Roy looked a bit troubled: “The injuries are nothing to worry about, but my blood is still a bit unstable.”

Looking at the raucous crowd before him, he felt inexplicably flustered.

Every heartbeat was sending an unprecedented surge of extraordinary power, like a vast amount of liquid building up in his chest that he couldn’t release, leaving him feeling agitated.

“This high-rank power is harder to control than I thought. Charlotte, don’t you have similar symptoms?”

With her fingertips igniting a flicker of flame, Charlotte casually replied, “I had a bit before, but after battling the Frost Giant Dragon, my bloodline stabilized pretty much.”

As expected of her, managing to stabilize after just two battles upon entering high rank? Roy couldn’t help but marvel at the Princess’s terrifying bloodline talent even now.

“Don’t be disheartened.”

At that moment, he heard Roland’s voice echoing in his mind.

“The ‘False King’ needs to fuse with the bloodline of other races, which is already harder to control than a usual Gold rank. Is it really surprising that you need some time to adapt?”

Roland spoke like a seasoned elder, “Back in my day, when I upgraded to Sequence 5, I was tossed around like a rag doll. You haven’t even spat out blood yet, so be grateful!”

The abnormal bloodline fluctuations couldn’t be rushed; they had to be slowly adapted to by the body. Hearing Roland say this, Roy had no choice but to relax and not think too much about it.

After chatting a bit more with Charlotte, he saw Carl and Naz coming over together.

In the banquet atmosphere, Roy instinctively wanted to bow to the Prince, but Charlotte pulled his hand tighter, huffing in discontent, “No need to be too respectful to this old jerk!”

“Roy, seeing you look so sprightly puts me at ease!” Naz greeted casually, “What the Princess said is right.”

He then put on a goofy grin, winking, “Maybe we’ll be family in the future, so we shouldn’t worry about the small stuff!”

“W-what do you mean family…”

While arguing back, Charlotte actually hugged him tighter. Seeing the girl’s clumsy demeanor, Roy couldn’t help but smile knowingly.

“Welcome back.” Carl’s greeting was much shorter, but the warmth he conveyed was enough.

“I’m just glad you’re alright. Even though you’re the hero of dragon slaying, don’t push yourself too hard.”

Naz scratched his cheek, laughing wryly: “The hero of dragon slaying, huh… I dreamed of slaying dragons when I was a kid, but you guys have wiped them all out. Guess I have no chance now!”

“By the way, to be honest, I was completely stunned when another dragon sprang up!” Reflecting on that time, Naz still looked a bit shaken and pale.

But after glancing at Roy, he couldn’t help but praise, “I never imagined such a cool thing came from you! Forget slaying dragons; you could totally be a dragon rider too, right?!”

Carl chimed in, “If the ancestors of the Ainbrad family knew you could command remnants of demigods, they might just want you to take over as head of the family.”

To that, Roy could only smile helplessly.

Saying he didn’t want to be a dragon rider was impossible, but could Bahamut really let him ride?

Moreover, the consumption of the Shadow of the Former King was astonishing. Even with high-rank extraordinary power, he could only maintain it for less than a minute, and it was no easy feat.

“Your father is joking. Even though I’ve reached high rank, I still haven’t mastered bloodline blooming. Looking at ‘Blood Iron,’ I’m still not mature enough.”

“No, in fact, you’ve already grasped it.”

Carl clarified, “The reason you can’t use ‘Blood Iron’s’ blooming well is that ‘Blood Iron’ isn’t truly your bloodline.”

“The phantom you’ve condensed is the essence of dragon blood—the remnants of a demigod’s soul, which itself can represent the root power of this extraordinary bloodline.”

“That’s right, but that’s also why your bloodline power is harder to control than an ordinary Gold rank. The bloodline of the Dragon King isn’t something to be taken lightly,” Roland further added.

Roy felt like he was listening to his parents giving a mini-lecture.

It turned out that not being able to master bloodline blooming wasn’t due to his ineptitude, but because he was too powerful. Just as they say, the stronger the power, the harder it is to control.

Thinking of this, Roy instantly felt free of psychological pressure.

But then he immediately recalled a possibility.

Since the origin of the Dragon King’s bloodline was so powerful, had he really completely mastered it?

Thump.

Thump thump thump.

The moment that thought crossed his mind, Roy felt his heartbeat grow heavier, like a rumbling thunder.

And this wasn’t an illusion. Carl and the others were looking at him with astonished expressions.

“It seems like my bloodline still has some issues…!”

Roy forced a smile but before he could finish, the boiling power within him surged like a storm. Following that, an overwhelming pressure erupted uncontrollably. Dragon scales started to appear on his body, and one eye flickered with dark golden lightning. What was worse, he unleashed his dragon might uncontrollably, sending Carl and the others flying backward.

It was as if a bolt of thunder struck the banquet, leading to chaos in the venue.

“What’s going on?! Is, is it a dragon again?!”

“No, that seems to be Lord Roy’s aura!”

“Lord Roy? But why would Lord Roy…”

Damn! This doesn’t just seem like a problem; it’s a huge problem!

Roy cursed inwardly as he tried to control the bloodline, but the enormous power was simply impossible to rein in, and the layers of dragon scales made his smile turn grotesque.

As the commotion grew louder, and the situation was about to spiral out of control, a warm yet strong embrace pulled him tightly inside.

“Don’t panic, take a deep breath… Is it feeling better now?”

Feeling the fragrant scent of scarlet hair wrapping around him, for some inexplicable reason, Roy felt the surging power within him calm down, like a wild beast returning to being docile.