NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 242: Are You the Royal Court Judge?!
Hopefully, the Demon King in The Abyss is friendly enough, but if not, then Lance will have to take matters into his own hands and temporarily take over the Demon King's forces.
In a place of chaos and disorder, strength is respected.
As long as one is stronger than the Demon King and can crush the Demon King, one can become the new Demon King.
He wasn't particularly interested in being the Demon King; it would be best if he could cooperate with the Demon King, though in the end, it might still have to be settled by force.
Giving gifts or money would not only fail to win the Demon King's approval but might also lead the Demon King to think of one as weak and easy to bully.
Paradise.
It was an ancient city ruled by the succubi.
Named "Paradise," this city was indeed a paradise for most male members of the Demon Race and those of the opposite sex.
Here, you could see all kinds of succubi: the aloof ones, the delicate and charming ones, the pure and sweet ones, the ones whose actions don't match their words...
For any male, one could always find a succubus here that could touch one's heartstrings.
When he was studying in The Abyss, he had never come here, as he was quite weak at the time, and feared that his purity might be spoiled by some desire-filled succubi...
And then be kidnapped and defiled.
Those who have never encountered succubi might think of them as petite and lovely with little combat ability, only using their advantages to please the opposite sex.
That is a mistake.
In reality, even the weakest succubus possesses a certain capability to defend herself; a powerful being might capsize in the gutter if careless.
Coming to The Abyss, the first stop being Paradise was to see if he could encounter Chloe, the succubus.
It didn't matter if he couldn't.
Paradise was a natural information network. Here, as long as one paid attention, one could acquire all kinds of strange information.
Ancient secrets, the hottest news of the moment, which area a new Demon King emerged from, or which young man from an ancient family was tricked by an experienced succubus into losing his innocence...
All sorts of gossip could be heard.
The Dragon Whelp came from the Human World, and her arrival would surely cause a small sensation if she happened to be transported near Paradise City.
In Paradise City, the loud-mouthed members of the Demon Race and those boasting beak-nosed demons would mention this incident during their conversations.
Other demons who knew about it might also discuss it as a topic of conversation.
After all, it wasn't often that a being from the Human World dropped into the center of The Abyss.
Normally, to see a creature from beyond The Abyss, one could only hope to encounter them at the boundary.
Lance wandered aimlessly on the most bustling Angel Street in Paradise City.
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The street was teeming with members of the Demon Race from various species: towering, fierce-looking demons, pale and skinny low-ranking members of The Blood Clan, bird-headed demons with beak-like mouths, serpentine demons with both hands and feet.
A regular human falling into this place would be gone within minutes.
Even he, a Dragonborn with horns resembling a human, drew the interest of quite a few demons.
For instance, right now, behind and in front of him, there were several pale, slender low-ranking members of The Blood Clan eyeing him.
The Blood Clan was extremely sensitive to qi and blood and had little resistance to it.
To these low-ranking members of The Blood Clan, his qi and blood were more potent than Magic Potion.
However... if these low-ranking members of The Blood Clan really touched his blood, it was more likely they'd be incinerated into ash.
The Holy Water of the temple could burn the low-ranking members of The Blood Clan to ash, and the Pure Yang Dragon Blood in his body was even more domineering than the temple's Holy Water.
To drink his Pure Yang Dragon Blood, one must be at least a high-ranking member of The Blood Clan or at the level of a progenitor.
He noticed that not only the low-ranking members of The Blood Clan targeted him, but also the sultry succubus proprietors in shops on both sides of the street.
Low-ranking members of The Blood Clan, succubi, and some ferocious-looking demons...
Lucky for him, Paradise City was a place of order; if this were outside the city, in those chaotic and disorderly areas, those who had set their sights on him might have already attacked.
Lance discovered something very interesting.
The succubi here attracted customers with their own charm, resembling those cultured women who perform art without selling their bodies.
To take advantage of these succubi or to have them naturally interested in you, it wasn't just about strength, but also looks.
"Young man, I have delicious food here, would you like to come in and try some?"
A succubus wearing an apron and holding a bone cleaver stood at her own shop's entrance calling out to Lance. To prove her sincerity, she pointed to the cooked meats displayed inside the counter.
"I don't have money," he said.
"No money's no problem, you just need to let big sister kiss you once," the succubus countered.
Lance grinned. Succubi were never coy; at least, not when facing prey they fancied. They wouldn't pretend to be reserved but would rather launch a bold offensive.
For prey they were not interested in, their behavior wouldn't be so enthusiastic; they would take on the posture of a goddess when dealing with those who wanted to take advantage of them.
"I'm not as easy as you imagine," he replied.
"Young man, wandering around the streets so carelessly like this, you're likely to get bitten by 'mosquitoes,'" she warned.
No sooner had the succubus spoken than two pale-faced low-ranking members of The Blood Clan staggered towards Lance, their fangs glinting coldly locked onto Lance's arm as they drew near.
This was Paradise; where biting to suck blood on the neck would get one taken away by the Judge.