Chapter 350 - 345 I Am the King
According to Tassera’s usual habits, whenever she goes out, she likes walking, which includes riding mounts or horse-drawn carriages. The main point is to enjoy the scenery along the way. Considering that there were quite a few places to go this time, she followed Leon and flew over, even though flying would still take a lot of time.
Crossroads City is ruled by several large guilds together. Among those guild leaders are powerful beings like the Ancient Black Dragon and the Witch Demon. They are quite impressive, but that’s about it. Leon didn’t mind intruding into the sky of Crossroads City in his Red Dragon form.
Seeing the Red Dragon and the Blue Dragon flying over from afar, the Dragon Riders stationed on the city walls immediately took to the skies, heading toward the two dragons.
Leon looked at the two Dragon Riders from afar, glanced dismissively, then unleashed his Fierce Gods and Evil Spirits aura. Whether it was the knights or their dragons, none dared to advance further. After circling to find Betty’s Mage Tower, he beat his wings fiercely and, upon diving down, had already transformed into human form by the time he reached the ground.
Tassera followed Leon down to the street, transformed into a bespectacled scholar wearing a robe, and said, "It’s been decades since I’ve been here, and you still remember the way."
"My memory has always been great." Leon strode to the front of the Mage Tower.
"Who are you looking for?" A red-skinned Imp appeared, tilting its head at Leon, "I think I recognize you."
Even though decades had passed, Leon’s human form had hardly changed. Smiling, he said, "Why are you still serving as a Magic Pet?"
"So many years have passed, and you’ve still not succeeded in your temptation?" Leon thought. Imps often serve as servants for mortal spellcasters, acting as advisers, spies, or pets, urging their masters to commit evil deeds, hoping to claim the mortal’s soul as a reward in the end.
The Imp wasn’t happy to hear what Leon said. Knowing that enticing that tiny gnome would be so difficult, it might have been better off staying in Hell. By now, it could’ve grown into a Pit Fiend and said, "You’ve upset me. You better not have anything to ask of me."
Leon stretched his arms, used the 72 Transformations, and transformed into a Hunting Demon... In situations where transforming into a giant red dragon was inconvenient, morphing into a High-level Devil familiar to the Imp was the best choice.