Who says the Magic Cyber ​​Police can't overthrow the Heavenly Gang?

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Serfar nodded and said:

"The strength of a dragon's bloodline can be seen from its human form. My original human form was very strong, which proves that I am an extremely powerful dragon."

Latis stared blankly at Serfal, who was earnestly explaining, feeling as if something inside him had suddenly shattered.

He said hurriedly:

"But what about intelligence? I mean... the original Serfal looked like he had a mental disability! He was nothing like you!"

Serfar slapped his slender calf hard, and said in a low voice with a murderous look on his face:

"It's Lake Morrow! He used a massive amount of brain-damaging magic on me! He's dead!"

She took a deep breath and then calmed down.

"It seems that after my magic was used up and my bloodline concentration decreased, the effect of the Mind Deprivation Spell also decreased somewhat, but I can still feel the power of the spell swirling in my mind, and I don't know how to remove it."

"Unfortunately, he somehow obtained my real name from the dragon's nest back then. Even if we fought him, it would only result in mutual destruction. Tsk, this is really troublesome..."

Latis scratched his head vigorously, still unable to accept it, and said:

"Wait, no... so what's your current situation? What's your relationship with that Lakemore?"

Serfar wrinkled his nose and said, puzzled:

"Little La, you've been affected by the Mind-Reducing Spell too? Right now, I'm completely exhausted. I can recover by eating about ten tons of meat or soaking in dragon soup in the dragon's nest."

“As for Lake Morrow…” A hint of contempt appeared on Serfar’s small face. “Back then, he tried to provoke me with a mentally challenged spell, but before he could unleash it, I almost killed him with a single claw. Then he knelt down and begged me to spare his life, and that’s when I gave him the chance to offer his true name as a slave.”

She glanced at the thoughtful half-elf and said:

"You mentioned watering the eggs before. Yes, he was the slave in charge of watering the eggs. But it seems he's getting old, and the quality of his essence isn't very good. Not a single dragon egg he was in charge of hatched."

Latis finally accepted this fact. He glanced at Serfal's barely visible buttocks, sighed, and thought sadly:

"Now that Serfal isn't stupid anymore, she's not cute at all. Sigh, my silly dragon girl is gone!"

"In short, I need to find a way to remove the mental weakness spell." Serfal nodded seriously. "And while I'm at it, I need to restore my mana reserves, which means I need to eat meat!"

Her stomach suddenly rumbled, as if to say that her claim was true and necessary.

Serfar coughed lightly and said awkwardly:

"Anyway, I... I'm broke right now, and I won't be able to return to Dragon Valley after my magic runs out. So, I'll have to ask you for help for now..."

She fell to the ground with a thud and shouted:

"I'll pay with my body! I'm strong, there's bound to be a use for me!"

"Alright, alright, get up first..." The half-elf sighed helplessly and stepped forward to help him up.

"Can I eat now?" Serfar looked up, his eyes filled with longing for food.

"Yes, yes..." Before the half-elf could finish speaking, Serfal let out a shout, flung off his loose clothes, and ran out the door, yelling:

"I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat!"

Latis stared in disbelief as the half-elf ran in panic toward the naked red dragon, sweating profusely as she cried out:

"Get dressed first, you idiot!"

The cacophony faded into the distance, followed by the screams of Yashutia and the robin echoing from the first floor. Latis's head was spinning; he sat weakly on the floor, silently repeating to himself:

"Suddenly, I realize she's pretty stupid even when she's not affected by the brain-damaging spell... I really envy dragons; they're clearly idiots, yet they can live so long..."

He glanced at the enormous dragon egg, which was over a meter tall, and then recalled the roughly same height of the loli version of Serfal. A question arose in his mind:

"How exactly did Serfal lay this egg? Damn, I'm suddenly so curious..."

"correct!"

The door was pushed open forcefully, and Serfal, with one hand on his hip and the other pointing at Latis, said sternly:

"Since there isn't a suitable environment like Dragon Valley here, dragon eggs will quickly lose their vitality if they aren't successfully fertilized. So, Little Ra, please help me water the eggs, mmm..."

Watching the half-elf, who was wrapped in a bed sheet and dragged away with a helpless expression, Latis was instantly caught in a mental storm as his legs kicked wildly.

"Huh? What did she say? Pouring eggs on top?!"

He silently stood up, walked to the huge dragon egg, and gently patted the shell as if he were patting a watermelon.

The eggshell was pure white, just like his mind at that moment—completely blank.

"Oh, I see. It's just scrambling eggs on top."

He laughed heartily, then lowered his head and said:

"In that case, I'll leave it to you, Brother Niu."

"Huh? Brother Niu, why aren't you saying anything? Brother Niu...?"

"Brother Niu? Brother Niu! Wake up! Don't die, Brother Niu! How can I live without you, Brother Niu!!!"

Latis fell to his knees with a thud, tears welling in his eyes, and murmured:

"Is my first recharge in this other world going to be paid out here? Is this a nightmare... or reality?"

"I can't tell the difference, I really can't tell the difference!"

……

Latis walked downstairs with red eyes.

"I can't type it, I just can't type it!"

"This dragon egg looks like a bald head! Every time I get ready, all sorts of bald men appear in front of me..."

"Tell me, tell me, who can beat Dwayne 'The Rock' or Saitama?! Guo Degang and Ge You certainly can't!"

"Wait, the Ancient One and Nebula... I'd rather not have the Ancient One. And is Nebula really bald? It seems like she has some kind of weird fetish..."

"Could it be that, in the end, I'll have to identify with Dorami?..."

He sighed and looked at Yashutia, who was excitedly tossing roasted meat to Serfael.

"Well done!" Yashutia clapped her hands, then looked at the smug Serfar, a cold smile suddenly creeping onto her face.

"If I were to use this spinning pancake move, how would you react?"

She focused her energy in her dantian, then picked up two meat patties, flicked a pine cone, and instantly tossed them out in a crisscross motion.

A glint flashed in Serfael's eyes. She leaped up and bit into one of the meat pies. Then, with a precise clamping motion of her bare feet, she caught both meat pies steadily.

She landed on the ground with a thud and ate the meat pie stuck between her feet in a very tricky way.

Latis stared at all this in disbelief, feeling as if his brain was boiling.

"What on earth are they doing? Is there even a single normal person among this group?"

"But this looks like it's actually quite fun... wait, why didn't you guys invite me to this feeding game?"

Just as he was about to speak up to stop this absurdity, Serfal's expression suddenly changed, and then his body suddenly grew larger.

Her expression instantly sharpened, and she immediately stood up, lunging towards the stove where the meat patties were still baking, shouting:

"Meat bomb impact!"

boom!

……

"So after you eat a lot of meat in one go, you can't control the power of the Mind-Loss Spell and then you lose your mind?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" After venting his magic, Serfal, his face charred and covered in the remains of the furnace, nodded hurriedly, raising his hands and saying:

"I'll never do it again! I'll chew slowly and carefully, and accumulate magic power with utmost care! Really, I swear!"

Latis lowered the knife pressed against Serfal's neck, sneered, and said:

"If there's a next time, the oven will be roasting dragon meat!"

Serfar paused, wiped the drool from his mouth, and hesitated before saying:

"I know, I know!"

Latis glanced at the girls sitting around him, tapped the table, and said:

"In short, to atone for his mistake, Serfar will transform into a dragon and help transport the hut to Lundia, reducing the time from a week to about three days. Three days isn't long, and I can be somewhat relieved about your safety. So, besides Yashutia, who else intends to ride this 'Dragon-Pulled Self-Propelled Vine Hut'?"

"Me!" the robin immediately raised his hand.

Artemis hesitated for a moment, then weakly raised her hand and said:

"I'm also a little curious about what it would be like to have a house dragged along by a dragon..."

"what?"

Latis was silent for a moment, then slammed his fist on the table and shouted:

"Wouldn't that mean I'd be the only one using the teleportation array? What's the point of me using it then?!"

"Then you can stay in the house too, little Ra," Serfar said nonchalantly, patting off the clothes he'd just torn.

"You can rest assured when Long gets things done!"

Latis scratched his head and sighed:

"Never mind, I'll head to Lundia first and make some arrangements there, so I can get everything settled before you arrive."

The half-elf coughed lightly, his face slightly flushed, and said:

"Big brother, thank you for your hard work..."

Latis stroked his chin and suddenly paused.

"I almost forgot about the dragon eggs..."

"Hmm." The half-elf looked at Latis's blank expression and couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"Big brother? Is there anything I can do to help you with?"

Latis snapped out of his daze, looked into the half-elf's bright eyes, and suddenly gasped.

"It seems...it really does work..."

……

"The cities in Senhai Territory are all very beautiful."