"Far away, deep in the garden castle," said the evil dragon, a beautiful castle with gleaming white halls appeared on the reflective surface, "dwells a deadly predator; a relic of a bygone era. , in that era, King Manlin had thousands of people, and they fought both with themselves and with the wild.
His trusted [Crystal Ball Divination] zoomed in on the castle and saw a bedroom at the top of the tower.
"A cunning and cunning beast whose beauty is matched only by its cruelty. This is the most dangerous game of all."
A beautiful human girl with long green hair stuck her head out of the window and looked down at the castle garden with envy. When she saw a blond, plump woman talking to a handsome prince beside the flowers, her beautiful skin turned red with jealousy; she stared intently at the pendants and jewelry of her rival.
"Princess Manling."
The girl hissed and moved away to protect her territory from the intruders. As the supreme predator of the fallen Manling Court, this savage conflict can only end one of two ways.
She either kills or is killed.
"Princesses are very clever," said the dragon, leaving his cave and crystal ball behind, holding the princess bag. "They need to do this in order to become queens. They kill for many reasons: to mate, for status, for pleasure. But of all the beasts in the animal kingdom, only Princess Manling kills for money; because humans are naturally greedy. This makes her the most dangerous princess; the most dragon princess."
The dragon flew over the ruins of the city and over its fence. His apprentice's servants built large, walled areas covering the entire region, each representing a wild princess. The monster maggots were very careful in their growth process and re-created the natural environment inside each princess; a deserted sand castle for the elf princess, a small plain for the centaur princess, and a fungus garden for the mushroom princess...
"I'm Grandpa, and I've been a princess hunter all my life; long before the dragon creation system officially recognized it." The monster maggot looked down at the mushroom princess's pen, watching her drink tea with the tree spirit Allison. She is the closest to being released back into the wild. "Princesses and dragons can't coexist for long. But most of the princesses here, in my new wildlife sanctuary, in El Goldo
ado, must be removed from the wild. They become savage and dangerous to each other... and to themselves. "
It's all because of this curse of forgetfulness!
Grandfather feels very guilty for leaving these poor princesses to fend for themselves; he won't rest until they regain their true nobility. Thanks to the portal created by the dwarves, V&V's Dragon Empire allocated resources and personnel to the project, allowing the wildlife sanctuary to be fully functional. The kobold watched from the wall, careful not to let the princesses escape or let outsiders disturb the experiment.
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Ake approaches the pen of the elf princess and discovers that she rules over a group of succubi in the ruins of her sand castle. When the dragon lands near her lair, the group immediately becomes nervous. He opened the bag and grabbed a piece of cake.
"Elf princesses are very territorial; when you interact with them, you must abide by their rules."G
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ake places the royal strawberry cake at the edge of the princess's field of vision as a mark of respect. "When you feed them, you have to do it very skillfully and give it to them as a gift; otherwise they will reject your food out of pride. Some are even prepared to starve themselves to death; because to control the dragon psychologically, No price is too high.”
"Is he talking to himself?" a succubus said, loud enough for my grandfather to hear. She must be upper middle class, maybe an office worker.
"Always." The elf princess said with an unhappy look.
"She has been feeding on the flesh of the princess for decades and she has to get used to her natural diet," Grandlack said. "Chocolate, truffles, brioche, oysters... but never give these beautiful creatures bread." ." If a princess eats ordinary food, then over time, she will become half a peasant herself. Let them eat cake. "
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Ake leaves to continue his feeding tour to see how all the captives cope with their newfound court. No beautiful girl shares a pen with anyone else.
"Princesses are social animals, but they can't stay with each other for long periods of time except in extreme circumstances," Grandlack explains. "Because when they do, jealousy sets in and they fight to become queens. Instead, their natural pack is a group of girls; the princesses rule as chiefs over smaller female nobles and then bully the commoners. During mating During the season, the males swarmed to compete for the princess's favor; sometimes, they even dueled to the death."
But it's still too early to introduce fairies to male partners. After years of being cannibalistic princesses, these girls have lost the normal social behavior of their kind. They have forgotten the habits they need to thrive in the wider world.
Lacking elves, the Empire sent what could be considered noble ladies: vampiress and banshees. The dragon introduced them, group by group, to the imprisoned princess so that they could become possessed.
"It's not an optimal solution, but it's the only one we have right now. It'll be a few years before we can release most of these princesses back into the wild." Grandpa watched as the centaur princess ran around the fence in frustration. , shook his head sadly. "Princesses are not meant to be put out to pasture. In order to prosper, a princess needs to be at the top of the social hierarchy; it cannot express itself if a dragon is approaching. These flowers need sunlight to bloom."
However, as the number of princesses dwindled, many dragons tried their best to protect the species. Some people even try to breed them in captivity, but an all-or-nothing approach never yields any good results.
"Once upon a time, princesses were common in this land, but my people over-hunted them for their status as princesses. So the princesses adapted to the environment and raised a male subspecies called the Knight to protect themselves; rare and dangerous only It will make them more popular."
However, the rediscovery of the Dragon-made galaxy could change everything. G
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ake heard that Blight Swamp turned her daughters into princesses; if that's true, it might be the greatest breakthrough in princess studies since the invention of the Virgin Princess Radar.
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ake flies towards the dense jungle.
"My assistant told me that a knight appeared nearby," he said, looking into the woods for any movement. "Knights are dangerous, both to the princess and to the princess hunter herself. I think what I taught you about how to treat dragons bitten by metal swords saved many inexperienced young dragons from death. Yes, I was first An explorer and collector, but education will always be important to me.”
Because the old dragon is not stupid. He knew he was living a dangerous life and that one day a former knight might be lucky enough to end his life; the near-death experience with the Curse of Greed taught him a good lesson. His mind may be dulled, and his body may be dulled by injuries sustained during dangerous hunts. He couldn't let his knowledge die with him.
"If a knight captures a princess, he will try to breed with her using trickery or force. If the knight is a prince or a noble, then the result of their union will be a real princess." Grandpa shook his head. "But this is something else entirely; an invasive species."
A commoner.
"If mating is allowed, civilians will pass on inferior bastard genes to their offspring," Grandrack explained the danger. "This disrupts the entire social hierarchy of princesses. It often takes generations for a princess's bloodline to recover from servility, and in the current context of dwindling populations, this is not allowed."
Grandfather looked at the horizon with sad eyes, looking at the bright sun in the distance.
"The dwarf princesses became extinct because we..." He paused. "Because I wasn't vigilant enough."
He couldn't let the elf and Princess Manling disappear too.
"Such an operation requires teamwork." The evil dragon came to a clearing, where an armored red dragon and her scaled servants gathered. "That's where my new apprentice Julie and our kobold ranger assistant come in."
"Your Majesty, who are you talking to?" Red Ranger asked. Since he is a true minions, he still manages to be heard despite lacking the net worth required to break the wealth sound barrier.
"Myself. I just like the sound of my own voice, and it makes conversation sophisticated."
"So much like a monster," little Julie said adoringly.
"It gets better with age," Grandrac told his apprentice. "Practice every day. Even if others ignore you, keep going. The real discussion is never about them; it's all about you."
The young dragon nodded viciously and followed the old dragon. The two patrolled the jungle, both humming in the air. The kobold rangers formed a circle, forcing the knight into action.
The animal is cunning, scouting the enclosure from a distance before retreating into the wilderness. In time, it might slip into the princess's lair and lay its eggs where it shouldn't.
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Ake couldn't leave the operation to chance, so he hired an expert. The werewolf known as Chocolate takes the form of a wolf and searches the forest, sniffing the ground. While no elegant werewolf princess, this expert minion can smell prey from miles away.
She quickly found the intruder. "Over there!" she yelled, and Grandfather noticed movement in the long grass.
There! In the shadow of a tree!
A manling knight wearing green steel armor! This is the perfect disguise in this dense and dangerous forest.
The knight's mouth moved silently, threatening the dragon with his cold little weapon. Obviously, this dragon came prepared, ready to use their common weakness to fight against the evil dragon.
However, he made a mistake and mistook the Princess Hunter for the Fire Dragon instead of the Lightning Demon.
"I couldn't understand what it was saying," Grandrack said. "That means he must be living in a barn. The man looks young and inexperienced, but I can't take any chances. I have to shoot it out quickly and decisively with my breath. Thank goodness a lightning dragon like me is Knights are born predators.”
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Ake opened his mouth and fired a powerful blue lightning bolt at the creature. Despite being covered in steel, the Knight became a living lightning rod; he was blown down on the spot.
"Then I crushed its body with my claws," Grandrack explained, landing on the animal. "You see, noble knights desire suicide, while commoners have a strong survival instinct. They play dead. As a princess hunter, I must eat them whenever I get the chance, my taste be damned."
That's what dragons do.
"When I was young, a civilian knight lied to me like this and made the werewolf princess I just captured pregnant with an illegitimate child." G
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Ake said as he swallowed the knight whole, the sword first. "I found out the truth after I found his half-eaten bones in a hole with his pelvis missing."
"Teacher, teacher!" Julie shouted as she landed next to him. "Who is the most beautiful princess in the world? Should dragons limit themselves to certain species?"
"All princesses are beautiful in the eyes of a true hunter, young Julie," Grandrac told her. "A real dragon doesn't discriminate against people!"
Julie listened religiously. Grandfather knew he had found a worthy apprentice; eager to learn and confident enough to ask, to question.
"Our mission is not yet complete, young Julie," the old dragon declared, inspecting where the intruder was hiding. Because knights always travel in pairs. Master and Squire. "
Which one did they hunt? The master or the squire?
"It must be the squire," said little Julie. "I know, because I'm one too! I'm always the first to charge, and Kia is always lagging behind!"
"A dragon can also be an attendant?" Grandfather asked in surprise.
"Yes, thanks to the system!" Julie said proudly. "One day I will become a true knight too!"
This challenged many of his beliefs. But a true princess hunter must be willing to learn. He had to assume that the Master was there, waiting for his moment.
"Little Julie's insight gives me hope. A new generation of dragons will rise, empowered by the system, more concerned about the environment than their elders. Heroes who can save the princess from extinction." G
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Ake looked at the horizon, as if he saw the coming test. "Only time will tell."
How long will they keep these princesses captive to protect them from armed poachers?
Can he free some of them? The Mushroom Nobility is long gone and elves are extremely rare. For some princesses, finding a purebred partner to continue their lineage is difficult; sometimes, almost.
The young Winkel had suggested raising them with his chief of staff, debating the quality of his genes, but Gronk was skeptical. Although he can be counted as a noble prince of the V&V Empire, this child is not purebred; he is also worried about long-term inbreeding. However, he could not allow these proud creatures to become extinct.
There is no easy solution to this problem.
"The life of a Princess Hunter is full of hard choices and tough compromises," said Grandrack, knowing that today's monologue would soon be over. "As dragons find their way through the world, we must learn to give these beautiful maidens their space. Only then can we coexist in peace."
Because a true princess hunter's job is never completely done.
