Picking Up Attributes From Today

Chapter 133: Elizabeth, Striking The Princess With Lightning

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Fire Dragon Battle Aura!?”

Flit the 66th was a little stunned as he stared at Meng Lei’s fist. “He’s also cultivating the Fire Dragon Manual?”

Everyone exchanged looks in silence before they looked at President Fred with looks of puzzlement in their eyes.

“Don’t look at me. I don’t know, either!”

President Fred could only let out wry laugh after wry laugh.

“Only members of our kingdom’s royalty can cultivate the Fire Dragon Manual. Those who aren’t royalty are prohibited from cultivating it.”

Flit the 66th drummed his fingers lightly against the table as he went on. “According to what I know, that little fellow is born a commoner. He probably hasn’t gone to the Royal Clan Ministry to get a test done on his bloodline, right?”

The royalty... What was royalty defined as?

The Fire Dragon Kingdom had a very broad and simple definition of royalty—all who possessed pure-blooded Fire Dragon bloodlines were royalty.

It didn’t matter whether they were born into the royal family or if they were born in the countryside. As long as they had the Fire Dragon bloodline, all of them were royalty.

However, there was a prerequisite to this—they must head to the Royal Clan Ministry to carry out a bloodline test. They could only officially become part of royalty upon confirmation.

One would only gain the right to cultivate the Fire Dragon Manual after they become royalty.

But what about Meng Lei?

For starters, he wasn’t born into the royal family.

Next, he hadn’t had his bloodline tested yet.

So, where did he obtain the Fire Dragon Manual from?

“This...”

President Fred hesitated for a moment before he replied, “Your Majesty, that Dragon King expert backing him is likely also a member of our kingdom’s royalty.”

“What!?”

Flit the 66th was awfully shocked. “Is there such an expert in the Fire Dragon Kingdom royal family? How come I’ve never heard about that?”

“Your Majesty...”

President Fred was just about to answer when a young princess suddenly clapped and shouted excitedly, “Father, look! Someone’s challenging that guy again!”

“Huh?”

Flit the 66th’s brows furrowed slightly, and he involuntarily shifted his gaze to the fighting ring. President Fred and the others also looked over.

And the moment they did, they received a shock right away.

Someone stood proudly in the ring. She had a head of long, fiery-red hair that cascaded like a waterfall, a pair of fiery-red spiral horns at the top of her head, and was covered in ferocious and mighty fiery-red dragon scales.

Curvaceous and voluptuous with a gorgeous face, she gave off an imposing, heroic spirit and was valiant and formidable-looking with a domineering aura.

“How come it’s her?”

Everyone exchanged a look, and then, they looked toward Flit the 66th with rather strange looks on their faces. Queen Diana even let out a light snort and gave the king a vicious glare.

“That girl...”

Flit the 66th coughed lightly a couple of times, awfully emotionally. “That girl is actually all grown up now after I haven’t seen her in a few years...”

Girl?

Yes, that’s right!

The valiant and heroic woman currently standing proudly in the fighting ring was Fire Dragon King Flit the 66th’s eighth child—Elizabeth Flit!

People might not know much about other princesses since they lived in the depths of the palace, making it very tough for ordinary people to come into contact with them.

However, this wasn’t the case for the Eighth Princess.

The Eighth Princess was well-known to everyone, and her deeds had even been adapted into stories that circulated in the streets and neighborhoods, enthusiastically discussed by wandering minstrels and bards.

The Eighth Princess differed from the other princes and princesses because she wasn’t born to the Queen or the other royal consorts. Instead, she was the accidental product from the time when Flit the 66th had been out on an occasional fling.

Dragons were wanton by nature, and they had affairs everywhere—this was the nature of the Dragon race. By right, the Fire Dragon King having affairs outside shouldn’t have been much of a deal.

However, what brought humiliation to the royal family was that the great King, who had a harem of consorts, had actually been hungry and desperate enough to grace a... Hen-Woman!

In the Fire Dragon Kingdom and even as far as the entire Dragon God Empire, Hen-Women were an existence of the absolute lowest-class. They couldn’t even compare to fourth-class human commoners.