As she strolled along, Sasha's initial curiosity began to fade. She felt it was just like visiting a human City-state.
However, White Crystal City was less noisy and more peaceful.
Just then, a large building nearby caught Sasha's attention. Looking at the plaque hanging by the entrance, she couldn't help but feel curious.
"A Board Game Room? What's that?"
Muttering to herself, Sasha led Spulo toward the Board Game Room.
As soon as they entered, a wave of heat swept over them.
Unlike the relatively quiet streets outside, the Board Game Room was filled with noise and clamor.
Laughter, crying, shouting, roaring, and triumphant cheers were all mixed together, making Sasha feel a bit uncomfortable.
Her slender hand lightly touched her forehead. Noticing something was wrong with Sasha, Spulo quickly asked with concern.
"Miss, are you alright? Maybe we should leave. This place is just too..."
It was too much like a tavern, perhaps even noisier.
Sasha declined Spulo's suggestion.
"It's fine. Let's take a look first."
With that, Sasha walked toward the largest crowd, curious about what they were actually doing.
"Hurry up, Gris! What are you dawdling for?"
A triumphant urging voice drifted over. Although it wasn't loud and was even partially drowned out by the shouts of the monsters, Sasha's keen ears still caught it.
Soon, an impatient retort came back.
"Nag, nag, nag! Keep it up and I'll tell on you. I'll have my second sister deal with you."
"Tsk—you really are a sore loser.
But since you want to win so badly, how about putting in a good word for me with Mofana?"
"Go away, go away. We're not that close. Don't bother me."
Banter and annoyance mingled together.
"Oh, come on. By the way, there are quite a lot of humans here this year. Aren't you going to take a look?"
"What's there to see? I see them every year. Don't they all look the same?
If you ask me, my Older Sister has gone soft. If it were up to me, I would've killed these scheming bastards long ago instead of keeping them around."
"Well, that's..."
Sasha squeezed through the crowd of monsters and couldn't help but widen her eyes. Sitting at the table were one monster and two humans.
One was a black-haired youth sitting with his legs crossed, looking serious, while the red-haired man opposite him had a casual, relaxed air.
As for the White Phosphorus Goblin also sitting at the table, she automatically ignored it.
But soon, her gaze darkened. After all, she had heard their conversation quite clearly.
Joe also noticed Sasha squeezing in, and his words came to an abrupt halt.
"A Jack."
After much deliberation, Gris finally threw down a card.
But Joe didn't respond. Gris paused, then impatiently tapped on the wooden table.
"What are you doing? Are you stupid? Hey! What are you..."
Before he could finish, a fair, delicate hand rested on Gris's shoulder.
Gris was taken aback, and then a feeling of annoyance rose within him.
"Goddammit, who's touching me—"
Cursing, Gris turned his head, but the profanity died in his throat the moment he saw Sasha.
As their eyes met, Gris's pupils slowly dilated.
With a clatter, the cards in his hand fell to the floor.
What a beautiful face. Her features were fresh yet elegant, and combined with her cold expression, Gris was reminded of something Jona Velli once said—'Step on me, Mommy.'
At the time, he thought it was bizarre, but now... 'Older Sister, I'm f*cking in love.'
However, what puzzled Gris was why he felt an inexplicable instinctive dislike for the person in front of him.
He had no answer to such a question, so he could only ignore it for now.
"Hello, excuse me. I have a question I'd like to ask you."
Seeing Gris frozen in place, Sasha waved her hand, snapping him out of his daze.
"Oh, right... *cough*."
Gris quickly stood up, straightened his appearance, put on a smile, and instinctively tilted his head up high.
"Go ahead. As an all-knowing powerhouse, I can answer anything you wish to know."
Looking at the utterly boastful Gris, Sasha's expression stiffened. This feeling... was truly annoying.
Joe, sitting opposite him, was also dumbfounded by these words.
'Bro, seriously? Can you not brag like that in White Crystal City? Won't you be finished if someone hears you?'
Joe knew that the most powerful White Dragon loved to pick on Gris, often giving him some "loving" physical contact.
"I'd like to ask why these merchants are required to come to White Crystal City every August?"
Hearing this, Gris looked Sasha up and down and said casually,
"New here? Since you're so bold, I'll deign to tell you.
Because if they don't come, they'll die—and it'll be a very gruesome death."
Upon hearing this, Sasha's expression changed, her face darkening.
Gris thought she was scared. In a rare gesture, he reached out and patted Sasha's shoulder, offering some comfort.
"It's okay. You won't die if you don't come next year, so don't be afraid.
However... if possible, would you like to stay? After all, White Crystal City is quite fun, especially some of the things my idiot Older Sister invented..."
Gris continued to chatter incessantly, completely oblivious to Sasha's face turning darker and darker.
"Enough!"
Sasha spoke up to stop Gris. He was taken aback, momentarily intimidated, and looked at her in confusion, not understanding why she was angry.
Sasha looked at Gris with a face full of fury, sneering inwardly.
"Heh, as I thought. You lot are still just as loathsome to dragons."
Sasha was certain that the black-haired youth before her was a dragon, though she didn't know the specific type yet.
However, judging by the Dependents outside, there were only three types: black, red, and white.
"What do you take life for?!!"
Gris didn't understand why, but he realized this beautiful person was talking about him!
"I take life as... life? Wait, no!
You—what are you saying?! The great Gris is only ever admired and respected! How could anyone hate me?!"
Sasha was stunned for a moment, then sneered.
"Hmph. I didn't expect your IQ to be so low as well. You're definitely a White Dragon."
Although Sasha found it strange that this White Dragon could speak before reaching adulthood, she just dismissed it as him being a special individual.
"You're insulting me! I'm not done with you!!"
In the eyes of Giant Dragons, calling someone a White Dragon was basically the same as calling them an idiot.
Fuming with rage, Gris suddenly struck out the next second, grabbing for Sasha's neck.
But in the blink of an eye, a silver-white magic spell suddenly appeared. Gris was bound, his movements frozen in mid-air.
When the nearby Dependents saw someone dare to be disrespectful to Gris, they immediately began to huff and puff, preparing to take action.
But just then, Gris suddenly shouted a command.
"Nobody move! I'll deal with her myself. I'll kill anyone who interferes!"
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